You were crowded into the hall with all of the first years.
"Welcome to Hogwarts." A voice came from the stage. "Before you can take your seats, you must be sorted into your houses. They are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin."
She started calling out names, and you zoned out until you heard yours, but you vaguely noticed Neville getting sorted into Gryffindor.
"Y/n Y/l/n!" You took a deep breath and traveled up the stairs to the chair that was sitting on the stage.
Professor McGonogall placed the hat on your head, and you could hear a strange voice echoing throughout it.
"Hmm. You are loyal, but it isn't your main trait, so not Hufflepuff. Your bravery isn't quite courage... so not Gryffindor."
You sighed in disappointment. You didn't want to be put in Ravenclaw for fear of being too dumb.
"Oh, so you don't want Ravenclaw? In that case, SLYTHERIN!"
Your eyes widened as you stepped over towards the Slytherin table, seeing the rude blonde from earlier, the one that you slapped. You decided to sit as far from him as possible.
"Kylie Benson!" You looked up just in time to see the hat shout SLYTHERIN, and you smiled, patting the seat beside you.
Kylie sat next to you, and you both ate your feast in peace as McGonogall went on about their dorms, and prefects, and stuff like that.
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You filed out of the Great Hall with the rest of Slytherin, holding hands with Kylie so as not to lose each other.
The prefect led you straight down into the dungeons, where you saw a large green door with a snake shaped into an 'S' on it. The prefect looked at the first years, holding her finger up to her mouth, signalling for us to listen.
"Pureblood," she said, and the snake on the door hissed as the door opened.
Your mouth gaped, and you looked at Kylie, who had a huge grin on her face.
The prefect started dividing us up into our dorms, and I got paired up with some girl named Pansy Parkinson. She and I started heading down the corridor to dorm 114.
"Hi," I said, a bit awkwardly.
She just shot me a glare.
What is her problem? You thought.
You stepped into the dorm, gasping at the beauty of the room. "Which bed do you want?" You heard from beside you.
You glanced between the two, and decided on the one on the left. It was closer to the window, and farther from the door.
"Um, I guess this one?" Pansy looked at you, and gave you a forced smile.
"In that case, why don't you put on your robe and tie and stuff in the restroom, and I'll unpack my stuff, then we can switch."
"Okay, sure." You said, heading for the restroom with your uniform in hand. You were confused by Pansy's sudden kindness, but you didn't complain, or ask her about it.
You finished changing and put your hair into a simple low ponytail, pulling 2 strands out of the front just like you saw in the magazines.
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Stuck with a Slytherin
Fanfiction"I hate you," You whispered. "I love you," He responded. "No, you don't." Y/n has suffered with severe anxiety for her whole life, after her wizard mom died and left her with her muggle father and brother. She gets a letter to go to Hogwarts on her...
