Harry Potter AUS

"the hat is never wrong " (part 2)

Y/N pov

The feast was coming closer to it's end and you had talked to few students in your house. They all seemed like people, you could get along with. Still, you were so confused and terrified, you hadn't been able to eat anything. You could feel many pairs of eyes on you - it must have created a lot of mixed emotions.

Without a warning, you felt a tap on your shoulder, making you turn around. "We need to talk to you", your brother Percy mumbled sweetly as he helped you out of your seat. You swallowed heavily glancing at your housemates - they all looked so displeased about the Gryffindors next to our table. With an awkward smile you left the Great Hall with your brothers.

"What the bloody hell?", your twin Ronald questioned unnecessarily loudly. You had no idea, how to answer to his question. Percy gave all of your brothers a troubled look and then examined you with a scared gaze in his eyes. Silence filled the hallway. You could hear the blood pumping though your veins and the heartbeats crashing against your skull. You had never heard silence so scary and all of you, the Weasleys happened to be naturally quite loud - that fact made everything even more terrifying.

"Please, say something! This can't be so abnormal!". You couldn't take the silence anymore. As you shouted, you noticed how your voice was shaky and cracking up a bit. You were definitely panicking.

"It's just.. We're always in Gryffindor.. I'm certain that Ginny will be sorted into Gryffindor too-", Fred declared quietly. "- and everyone in our family has been in Gryffindor..- until now". He wasn't really helping the fact, that you were extremely frightened. Was being a Slytherin really so horrendous? There must have been good wizards in Slytherin too.

"Fred, can't you see you're making her even more scared? Maybe the hat was just wrong"

"But Percy, McGonagall said, that the hat is never wrong". That was when undeniably intense argument between the four of your brothers started. You weren't even able to listen to them without mixing up their voices - you just listened to the loud sentences fly out of their mouths and watched angry glares being shared between their eyes.

Suddenly, you too, were annoyed. Not scared, not anxious, just purely annoyed by your older brothers. "Stop!", you shouted at the top of your lungs. It didn't shock you, when your brothers stopped arguing and instantly looked at you surprised. Your mother had thought you well.

"Stop arguing about me being sorted into Slytherin? You didn't even ask, how I felt about all of it. Don't I, for some non-existent reason, have a say in this?!". Surely, your brothers started to feel at least a bit guilty after they'd gotten over the fact, that you had voice almost as strong as your mother. "There are actually some nice people in Slytherin", you softened your voice.

"Nice? We've never met a nice Slyt-"

"Yes, Fred, nice. Do you want to know how I know that? I actually talked to them. I didn't just look at them with disgust or avoid them because you've told me bad things about Slytherins. How do you think a first year student like me would feel, if they were sorted into Slytherin, but got mocked off the stage right after the hat had chosen his words? Probably extremely devastated. I wasn't rude to them and they were nice, and not because I'm a Slytherin too - you all should try it once in a while. Not all Slytherins are bad", you stopped your brother from finishing his sentence. Yes, you happened to fear the ones who were in Slytherin at first, but you weren't mean to them. You could see your brothers looking at you with apologetic eyes and sweet smiles.

"Maybe you're right", Ron mumbled with a smile.

"I know I'm right. There's no maybe". A laughter got past my lips which made few giggles slip out of my brothers mouth.

"Look, I'm sorry. We all are. And just keep in mind, that we will love you - no matter what", Percy apologized and pulled me into a hug that turned into to an awkward group-hug in seconds.