Chapter 1 : Welcome back
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Harry stared at the girl with curiosity and he could see her smile as she carried a conversation with McGonagall. She had long dark hair, milky white skin and piercing green eyes, “much like mine” he thought. She had a pleasant look on her face but her eyes had a mysterious intensity to them.
“I wonder who that is speaking to professor McGonagall” Hermione said. “She doesn’t look like anyone I have seen here before”
As Harry turned around, he realized his friends had stopped to see what had caught his attention.
“I don’t recognize her either,” said Ginny, joining the conversation, “but she looks old enough to be in your grade or higher anyways”
“Hello!” Ron called them from the doors leading to the Great Hall, “are you coming or not? The Sorting Ceremony is about to start and I’m starving!”
Harry, Hermione and Ginny made their way towards Ron, the girls shaking their heads and while Harry’s thoughts were still on the girl. They sat down just in time as Professor McGonagall entered the Great Hall shortly after followed by the first years and, at the very end of the line, the older girl. Sorting ceremony proceeded as usual until all first years were called. Harry could see other students staring at girl with confused looks as well and he could hear the hushed sounds students whispering among themselves, but his attention was drawn to the front of the room once again as Professor Dumbledore stood up to address the Hall.
“Good evening and welcome back to Hogwarts” The professor looked around the Hall and his wide smile was welcoming, “I am sure you are anxiously waiting for dinner and the chance to catch up with your friends, but before we continue I would like to say a few things. First, Mr. Filch has asked me to remind you that students are not allowed in the Forbidden Forest…”
Harry was no longer paying attention to the Headmaster. He and Ron were discussing the upcoming season and Quidditch tryouts and it wasn’t until Hermione called their names and motioned towards the front of them room that both boys did the same.
“… and last, but not least, I am sure many of you are wondering who our last student to be sorted tonight is. This is the first time Hogwarts has accepted a transfer student and she will be joining the sixth year. I trust you will all welcome her and make her feel at home. Professor?” He said, nodding towards McGonagall.
“Smith, Sofia,” called Professor McGonagall.
Sofia sat down and waited for McGonagall to place the hat on her head. It wasn’t long after it touched her that she heard it scream, “Gryffindor!” Sofia had never been to Hogwarts before but she knew enough about the school and its houses that she was pleased with the hat’s selection. As far as she was concerned, anything other than Slytherin was fine.
She made her way to the table where people were clapping the hardest and sat by some older looking students who had waved her over. She could still feel the other students looking her way, but she didn’t care. The people around her introduced themselves, and she decided to focus on them alone. As the food appeared in front of them, people turned their attention back to their respective tables and noises of chewing, laughter and stories being told filled the Great Hall within seconds.
One set of eyes had yet to leave her, however. They belonged to a student sitting across the room from her and he could not bring himself to look away or to believe it was really her. He knew her parents were back in London but he never thought she would leave her old school and come to Hogwarts. And he wished she hadn’t but there she was, sitting two tables over and laughing along with the other Gryffindor’s. She was a piece of his past he sincerely hoped would stay there and yet here she was, intruding in his well-constructed live.
With great difficulty he tore his eyes away from her and looked down on his plate. It was now filled with delicious food and, although he had been looking forward to this since boarding the express earlier on, he was no longer hungry.
“Draco, are you ok?” The distant voice of his ex-girlfriend, Pansy, asked.
“I’m fine,” was all he grumbled in response.
He did his best to eat but he didn’t say much. Sofia’s presence had his head spinning and had unlocked a chaos of emotions that Draco was usually so good at keeping under control. The most surprising one was fear. He would never admit it out loud, it was hard enough admitting it to himself, but there was no denying it; her presence scared him, which in turn made him very angry. He was a Malfoy, and Malfoy’s were not scared of anything, or anyone.
Sofia was doing her best to keep up with the group of Gryffindor’s as they moved towards their common room, but she couldn’t stop glancing around at the crowd. He was here, somewhere close and she knew she should be scared and angry but she wasn’t either. She was anxious, and she was hurt. It had been years now, but the hurt from the words said had never truly left her. It went away for the most part, helped greatly by the fact they were in different countries and that they hadn’t seen each other since she was ten, but it ever left her entirely.
She stopped walking as the group reached a curious portrait at the end of a hallway, the Fat Lady someone near said. Ahead of her a girl with curly brown hair was announcing to other students the first password of the year, Bravery.
“How fitting,” Sofia thought, “I will definitely need to be brave if I’m going to survive this.”
Once inside the common room, the curly haired girl approached her, closely followed by another girl and guy with bright red hair, and a guy with untamed black locks and, yes, a lightening scar. She had wondered when, and if, she would meet Harry Potter.
“Hi, I am Hermione Granger. These are Ron and Ginny Weasley, and that’s Harry Potter.” the curly haired girl said with a smile on her face. Sofia shook their hands. “All of us are in the sixth year as well, except for Ginny, who is in her fifth year. You will be in the room with me and the other girls from our year. If you are ready, I can show you where it is.”
“That would be wonderful. It was a pleasure meeting you guys.”
Sofia turned and followed Hermione to their room. Once she introduced herself to the other girls and checked on her bed and trunk, she followed Hermione back to the common room where she stayed with their group until later that night. Once she started yawning, she got up, wished them all a good night and went to bed. After a quick shower, she lay in bed ready to sleep, but her mind kept going back to Draco.
Lying in his bed in the dungeons, Draco Malfoy couldn't stop thinking about her as well.
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