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You sat at the Slytherin table near the annoying brat, Malfoy. Him and his minions were part of the reason Slytherin had such a bad reputation. Mud blood this, mud blood that. You wished that you could go sit with your friends, Fred and George, at the Gryffindor table, but there's too much bad blood between your two houses for that.

The first years came in and were sorted into their houses, although there were some that stood out to you. Seven boys, much taller then the rest stood anxiously awaiting to be sorted. They can't be first years.

Eventually they were all sorted, and everyone began eating. You were biting down on a roll when Dumbledore got everyones attention. He announced something about Hogwarts being the host of some tournament, and that there's another new DADA teacher. You were thinking about entering into the Triwizard tournament until
Dumbledore said only people 17 and older could enter. Considering you were 16, there would probably be no way to get your name in.

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