Changing from within

Chapter Two

                                                                                  Changing from Within

                                                                                           Chapter two

                                                                                  Welcome to Slytherin

I glare at the hat as I take it off my head.

"I did not agree to that, at all." I inform it before dropping it sharply back onto the stool.

With a great reluctance, I turn from Hannah and Megan in Hufflepuff, Gregor in Ravenclaw and Steph in Gryffindor. I make my way slowly to the reluctantly clapping Slytherins.

I'm a Muggleborn.

I am of muggle blood and I have been put in Slytherin.

Swallowing sharply, I take a reluctant seat at the very edge of the table, carefully ensuring I am at the opposite side of the sneering Draco Malfoy.

To distract myself from my ultimate doom, I turn my attention to the stool I recently vacated to watch Michael Moon take his seat. He quickly gets sorted into Ravenclaw and takes a seat next to Gregor. Theodore Nott is called up.

"Slytherin." Well, I try and cheer myself up a bit, at least he doesn't look like he wants to murder me on the spot.

Pansy is called next, a smug smile on her face as she puts the hat on. The Patil twins are after, Padma in Ravenclaw and Parvati joining Steph, taking a seat next to Hermione. Harry is after, the roar coming from Steph's table is deafening as he walks over to them.

Peter Perks then makes Ravenclaw before Mary-Sally Anne becomes a Hufflepuff.

"Katherine Pollus," is called up next, I watch with baited breathe as she takes a seat, visibly shaking under the much too large hat.

"Ravenclaw," the hat decides, rather quickly. Katherine removes the hat and heads over to the Ravenclaw table. Once sitting down, she catches my eyes, looking lost among all those she barely knows. I answer in turn, nudging my head to the side, where I know half the house is glaring at me.

"Seaton Adam." I jerk at the name of my ex-boyfriend, turning from my silent conversation to watch as the minuscule guy swaggers up to the stool.

'What's he doing here? He doesn't even like Harry Potter! It's not scientific enough for him,' I blink, eyes not moving from the tiny, immature guy. Out of the side of my eye, I see Steph eyeing me with a smirk from her table.

"Don't you start!" I mouth, glaring daggers at her.

"Ravenclaw." The hat decides.

'That'll make things slightly easier.' I decide, having half expecting him to be put in Slytherin, I track him as he walks over to sit opposite the much taller form of Gregor, next to Katherine. By the way they both turn to Gregor, then me, I guess Gregor has quickly introduced Katherine to him.

Adam turns to me with a smirk, catches sight of the rest of my house and covers his mouth, but is unable to cover the shaking of his shoulders.

I narrow my eyes, promising retribution as Lisa Turpin, the third last student, goes to Ravenclaw.

Only two were left. Ron Weasely and Blaise Zagini. Once sorted, Blaise taking the seat directly opposite me, McGonagall takes the stool and the hat away and Dumbledore gets up. I stare at his pure white, super long beard in fascination ... As well as a distraction from the hate I'm sure to receive as soon as the feast starts.