The sorting hat

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Harrys pov:

My eyes wandert through the rows of first years, searching for faces that many reminded me of someone I knew.
I was pretty sure that I would finde someones sister or brother, but I didn't find anyone intrestig yet.
But then I looked at a girl, she was to  tall to be a first grade, she looked about my age.
She was tall, had a really pale skin and long Black hairs with almost blackish eyes.
She was enchanting.

"Harry, what are you staring at?", Hermione asked him alarmed, already scanning the room for Sitius Black or any other danger.

"Don't worry Hermione, there is no danger. I was just scanning the first years and then noticed this girl.", he showed Hermione Binaca, "she looks to old to be a first year."

Hermione startet to giggle, "Does someone have a crush?"

"Hermione, stop this nonsense!", Harry groaned.

"Besides she looks like Snape.", Ron started to laugh.

"That is because she is a Snape you dumbo. She is his daughter but she is really nice. She chabged schools and is now comming into the third year.", Ginny explained.

Biancas pov:

After what felt like an enternity the sorting hat finaly began to speak.
At first it mumbled something inaudible, what seamed to be more for him self but then he finaly anounced, "GRYFFENDOR".

After he said that I felt a sense of relive rushing through my body.
I felt like I made a few new friends on my journey to Hogwarts and Gryffindor felt like the best house to stay in touch with them and to find more friends.

Finding friends is something that I am particular worried about because I am the only new third year. All the other children already know each other and have friends and friend groups. But the cherry on top was that I am a teatchers child, Snapes to be completley clear.
No one semed to like my dad and I was sure that some children would make my life a living hell because of that.

I looked over the Gryffendor tabel, searching for a free spot to sit, preferably next to someone who was my age. I saw a free spot next to a raven haired boy with emerald green eyes, he looked kinda cute. On the other side of the table, in front of him sat a brunnet girl who seemed to be offendet by something the boy next to her said. He had gibger hair and was stuffing his face with food. He looked just like the twins, he was probably one of their Brothers that they told me about. The looked sympathic so I went over to their table.

"Hello, I am Biancas, Bianca Snape. Yes I am the daughter of Professor Snape.", I introduced myself to them.

The girl infront of me struck out her hand, "Nice to meet you Bianca Snape. I am Hermione Granger. I think we will get along grrat if you have your father inteligents but not his character.", she said and we laughed.

"I hope so, I answeared.", and we laughed again.

Hermione shot glaring looks at the boys, trying to signal them that they should introduce themself. The raven boy just looked at me like a sheep. The Red haired boy understood her wink.

"Won", he said while choocking on the chicken he was eating while talking.

Hermione rolled her eyes before she begun to explain.

"That is Ron Weasley. He is always eating. Food is his big love and his passion. If you ever see him not eating you are probably dreaming."

I laughed while Ron who just finished his meal shot her looks like he was wishing for her to fall dead to the ground.

"That's not true, she was always exagering."

"So you are litle brother of Fred and George Weasley?", I asked him.

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