CHAPTER: the sorting ceremony
"First years, first years this way!" a big guy with frizzy long hair and a long beard shouted. Camilla doesn't know where to go, so she just stands at the platform awkwardly. The big man notices this and goes towards her.
"Miss Withlock?" he asks politely.
"Yes, that's me," she replies just as politely.
"Dumbledore told me that you'll be going with the first years since it's your first time also. Hasn't anyone told you that?" she shakes her head no. He leads her to where the first years are standing. They go into the boats and she sits down with three other students. They don't glare at her or whisper about her. Muggleborn; she thinks to herself. Probably why they let me sit with them. They don't know about me... yet.
When they get closer to the school, Camilla gets to see how beautiful Hogwarts is. It's far different from photos or small film clips. It's stunning. Bright lights are shining down on the waters and the castle looks so much bigger than she imagined it was. Everything that happened on the train and the days prior suddenly diapered. The closer she got to the castle the more she felt like home. She hadn't even stepped a foot inside the school yet, but ever since she stepped out on the platform she got this familiar feeling.
All of them stepped off the boats and started walking up the long stairs to where the great hall entrance is. After a few long minutes, they were standing just outside the great hall. A woman in a long green dress with a matching green hat and grey hair that was neatly set up in a low bun approached them. Camilla recognizes the old lady right away. Professor Minerva McGonagall, deputy headmistress. She took first a look over everyone and when she spotted Camilla, she stared a little longer at her than the others before she started talking.
"Welcome first years. Now, in a few moments, you will pass through these doors and join your classmates. But before you take your seats, you must be sorted into your houses. They are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Now while you're here your house will be like your family. Your triumphs will earn you points. Any rule breaking and you will lose points. At the end of the year, the houses with the most points are awarded the house cup. The Sorting Ceremony will begin momentarily." McGonagall says.
She leaves for a few minutes before she comes back to get everyone. All of them follow the professor into the great hall. There are four long tables where each house has its own and at the end of the room is a table where all the professors and the headmaster are seated. She spots Draco looking at her, but she doesn't look at him. She also spots the golden trio sitting at the Gryffindor table together with the Weasleys, but she is too scared to even look at them. Especially after what happened at the burrow.
After they found out her last name, all of them stopped talking to her. It was so hard to stay with them when none of them even acknowledge her presence. Except for Molly and Mr Weasley. They acted civil against her, but not in the same loving way they were to Harry or Hermione. At least they were nice enough to let her stay until the school year started.
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camellia withlock│draco malfoy ✓
Fanfictie| currently in editing. if you still want to read it, then go ahead:) the edited one will be published on my account under a "new" book | '𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒏𝒐 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆.' --- Camellia Withlock never expected to be a witch like in...