I sat there in shock, then took the hat off of my head, and numbly walked over to the Slytherin table. I heard Hermione gasp as I passed the Gryffindor table where she sat. 

Draco gave me a smile, the only Slytherin that did. I sat across from him, and he leaned forwards and whispered to me, "Maybe we can be friends." I smiled back wearily, not too sure I wanted to be his friend anyways. During dinner, we talked some, and he seemed alright. In fact, we were almost friends. More like aquaintances. I liked him some, but not too much because he was a little rude when he talked about Hermione and other Gryffindors he'd met earlier, like two boys named Harry and Ron.

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