{Great Hall, Hogwarts}
{1st Sep 1991}
"When I call your name, you will put on the hat and sit on the stool to be
sorted," Minerva instructed. "Abbott, Hannah!"
A small girl who looked really petite with blonde pigtails stumbled out of their group, she sat on the stool rather tentatively as Minerva placed the singing hat on her head.
As he watched Hannah Abbot get sorted into Hufflepuff, he realized that he had not given much thought to the Sorting Hat. He was busy watching the realistic-looking ceiling and the candles that simply hung there, ever-burning without a hint of wax being used.
"Black, Rigel" Professor Minerva called out his name and he could feel a lot of eyes turn, a strange silence enveloped the room as he stepped forward and sat down on the stool.
'Surely not right? The Hat should not be able to read my mind?' Rigel thought as Minerva placed the hat on top of his head. He had been so focused on admiring the witches and the various ways you could make a white shirt sexy, he had pushed the mind-reading hat at the back of his mind.
'The Hat was able to talk to Harry, maybe it was a very leveled Legilemency, but it shouldn't be that high a level considering most old families would not send their heirs here if a hat was able to scoop information secrets from their mind.' Rigel was broken out of his musings however as the hat shouted, "SLYTHERIN!"
He watched as the table on the right erupted into applause as Minerva removed the hat from his head. He wasn't sure what happened but a lot of people seemed surprised by the choice. He calmly walked forward and turned to the table on the right. His eyes scanned the end of the table that was closest to the teacher's table and he found a nice spot by a second year.
[Arlie Gorden Lv 5]
How was he so sure that they were second years, well it was because of their levels. The segregation was quite clear to his eyes as each year was separated by a multiple of 3. First years were around level 1 and 7th years were around level 18-20.
'So three levels a year, that's kind of low isn't it?' Rigel thought but after sharing a nod with Arlie he looked back at the sorting.
"Bones, Susan!" Prof. McGonagall spoke as a beautiful redhead witch stepped forward, her gait contained confidence, she looked straight ahead as Prof. McGonagall placed the hat on top of her head.
"HUFFLEPUFF!" The sorting hat shouted as the yellow badgers erupted into cheers. Rigel looked down, the lining of his robes had turned green and his tie was now striped green and silver as well.
The Sorting followed an irregular pace as each sorting sometimes took seconds and sometimes minutes. His sorting had been on the quicker end and in a few moments Millicent Bulstrode became the second Slytherin to be sorted. The girl was quite big and round, and although not as unpleasant to look at as the books and the movies made it out to be, it was enough that Rigel didn't even dare to use 'Requirement analysis' on her.
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"Granger, Hermione!" Minerva spoke as the next girl walked up the podium, Hermione here was a lot different than her canon counterpart. For once her hair was not almost blond like Emma Watson nor was she like the book Hermione with bushy brown hair. She looked quite beautiful with light freckles on her face that were barely visible, though, unlike the rest of the witches, she wasn't that keen to show off her body.
'Hmmm, I guess it makes sense, even if she had bushy hair, an 11-year-old Hermione wouldn't care about her looks as much as an 18-year-old would. Plus she's basically an adult now and should be ready to go to college before the Hogwarts letter came.' Rigel thought.
"GRYFFINDOR!" The hat shouted as the table on the left erupted into cheers. Rigel instead focused on Hermione and used 'Requirement Analysis' on her.
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[Name: Hermione Jean Granger]
[Measurements: 28"- 25" – 32" (A-Cup)]
[Description:]
[Hermione Jean Granger is a muggle-born witch in the same year as Harry Potter, she joins you in your 1st year at Hogwarts. A witch born from a long extinct line of squibs, Hermione is a sharp witch who has already completed her bachelor's degree in Chemistry. With the opportunity to learn magic, she decided to give in to her curiosity leaving her master's degree unfinished.]
[Considered an analytical and research genius by her mentor, Hermione she relies on her ability to theorize and solve complex magical problems. With a mature muggle education behind her, will she be able to solve the mysteries of magic, or perish due to an unforeseen experiment.]
[Status:]
[Lust: 0]
[Morals: 0]
[LP needed to dominate her: 5,000]
[Requirements!]
[1. Get better marks than her in any class or test.] {Locked: LP needed- 100}
[2. Consistently beat her in performing a spell before her 3 times in a row.]{Locked: LP needed- 200}
[3. Explain to her your understanding of magic and agree to join her study group.]{Locked: LP needed- 500}
[4. Reveal to her the existence of knowledge that is kept hidden in the vaults of older families.]{Locked: LP needed- 1000}
[5. Take advantage of her by asking for a kiss when she asks to loan any of the obscure books from your family vault.]{Locked: LP needed- 2000}
[6. Make out with her in the Library OR Show her the Room of Requirements.]{Locked: LP needed- 3000}
[7. Get a blowjob from her in the Library hidden behind bookshelves OR Have sex with her in the Room of Requirements.]{Locked: LP needed- 4000}
[8. Creampie her.]{Locked: LP needed- 5000}
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'Her requirements are a lot tamer than the other witches, maybe she would run away if I was too forceful.' Rigel thought as he read through the requirements. He sensed a familiar mana signature sitting next to him so he turned to Daphne and smiled, "Congratulations!"
"You were in a daze right there, you okay, you have been a little out of it?" Daphne asked as she whispered softly.
"No, I'm okay... I was just thinking you look stunning in green..." He gave her a cheeky smile as the blond looked away, her face returning to a stoic look.
'Hmm, she'll be a hard nut to crack!'
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AN - 29 chapters ahead at P.atreon