Disclaimer: I do not own anything Harry Potter related, that is belonged to J.K. Rowling and Warner Bros. This is for entertainment purposes only. The only character I own—partiallybesides the last name Malfoy—is Aphrodite Desdemona Malfoy, and any other characters I make up on my journey of this story.

Chapter Two: Welcome to Hogwarts

People around Harry and I were chattering like mad, buzzing about what might happen next. "I just can't wait to see the Great Hall," Hermione boasted to no one in particular. "The ceiling, bewitched you know? It reflects how it looks like outside. I read that in Hogwarts, A History."

I rolled my eyes and drummed my fingers on my legs. "Let's get this show on the road," I murmured.

Just then a tight faced witch came into the room. She greeted us with a tight smile upon her thin lips. Her hair was no where in sight under her big pointed hat with a wide brim. "Welcome, welcome! Settle down now." People were shushing people and dropping their voices. "I'm Professor McGonagall, the Transfiguration professor. We are going to be entering the Great Hall and be Sorted. Now everyone get in a line, two beside each other!"

We all lined up, me and Harry in the back side by side. McGonagall, at the top of the line, led us into the corridor we came in and opened up huge doors. I presumed it was the Great Hall. We stepped inside and there were four long tables with second through seventh year witches and wizards staring at us as we made our way down the ceiling, like Hermione said, looked like it had when we were outside. There were thousands of lit candles floating in the hair, glowing like everyone in the room.

We reached the bottom of the room and gathered around a short passage of stairs. There was another long table, this time horizontal. They were the professors, I presumed. Snape was sitting amongst them at the end. His natural frown turned upward, happy that he was going to get Draco and I in his house probably.

"Ouch," Harry said beside me while McGonagall was talking yet again. He was clutching his forehead were his scar was and staring at where Snape was sat.

"What's wrong, Harry?" I asked raising an eyebrow.

"N-nothing," he said quickly.

I turned my attention back to the font where McGongall revealed a stool with an old pointed witch hat. It started moving and suddenly bellowed in a sing-songy voice;

Oh you may not think I'm pretty,
But don't judge on what you see,
I'll eat myself if you can find
A smarter hat than me.

You can keep your bowlers black,
Your top hats sleek and tall,
For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat
And I can cap them all.

There's nothing hidden in your head
The Sorting Hat can't see,
So try me on and I will tell you
Where you ought to be.

You might belong in Gryffindor,
Where dwell the brave at heart,
Their daring, nerve, and chivalry
Set Gryffindors apart;

You might belong in Hufflepuff,
Where they are just and loyal,
Those patient Hufflepuffs are true
And unafraid of toil;

Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,
if you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind;

Or perhaps in Slytherin
You'll make your real friends,
Those cunning folks use any means
To achieve their ends.

So put me on! Don't be afraid!
And don't get in a flap!
You're in safe hands (though I have none)
For I'm a Thinking Cap!

When the song was over, everyone started clapping, I even found myself clapping.

"We will now start the Sorting," McGongall said pulling a piece of parchment from her robes. "Hermione Granger!"

Hermione stepped up to the stool and sit down. She looked like she was sweating as the hat was placed upon her head. Three seconds later it bellowed, "GRYFFINDOR!"

The second table from the left started clapping as Hermione skipped over to the table.

"Hannah Abbott," McGonagall called.

A tall skinny blonde girl stepped up and sat down on the stool, awaiting her destiny. This one took longer than Hermione's. After about thirty seconds the hat belowed, "HUFFLEPUFF!"

The table next to Gryffindor's exploaded with applause as a smiling Hannah walked over to sit down.

"Ronald Weasley," annouced McGongall.

"Good luck," Harry and I said at once. We smiled at each other.

Ron sat on the stool and had the hat placed on his head. "Another Weasley? I know just what to do with you! GRYFFINDOR!"

Another loud clapping from the Gryffindor table.

"Draco Malfoy," said McGonagall.

My brother stepped up to the stool and sat down with such grace and arrogance. He always thought he was better than everyone else. The hat didn't even graze a hair on Draco's head when it bellowed, "SLYTHERIN!"

A large clapping and hollars from the last table, Slytherin, emerged. Draco strode over with a smirk upon his lips.

"Harry Potter," McGonagall called

I squeezed Harry's hand as he went up there. This got everyone's attentions. All the professors scooted forward in anticipation, and although my back was turned, I knew all the students were too. Harry's took the longest. Harry's lips were moving as though he were talking to it. After a minute, maybe two, the hat bellowed, "GRYFFINDOR!"

I high-fived Harry as he walked over to the Gryffindor table who was all standing on their feet. People were patting Harry on the back and greeting him to the table. His eyes flickered to mine several times.

