Chapter 9
"Put the Hat on and it'll Sort you into your House," Dumbledore said. I put the Hat on and immediately the Hat yelled.
"SLYTHERIN!" How the fuck can a Hat talk? I know there's Magic and all but still. That's so fucking weird, even for Magic. I saw Uncle Sev smirk and Professor McGonagall hand him two Galleons. I raised an eyebrow at him just as he does to me and Draco sometimes.
"Minerva believed, given the whole flying car thing, you'd be in Gryffindor," he said and I winced.
"A Gryffindor Malfoy? I know I'm the Gryffindor Heir but still... That just sounds wrong. It's like saying a Slytherin Weasley." Ron shivered and then his eyes went wide.
"Please, please, please, tell me my Sister isn't a Slytherin! She's a Gryffindor, right? Right!?" Everyone chuckled.
"Yes, Mr Weasley, we can all be relieved that there isn't a Slytherin Weasley," Uncle Sev said. "Your Sister is also a Gryffindor." Ron sighed in relief and we all chuckled again.
"Professor Snape," I said with a slight wince. It just doesn't seem right to call him anything but Sev or Uncle Sev and given he also winced, I assume he feels the same. "Can you please make sure that Bubbles is with me before I go to bed? He's in my trunk."
"Bubbles?" Ron asked and I blushed a little.
"He's my Knarl teddy," I said. "Auntie Bella gave me him on my first birthday, the day before she went to Azkaban..." I said with a frown. "I don't remember her but Mom always told me she loved spending time with me and Draco, especially when my hair would change to match hers." I smiled. "When I was four, I woke up from a nightmare and there was a thunderstorm and they scared me so I got Dobby, my personal House Elf, to get my Mom. She stayed with me that night but she put strong Cheering Charms and Comforting Charms on Bubbles. I haven't had a nightmare since."
"What's a Knarl?" Harry asked.
"A Magical kind of Hedgehog, Mr Potter," Professor McGonagall said.
"I'll make sure your Brother brings Bubbles with him when he comes to visit you after he finishes his dinner," Uncle Sev said. "Now, you haven't eaten anything since breakfast, have you?" I shook my head and he sighed. "Tommy!" A House Elf popped in front of us. "Please bring some food and water for Mr Potter, Mr Weasley and Miss Malfoy." The House Elf nodded and popped away.
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"Okay, so I have a letter to you from Mom and guess what?" Draco said as he came into the Hospital Wing with a grin on his face.
"What?"
"Weasley got himself a Howler!" He chuckled.
"Ron got a Howler?" I asked with wide eyes.
"Ron?" Draco asked with a scowl. "Don't tell me you're becoming friends with a Blood Traitor? I already told you yesterday after bringing you Bubbles, Weasleys are poor. The only reason they'd be willing to do that Etiquette Exam, other than possibly the Prefect Weasley, is so they can have your money, Cassie. Don't let them."
"It's their birthright, Draco. Besides, if they pass those Etiquette Exams, you can't call them Blood Traitors anymore," I said and Harry came over with Granger and Ron.
"What are you doing here, Potter?" Draco asked with a scowl.
"What happened to your wand, Ron?" I asked when I noticed it was Spellotaped around the middle.
"It snapped in half when I was tossed out of that bloody car!" He complained. "And the car drove into the Forbidden Forest! I'm in so much trouble!"
"You need to get a new wand as soon as possible. You can't perform Magic like that. It's dangerous for you and those around you. Plus, broken wands tend to shoot their Spells out of the wrong end. You'll end up hitting yourself more than anything else." Ron winced.
"Yeah... We can't afford a new wand right now, though. It was Charlie's anyway... We had to get all of Ginny's stuff this year too so... Maybe next year," Ron said, though he looked like he doubted it.
"Anyway," Harry said. "We just wanted to say hi. I know today's Wednesday so you're missing your first classes and we just wanted to say hi and thanks again."
"Okay. Hi, Harry. Hi, Ron. Hi, Cutie," I said to Granger with a smirk and a wink and she blushed.
"Okay, now you've all said hi you can leave," Draco said. They scowled at him but started to leave. I quickly winked at Granger one more time and she blushed more before practically running out of the room. "Really? Granger? The Mudblood?"
"She won't be a Mudblood for long, Draco. Besides, I don't think she is a Mudblood... There's something... Familiar... About her Magic. And, she has the exact same Aura shade of light blue as Pansy, Daphne, Professor McGonagall, Mom, Auntie Bella, Alecto, Andromeda, Rita, Thema and me. Harry has the same shade as you. Have you noticed that before?" Draco scowled but he was blushing so he totally has noticed. I grinned at him. "Harry and Draco sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G. First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes a baby in a carriage!"
"Stop it! Where did you even learn whatever that was?" Draco whined.
"I overheard some Mudblood singing it about two people, one of which was his Sister, on the platform," I said with a smirk. "It fits, though. You two like each other!"
"Nope, no. Me? And Potter!? Ew."
"Tell that to your bright red face." Draco scowled again, grabbed Bubbles, threw him across the room and left. "I'm telling Mom!"
