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Girls are Made of Sugar and Spice	By : WerewolvesRHott Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 2272 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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- 1-Girls are Made of Sugar and Spice
- 2-Chapter 2 : Friends? and Draco Malfoy
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Girls are Made of Sugar and Spice
Chapter 1 : The Odd Student
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Disclaimer : I don't own anything involved with the Harry Potter books/series. Jewels "Angel" Evanescence Angelov is my own character.
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Angel was a little late for the sorting ceremony. Her loose jet-black curls bounced close to the top of her butt as she rushed down a long corridor. She was on the smaller side for her age of 15. She stood at only 5'3". She wasn't at model standards, but she would be considered skinny if you looked at her; and she was a little pale. She was trying to run, but her black leather boots slowed her down. The chunky heels were heavy, but she was used to them. The clinking of the metallic-red buckles started to annoy her. She wore a red and black plaid ultra-mini-skirt, which she could get away with- being how tiny she was. Her D-sized breasts bounced as she made her way down the hall. Her black corset-type shirt stopped an inch below her breasts- as they defied gravity. Her shirt allowed her to show off her tattoo that glittered around her navel. The tattoo was of a black crescent moon on the right side and five little black stars on the left, as the whole tattoo formed a circle around her navel. Tonight she had outlined the tattoo with red glitter. She turned the corner and stopped as her icy blue eyes gazed at the line. Each person had on a black robe. 'Holy shit!' Angel panicked, 'Did I get myself into one of those cult-type deals?' The people had started to file through a set of wooden doors. She was going to follow when someone told her to wait against the wall. He said he was a prefect; whatever that is. She watched as person after person went up, sat on a stool, a hat was placed on their heads, and a little later they went to one of the 4 extremely long tables. After everyone was done, the prefect went and sat down at a table. 'Have they forgotten about me?' Angel wondered, 'They couldn't have. The doors are still right open.'
The man at the front of the room looked old, with his long white beard and wrinkled face. Unusual enough, the man didn't seem slowed down by age; he seemed to be like he was in the most exciting days of his life. The old man's voice boomed over the chatting, "Quiet down, Children! Quiet down, now! This year is one of the most special years yet! Today, we have a student here from the USA, and she's here to learn." The murmurs and whispering that still happened after he asked for silence ceased. The teachers that had been trying to silence the students were also left speechless by his words. He spoke again, "That's what I said. An American! One thing though: she will wear her own clothes not our uniforms. Now, without further adieu! Jewels Evanescence Angelov; please, come forward!"
Angel cautiously stepped forward, but she held her chin up like she wasn't at all nervous. She glanced around a little bit. Either the boy's mouths hung open or they stared wide-eyed, and the girls looked either jealous or confused. Angel stopped where the other students had and awaited further instructions. "Come on, Jewels. Have a seat on the stool," the old man stated. She cautiously sat on the stool making sure no accidents would ensue. The man placed the hat on her head and it began to talk. "Well, Jewels- Oh, I'm sorry! Do you prefer, Angel?" it spoke. Angel nodded her head a little and shyly said, "Yeah." The hat continued, "So let's get down to business, shall we? All of the houses would benefit you, but let me see what I can do. Hufflepuff? No. Ravenclaw? No. Gryffindor? Slytherin? Hmmm. Two very good houses, but I think you'll be better in...SLYTHERIN!"
The hat was taken off her and she got up off the stool. She looked at the old man. He just smiled and turned towards the windows all the way on the right side. I slowly made my way over there and found there was no place to sit. "Is someone going to give Angel a seat?" the old man called. Every boy hopped out of their seats on their bench and offered her a seat. She took the seat closest to her and muttered a polite 'thank you'. The other boys sat back in their seats sullenly as a boy with blonde hair sat down next to her. She could feel his eyes on her. "Let the feast begin!" shouted the old man. Food of every type appeared on the table. She smiled a little and watched the other people dig in. Chatter spread like wildfire through the large room. She stared at the wooden table like she didn't want to forget it if it changed. She didn't eat anything, but waited for everyone to finish. The head prefects brought them to their common room. Angel retired for the night- she was so happy to get the only corner of the room.
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