The Unexpected (drarry)

A New Beginning

The room went silent. Not a word was spoken. Expressions of pure terror and worry were plastered upon the faces of the returning eighth year students. With their heads bowed down to avoid any eye contact, the selected students went up one by one to the front of the great hall to sit upon the wooden stool. Just like in their first year, Professor McGonagall placed the ancient sorting hat upon their heads, and waited for it to shout out its decision.

"Ronald Weasley, please step up" Ron's eyes grew wide. He looked to his left and embraced Harry in a tight brief hug, before turning to his right and placing gentle kiss upon Hermoine's cheek. He reluctantly stood up and walked to the front of the room, and sat on the rickety old stool. As expected, Ron was placed in Griffindor, along with most of the other Griffindors like Hermoine, Neville, Dean, Seamus, and Ginny. This made Harry feel almost positive that he was going to be back in Griffindor as well.

"Draco Malfoy, Come Forward" With a smirk on his face, and his hands in the pockets of his robes, Malfoy casually strolled to the stool and took a seat. He hadn't the slightest amount of worry. He knew exactly where he was going to end up.

"Slytherin!" The dusty old sorting had just barely skimmed the top of Malfoy's platinum blonde hair before deciding where to put him.

"Ah, just like first year" Draco joked as he was welcomed back to the slytherin table with whoops and clapping.

"Look what we have here. The chosen one is about to be re-sorted" Blaise said as he elbowed Malfoy in the ribs.

"How much do you want to bet he'll be put in Hufflepuff" Draco sneered as he stared intently at the dark haired boy making his way to stool.

"Oh Merlin, I would love to see that happen"

Once again, the great hall was silent as Harry took his seat on the stool. Professor McGonagall gave Harry a weak sympathetic smile as he awaited his results. Unlike his first year at Hogwarts, the sorting hat did not vocalize it's thought process as to which house it was going to place him in. Harry had no say in where he was going this time. Before He could even think about the opportunities each house held for him, the sorting hat had already made its decision.

"Slytherin!"

The room became even more silent than before, as if everyone had stopped breathing. All eyes were glued onto Harry as he sauntered over to the Slytherins. He turned around and gave a small wave back at his friends in Griffindor and sat at the end of the table avoiding contact with the Slytherin Students.

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