Now you've all heard of Hermione Granger, but have you heard of Andromeda Malfoy? Two girls born into two very different families. Lucius and Narcissa were overjoyed when they discovered they'd had twins. Narcissa decided to name her daughter after...
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Andromeda's POV
We arrived at Hogsmeade station and got off of the train. I had to sit with Draco and his friends on the boat ride. But I saw the tall man give Neville his toad and smiled. We reached the castle and got out of the boats. The man took us into the castle where we're meet by stern looking woman. Who looks to be in her early fifties.
"The firs years, Professor McGonagall" the man tells her.
"Thank you, Hagrid. I will take them from here" she tells him. Oh so he's the Game keeper, thought he'd be taller. We follow Professor McGonagall across the flagged stone floor.I can hear the drone of hundreds of voices from the double doors to the right. The rest of the school must be in there already.
Professor McGonagall showed us to an empty chamber off of the hall. She welcomes us, tells us about the different houses. Then suggested we smarten up little while we waited for the hall to be ready for us. While we waited three ghosts appeared.
"New students!" a fat ghost exclaims spotting us. "About to be Sorted, I suppose?" he asks us. Some of us nod our heads. "Hope to see you in Hufflepuff! My old house, you know" he tells us. So he must be the fat Friar and the other two must be other house ghosts.
"Move along now" a sharp voice tells them and I notice Professor McGonagall has returned. "The sorting ceremony is about to start" she tells them and they disappear through another wall. "Now, form a line and follow me" she tells us and we do as we're told.
We go back into the entrance hall and then go through the double doors into the great hall. Draco and I look up at the ceiling that looks like the night sky. "Its bewitched to look like the sky outside. I read about it in Hogwarts, A History" I tell him. He rolls his eyes, but nods his head.
We reached the front of the hall and lined up along it. I look at the hat on the four legged stool. The rip near the brim opened wide like a mouth and the hat began to sing:
"Oh, you may not think I'm pretty,
But don't judge on what you see,
I'll eat myself if you can find
A smarter hat than me.
You can keep your bowlers black,
Your top hats sleek and tall,
For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat
And I can cap them all.
There's nothing hidden in your head
The Sorting Hat can't see,
So try me on and I will tell you
Where you ought to be.
You might belong in Gryffindor,
Where dwell the brave at heart,
Their daring, nerve, and chivalry
Set Gryffindors apart;
You might belong in Hufflepuff,
Where they are just and loyal,
Those patient Hufflepuffs are true
And unafraid of toil;
Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw, if you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind;
Or perhaps in Slytherin
You'll make your real friends,
Those cunning folk use any means
To achieve their ends.
So put me on! Don't be afraid!
And don't get in a flap!
You're in safe hands (though I have none)
For I'm a Thinking Cap!" The hall erupts into applause. When they went quiet Professor McGonagall unrolls a scroll.
"Now when I call your name, you'll come forward and I shall place the sorting hat on you head. And you'll be sorted into you houses" she states. "Hannah Abbot" she calls and a blonde haired girl steps forward.
"Hufflepuff" the sorting hat announces when it was placed onto her head. Susan Bones was also placed into Hufflepuff. But Terry Boot was placed into Ravenclaw and Lavender Brown into Gryffindor. Millicent Bulstrode was placed into Slytherin.
The sorting hat continued to sort the students until it was Hermione's turn. "Hermione Granger!" McGonagall calls. Hermione approaches the stool looking a little nervous.
"Gryffindor" the hat announces and she smiles as she joins the Gryffindor table. Neville to was placed into Gryffindor. And then Professor McGonagall called my name.
"Don't let us down Andromeda" Draco tells me as I pass him. I take a deep calming breath and sit on the stool. The sorting hat is placed onto my head.
'Mhm difficult, very talented and brave. But a thirst to prove yourself to your family. A want for freedom, but also a fear of being alone. Where to put you?' the hat muses inside my head.
'Please Slytherin, I do not want to lose my family' I beg.
'Not the best house for you, but if that is your wish so be it. Slytherin!" he shouts. Draco gives me proud smirk as I joined the Slytherin table. Before the sorting hat could even touch Draco's head, it shouted "Slytherin!"
Draco smirked and joined me. "Look Professor Snape looks very pleased" he tells me pointing to his godfather. Who's our head of house. I don't know who my godmother is, I've never meet her. Mum said I never would and never told me who she is. As father would be furious if he knew.
Just then Harry Potter was sorted into Gryffindor. When Blaise Zabini was sorted into Slytherin and sat down on the opposite side of the girl beside me. Professor Dumbledore stands from his seat. "Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Before we begin our banquet, I would like to say a few words. And here they are: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak! Thank you" he says and sits down. As the students clap and cheer.
The feast appears and I grab some food. Then eat slowly, like a lady while Draco stuffs his face. "Hello, I'm Andromeda Malfoy. What's your name?" I ask the girl beside me.
"Gemma Farley, prefect" she says shaking my hand. "This is my cousin Blaise Zabini" she adds.
"Hello" Blaise says smiling.
"Is Dumbledore always like that?" Draco asks Gemma.
"Pretty much" she says shrugging. "Glad you both are in Slytherin, it's been awhile since a member to the Black and Malfoy blood line was in slytherin. I'm sure your parents will be proud you are continuing the family legacy" she states.
"Yes, proud" I mumble suddenly losing my appetite. Sure I want my parents to be proud and I thought I'd be happy in Slytherin. As it'd make them happy. But it just doesn't feel right for some reason. When the feast was over Gemma and the other prefect took us first years to the Slytherin Common Room. I called it an early night.
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Gif above of Draco being sorted and picture on the external link of Gemma Farley.
