"Slytherin!" I hear the hat yell. A table full of students wearing green and silver striped ties immediately begin cheering.
No.
No, no, no, no, no.
This can't be happening to me.
I can't be Slytherin.
This can't be real.
My parents will disown me.
I spot my two older brothers sitting at the Gryffindor table looking stunned. Everyone had been expecting me to be a Gryffindor. Everyone in my family is a Gryffindor door. That's just how it is. All the McGees were in Gryffindor, that's just the way things went.
I slowly step off the stool and begin making my way towards the cheering table.
I feel my brothers' eyes on me, and i know they're disappointed, and quite possibly disgusted.
I can't help but to recall the night before.
"You're gonna love Hogwarts Clarisse!" Peter had said
"And if you ever get lost or need help, we're gonna be right there along with you." Andrew had added.
I had been so sure I was going to get Gryffindor. There was no doubt in my mind. This had to be some kind of mistake.
I'd have to find professor Dumbledore tomorrow and ask him if there had been some kind of mistake.
I reach the table and sit down on the long bench next another first year who had been called before me.
He turns to me, smiles, and sticks out his hand to shake.
"Hello, I'm Draco Malfoy"
