#25 - Sorting Hat
Bones, Crabbe, Goyle, Granger, Finnigan, Longbottom... there’s Potter, Weasley and other oafs to be sorted soon.
I glance at Professor Snape and he nods at me as the old toad McGonagall calls my name.
“Malfoy, Draco”, she says and I walk up to the high stool. I jump onto it and she places the Sorting Hat over my head. All I hear is “Hmmm… I know.” And the Hat shouts “Slytherin!” barely touching my head.
I look at Snape again and it looks like he’s actually smiling, I can’t distinguish any expression on his face, but I know he’s happy.
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