Chapter 1- Wrong house
Angela is 15, just transferred from another Wizarding school, and so she has to get sorted.
"Angela Harrison!" Professor McGonagall calls her name.
Angela walks up to the sorting hat and sits down. The hat is placed on her head..
The hats voice is deep and scratchy. "Hm... I see. Loyal to her family... Has some secrets to keep.... Slytherin? No.... HUFFLEPUFF!"
Angela freezes, that wasn't supposed to happen, she's a Slytherin, not a dumb Hufflepuff... The hat is taken off her head and she glares at it. She refuses to sit with those Hufflepuff imps, so she goes to the Slytherin table. Where she belongs.
She sits next to a boy, who looks about the same age as her, dark skin, probably about 6'0"...
"You lost, little Hufflepuff?" The boys voice is sly and cold.
"I'm not a Hufflepuff."
"The hat says differently."
"I don't belong with those... Imps."
The boy looks her up and down, slightly impressed. "You seem like my kinda person, I'm Blaise."
"Angela."
"Hey, my sister has an extra bed in her dorm, why don't you stay there? You clearly don't want to be in your own house."
"Why not."
