Hey! I'm the author of this series, and I'd just like to get a couple things clear before I start.
This is going to eventually lead up to Drarry. Its boy x boy, so I you don't want that, I warned you. Secondly, if it's in italics, it will be the thoughts of someone. This will mainly be from Harry's POV, but I might change it as the story progresses.
Also, this is going to be a very brief introduction, I hope you all have read the books or even watched the movies before reading this.
Also, this is fluff, so please don't expect me to write something smutty, I won't. And this is an AU. So I'm basically rewriting some events. Don't forget to comment and tell me if I did anything wrong.
ENJOY!!
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I, Harry Potter, am nervous. There were a number of reasons for this. Any moment now, that Witch who seemed to be very much in charge, --- what was her name? McDonald? --- She was going to come in any second and have us all walk into a room full of students, and well, I'm nervous.
Then the Witch in the green hat walked through the doors.
"I am Professor McGonagall," She announced. Close enough, I thought, as I wiped my sweaty palms on my newly-bought robes. "You will now be sorted into your houses. You houses will be like your homes. You will compete against the others to win the house cup each year."
A competition? That sounds fun, I thought, grinning.
"Now follow me, and you will be sorted." The old witch turned around and led the first years out into the Great Hall.
They all stood in a crowd. I took the time I had waiting to look at the people around me.
One was a boy with flaming red hair and freckles.
Another was a girl with extremely frizzy brown hair.
The last person I saw was a boy with white-blond slicked back hair. I could tell this boy was of a higher class then everyone else, he radiated importance.
One by one, everyone was sorted. From what I could tell, there were four houses: Slytherin, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Gryffindork? No, that couldn't be right....
"Hermione Granger!"
The girl with the frizzy hair walked up and sat on the stool. The sorting hat was placed upon her head and shouted: "GRYFFINDOR!" So that was it, I thought.
"Draco Malfoy!"
The boy with the slicked back hair walked up and sat on the stool. The hat barely even touched his head before yelling: "SLYTHERIN!"
The table with students in green applauded, and the boy --- Draco Malfoy --- went to sit over at that table.
"Harry Potter!"
The room fell silent. I walked up and sat on the stool nervously. The hat was lowered onto my head and I heard a voice.
Hmm, said the voice of the hat. You would be great in Slytherin.... it mused. I had no problem with that house, as I had no prior knowledge, so I shrugged, thinking that the hat must know what it's doing. I mean, I'm just an eleven year old kid, that's a thousand year old talking hat. What do I know?
"SLYTHERIN!" It yelled.
The students at the table in green --- the Slytherin table --- stood up and cheered loudly. All the other houses look fairly disappointed. As I walked over to the table, I saw the boy from earlier, Draco Malfoy, gesture to sit next to him. I was somewhat surprised by the kindness, and saw no reason not to.
"Hello. I'm Draco Malfoy, it's a pleasure to meet you," he commented as I sat down next to him.
"I'm Harry Potter, and the feeling is mutual," I smiled, thinking I had just made a friend.
"Ronald Weasley!"
I turned back to the hat.
The boy with the red hair and freckles nervously sat down on the stool.
"He's a Weasley," said a voice next to me. I turned to see it was Draco. "You'll soon see that some wizarding families are better than others," he said with a sigh. Before I could ask him what he meant, he turned back to the sorting.
"GRYFFINDOR!"
The rest of the sorting went rather quickly, and it was time for a couple announcements, then they would eat.
The lead wizard, whose name I had learned was Albus Dumbledore stepped forward. He was very old, and had a very crooked nose. "Now, as you all might already know, the Forbidden Forest, the forest bordering Hogwarts, is strictly off limits. Also, the the third-floor corridor is now off limits to all those who do not wish to die a horrible death." A murmur rippled through the crowd. "But now, let the banquet begin!"
Food materialized onto the plates, and everyone began eating.
After everyone had finished the amazing food, all houses were led to their respective common rooms. I walked with Draco, and we chatted a bit, basically it was me asking about some history of Hogwarts.
Soon, the crowd was being led down. "Where are we?" I asked, looking around.
"The dungeons. That's where the Slytherin dorm is located, of course." Draco said, as if it were obvious.
We walked down into the Slytherin common room, and I gasped.
The Slytherin colors (green and silver, apparently) were everywhere, but there was a whole wall of glass, where you could see a gigantic lake. Every so often a weird creature would pop-up, than swim off.
"Cool, huh?" said a girl behind me, nudging my arm. I turned and saw she had black hair in a shoulder-length bob. "I'm Pansy Parkinson, by the way."
"I'm Harry Potter. Pleasure to meet you," I said with a smile.
"Alright all of you first years, off to bed!" said a mean looking boy with a sneer, he looked to be about 15.
Everyone quickly went to their respective dorms. I quickly claimed a bed with green and silver next to Draco. Everyone got changed and went to bed.
I lay awake in my bed, staring at the ceiling, thinking.
Everyone seems to know who I am. Granted, Hagrid told me I was famous, but I didn't think it would be this much. The other houses looked so disappointed when I was sorted into Slytherin, I thought. Well, at least I have a friend, and his name is Draco Malfoy.
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Hey guys!! I hope you liked that, but it's one of my first fanfics, so don't expect it to be amazing. When I finish this whole thing I might rewrite it, so yeah. I really hoped you enjoyed :D
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Harry Potter In Slytherin
FantasyWhat if, all those years ago, the Sorting Hat had actually sorted The Boy Who Lived into Slytherin? This is what I imagine would have happened. Enjoy. Also one more thing... this is gonna end up being a yaoi. If you don't like that kind of stuff, do...