Chapter Three: Worst Sorting

Chapter 3

“Beth?” George called out, making my head snap towards the direction of his familiar voice. “Yes Georgie?” I replied, looking up from my Muggle novel. “We’re almost there.” he remarked, looking out the window. “Yeah,” Fred joined in, grinning at his twin brother as he looked out the window. I left my bookmark at the page I wasn’t done with, and closed the book shut. My eyes lit up and I looked out the window, and exclaimed, “Really? Really?” “Yes really, Bethany.” Fred and George said in unison, before bursting out laughing. Bethany was the worst nickname they gave me. I smacked them in the shoulders. “Do not call me Bethany!” “Fine, lil’ sis.” Fred replied, rubbing his shoulder. “We should go.” George added, and Fred nodded. “Where’s Ronnie? He’s supposed to be your twin brother, ya know?” Fred said, and they both stood up, and left. “Ugh, idiots, those two.” I grumbled to myself, collecting all my bags and belonging, before swinging them over my shoulder and heading out of the compartment, trying to find Ron. *** What seemed like an hour but was only five minutes passed, and I still haven’t found my twin brother. As I was walking through the train, I met him. The idiot dork, Draco Malfoy. “Watch where you’re going, Weasley.” he snarled at me. “And if you don’t . . . ” “What? What if I don’t?” I spit, my jaw clenched. “You’ll . . . Regret it.” He replied, and pushed past me. Something about his voice made me think that I won’t regret it. *** “Weasley, Elizabeth.” McGonagall’s voice rang in the Great Hall, and I sighed in relief. Finally, it was my turn. I sat down on the stool and she put a filthy hat on my head, which covered my eyes. Ugh! There was dust that got in my eyes! “Ah, another Weasley! Well, it’s obviously Gry — wait, wait, a second. She’s different. Really, really, different.” the voice sounded like it was frowning. “Cunning and bad girl? She’s ambitious, wants to become a writer. She is really clever, huh? Sorry, Miss Weasley, you’ll have to suffer, but I cannot lie — SLYTHERIN!”