She Looked up at the delicate frozen windows, metallic spirals outlined the edges. Her face reflected into the window,  the grey eyes and blonde hair that was almost white. Dracana had natural cheeks and was as pale as a vampire, she was like every other Malfoy, her twin brother especially.

"Dracana, Draco, It's time to leave", said the sweet, yet stern voice of her mother. Hogwarts was waiting, Dracana wasn't nervous at all, and looking at Draco neither was he.

"Tut tut", cracked Lucius Malfoy, "Dracana, I'd appreciate it if you'd dress like your wealthy, not like a poor muggle", He looked at his wife "Does she have something that looks presentable? I can't have my daughter dressing  like . . . like a Weasley".  Nacrissa hurried up the marble staircase into Dracana's room, taking only seconds to find nice black robes with a fancy black dress underneath.

"Put this on", she said annoyed, obviously at Lucius.

*  *  *

Dracana felt queasy, she just apparated to Kings Cross with her family, she hated apparating, it made her feel sick every single time. She looked at Draco, his robes covered expensive dress pants and a white collared dress shirt. They boarded the train finding a seat with Vincent and Gregory. They were friends, mostly of Draco's, but I found them okay.

"Isn't Harry Potter 11 this year? I asked Draco concerned

"Yes", Draco sighed, "I could be greater than ever if I were friends with that bloke. He is rich enough to be one of my mates, but I heard his mum was a muggle", he smirked.

"And your point is exactly?", I looked out the window and rested my head on the palm of my hand.

"He has muggle blood in him, don't you know muggles are a disappointment to the wizarding world", Draco sneered. Vincent and Gregory nodded. I crossed my arms.

"I agree muggle suck but he technically  is a half blood, not a muggle. Muggles can't do magic", I added.

I got no response, the compartment was silent until we arrived at Hogwarts.

*  *  *

An old woman held a piece of parchment in one hand, an ugly old hat in the other. She was wearing emerald green robes and her grey hair was tied precicely into a bun.

"When I call your name, you will put on the hat and sit on the stool to be sorted", she said. "Abbott Hannah!"

"HUFFLEPUFF!" shouted the hat.

"Bones Susan!"

"HUFFLEPUFF" Shouted the hat again, and Susan scuttled off  to sit next to Hannah.

"Boot, Terry!"

"RAVENCLAW!"

"Brocklehurst Mandy"

"RAVENCLAW!"

"Brown Lavender"

"GRYFFINDOR"

"Bulstrode Millicent"

"SLYTHERIN"

I thought for a while, I really wanted to be in Slytherin, i couldn't wait to be in it, my whole family has been in Slytherin. Hermione, Justin, Ron, Neville, and Morag went before . . .

"Malfoy, Draco", I watched as my twin brother swaggered forward when his name was called, he got his wish at once
 : the hat had barely touched his head when it screamed, "SLYTHERIN"

"Malfoy, Dracana", McGonagall yelled out. I didn't want to move, I had to though, I hoped the hat would do the same for me as it had for Draco, After all we looked alike and partially acted alike. I walked forward as Draco had, sitting on the stool and the hat touched my head. I heard whispers, why wasn't it yelling Slytherin? The hat was obviously thinking, "Different from the brother aren't we, yes, yes, not as eager to accomplish great glory either. I was confused, same with the rest of Hogwarts.

"Sort the child already!" Yelled Fred, "We want to eat!" agreed George.

"Hmm, I guess it should be . . . . SLY . . . wait, no", said the hat. "Better be Gryffindor", my face went into a frown and i took of the hat and looked at its mouth. "It is where you should be", it whispered.

"NO!", I screamed. and threw the hat on the floor, stomping on it as I went to the Gryffindor table

"Everyone pick their favorite tune". said Dumbledore, "and off we go!"

The school bellowed  :

"Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hoggy Warty Hogwarts,
Teach us something please,
Whether we be old and bald
Or young with scabby Knees,
Our head could do with filling
With some interesting stuff,
For now they're bare and full of air,
dead flies and bits of fluff,
so teach us things worth knowing,
Bring back what we've forgot,
just do your best, we'll do the rest,
and learn until our brains all rot"