I guess a few people were ahead of me, three to Ravenclaw, three to Slytherin, and one to Hufflepuff. There was five of us left.

"Aphrodite-Desdemona Malfoy," McGonagall called. Why did she have to say my hyphenated name? I thought with hatred.

I stepped up to the steps and sat on the stool smiling. The hat was placed on my head and a voice said, "Another Malfoy? Who knew! I know what I should do with you... Slytherin of course. There's something about you that says Gryffindor. You have all the necisary talents and personality to be Slytherin—cunning, sly, arrogant, and cocky. They all describe you but yet Gryffindor seems to fit you." There was a pause. People were staring at me. I presumed I was up there longer than the famous Harry Potter. "GRYFFINDOR!" It bellowed.

I froze, the Gryffindor and the Slytherin tables both froze, so did McGonagall.

"This can't be right," Snape's familiar voice said, closer to me. I glanced over and he was standing next to McGonagall.

"It's what the hat said," McGonagall intercepted.

"But she's a Malfoy. Related to the Blacks. She should be in Slytherin for sure," Snape's voice carried.

"What's done is done," McGonagall said taking the hat from my head.

Inside I was happy I was in Gryffindor, especially because it was with Harry! I walked over to the Gryffindor table and sat next to Harry. There was no clapping or hollering when I walked over, just silence and staring.

"Congratulations," Harry whispered to me. I smiled and under the table both of our hands intertwined. I bit my lip and looked at him smiling.

The rest of the people were Sorted and the Headmaster, Dumbledore, explained the Forbidden Forrest was off limits and the third story was out of bounds and anyone were to be caught will suffer the consequence. He picked up his goblet and annouced, "Let the feast begin!"

The tables filled with platters full of food. Golden plates, silverware, and goblets were in front of us. The goblet was filled with what looked like pumpkin juice. I grinned. The food looked absolutely divine! As I was shoveling all sorts of food on my plate, a boy started talking.

"The name's Seamus, I'm half and half. Me Mum's a witch and me dad's a Muggle. Quite a shock when he found out," he said drinking his pumpkin juice.

"I'm a muggle-born," said Hermione from across me. "My Mum and dad were so proud of me! They always said I would shock them with great news one day."

Ron laughed. "I'm a pureblood..."

"I'm a half-blood," Harry murmured.

"We all know that," Seamus said.

"I know," Harry muttered even quiter. He fidgeted in his seat. His hand rested on his scar again.

"It hurts again?" I asked.

He nodded and kept looking at the teachers' table. "Say Percy," asked Harry to one of Ron's older brothers. "Who's that teacher at the end."

"Oh, that's Professor Snape," Percy said wiping his napkin against his face.

"What's he teach?" Harry asked looking at Snape.

"Potions," I said before Percy could. "But he's all about Defense of the Dark Arts. He fancies it like he did..." I stopped talking. I heard Snape talk about Lily Potter a lot, of how much he loved and how arrogant and lazy James Potter was. I couldn't bring up Harry's parents... I mean they were dead. It was disrespectful.

"You would know that," said Fred and George, Ron's older twin-brothers.

"Just because I'm a Malfoy?" I asked leaning forward to glare at both smiled and laughed. I laughed too.

The rest of the feast, I made small talk while eating everything I could. Percy was taking us first years to the common room. He was talking and talking about something, but I wasn't listening. I was looking around as I walked. It was so beautiful. The way the stairs changed and the portraits moved.

Everyone suddenly stopped; I stopped too. We were at the Gryffindor portrait. Percy muttered the password, saying he'd tell us in the common room. We all filed into the room. It was stunning. There was couches and chairs all decked out in Gryffindor red and gold. There was a wall of books, Hermione would love that. There was a few tables and chairs, probably for studying or playing games. It looked peaceful. The carpet was red accented with gold. Then, of course, there was Gryffindor banners on each wall.

"Gather around," Percy said. We all stood around him. "The password to get in is Caput Draconis. Don't forget the password or you may be waiting outside to portrait for a while. Now, girls dormitories are upstairs and to the right and boys same, but to your left. You will find that your stuff will already be upstairs. Please get situated and go to sleep. First day of classes for you all." We all stood there nodding. "Well get going!"

I laughed and gave Harry a hug. "Meet down here in to morning so we can walk to breakfast together?" Harry smiled and nodded. We went our seperate ways. I followed Hermione upstairs and to our dormitries. My stuff was next to a bed in the back. I smiled and walked over to it.

"This is great," I said smiling. I fell asleep quickly, not even bothering to change into my dressing gown.

A/N: Hey guys! Told you I'd update soon! Owls will be coming with letters tomorrow... what will Aphrodite get..? STAY TUNED!
-SerialLover