Footsteps. Lots of them.
Draco walked down the hallway, unaware of all the chatter.
" you heard it too?" And " that's right, a new girl" he heard many people say.
A new girl? He thought to himself.
How?....Hogwarts doesn't allow new people in seventh year. And a girl? How were they supposed to sort her?...
"Whatever. Get to class." He mumbled to himself.
The bell rang and riots of people were searching the halls. Draco followed the wizards and witches out of curiosity.
" stupid broom heads", he thought.
Then he understood. The new girl. She was getting sorted...?
" stand back, now," Professor Mcgonagall yelled to the children.
" I'm sure Ms.Grae doesn't want to be bothered with as she gets quickly sorted"
Draco sat against the wall facing the other way. How could they let her in? It didn't make sense. But he listened anyway.
" I heard she's a muggleborn" a gang of Hufflepuff girls said, kindly.
"Ha! A mud-blood!" He smirked.
He listened until finally the sorting hat gave in. Must of been hard.
" SLYTHERIN!" Yelled the hat.
Oh god. A mudblood, in Slytherin.
How? Oh boy, will she get it hard.
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Aftermath -A Harry Potter story-
FanfictionDraco spent the longest time only caring about him self....as as Slytherin does....but changes after the war spark a fire in him...and when THIS new light hits him, he'll do anything to achieve what his heart asks for...as a Slytherin does...
