The Houses

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Every first year student goes up to the stage and the sorting hat is placed on their head, Hermione goes to gryffindor with Neville and Ron and Pansy, Blaise and Draco goes into slytherin house. It is now time for Harry to be sorted.

"Hmm. Difficult. Very difficult. Plenty of courage, I see. Not a bad mind either. There's talent, oh my goodness, yes — and a nice thirst to prove yourself, now that's interesting... So where shall I put you?" said the sorting hat.

"Not Slytherin, not Slytherin"

"Not Slytherin, eh? Are you sure? You could be great, you know, it's all here in your head, and Slytherin will help you on the way to greatness, no doubt about that — no? Well, if you're sure — better be GRYFFINDOR!"

After the dinner everyone one went to their dormitory to sleep, so they could start their classes in the morning, but back in slytherin house, not everyone was asleep.

"Stupid Potter who does he think he is, he isn't the king of us all. How dare he reject my friendship." Cried Draco.

"Draco, maybe you should give it a rest, he marked his place. He doesn't want to be friends with you. Look it's too late for this, I'm going to bed" Said Blaise

"Same, as much I would love to spend time screaming bloody murder with you. i'm a girl, I'm not aloud in your dorm. I could get caught any minute now. Good night Draco." said Pansy.

Draco refused to sleep, he needs to be his friend, but he knew now that it would be hard, so he decides to become enemies with him so he could be closer to him.

"Draco POV: Why did harry not want to be my friend, I could of treated him like a king. Hopefully Father will demand for me to be in his class... I'll do anything to be his friend"


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