The Misunderstood Malfoy

Part 2

I look around the room frantically, all eyes from every inch of the room are on me. I look over at the long brown table known as the Gryffindor table, they all start clapping and cheering. Although it appars to be loud all sounds merge together and all I hear is a buzzing sound. My eyesight gets blurry and I start to feel dizzy. That is, until a hand is placed on the small of my back. I look at Professor Mcgonagall and she motions for me to join the sludents in red. I step off the stool and my eyes focus. While still processing my house placement, I slowly walk over to the gryffindor table. Ginny scoots over and you take the space between Hermione and Ginny. "I'm so exited your a gryffindor!" Ginny cheers. I couldn't help but smile, maybe this won't be too bad.

You look at the two boys siting infront of you. Rons bright red hair flops above his eyes as he argues with the intense brunette. I laugh lighly and look over at Harry, his hair just as messy as Rons and his round glasses placed on the crook of his nose. He looked up at me and blushed when his bright blue eyes met my duller grey ones.

"Do you like hogwarts so far?" Ron questions, clearly noticing the silent tension.

"Yes, this school is lovely. And everyone here seems so nice!" I say with what feels like the biggest smile on my face.

"You're nothing like your brother are you?" Hermione mentions

"Let's hope not" Ron mumbles under his breath. I couldn't help but give him a ghastly look. A few seconds later he lets out a groan which leads me to believe that Hermione kicked him ever so hardly in the shin.

"Let the feast begin!" Different foods appear along the long table. It seemed as if you could find anything on the table from rice pudding to chicken drumsticks to steak strips.

I got lost in the moment, eating my entire weight worth of pudding when the main doors fly open. The great hall falls silent and I look over to see my parents rushing in full speed. They rush past me and draco grabbed my arm, pulling me up from the bench I was sat on.

"June come" He starts walking towards the front of the room where my parents stood leaning against the spot Dumbledore was sat.

"I've got to go" I said, waving to my new friends. As I got closer to the front I started to hear snips and pieces of their conversation.

"There has to be a mistake!"

"The sorting hat doesn't make mistakes Lucius, it never has and never will"

"Well there has to be something wrong, a malfoy in gryffindor. Can't be!"

"There must be something you can do"

"This could mess up our reputation!"

"Im sorry but-"

Dumbledore stops when he sees you standing behind them, "why hello y/n!" He says. Your family turns around to face you, you can tell your parents are upset by your placement. "Y/n dear will you please go take a seat at the Slytherin table" Narissa says, "she isn't a Slytherin Narissa, she's a gryffindor. She shall sit with the other gryffindors" Dumbledore says. You don't know what to do so you head back to the Gryffindor table, and once again all eyes are on you. You hear whispers from all around you, some good but most horrible. Before you know it all your emotions start flooding in and you rush out of the dinning hall.

Your holding back all your tears as you frantically run down the hallways. Your looking for the common rooms but since it's your first day your completely lost and stranded in the dark hallways. But from behind you a voice echos "y/n wait!" Your wiping tears off your cheeks as Harry runs up next to you. "What's wrong" he asks, you can't help but bawl your eyes out. He pulls you into a tight hug "I'm a failure" you say crying into his shoulder. "No you aren't y/n, don't say that" he says as he rubs your back. Harry smells of vanilla and wool, it's southing and helps calm you down.

After a few minutes go by, you step out of the hug. "thank you" you say, "anytime y/n" he says smiling at you. You look into his bright blue eyes, how can someone be this attractive? You can't help but blush as you look away, he smiles at your awkwardness and says "would you like me to show you to the common room?". You nod and follow him, the school is beautiful.

You get to the stairs and look around you, there's pictures all along the walls. You start to walk up the stairs when it moves! You fall backwards in shock but Harry catches you "woah, be careful" he laughs. "Sorry I didn't know the stairs move!" You say laughing as well. You finally get up to the common room, the door has a giant picture of a lady on it. Harry says something to the lady which makes her open the door "that's cool" you say still in awe. You walk into the common room. It's filled with couches, chairs, rugs and a fire place. Harry sits down on a dark red couch in front of the fire place. He pats on the spot next to him and says "come sit".

You join him on the couch, the fire in front of you is hot and feels wonderful on your face. You and Harry start talking about the school and all the classes, he gives you the run down on the good and bad teachers. You start talking about how much you hated homeschooling, Harry is starring at you smiling, you look over at him and get shy "sorry I'm rambling" you look the other way and scratch the back of your neck in embarrassment. "don't stop, it's cute" he laughs, you turn the other way and look into Harry's eyes again. He's perfect, why is he so perfect, you think. You and Harry talk for the rest of the night about everything. Your having so much fun with him when you realize it's now 12:56am

Ron comes slugging down the stairs "bloody hell, you two are still up? It's almost 1am" Ron says, he's currently in blue striped pajamas and has really messy hair. You look at Harry and he looks at you, you both laugh at what rons wearing. "Don't laugh, you should see Harry's pajamas. They're worse." Ron says. Harry gets red "well good night then Harry! I'll see you tomorrow" you say, "good night y/n, I had a lot of fun" he replies.

You walk into your room and take your shoes off, your feet are so sore from all the walking. You fall backwards on your bed and stare up at the ceiling. You can't stop thinking about Harry and the amazing day you had, and little do you know, Harry was thinking the exact same thing.