(A/N: Crabbe and Goyle are non-existent in this story)
(Ophelia's POV)
The hours passed by like minutes with my new friends, talking about the random things 11-year-olds talk about.
The four of us took turns leaving the compartment to go change into our robes. They were just neutral colours like black grey and white but I expect once you get sorted you'll get that colour house. There was a book all about it in the library back at home.
The sun was finally gone as the train finally stopped.
"First years this way" I hear a man outside the train say
"C'mon first years, don't be shy" the man continues
The four of us finally get out of the train and stare in amazement at the large and hairy man in front of us
"Woah," Blaise says
"Hello there, the names Rubeus Hagrid, gamekeeper at Hogwarts" he grins
"Come on everyone, follow me please," he says beckoning us to follow
We board the boats and we finally get a glimpse of the huge castle
As we reach land the large man leads us up to the castle where a lady with a witches hat is waiting for us
"Welcome to Hogwarts" she greets us
"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." she continues
"They are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin" she explains
Draco and I exchange glances as she mentions the Slytherin house
"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" she continues
She explains the house points and the house cup
"The sorting ceremony will begin momentarily," she says as she leaves. There is a short silence before someone starts speaking.
"Its true then, what they're saying on the train" Draco suddenly says
"Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts" he smirks
"This is Ophelia, Blaise, and Pansy" he introduces us and the three of us exchange questioning looks
"And I'm Malfoy, Draco Malfoy" he grins as he stands in front of the Potter kid. I've heard all about him, I mean who hasn't. The boy who lived, the boy who conquered the Dark Lord.
"What's he doing?" Pansy whispers confused
"I have no idea" I reply
The red-haired boy standing next to Potter sniggers a little
"Oh god, another Weasley" Blaise whispers into my ear
"He has like 6 older brothers" Pansy whispers in my other ear
"Think my name's funny, do you?" Draco defensively asks the boy
"No need to ask yours, red hair? And a hand-me-down robe, you must be a Weasley" Draco teases
"You'll soon find out that some wizarding families are better than others Potter" he continues
"You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort," he says as he glares at Weasley
"We can help you there" Draco continues as he puts his hand out so Potter can shake
"I think I can tell the wrong sort for myself thanks" Potter replies ignoring his hand
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𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐥𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧 // 𝐃.𝐌
Fanfiction「 My love is gone 」 - - Follow Ophelia Mendoza in her years at Hogwarts along with her best friends Pansy Parkinson, Blaise Zabini, and Draco Malfoy. As the years go by is Ophelia more involved in this than she thought? What happens when two best fr...
