Who's That New Girl?

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You make your way through the halls of Hogwarts for the very first time. You don't know what to expect. Your parents are Muggles. It was only a few years ago that you realized you were different from your parents. While they spent their time doing Muggle things, you weren't happy. You wanted something more. And now here you are. Your dreams have come true.

Right?

"Get out of the way!" a boy with blonde hair growls, shoving past you. When he does, he knocks the books right out of your hands. Your cheeks burn with humiliation as you rush to pick them back up. It's a little hard to do considering the stampede of students making their way to the Great Hall for the annual Sorting. Not only are you worried about being on your own for the very first time, but the impending doom of the Sorting Hat assigning your House for the remainder of your time at Hogwarts is enough to make you want to vomit.

Let me help," comes a soft voice. You look up to see a fourth-year boy with dark brown/black scraggly hair and green eyes hidden behind glasses. You suck in a breath and hold it, staring at the boy. Your mouth has gone completely dry, and you have no idea what to say.

The boy bends down and hands you your History of Magic book. You cradle the books to your chest as the both of you stand up straight. You still haven't said anything and hope that the silly things you're thinking aren't portrayed on your face.
"I'm Harry," the boy says, as if you didn't already know. Everyone knows who Harry Potter is. He's the boy who lived. If anyone is a celebrity in the world of magic, it's none other than Harry.

You try to slow your racing heart as you give him a small smile. "I'm Y/N." You gesture to your books. "Thanks for the help"
"Sure," Harry says, smiling.

The two of you make your way to the Great Hall. Harry walks alongside you through the corridors, following the mass of students. Finally both of you file into the Great Hall. Your eyes widen at how beautiful the room really is. It's huge- its ceiling is massive. You squint to see if you can find the top of it, but you can't. Candles loom in the air to brighten the room and give it a cheery glow. There are four long tables for the Houses, you presume, and already the older students are settling into their seats.

You notice Harry waving at his friends Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. You've heard of his friends as well. While they aren't as famous as Harry Potter, they've helped Harry solve many mysteries here at Hogwarts. Just two years ago they helped Harry save Ginny Weasley from the Chamber of Secrets.

"Good luck on your sorting," Harry says to you.
You smile. "Thank you. I'm a bit nervous."

"I was my first year, too," he admits. "But I'm glad that I'm in Gryffindor. It's really a wonderful House to be in."

"I suppose you're right," you say, your eyes trailing to the Slytherin table. Whatever happens,  you hope desperately that you don't end up in that House.

Harry follows your gaze to the table as well. He sighs. "I hope for your sake that you don't end up with Malfoy."

You look at the boy with the light blonde hair

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You look at the boy with the light blonde hair. As of right now, he's watching Harry Potter with disgust. You wonder what his problem is and why he doesn't like Harry, but don't say anything. Whatever it is, it's none of your business.

Harry taps on your shoulder. You l slightly at his touch before turning your gaze back to him. He gives you a kind smile and wishes his hopes that you'll be in Gryffindor. As he walks away to join his friends, you can't help but hope the same thing as well.

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