Forbidden Love (Draco Malfoy)

I tensed up. He leaned in closer, and started kissing me. I felt the sparks rise at his very little touch. There's no other explanation, I'm in love with Draco Malfoy.


4. The Sorting Ceremony

"Firs' years' this was'! Over here, firs' years'" A man that I now know as Hagrid. We went in boats across the Black Lake. All of the first years walked up into the entrance hall and stopped at a staircase, where stood a witch wearing emerald, her hair in a tight bun. Its very obvious that she's a very strict proffesor. "You will wait here until I come and get you, when I do you will all join us in the Great Hall for your sorting. You will be sorted into houses: Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, or Slytherin." Said Proffesor McGonagall. We all stood quietly for a few moments until someone spoke. "So what they say is true. Harry Potter and Grace Black have come to Hogwarts." Said a boy with slick blonde hair said. "And what's so special about that?" I asked with a bunch of confidence that I didn't know I have. All heads directed to me and Harry. "You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort. The names Malfoy, Draco Malfoy." Ron chuckled at his name. " Think my names funny do you? No need to ask yours. Red hair and hand-me-down robes, you must be a Weasley!" Spat Malfoy. Malfoy held out his hand for Harry to shake, but Harry said, "I think I can tell the wrong sort for myself, thanks." Ooo, I'm in LOVE with his sass. McGonagall led the first years into the Great Hall. She started calling out names, I wasn't really paying attention, to be honest, but when I heard Hermione's name, I started listening. "Hermione Granger!" Hermione hurried up to the stool at sat down with the sorting hat on her head. "Gryffindor!" All the Gryffindors applauded as Hermione joined Gryffindor table. "Harry Potter!" After what seemed like ages, the hat shouted, "Gryffindor!" I looked around to see Ron was in Gryffindor and that Malfoy was in Slytherin. "Grace Black!" I walked up to the stool and sat down, the sorting hat on my head. "Hmmm.... Your father comes from a family full of Slytherins, but he's a Grffindor, but your moms a Slytherin.... So very hard to choose... I guess I have no choice..... GRIFFINDOR!" This time most of the school applauded as I took a seat next to Harry. Then Dumbledore said, "Let the feast, begin!" I finished dinner then went to the Gryffindor common room, then to the girls dormitories.




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