𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐀𝐓 & 𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑

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Omniscient Pov:


Omniscient Pov:

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On a higher level, Professor McGonagall is waiting. She raps her fingers on a stone railing, and then goes to the top of the stairs to greet the newcomers.


McGonagall: Welcome to Hogwarts. Now, in a few moments, you will pass through these doors and join your classmates. But before you can take your seats you must be sorted into your houses. They are Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin. Now, while you are here, your house will be like your family. Your triumphs will earn you house points. Any rule breaking, and you will lose points. At the end of the year, the house with the most points is awarded the house cup


"Hey! That's the same speech you gave us," the first years of the past stated, getting nods of agreement from others. McGonagall just smiled and said, "I have no reason to change the speech as it is perfect."

NEVILLE LONGBOTTOM, a scared looking boy, spots his toad sitting near McGonagall. He jumps forward.


"Aww look at Neville." Mia coo'ed with all the other future women while the men looked at them weirdly.


Neville: Trevor! {McGonagall stares down at him} Sorry. {He backs away.}

Everyone laughed at the adorable 11-year-old Neville on screen as said boy was blushing from embarrassment. "Minnie!, Always so strict, it's ok to relax sometimes" Sirius told his favorite professor with a smirk as she just rolled her eyes at him.


McGonagall: The sorting ceremony will begin momentarily. {leaves}


DRACO MALFOY, a slicked back evil looking boy speaks up.


"Malfoy." James sneered, even though it was a different Malfoy. He didn't like the mischievous smug look on the boys boy's face on screen.


Draco: It's true then, what they're saying on the train. Harry and Euphemia Potter has come to Hogwarts. {Students whisper, Harry and Euphemia Potter?} This is Crabbe, and Goyle {nods to thugs} and I'm Malfoy...Draco Malfoy. {Ron snickers at his name} Think my name's funny, do you? No need to ask yours. Red hair, and a hand me down robe? You must be a Weasley. Well soon find that some wizarding families are better than others, Potter. Dont want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there. {extends hand.}

Harry: I think I can tell who the wrong sort are for myself, thanks.


"Sassy harry is the best harry." Mia said, earning nods of agreement from the future women who all loved to see sassy harry in his glory.




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