((Discontinued))Losing my Mind||Dan Howell x Reader -Year 1 and 2

9

We begin to walk up some stone stairs I was in a in the middle front of the group of people.

Phil and the others where only just in front of me I wanted to go up to them but I didn't want to interrupt anything.

Once we got to the top of the steps there was a teacher in a hat and wore blackish greenish ropes.

She then opened her mouth and began to speak.

"Welcome to Hogwarts. Now, in a few moments, you will pass through these doors and join your classmates. But before you can take your seats you must be sorted into your houses. They are Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin."

'I remember phil telling me about that'

"Now, while you are here, your house will be like your family. Your triumphs will earn you house points. Any rule breaking, and you will lose points. At the end of the year, the house with the most points is awarded the house cup"

A scared looking boy, spots his toad sitting near McGonagall. 'which I figured out through other students, I need to stop ease dropping' He jumps forward.

"Trevor! {McGonagall stares down at him} Sorry. {He backs away.}"

"The sorting ceremony will begin momentarily." She walked away.

The blonde boy with the slicked back hair began to walk over to Phils little group.

"It's true then, what they're saying on the train. Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts."

I hear people whispering his name I was confused. I step forward I was now just behind Dan.

"This is Crabbe, and Goyle" he nods to them.

"and I'm Malfoy...Draco Malfoy." Ron snickers at his name.

"Think my name's funny, do you? No need to ask yours. Red hair, and a hand me down robe? You must be a Weasley." He looks at Dan and phil "Hm a Raven haired pale boy must be a Lester the disgrace to the pure-bloods and you, Curley hair obnoxiously tall must be a Howell and he snickers"

I get angry out of nowhere

"Well soon find that some wizarding families are better than others, Potter. Dont want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there." And he held his hand out.

I just clenched my fist and looked down hoping he didn't see me.

"I think I can tell who the wrong sort are for myself, thanks." Harry says and i snicker very quietly, I can see Dans gaze upon me and I'm somehow blushing.

Draco glares at Harry. McGonagall returns and smacks him on the shoulder with a paper. He retreats with one last glare.

"We're ready for you now." Mcgonagall says and sees me and smiles.