Complicated

Chapter 2

This was going to be complicated. Scorpius kept telling me it shouldn't be, but he doesn't understand. He was expected to be in Slytherin and got in that house. I broke a thousand something old line of Hufflepuffs, not to mention my father didn't have the best perception of Slytherins. Here I sat, quill in hand, trying to figure out the best way to tell my father that I didn't end up a Hufflepuff. Should I have been working on my Potions essay? Totally. Was I going to before I finished this letter? Not a chance. Scorpius walked up behind me and sighed.

"It's really not that hard," he said.

"Yes it is!" I shouted. "I broke the line of Hufflepuffs. How I am supposed to explain that I got sorted into Slytherin?"

"By saying, 'Hey, dad. I'm a Slytherin,'" he snapped. "That's all you really need to write for him to get the point. What's done is done. He can't do anything to change your placement, so he might as well accept it." I sighed and looked down. I dipped my quill into my ink and put it to the parchment.

Dear Father,

It's me. My first day is over, but I guess I should tell you what color stuff you should get me for second term. I kind of broke tradition... I got sorted into Slytherin. Please don't hate me! Anyway, yeah... green and silver it is, I guess. I'm sorry I'm not a Hufflepuff like every other Scryer. I know you don't like Slytherin, but for my sake give it a chance. I love you! Tell mom and Trevor I love them too!

Uriel

I looked up from my letter and gave Scorpius a hopeful glance. He looked over my letter and nodded. "Nice and simple." I nodded and rolled up the letter. I'd take it to the Owlery later. I had a potions essay to write.

*

A few days later, I received a letter during breakfast. My heart started to thump faster when I saw it was from my family. I took in a breath as I opened the letter. Scorpius noticed this and watched my reactions carefully as I started to read the letter.

My Little Uri,

I'm surprised to hear of your placement, but I'm not disappointed. I was probably time for tradition to be broken. After all, I married your non-magical mother. That was a breach of tradition. You'll see a bit more green and silver when you return for Christmas break. Let me know if you make any friends and how well you do in your classes!

Dad

I let out a sigh of relief. Scorpius smirked, knowing that he was right. "See?" he said. "Not complicated at all." I rolled my eyes and bit off a piece of toast. Why did he have to be right?