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𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑
I do not own any of these characters unless they are the Evans family or Families that are not me mentioned in the films/books. The rest of the characters are owned by J.k Rowling.
Trigger warning
chapter includeds mention of toxic relationships and manipulation and the use of cuss words. If you are sensitive to these topics please read at your own caution.
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They arrived at Hogwarts carrying their luggage to a large gate that one of the teachers was waiting by with a scroll that contained students names.
"First years straight through, please" Professor Mcgonagall spoke pointing to Hagrid.
"we'll see you in the hall, Eleanor" Frankie said rubbing her hair. Eleanor walked of quickly, she was nervous and it was obvious, she looked back a few times but all her siblings could do was wave and smile at her.
Professor Mcgonagall cleared her throat holding her scroll up "Now, for those who are in second year or transfer, when you come up to me please give me your name and put your luggage in the corner." she paused taking a look at everyone "your luggage will be in your dormateries when you arrive" Professor Mcgonagall said looking down at her scroll.
Students were giving their names walking through the gate and placing they're luggage. Enola felt as if she was being watched, it was quite a strong feeling actually.
"do you feel that?" she tapped Frankie on the shoulder crossing her arms.
"Feel what?" he asked, looking down at her, Enola started to feel uneasy looking around her until her eyes met his, those ocean blue eyes everyone seems to fall inlove with.
"Malfoy, huh?" Stefan said paying attention to how Enolas and Dracos eyes were locked. Enola shook out of the trance.
"no! What the fuck!" Enola slapped his arm, but all Stefan and Frankie could do was laugh. She growled at them looking back over at Draco who was still looking.
"miss?" Professor Mcgonagall said looking down at Enola, she snapped out the trance she found herself in again.
"oh, uh." she paused, Enola realised what she was supposed to do and smiled awkwardly having holding up the que. "Enola, Enola Evans" she said clearing her throat. Professor Mcgonagall looked for her name, when she found it Enola was let through. She placed her luggage and her owl down where everyone else's was and waited for her brothers.
They finally got through after waiting atleast ten minutes, Enola sighed in relief feeling awkward just standing there.
"what took you so long" Enola said stomping her foot and folding her arms.
"We're in different years so it took a while to find both our names" Stefan said rubbing his neck.
"okay then, you're forgiven". She said looking away smirking, they smirked at eachother and chuckled at her sassynsss. People who walked by looked at their Slytherin robes and immediately made her uncomfortable.
"Have nothing better to laugh at?" she snapped looking over at the Ravenclaws closely inspecting us, they immediately looked away.
"come on, we better get going before all the carts get taken" Stefan said putting his arms on our shoulders. They walked over to the cart and sat down on it, but there was a seat left so they couldn't leave unless it was full. But thats when he showed up. God it was if he was everywhere. Enola sat uncomfortably feeling his gaze on her.
"Can you stop looking at me" She said clenching into her seat, Draco leaned in looking at her more.
"or what, you're ganna sabatage my potion and nearly kill me like you did with that girl?"
Her heart sunk to those words. She didn't want to be reminded about that, if he remembered it what's stopping everyone else from remembering too.
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All the students sat in the main hall in there houses waiting for the first years to be sorted. Every one was talking to people in their houses. Most people on the Slytherin table were throwing paper aroplains at the Gryffindors. The Gryffindors were giving snarly looks at the Slytherins. The Hufflepuffs were decorating flowers for their common rooms and Ravenclaw were studying.
The door flung open, everyone jumped looking at the doors when finally Professor Mcgonagall walked in in her usual green dress followed by the first years in their plain black hogwarts uniforms and their black coned shaped hats. Every house inspected each student carefully. However, the Slytherins or Ravenclaws hardly got a glance at them since they were being covered by the Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors.
Professor Mcgonagall took her place on the stage holding the script out full of first year names.
"Patricia Parkinson" was the first name called out, Enola looked over at Pansy smiling, pansy returned the smile.
"Slytherin!" the sorting hat shouted, everyone but the Slytherins stayed silent, all of Slytherin were on their feet clapping at whistling not caring about the other houses judgments towards them.
"Daniel Laycock" Professor Mcgonagall shouted. The boy slowly made his way to the sorting hat looking smug.
"Ravenclaw!" the Hat shouted, the boys facial expression seemed disappointed, he said the hat was stupid under his breath.
Professor Mcgonagall held the script out again "Eleanor Evans". This was it, the only moment that mattered right now. It was her turn, everyone's eyes went straight to her knowing the house she was going to be in.
"hmm.. Let's see... Yes, yes" the sorting hat took a while in its decision "Slytherin". Once again the Slytherins were in their feet but the other houses were relieved she wasn't in their houses.
After everyone was sorted a feast was served to welcome the first year's. There was chicken, beef, gammon anything you thought of was there.
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After the feast everyone was full and bloated, everyone looked as if they were going to be sick by how much they ate.
Everyone went to their common rooms being lead by the house prefects, I was walking with Freddie, Stefan and Eleanor since we wanted to congratulate Eleanor on malking Slytherin.
"See, there was nothing to worry about" Enola smiled grabbing Eleanor's shoulder gently. Eleanor had the widest smile on her face, in fact no one's ever been this excited to be a slytherin. It was pure.