Sorted Into Dorms

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Pansy's POV

We walked (Okay, strutted... you're never too proud to strut) inside the Great Hall. My eyes subconsciously wandered over to the Gryffindor table and I saw Granger and Wealsey staring at us. The red head's mouth of open so wide he looked like a fish. 

For a second I got the impulsive urge to sit with them, just so Harry had some other people to be there for him. But I quickly put that thought away. 

I continued on my way to the Slytherin table, the boys walking behind me. Everyone in the hall was staring at us. I chose to ignore them. 

I could practically feel Harry's nervous energy from behind me, I just hoped he wasn't showing his fear. 

After what felt like years we gt to the Slytherin table and sat down. Now that our footsteps weren't making noise the silence was deafening. 

Suddenly, as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened, McGonagall spoke from teachers table. She explained everything new that was happening but I was too focused on quietly calming Harry down. 

Once her big speech was done she dismissed everyone to their separate dorms. 

The noise was so loud I could hardly hear myself think, but one noise rose above the rest. 

McGonagall, from up at the stands. 

"Oh and the Gay Gang... I just thought I should let you know. Dumbledore would be proud."

I smiled fondly, and wiped a stray tear from Harry's eye.

~

We started heading to the eighth year dorms with everybody else. 

I already knew Harry's plan for the night, and I couldn't say mine was much different.

Avoid all human interaction and go straight to our room. 

That plan however failed, when we got to the portrait of a young girl holding a daffodil flower. (A/N I chose this painting for the eighth years because they have been through war and a daffodil flower symbolizes rebirth and new beginnings <3)

The girl stopped us before we could say the password and spoke to us. 

"You will be given three hours to relax and calm your thoughts before you get sorted for your dorms." She told us. I nodded and muttered the password before walking in. 

The second the four of us were in the common room, sitting in an desolate corner Harry rounded on me. 

"What the heck did she mean 'resorted into our dorms?!" He whisper shouted so as not to draw attention.

I smiled encouragingly. "It's fine. She just means that the sorting hat are sorting us into dorm rooms of around five people that best match our personality. There are only five girls so they'll get one dorm. And they are ten boys so there will be two different dorms for them."

Harry nodded looking at be more at peace now he knew what was going on.

"So we have three hours to kill... what say we go up to the RoR and relax a bit?" I asked. 

They all shrugged and we started walking. 

~

Once we were at the Room of Requirement I walked past the doors three times thinking of a comfy place. 

It's door opened to reveal a wooden living room area.

Blaise instantly dropped on the couch, where me, Harry and Dray took some beanbags. 

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