Chapter 2
On the train, The Golden trio were conversing with each other, well the couple were ̶a̶r̶g̶u̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶ talking, and Harry was simply thoroughly glimpsing out of the window attempting to tune out the rackets around him.
"Ronald," Hermione expressed pointedly "Stop talking you'll only upset me more, I appreciate your apology though"
"Fine" Ron muttered
"Fine" Hermione paused "Do you miss it?"
Ron slumped "Miss what? me talking?"
Hermione flashed at him negligibly peeved but playfully at the same time, Hermione swatted him on the shoulders "Don't slouch it'll affect your posture, and I meant if you missed- you know? The school, being a student"
Ron grinned at her "Yeah, I missed it a lot actually"
Harry, knowing that the vibe the two were giving was the 'I'll kiss you' aura decided that he will be volunteering to disregard himself out of the compartment and find another one. standing up, Harry looked back at them briefly seeing Ron looking at I'm with thankful eyes, Harry gave him a little smile and finally left to find himself an apartment.
While he was looking he crossed a lot of people Neville and Hannah Abbot being one of them, Harry had noticed that almost everyone already found themselves a partner while Harry still got no one. Harry had to be mendacious if he said he didn't get a little envious even one tad bit about people having someone to care and love you, sure he's got his friends and family Hermione, Ron, and the Weasleys but it was different from the love Harry wanted.
He wasn't demanding whatsoever, he really wasn't. he was just yearning for someone to love him
after 2 minutes of searching, Harry found a compartment eventually
He enjoyed the tranquility, he was on the verge of falling asleep when he heard someone opening the door.
Malfoy
Eventually, if it were other people he would've just ignored it and slept but then again this was Malfoy, the person who have been his enemy for the whole school year. however, he was also the same person who lied and took the risk by throwing him his own wand after he fell out of Hagrid's arms.
Deciding that he eventually won't be able to sleep or nap he just decided to remain open-eyed and be hushed, but as time goes on he grew awkward and nervous
he started picking on his cuticles until they bled.
"Potter" He calls, but it didn't seem to work "Potter"
"What"
"Stop doing, that"
"Doing what?"
Draco rolled his eyes ludicrous" stop doing that, it's bleeding, Potter. I'm certain that those glasses are working for you to see that"
Draco who was used to Potter answering with a snarky comment waited, he was lightly confused when Potter did nothing, said nothing.
"Cat got your tongue Potter?" he taunted
"Can we just end this?"
That was something Draco wasn't expecting him to say "What?" he breathes
"I was thinking about a truce maybe?"
"The Famous Golden Boy asking a Malfoy a truce? This might be the end of the world" He said sarcastically "The war is over, Potter. You can stop acting like the saint you are"
He couldn't believe it! Harry fricking Potter, the Golden Boy, The Savior asking a Draco Malfoy a Truce? It's unimaginable.
But on the other side of the coin, Harry Potter was a saint
"I'm not acting, Malfoy. All of this idiotic bickering makes no sense! I didn't even do anything to you for you to be such a prat and start attacking me out of nowhere"
"Well you didn't accept being my friend then I'd just show you what it would be like to have me as your enemy" Draco jeered, although that was just one of the reasons why he hated Harry
Childish words Harry wants to say, but instead, he offers his hand like Malfoy did the first time they met "Just accept my request, then we can be friends if that's what you wanted"
"I'm not accepting it, Potter"
"Then don't, I'll still be open when you want to" Harry offered, lowering his hand and placing them in his pockets
Draco sneered at the black-haired boy in front of him Does he really think I would Truce with him? tragic indeed
by the time they've arrived at Hogwarts the new head of the school, Headmistress McGonagall. Stepped in front and proclaimed a resorting, which results in whispering and gasping
"Now, now. Students, I know all of you must be confused but we must all take part in the said resorting. we must do what Is needed to be done" The headmistress said with her Scottish accent, she resumed "Let's commence now shall we?"
"HANNAH ABBOT" she started, Students were called one by one to come forward and sit on a seat for the Sorting hat to be placed on their head and let the hat decide on what house they belong
"HERMIONE GRANGER"
Hermione took a deep breath and marched forward, as soon as the hat was placed on her head it talked to her
"Granger, why you are the one who helped in saving our world alongside Harry potter, you showed absolute Loyalty, Bravery, and chivalry you surprise me girl Thank you. GRYFFINDOR!"
Hermione smiled and whispered a quick thank you before standing and sitting on the Gryffindor table, where everyone was clapping and cheering
"DRACO MALFOY" McGonagall called
Draco who knew where he would end up walked up without hesitation, and like the first year before the hat landed on his head it shouted "SLYTHERIN"
There were shots and claps but mostly whispers, Draco ignored it all. He picked a seat near Pansy
the next one was called, Susan bones who ended up in Hufflepuff, and...
"RONALD WEASLEY" he strode in front of everyone and gulped as he finally sits down on the stool, like what the hat did with Hermione, It has spoken with him
"Ah! The one and only Ronald Weasley! Honestly, you are more than what people give credit for, Weasley. GRYFFINDOR!"
once again the crowd cheered, he sat down beside his girlfriend, Hermione.
another student was called "HARRY POTTER" Harry was notably apprehensive about which house he would end, he stood up and walked up in front of everyone and sat on the chair, as the hat was placed on his head, he once again tried to whisper furiously
Not Slytherin, Not Slytherin, Not Slytherin...
"Boy, I already gave you what you've wanted and it has done you greatly, indeed. but for now... SLYTHERIN" as soon as the words escaped from the hat's erm, mouth?
everyone went silent, then people started whispering.
as he stood up to walk and sit at the Slytherin table the whispers became louder and louder. If possible, Harry wanted the ground could eat him now and hide forever. as he sat down at the Slytherin table all eyes were on him
Harry Hated it, Harry hated how he was sorted into Slytherin, harry despised how anxious and vulnerable he was, and he loathed how he can feel every stare, and hear every furious whisper around him. He felt like he desires to vanish just to be gone like a bubble bursting and gone in thin air
this will be one hell of a year, why can't I just have a break?
What did I even do for the world to hate me like this?