The Wrong House

Hayden Roston knows she should be a Ravenclaw. Her Mother, Aunt, grandmother and older sister were all placed in Ravenclaw house when they attended Hogwarts and so on her first day, she expects the same.

However when the sorting hat decides she should be placed in Slitherin house, Hayden is sure a mistake has been made. Being a smart, intelligent, witty individual, surely Ravenclaw house is the rightful place for her.

But when Hayden discovers a deep, dark family secret that changes everything, will the reason become clear on the sorting hats decision?
Or will Hayden take matters into her own hands and prove the hat wrong?

*For the Hogwarts story competition*


4. A Dreadful Day

"This must be a mistake", I thought to myself as I tried to take in the engraved writing in the wood.

I looked down the list of head girls in Slytherin again, this time spotting yet another familiar name.

Fay Roston- Head girl of Slytherin 1946 and then again after that Denise Roston- Head girl of Slytherin 1963

This couldn't be happening, it had to be a coincidence. Maybe there was another Roston family, with the same first names and they attended the same years as my ancestors. Even as I was trying to justify it in my head, I knew it made no sense. But if my grandmothers had all been members of Slytherin house, why hadn't my mother told me? Was this the reason I had also been put in that house?

I had to discover more. I needed to know why this secret had been kept from me for so long and why my sister hadn't told me about it. Surely she must have also seen the names and put two and two together. Was she in on this as well? Was I the only one who didn't know my families past?

So many questions buzzed around my head as I made my way back to the horrible Slytherin common room to get dressed for the day ahead. The girls in my dormitory were awake and getting ready when I returned.

"Where have you been?" the tallest girl asked rudely standing in my way as I tried to get to my chest of draws.

"Yeah, where did you sneak off to?" the other girls mimicked, standing beside her.

"It’s none of your business", I replied more bravely than I felt as I tried to dodge past her.

"Well shall we see if Professor Hundlelorp makes it his business?" the tall girl sneered giving me a small shove.

"If you snitch on me, you will just lose points for your house", I pointed out praying she would see the sense in what I was saying.

She considered this for a few seconds then shrugged at the other two girls, "Fine, but you can make my bed for me and these two if you want us to stay quiet".

I sighed but said nothing as it was easier to do what she said than argue and I had more important things on my mind than arguing with spiteful girls.

The school seemed to come to life and it was odd to think that just an hour before it had been so quiet and still. The corridors buzzed with excitement as first years chatted away eagerly about the day to come. I thought I would be doing the same until yesterday's sorting ceremony changed everything. I wondered if I had been put in Ravenclaw if I would have even entered the trophy room. I certainly wouldn't have until a few years into my time at Hogwarts, in which case I would have been older and maybe mother would have told me by then. I guess I would never know.

I spotted Ali with a group of girls from Ravenclaw house chatting away at the bottom of the grand staircase. I walked over and stood waiting for her to see me. When she did eventually look up, her expression changed from excitement to embarrassment.

"I'll be over in a minute girls", she said to the others who looked at me as if I was a hideous monster.

"Look Hayden, its nothing against you but I think it would be best if we weren't friends. You seem like a really nice girl but I don't think people would take me seriously if I was friends with a Slytherin".

She whispered the word as though it was a disgusting swearword and then gave me a sympathetic smile and walked off to join her friends. I felt as though someone had kicked me in my stomach as I stood there alone feeling hurt and dejected. This was all going so wrong and I felt like I would wake up any minute from this nightmare and I'd be sitting on the Hogwarts Express with Ali, discussing all the things we planned to do together at our time at Hogwarts. Instead, I made my way to potions class, alone.

It was not how I imagined my first day to be. Instead of taking in the new surroundings, enjoying the lessons and making new friends as I had planned, I spent it worrying about my new discovery, keeping myself to myself and barely taking in any information during lessons. I put in the wrong ingredients to make the giggling potion and ended up with a revolting looking liquid that tasted vile and made my lips and tongue go blue. I couldn't even relax at the end of the day because everyone in the common room seemed horrible and just slated the lessons and teachers so I lay on my bed trying to plan what I was going to do. I remember my mother telling me something about my great great great Grandmother Irene who won a special award for something. I wondered if it would be in any of the old school newspapers or books. I didn't know what I expected to find, but maybe it would help me in discovering the secret that had been kept from me all my life.

Taking a deep breath and crossing my fingers, I made my way to the library.



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