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Meeting the Dragon	By : PoisonViperGirl Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 2045 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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A/N: To avoid confusion, I labeled all POV's other than Draco's and Shadow's.

Chapter 3 - The Sorting

“If you must judge me

then judge me truly

and look into my soul

to see who I really am”

Once the old bat was gone, I was able to relax again. Seeing as how the firsties were leaving me alone, I took advantage of the opportunity and sat down to meditate.

I crossed my legs, resting my hands on my knees, and leaned back against the wall, spine straight. I closed my eyes and began to chant, taking deep breaths to clear my head. Skylar stood motionless on my shoulder, knowing I needed full concentration.

Before long the first years were led out, leaving me in total peace and quiet. After a while longer I finished my meditation and stood to await the old bat’s return. Finally, she came and led me to the Great Hall.

Some announcement had obviously been made, because the hall was deathly silent, and all eyes were on me as I made my way to the front. I took no notice of the whispers beginning around me, and my expression remained cool and emotionless.

At the front, I sat on a stool indicated by McGonagall, and she handed me the old, battered sorting hat Hermione had told me about. I placed the hat over my head, and listened to its voice.

“Ah, quite a challenge in you, I see. An excellent mind, intelligent and sharp witted. Quite brave too, and loyal as well. Hmm… a healthy dose of ambition too. I believe you would do well in any house.”

Just put me where I can be my best.

“Very well then, Hufflepuff is not the place for you, nor is Ravenclaw. Slytherin and Gryffindor however… you could become equally great in either of those… my goodness, what a tough case you are. Hmm… better make it…GRYFFINDOR!”



            I removed the hat and returned it to a very stunned professor McGonagall. The rest of the students appeared to be in shock, until Harry, Ron, and Hermione started applauding. Others from their table applauded soon after. As I walked over, I noticed everyone at the table I assumed was Slytherin was staring at me in evident surprise. Apparently, they thought I was sure to be one of them.

            Hmm…I wonder why? They look like an unpleasant group…that’s probably why. I guess even at Hogwarts people judge based on looks.

            I allowed myself a smile and sat down between Harry and Ron. Skylar, unsettled by all the noise, flew off to perch on one of the high windowsills.

Somewhere in all the confusion of meeting Harry and Ron’s friends and Hermione’s roommates, I felt the heat of someone’s gaze. As I looked around for the culprit, I ignored the timid firsties, and scanned the other tables, finally locking with a pair of icy, silver-blue orbs. I raised an eyebrow and smirked.

So Draco is the one responsible for my discomfiture. Heh, he still looks stunned that I’m not a Slytherin.

I smirked again, and then turned my attention back to the table as a feast suddenly appeared before me.

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I was so sure she was worthy of Slytherin…but the hat did take an awful long time to decide…maybe there’s been a mistake…

then I saw her smirk, and an irritating know it all gleam in her eye.

What the devil was that look about?

I was shaken out of my thoughts by Blaise.

“Hey mate, are you still gonna go for her?”

I looked down my nose at him as I replied.

“I don’t go for anybody.”

“Sure mate, whatever you say. She seems to like Potter and his friends. I still say she’s a hot piece of ass though.”

“Blaise,”

“yes?”

“Shut the hell up.”

I ignored Blaise’s laughter and turned my attention once more back to the mysterious girl introduced as Shadow. For once, I wasn’t sure whether a person was an enemy or not.

Well, we’ll just see how things go

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Once the feast was over and our bellies full, Skylar returned faithfully to my shoulder and nuzzled me affectionately, begging for any leftover scraps of meat I had on my plate. I gave him the last of my baked chicken and stood up, ready for a good night’s sleep.

Harry stood beside me, and we trailed behind the rest as he attentively pointed out all the trick staircases on the way to Gryffindor Tower. By the time we got to the portrait of the Fat Lady, which Harry had told me about, my eyes were slowly but surely drooping closed. It had been a long day, and I was looking forward to a soft, fluffy bed. I said goodnight to Ron, Harry, and several other housemates as Hermione led me to our dorm. I quickly removed my makeup and jewelry and changed into a black spaghetti strap tank and glow in the dark skull pajama bottoms. I gratefully fell into bed and went to sleep, but not before I noticed the odd looks sent my way by my roommates.

Heh, probably amazed that I look so much like them without all my junk on…

Hermione’s POV

I climbed into bed, utterly exhausted.

Well, today’s certainly been interesting. I’m glad Shadow turned out not to be as bad as I initially thought…although she still gives me the shivers now and then. I guess I should just be grateful she’s not in Slytherin. That would be absolutely dreadful!

With this final thought, I slipped into a restful sleep.

Harry’s POV

Ron and I were one of the few still in the common room. Ron had insisted on a game of wizard’s chess, and I had finally given in. Now that Ron was kicking my arse, I was regretting it. I sighed as my other knight was demolished.

I wonder if Shadow’s any good at this game...wait, where did that thought come from?

I tried to focus on the game as Ron took my queen.

Hey, I wonder what Ron thinks of her...

“Ron?”

“Yeah Harry?”

“What do you think about Shadow?”

“I think she’s...well, a bit morbid actually. She scares me.”

“Really? What’s so scary about her?”

“Well, not to be unfair or anything, but just look at her Harry! Did you see the skeleton she’s got hanging in her ear?”

“Yes, but so what? I actually like the way she looks. It’s fascinating.”

“If you say so, but what really bothers me is her sense of humor...and those fangs...”

Ron shuddered, and even I felt a spine tingling chill.

“I have to agree with you on that one mate, but how horrible could she possibly be if she was sorted into Gryffindor?”

“Good point...can you imagine having her in Slytherin? What a nightmare!”

I shuddered violently.

“Ugh! I’ll say. I imagine Malfoy’d have a field day turning her against us.”

I sighed as Ron finally got my King.

“Well, let’s head up to the dormitory. Tomorrow’s the first day of classes.”

“What are you willing to bet that we’ll have something with Slytherin?”

I groaned, and shoved Ron ahead of me on the stairs.

“I don’t even want to think about that yet!”
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