2014 (Rose's 2nd year)

2nd year...the year I met Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy. It's also the year I encountered the ever sweet and charming Hermes Jason Valour. Little did I know that a few years later I'd meet the annoying, Playboy known as Daniel Valour.

The night of the Sorting Ceremony

I watched as Professor McGonagall led the new first years towards the Sorting Hat, wondering how many of them will be sorted into Slytherin this year.

Professor McGonagall starts reading their names, the Sorting has begun. I quickly lost interest after she read the first name and only listened partly for any new Snakes joining our ranks. So far we have gotten 6 new Hatchlings.

"Potter, Harry"

I snapped back to reality as soon as I heard that name, the Great Hall was full of whispers at the mention of the boy-who-lived.

A small raven haired boy with striking emerald green eyes stepped up onto the raised dias with the Sorting Hat on. Slowly he put on Alistair (Sorting Hat) and the Great Hall held it's breath in anticipation. After a few minutes the Hat finally spoke.

"Better be... GRYFFINDOR!"

The entire Gryffindor House was going wild with the fact that they got the famous Harry Potter. I could've sworn I heard the Weasley Twins chanting "We got Potter!" I rolled my eyes, honestly I wonder why I put up with them sometimes.

"Of course Potter would be sorted into Gryffindor, being the so called 'hero' and all.", said a blond haired boy next to me, obviously a first year. "Judging from your tone, you had a encounter with him. I'm guessing it didn't go so well?" I asked him.

"Not that it's any of your business, but yes I guess you can say that." He spat at me. I raised my eyebrow at him at that. "Kiss your mother with that mouth?" I asked

"Sod off", he sneered at me.

"Hmm, I don't think I've introduced myself. My name is Rose Angela Monroe and I'd watch what you say to me. Now you are?" I asked, a little peeved at his obvious disrespect towards his fellow Slytherins.

His eyes widened for a second before he put up his mask of indifference. "My apologies, I wasn't aware. My name is Malfoy, Draco Malfoy."

I smirked. "Apology not accepted, yet. You'll have to earn it Malfoy. Starting tomorrow. Lunch time." He gulped and nodded quickly. Meanwhile the Sorting was coming to a close, considering they were already at 'V'.

"Valour, Hermes"

A dark haired boy strode ever so confidant towards the Sorting Hat. There is something familiar about him that I can't put my finger on. [A/N: Like I'd give her the chance to figure it out so soon, lolz, nah gurl keep struggling. If you don't get it go to the character page, also if you didn't get it...SHAME ON YOU.]

"SLYTHERIN"

He took the Hat of and joined the Slytherin table. Not long after, a few more names were called and thus the Sorting Ceremony came to a close and food started appearing quickly. Afterwards the headmaster said the usual warnings, do not go into the Forbidden Forest, don't wander around past curfew, no magic outside of classes, the third corridor on the right-hand side is out of bounds or we would face a painful death....wait WHAT? What's in the third corridor?! No I'd rather not know.

To bad I found out...it pays to be friends with bloody Harry Potter. Thank God I didn't have to befriend the rest of the Golden Trio. Turns out old Voldie possessed our 'stuttering' DADA professor in order to get the Philosopher's Stone, although something felt off when we encountered him...curious, very curious indeed.

It truly was an interesting year. I made friends with another Gryffindor and a arrogant Slytherin who grew up with his father's biased beliefs. And Valour? Barely a blimp on my radar, for the moment at least.

Oh how I wished I had taken more notice of him, at least then I would've been prepared for the 'invasion' of Gifteds and Gifted Originals that came after him the following year. But I was unfortunately too occupied to care.

Written: June 17

[Update, A/N: Ahhh so that's why I started writing about the Gifteds so soon...Darn it couldn't it be 2 years instead of a year?! Oh well, to late to change it now (I'm lazy) *shrugs*. Welp I'm gonna go try and give Harry some lines in the next few chapters.]

A/N written: June 18.