This is a collab with my friend SecretxLove who is writing the same story but in her characters point of view Jacela. :) Enjoy!
Pansy was sitting opposite me staring into a mirror fiddling with her plait. The bumping was getting on my freakin nerves. We were on the train, on our way to Hogwarts. I’m pretty excited, I’ve heard about funny things that used to happen there and I couldn’t wait to cause some trouble. I had my letter ages ago and have been planning something to cause trouble for ages. I’ve brought loads of stink bombs with me, they should be fun to let off in the bathrooms.
“Pansy, will you quit that!” My little sister Pansy was so annoying. I can’t believe she’s even my sister. She’s such a wimp.
“Just because I care what I look like!” She retorted. It’s true; she spends three hours getting ready to just go to the shop for like, five minutes. I just stick my hair in a ponytail and stick on a pair of jeans and t-shirt and leave, but yet I still look better than her. She’s got a funny nose that sticks out and makes her look like a bird.
“That’s because I don’t have to try and cover my nose” I said smirking at her. That was her one weakness that made her so upset every time someone mentioned it, so me, being me decided to bring it up every time she annoyed me. Which is a lot.
“Shut up!” She screamed chucking her mascara at my head as I laughed at her fuming face and put the mascara in my pocket for later, who can argue with a free mascara? She went bright red with rage and sat huffing and puffing the rest of the way there. Which to me was highly amusing.
Eventually the train came to a stop and Pansy ran away from me, nearly in tears, I laughed as she ran through the crowd, I left the train and stood on the platform deciding who to play a trick on first when I got to Hogwarts.
“O Firs’ years! Over ere!” I went over to the huge man with a scraggly beard and stood in the line behind a boy with dark brown hair. He looked pretty cool so I decided he wouldn’t be the first to smell one of the stink bombs I had tucked in the pocket of my robes.
I spotted by childhood best friend Jacela Vakarian over all the other students head, she grinned at me before following the crowd to the back of the line. Once we were all together, we were led to a grassy bank by a pond and when you looked up, you could see the castle in the distance, known as Hogwarts. The school I was going to be in for the next seven years, if I wasn’t expelled that is.
We all climbed four in a boat and started our way across the lake, there was another three people in the boat with me, a girl and two boys, nobody that interesting though. They all looked like they would be in Ravenclaw or Gryffindor, Ugh. One of the guy’s in my boat fell and screamed as he went the water before a purple tentacle popped out and quickly pushed him back in, most people gasped but I knew that would happen, so did the huge guy who had told us his name was Hagrid. I had read about in Hogwarts a history. I may be evil but I still like reading. There were all sorts of things in this lake, mermaids, octopuses’ etc. The Slytherin common room was in the dungeon and if you looked through the window, you saw everything in the lake. Yep, the Slytherin common room is in the water, Clever huh?
I can’t wait for the sorting ceremony. I am a true Slytherin and know for a fact that I will be put in Slytherin like my mum, Bellatrix Lestrange. She was a follower of the Dark lord, Voldemort who was also my father. People say they are glad he is gone but most are still afraid to speak his name, I wish he was still alive; I’d love to be a follower just like my mum, everybody was scared of him which gave him power. I would do anything for power. My sister Pansy is nothing like me and my mum, she’s more of a Hufflepuff person which shames me but maybe she’ll probably be put into Slytherin because of her blood. I would much rather that than having a sister in Hufflepuff. I blew up her room with loads of stink bombs this morning and she woke up shouting and screaming because of the smell. My mum just laughed and congratulated me on it. She likes it when I’m evil. Apparently I carry on the tradition unlike Pansy. There is one thing Pansy always wants of mine, and that’s my boyfriends. She chooses to like everyone I go out with and tries her best to get with them instead of me. Silly girl. I’m so much better looking so they always choose me.
We eventually got up to the castle grounds and Hagrid led us through the entrance and into a room where you could hear the shouts from the people in the great hall. We met another woman called Professor McGonagall. Hagrid left and slowly McGonagall led us through the doors to the great hall and told us to stand in a long line, waiting for our names to be called out on the list so we could go and be sorted by the sorting hat. I stood impatiently waiting for my name.
“Stephen Longbottom!” Professor McGonagall screeched, Stephen walked up the cold stone steps and sat down on the old wooden stool looking scared and frightened as the ripped, stinking Sorting Hat was placed on top of his dark brown hair.
“Hufflepuff” The Sorting Hat bellowed to the pupils as Stephen got up and walked to the applauding table. This process continued with all the new pupils.
“Katie Longbottom!”
“Hufflepuff”
“Pansy Lestrange!”
“Slytherin”
“Aimee Black!”
“Ravenclaw”
“Jessica Demetri!”
“Slytherin” I saw her with Jacela earlier stuttering like a freak. I don’t think I’m gonna like her. She seemed pretty shocked when it gave her Slytherin, can’t help feeling sorry for the girl when she had so much to live up to in Slytherin.
“Brooke Lestrange!” This was it, I knew I would be a Slytherin but it was still exciting. I rushed up to the stool and waited smirking as it screeched before barely touching my head.
“Slytherin”
As I walked down the stone walkway to the cheering table my brown eyes connected with Scorpius Malfoy’s ice blue eyes, he winked as I sat down on the spare seat opposite from him, I smiled back confidently, confidence always makes a girl look beautiful. I knew him from my mum’s description, he was Draco Malfoy’s son, and boy was he hot.
I turned around to face the front of the room as my best friend Jacela Vakarian was called up.
“Jacela Vakarian!”
“Slytherin”
I grinned, “No surprise.”
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That's the first chapter.. :) Remember, if you want to read the same story but from Jacela's point of view then go check out my friends page SecretxLove.
Brooke x
