~Sorting~

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A few hours of talking and having fun later, the Hogwarts Express reached it's destination. "Alright guys, see you later in Hufflepuff" says Woody, and he leaves, leaving me and Kyle wondering: "what the fuck is Hufflepuff?" Will, who just was about to leave, turns back to us, and says: "don't you know? Here in Hogwarts we work with houses. The clever ones will go to Ravenclaw, the brave ones go to Gryffindor, the mighty ones are in Slytherin, and Hufflepuff are basically the left overs. Anyway, I have to go, see you later in Ravenclaw. You just have to follow that half giant over there."

As soon as Kyle and I join the group standing around the half giant, we are all put in boats. I'm in the boat with Kyle and the half giant. I notice he's watching at me. When I'm about to ask him why, he asks me for my name. "My name is Dan Smith, and that guy over there is Kyle Simmons. What's your name?" Confused he looks at me. "Me is Hagrid. But I'd swear..... Is your mum called Lily Smith?" I tell him she isn't, although that is my mum. I just have to keep this act.

Nervously I'm waiting for my turn. I hardly even pay attention to Kyles sorting, knowing I'll be the next one. I notice just enough to know he's in Gryffindor. Well deserved if you ask me. Now let me please be in the house of one of my friends. "Daniel Campbell Smith". I walk to the front, everyone's eyes casted on me, and I put the hat on my head. Suddenly it starts to speak.
"The first Slytherin of Potters blood
Will change this world for his own good
Closed doors will open, old enemy's return
Potter is our only hope
Hogwarts will burn"
It seems like I'm the only one hearing this, the others are just impatiently waiting. It's silent for a few seconds, and then the hat screams through the hall. "Slytherin!"

I'm in Slytherin. I don't even want power, I disgust it. I'm a shame for my family, the first Slytherin, what will they think of me? And what was that silly poem about? Is that the only reason they put me in Slytherin? Because of my fucking blood?! I've just made friends and we now already have to split up. We are all in different houses, we're each others competitors now.

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