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Finally! My first class at Hogwarts! I got to sleep in my dorm for the first time three nights ago. I share it with three other girls: Astoria Greengrass, which is good since she's my bestie, and the Carrow twins, Flora and Hestia. They both have the Carrow Family Gift of Spirit Magic so our History of Magic classes should be interesting since HoM is taught by a ghost. Since Hestia's the eldest, she's Head of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Carrow. With my 18 Seats, her Seat, Draco's Malfoy Seat, Theo's Nott Seat (as he has the Nott Family Gift of Necromancy) and Harry's Gryffindor Seat, we'd have 22 Seats on the Wizengamot and only need four Seats to vote our way to have the majority. Astoria, Flora, Hestia and I took seats at the back of the classroom. This DADA class is going to be a joke. Draco said that Lockhart set Cornish Pixies on them in his class. "Let me introduce you to your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher... Me," Lockhart said as he stood in front of us. "Gilderoy Lockhart." He started walking down in front of the class. "Order of Merlin, Third Class. Honourary member of the Dark Force Defense League and five times winner of Witch Weekly's Most-Charming-Smile Award. But I don't talk about that."
"Except when he tells everyone he comes across," I muttered and Hestia, Flora, Astoria and a redheaded Gryffindor in the seat in front of me who, I think is Ginny Weasley, laughed. Ginny's sitting next to Luna Lovegood who seems to have been Sorted into Ravenclaw. That's not surprising, though. She has the Lestrange Family Gift of Astral Projection just like her Mother did. If we get her to vote our way with her Lestrange Seat, that makes only three for the majority. The only other of our generation who's currently a Head of House is Neville Longbottom as he has the Longbottom Family Gift of Plant Magic but it's unlikely he'd vote our way.
"I didn't get rid of the Bandon Banshee by smiling at him," he said before chuckling. The fuck is this guy?
"I doubt he got rid of it at all," I muttered.
"His head is full of Nargles," Luna said. "They're tricking him into telling lies."
"Right, you are, Luna. Right, you are," I said.
"Now! Be warned. It is my job to arm you against the foulest creatures known to Wizardkind," he said before tapping his wand on a covered cage.
"No way," I whispered. "How stupid is he? He can't deal with the Cornish Pixies with his Second Years so right after they deal with them, he decides to set them on First Years? How stupid can one person be?" As I predicted, Lockhart had Cornish Pixies, released them and ran out of the room. He also locked the door on the way out. I quickly used my Air Magic to round up the Cornish Pixies and shove them into the cage. "Colloportus." I locked the cage and went over the door. "Alohomora. Okay everyone, let's leave this pathetic man's classroom."
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"Okay, so now we've had every class," Astoria said. "Which one is your favourite?"
"Charms," Flora quickly said. "I was looking forward to DADA but Lockhart is just... No." I chuckled.
"That sums him up perfectly. 'Just... No,'" I said and we giggled. "I thought I'd say DADA too but the moment I found out Lockhart was teaching it, I gave in. He's a total fraud. There are so many glaring inconsistencies in his books. Hell, the timelines overlap half the time!"
"Yeah, I noticed that too," Daphne said and Theo nodded. "You should see how Granger reacts in our DADA class, though. She's the only one with top marks and she like sighs and everything. It's pathetic. Quite a lot of the girls are like that but since Granger clearly read all the books and remembered them to get top marks, you'd think she'd've noticed the problems with them." Daphne's words made me feel angry and a little jealous. I hate Lockhart.
"I've got to go. Quidditch practice," I said and Draco and I got up and left for our dorms. On our way to the pitch with the Slytherin Team's new Nimbus 2001s and the rest of the Team, we ran into the Gryffindor Quidditch Team in full Quidditch gear just like us.
"Where do you think you're going, Flint?" A guy asked.
"Quidditch practice," Marcus said.
"I booked the Pitch for Gryffindor today," the guy said.
"Easy, Wood," Marcus said. "I've got a note." He passed the note over to Wood.
"'I, Professor Severus Snape, do hereby give the Slytherin Team permission to practice today, owing to the need to train their new Seeker and Chaser'," Wood read. "You've got a new Seeker and Chaser? Who?" Draco and I went next to Marcus.
"Draco's the new Seeker and I'm the new Chaser," I said.
"But you're a First Year," Ron said.
"Harry was a First Year too. Besides, just like Harry, Quidditch runs in my blood. All of the Blacks from my Mom's generation were on their Teams and all from my Grandfather's, other than him, were as well. It's a Black thing," I said with a smirk.
"That's not all that's new this year," Draco said before moving his broom from resting against his left shoulder to against his right.
"Those are all Nimbus 2001s!" Ron exclaimed. "How did you get those?"
"A gift from Draco and Cassie's Father," Marcus said.
"You see, Weasley, unlike some, my Father can afford the best," Draco said with a smug grin and I smirked.
"At least no one on the Gryffindor Team had to buy their way in," Granger said. "They got in on pure talent."
"No one asked your opinion," I sneered. "You filthy little Mudblood!"
"Cassie!" Draco exclaimed in disbelief. "Look, I know she probably hurt your feelings with that comment and after what Daphne said, you were probably already mad at her but don't say that without her knowing how you mean it or you'll hurt her feelings too. I don't care about the Mudblood but you'll end up regretting hurting her feelings and I don't want you being sad because of her."