Of Finches & Firsts

The Firsts of Many

Notes:

Before we begin, I would like to say thank you so much for taking the time to check out this story, it means a lot <3 I'd like to add a disclaimer that this is my first story here and it's intimidating to write for a fandom that already has so much amazing work dedicated to it. With that being said, I apologize if anything I write isn't 100% accurate. I haven't fully read the books & I'm in the process of rewatching the movies. Also, if you're wondering what inspired me to write this story & reignite my love for HP, it was definitely being stuck on Draco tiktok.

Anyways, off we go !

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The first time Eleanora Finch (or Ellie, as she preferred to be called), ever saw Draco Malfoy was at the sorting hat ceremony their first year at Hogwarts. She thought he was striking upon first sight, with his silver grey eyes contrasting with his nearly white hair. She knew he would leave a lasting impression upon whoever looked at him, and she very much envied him for it. She was as plain a Jane as they came, with her average brown locks and average brown eyes. She couldn't keep her eyes off of him for the rest of the night, drawn to, not just his features, but the mysterious aura that surrounded him.

When her name had gotten called for the sorting, she was incredibly nervous for many reasons:

1. For the house she was going to be sorted into that would shape her life for the next 7 years.

2. For the several hundreds of eyes watching her as she went up the steps. 

3. For the white haired boy who she seemed to have developed the tiniest little crush on.

Thankfully, she made it without tripping and making a complete fool of herself, and she was pleasantly surprised to find out that the house she'd be sorted into was:

"Hufflepuff," the storing hat declared, and a thunderous applause followed suit.

She smiled, looking towards the table with the yellow cladded students as they cheered and waved her over. She couldn't wait to tell her father, who was a proud Hufflepuff himself, that she was now one, too.

When it's Draco's turn to be sorted, she made sure to pay very close attention. A small silly part of her wanted to cross her fingers and hope that he'd somehow be sorted into Hufflepuff, just like her. That way she could get to know him better and become his friend. Maybe they could even be study buddies.

Of course, that was a very optimistic wish.

"Slytherin," the hat announced, and all those hopes quickly came tumbling down because if there was one house Ellie knew she wasn't going to be able to fit in with, it was Slytherin.

There went her chances of being potentially noticed by Draco Malfoy.

Letting out a sigh, she was able to manage a small smile as she clapped for the boy along with the rest of her fellow schoolmates.

She spent the entire year making new friends, learning spells, studying up for her exams, and never having the opportunity to talk to Draco, her only regret of the year.

For Draco, his first year at Hogwarts consisted of him developing the reputation of being the school's bully. Most of his antics we concentrated heavily on Harry Potter and his friends, but he truly didn't spare anyone that wasn't a part of his Slytherin crew.

Still, this didn't lessen the small crush Ellie had on him since the day of the sorting. Despite his actions, she really felt that the boy was much more than what he projected to the world.