Resorting of fifth year

Hogwarts

The train ride to hogwarts was awkward as little conversation was made and nervous glances were shared between the two groups ,Slytherin and Gryffindor, the only conversation made was when the gryffindorks said a quick goodbye as they were leaving the compartment, now that they were gone we had started to get changed into our robes, we needn't worry about getting placed in any other house,
"Now that they are gone" I said with a harsh tone in my voice, pansy looked at me suspiciously, as if I would do something like that,
"The thing you were going to say?" I said trying to sound as concerned as possible, Pansy lips turned into a small O,
     "Well now that nobody can interrupt me, I wanted to tell you that-" she was cut off by a bang on the train. The water dripped down the window like a water fall, now covering the view of the mountainous area,
     "OH FOR SALAZARS SAKE" she exclaimed in anger. Bang. The lights were off and the train was swaying side to side, I started to get nervous my heart sped up as I felt my hands get clammy. My robes started to sway in fear with me, just as I felt like I was going to have a panic attack, the lights had turned on and were now glowing a tinge of yellow across the compartments. I heard an abundance of giggles escape my friends mouths, I through my hands into a position that said 'what?' And my eyebrows knitted in confusion,
       "You were so scared!" Pant shouts out a tear escaping the corner of her eye, Blaise nodding and laughing backing her up,
       "A Malfoy? Scared? You wish" I said as a comeback or at least a tried comeback, they just continued to talk and we finally got out pansy's big secret, she thinks she's gay. She said she was scared that we would hurt her but we told her we'd always love her no matter what.
             We finally arrived at Hogsmeade station as we hurried to get into a carriage first, word got around that Potter had fainted on the train when a dementor got close. What a wimp can't even last a minute with a dementor, I wonder what'll happen when he tries to defeat Voldemort. The one thing that I'm dreading about this resorting is that there is a slight chance that he will be put in Slytherin because what was the sorting hats first choice when he put it on? Slytherin. Fucking. Slytherin, I will NOT be able to continue on in life if he is to become a Slytherin. I can't fucking wait to wind him up about the whole fainting fiasco! What a laugh this will be. Whilst we were in the carriage we made more conversation about anything and everything,mostly about potter, when pansy had the nerve to say this,
       "It's so obvious you like Potter, fucking make out already"
Pardon the fuck? Let me think... no, no way in hell I mean he may be a little cute- what the fuck don't say that, he is in no way cute or attractive he's Potter. She looked as if she was going to continue but got the hint to stop as I gave her the 'say one more fucking thing and I'll brake your neck and bury you were no one can find you look' but me being me I had to get one last thing in there,
        "But you like granger girl, right?" I said snarkily, waiting for a bite, her face reddened as she had a strop at me and said that she didn't like her. We mustn't have realised how long we were talking for as we were already at the front door of Hogwarts, the scuttling of feet filled the fresh air of the hills as a few familiar faces past. As always, we could not go in just yet. We had to be stopped by McGonigal for the usual talk about the dorms and she told the group to sit in the dining table but make no noise as a 'special event is about to happen'. Neville, being the dumbest, asked a question in which all he got in reply were the famous wrinkly lips gesture from the professor.
              Everybody made their way to the great hall to their corresponding tables, but something was different all the third years were called up to the front ,it seemed like I was the only one who new what was coming,
"You May be wondering why I have called you up here and this is because a resorting will commence, this will work as it did in the first year I call your name and you come up to the stool and sit on it" said McGonagal, a loud eruption of 'ugh's emitted around the room. No worry was in my mind, nothing could possibly go wrong. The names started to get called out but I ignored half of them until it was my turn,
"Malfoy, Draco"the Professor bellowed
"You don't need to get up here no change
in my opinion the first time " said the sorting hat.
I made my way to the slytherin table highfiving my friends and random people along the way, what could go wrong?
      "Potter, Harry" a booming voice called out, I turned my attention back to the sorting hat. Har- Potter sat down elegantly on the chair, he's kinda cute. What the fuck stop, anyway, disgusting saint potter took a seat on the stool with everyone's eyes directed to him the she-weasels were burning a hole into them. Pathetic, the hat began to ramble on about him having "so many traits of each house" as it's  rambling was over, the hall fell deadly quiet,
         "As I said the first time, Slytherin!" It boomed.
Pardon. The. Fuck. Potter a slytherin? I think the fuck not. I will have a rant and no body, not one singular person wants to hear me rant for an hour,
        "This is outrageous! Slytherin? He's too much of a coward to be in here! He isn't cunning at all!" I said way too loud, all eyes landed on me most giving me death stares,
        "I hate to agree with that git, but he's right this is outrageous!" Saint potter said. Peoples eyes turned away from me now laying them upon the "chosen one" like, I'm so fucking sorry but I refuse. R E F U S E to be in the same house as potter,
       "I'm terribly sorry Mr Potter, but that is not how it works" McSlagagol said.
I can't fucking deal with this, to hell with this year.