The first

Welcome.

I feelt my heart skip a beat. Would people think differently of me? Are they going to treat me differently? Will they treat me weird? All the toughs were running through my head as I walked into the great hall. I was a new student Malibu Potter. As I walked through the doors I couldn't think anything else then begat if I don't get put into slytherin. I knew that Harry wouldn't be happy, no one would be happy but no one cares as well I was just Harry's little sister. No one important.

"Malibu Potter" I heard my name being called and walked up to the sorting hat. I heard people starting to whisper about me. Fuck fuck fuck I say in my head. I walked up to the chair and sat down."oh another potter, I didn't know Harry hade a sister" the sorting hat said. Of course you didn't know he hade a sister. No one knew because he is embarrassed of me. I felt my heart skip a beat. I don't wanna be here. What am I doing here? This isn't my place? I say to myself multiple times. My thoughts get cut off by the sorting hat yelling out "slytherin" . Fuck. I look around over the great hall trying to find Harry but I can't find him. Then I see him, he was asking out of the great hall. What is he doing? I wanted to run after him but I don't know something was stopping me.

I walked over to the slytherin table and sat down. I could feel how my eyes started to water. Fuck I can't cry. I can't be a fucking crybaby. "Are you okey?" I heard a voice say. Not even looking up a answer "I'm fine" in a cold tone. "You know I don't think I should be in slytherin either" the person continued. "Can't you see I don't wanna talk right now" I say in a anary way. But I immediately regretted it. "Fuck I'm sorry I just don't wanna talk right now" I was still processing what just happened. How did I get put into slytherin? Why did Harry leave? I knew he was mad. But it wasn't my fault and he hade to accept that. I knew it was hard, but he didn't have to blame me. I just wanted to play.