𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐎𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐄 | 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐟𝐨𝐲

𝟏 | 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤

Here I am, ready for my 5th year back at Hogwarts. I still remember the first time I stepped foot on this train for my very first day at Hogwarts. When I got sorted into a different house than my friends I had met on the train, I was heartbroken. I really thought I would get into Gryffindor, I was shocked when I didn't.

𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊
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"When I call out your name you will come and take a seat to have the sorting hat placed on your head, and sort you into a house." Professor McGonagall said to all the first years standing with me.  "Hermione granger!" Hermione looked at me with shock as she was the first name called up. I gave her a weak smile and mouthed 'good luck'. "Hmm, I see. Loyalty, honesty, fair play and hard work. Id say that's a Gryffindor!" The sorting hat blurted out. Hermione looked straight at Harry, Ron and I and gave us a big proud smile. "Draco Malfoy!" God that one's rude. I met him on the stairwell before everyone went into the great hall. He tried to be friends with Harry but when he made fun of Ron for being a Weasley, Harry denied.
"Slytherin!" The hat yelled before it was even placed on Draco's head. "Y/n Fontaine!" It was my turn. I was nervous, hoping to get the same house as Hermione. I walked up to the seat, and felt the old hat be placed on my head. "Now, now. This one's difficult. Loyalty, bravery, ambitious. Plenty of courage I see, not a bad mind either. But wheee to put you?" I hoped I was in Gryffindor. If I wasn't I was hoping Harry or Ron would be in whatever house I get so I would have someone I know already. "Slytherin!" I opened my eyes wide in shock, as the hat was taken off my head. I got up and sat opposite the blonde boy. Hermione gave me a look of sorry. Later on Harry and Ron were sorted, and neither of them were in slytherin. All three of them were in Gryffindor. I glanced at the blonde Malfoy sitting opposite me. "Is there a problem, Fontaine?" Malfoy said unexpectedly with a rude tone. "Uh- no um no there isn't." I stuttered. "Great, then stop staring at me will you? How weird." He said rolling his eyes.

𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊
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That memory replayed in my head thousands of times. It was simpler then, better I would say. I remember the long tall hallways, countless times I had gotten lost. Seeing the great hall for the first time, all the decorations, the long tables with different colours, each table belonged to a house. A house of many values. Slytherin, the house for all the 'mean' and 'horrible' wizards and witches. Hufflepuff, for all the kind ones, Ravenclaw, for most of the bookworms, and Gryffindor, for the brave, loyal and acceptable witches and wizards. Some of the 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 people I have ever met are in Gryffindor. Some of the 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐭 are in Slytherin.
I couldn't believe my eyes when I first saw how enormous the castle was incredible. I even remember my second year. Mostly because Harry and Ron missed the train and showed up in a flying car and almost got themselves expelled for damaging the oldest tree on Hogwarts grounds. And especially Ron's howler he got for doing that. My third year, when we got to chose out elective classes. Although my greatest friends were in Gryffindor and I was sorted into a different house, I still enjoyed my early years at Hogwarts. By the end of fourth year I knew I was in for a ride.

I had matured more than last year. I was more polite, and had better manners. I mean, I was turning 15 soon so I figured it was about time I became more mature. My body had changed too. I  was a small bit taller than hermione, my chest had grown, and so had behind. I looked older. More like a teenage girl. I was thankful i had grown up a bit. Last year I looked like I was a first year or something. I was small, and flat. I almost looked like a boy. Looks like I had finally hit puberty. Everyone else had too, some earlier than others. Earlier than me I should say.