If You Could Be Anywhere (a Draco Malfoy fanfic)

Chapter 3

After the train stopped, a voice told us to leave our bags on the train and to get off. Neville left first, he lost Trevor. Again. And I followed Hermione as we made our way to a giant man yelling,

"Firs' years! Firs' years over here!". The man introduced himself as Hagrid. Hagrid took us down a long narrow pathway, and all the first years reluctantly followed.

"Maggy!" Hermione called ahead of me, I ran to catch up with her, "this is Ron Weasley and this is Harry Potter."

I shook hands with both boys and was shocked that it was really the Harry Potter, he didn't seem snooty and famous at all. We made some small talk, until we reached a clearing, and there it was. A lake was in front of us, and on the other side at the top of a mountain was Hogwarts. Hagrid called four people to a boat, and before I could say anything, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Neville were compiled into a boat.

I turned and saw another boat and sat in it. I kept to myself until I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around and saw it was none other than Malfoy.

"Oi Roberts, get out of the boat, we need room for one more"

"I was here first Malfoy, you'll have to just deal with it"

With a huff he got in the boat with a thick, mean looking boy and a hard-faced girl.

introduced them as Vincent Crabbe, and Pansy Parkinson. They were rather intimidating and barely spoke, seeming like Malfoy's minions if anything.

I sighed as the boats took off closer to the castle. When we made it to the harbor, I jumped out, immediately wanting to escape the awkward silence. I scurried after Hermione and Neville, shocked that Hagrid finally found Trevor. I grabbed onto my friends and we made our way to the castle, ready for the sorting ceremony.

After meeting Professor McGonagall and some of the house ghosts, we made our way into the Great Hall. There were four tables filled with students, watching us as if we were a spectacle. Above the tables were thousands upon thousands of candles, suspended in the air by nothing. At the front of the hall was a table with teachers and a stool with nothing but a big old hat on it.

In shock, Hermione whispered, "It's bewitched to look like the sky outside. I read about it in Hogwarts: A History."

I turned to her, "It's even better than Hogwarts: A History."

McGonagall explained the hat ceremony and we all lined up waiting to try on the hat as McGonagall called names.

"Abbott Hannah", McGonagall read out.

The hat came to life as it yelled out "HUFFLEPUFF"

And just like that Hannah Abbott walked off to the Hufflepuff table and took a seat. Suddenly I became nervous. What if I don't get into Slytherin? I looked around and everyone seemed so excited, until I looked at Harry. Harry looked just as nervous as I was, I gave him a reassuring smile, in hope it would help ease both of our nerves.

McGonagall called a number of names and I didn't pay much attention until she called, "Granger, Hermione"

"You got this 'Mione" I called out.

She ran to the stool and eagerly put the hat on her head. "GRYFFINDOR" the hat called out, she smiled to me and practically skipped to the Gryffindor table. I giggled at her eagerness and waited for my turn, which seemed to take forever. Neville was sorted into Gryffindor as well, much to most of our shock. Malfoy,Crabbe, Goyle and Parkinson were all sorted into Slytherin, which was definitely not a shock. What great company, I thought as I rolled my eyes. Harry looked more and more nervous by the second, I turned to him and whispered, "You got this." I grabbed his hand and squeezed it tight, just in time to McGonagall to call out "Potter, Harry".

The Great Hall went silent as everyone whispered and gasped at the fact that the famed Harry Potter was actually here. He nervously sat on the stool and the sorting hat dropped over his eyes. He sat there for a moment, the hat probably having a hard time. After a while of pure silence and anticipation, the hat screamed out, "GRYFFINDOR".

Relief washed over him as he made his way to the table, two obnoxious gingers wailing, "We got Potter! We got Potter,". I laughed along for a moment, before turning back to the ceremony, nervous again. Not long after the commotion, McGonagall called out, "Roberts, Magdalene"

Ron gave me a clap on the shoulder as I nervously walked toward the hat. I sat on the stool and looked out at all the students. Hermione was waving and cheering, Harry giving me a thumbs up, and Malfoy giving me a smirk. I took a huge breath as the hat covered my eyes.

"Well what do we have here..."