Changing Of The Tides

“Bones, Susan!” I jumped as Professor McGonagall called my name. I walked up to the stool, and put on the Sorting Hat. It said to me:

“Ahh, fairly smart, and I see some courage in there as well. But you’re the type of person who isn’t judgmental, and is loyal to their friends. You’re going to have very many good relationships in your life with these qualities. Better be in HUFFLEPUFF!”

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Six years later:

It was my sixth year back attending Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I felt that I’d learned a lot so far. I also had lots of friends, as the Sorting Hat had promised me my first year. And my friends were from Ravenclaw and Gryffindor as well as Hufflepuff. The Slytherins mostly stayed away from us, and we from them. I’d even started dating Justin Fitch-Fletchley last year. Things were kinda awkward between us, but we were working on our relationship.

I’d been thinking about all this as I walked to the Great Hall to attend the feast. I must have been thinking too hard, though, because I wasn’t watching where I was going and bumped right into someone. “Sorry,” I said, as he helped me up.

He looked at me kinda funny, and then said, “Oh, don’t worry about it,” and hurried off. I didn’t know who he was. His robes had the Slytherin symbol on it. His blonde hair was streaked back, and his eyes were a brilliant ice blue. I walked on down the hallway.

I leaned over to Ernie MacMillian, and asked, “Who was that?”

“Draco Malfoy,” he answered back.

Draco Malfoy. I’d heard stuff about him. Like that he was a greasy little git, and a bully. I’d also heard that when his father, who was supposedly a Death Eater, was killed last year, he changed his ways and became a better guy. I’m not sure what’s true. But I’m not going to judge him until I’d gotten to know him first. If I ever got to know him.

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Draco’s PoV:

It was my first day back at Hogwarts, my sixth year. I thought about how much I’d changed in the last year. After Dad died, I realized how wrong all his ideas about power and wealth were, and I’ve been trying to change my ways. It’s hard, though, since I was surrounded by Slytherins.

I guess I wasn’t looking where I was going, because I crashed into someone. I looked to see who it was. A 6th year Hufflepuff. I didn’t recognize her. Besides, Slytherins had always kinda stayed away from Hufflepuff, because they supposedly soft and not fit to do magic. Ugh, I remember what I used to say before I got into Hogwarts. “If I was in Hufflepuff, I think I’d leave, wouldn’t you?” I feel bad. I’m sure they’re ok. It’s hard being a Slytherin.

Anyway, this girl was just stunningly beautiful. She had dazzling green eyes and soft blonde hair. “Sorry,” she said to me, as I leaned down to help her up.

Her voice was like a distant melody. It enchanted me. Then I realized I was supposed to say something. “Oh, don't worry about it,” I told her.

I watched her walk down the hall. She turned around, looked at me, and then whispered something to Ernie MacMillian. Lucky him. I wanted that girl for my own. I wanted to her her song-like voice in my ear. But I didn’t even know her name.