The sorting

                                    

                                          
The sorting began almost as soon as you arrived no chance for you to have a quick look around for possible friends or anyone who could possibly make this whole process easier, and the fact that you were from a muggle family never helped anything.
The sorting felt like a year, there was only one thing everyone was waiting for; Harry Potter. There had been rumours on the train, most of which you didn't exactly understand, but you had gathered that he was somewhat famous and important. You were anxious to see if they were true, surely if the famous Harry Potter was at Hogwarts, you had no chance of making a name for yourself in this new world! You would always be in the shadow of Harry Potter. 
                          
To be sorted, you had to place an old, talking hat on your head, and he would determine your house based on your personality. It all seemed rather strange. The names were called one by one, and one by one they were sorted: GRYFFINDOR! HUFFLEPUFF! SLYTHERIN! RAVENCLAW! HUFFLEPUFF! SLYTHERIN! and finally you heard McGonagall's voice call out Harry's name. The room around you fell silent as the hat pondered upon which house he should be in. Then Finally, GRYFFINDOR! There was a roar of cheers from the Gryffindor table as Harry sat down. Then it was you. 
                          
As the hat was placed on your head he started his monologue: "hmmm miss Y/F/N. You're smart, cunning, kind, loyal, and you have a great longing to prove yourself, better be......(YOUR HOUSE)!!! You expected to hear the same roar of cheers as everyone else received, but nothing. Once Harry had been sorted no one cared anymore. You went and sat down next to a small and quiet girl. Her hair was bleached to almost white and her eyes were bright blue. "Hi! I'm Y/N. Is it your first year as well?" You said as she turned to face you. "Yes it is in fact! My name is Luna, and you seem sweet, would you like to be friends?" She held out her hand to shake and you took it. 
                          
As the feast begun you laughed and talked with Luna, sharing stories and learning about each other's worlds. Just as you bit down on a perfectly glazed pumpkin pastie you looked across the hall and saw him. 
A boy, with fluffy, chestnut hair and a sweet smile. He was just laughing with his friends, but it felt like the whole room was admiring his smile with you. How could you not? "Y/N? Are you ok?" Luna said tapping you. 
 "Y-yeh....." you trailed off as you escaped from your day dream, "Luna?...." you enquiried "who's that?" You pointed at the still laughing boy and smiled uncontrollably. "Ah! I think that's Cedric! He's in the second year, apparently he's lovely, we should talk to him!"     
"Um, you can...I think I'll stay here, I don't really know him." 
"Neither do I, we can say hello later" she said with a smile and handed you a goblet of lemonade.