Chapter 103: Queen of Gryffindor!
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"Okay." She yelled with a brimming smile.
He stifled a sigh of relief. That was a close call. He almost made Astoria cry. He would have felt guilty if he had done that. While he indeed felt flattered and amused by her naive declaration to be his wife, he didn't know how to take it.
Give him a monster, he will kill. Give him a rescue quest, he will save. But please don't give him an overly romantic prepubescent girl who wants to marry him.
He didn't know how to handle that. Though it's not like he exactly lied to her. In a few years, when they would be older and be in their teenage years, he wouldn't mind dating her.
She was cute enough and he already loved her. Well, it was more brotherly love at the moment, but he was sure it could change in future with some effort.
Just like always, he would leave the future problems for future him. He had successfully postponed the disaster. It was good enough for now.
Iris, Daphne and Tracey rolled their eyes in sync seeing how Harry changed his tune at the first sight of 'sad' Astoria. And Neville just chuckled at his friend's precarious position.
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They bidded a nervous Astoria goodbye and saw a rare sight of Daphne being all soft and caring towards her anxious younger sister.
And for the first time that day, Astoria ignored him entirely and clung to Daphne like a little child she was, looking at her elder sister for guidance and confidence. It was telling.
However much the two Greengrass sisters bickered in front of others, there was truly a deep bond between them which couldn't be overshadowed by anything or anyone.
"Go, Tori. We will be waiting for you in the Great Hall. Everything will be alright." Daphne smiled tenderly, pressing a kiss on her head.
Astoria gave them all a brief smile before running towards Hagrid where all the first years were assembling.
The new first years would go by the boat while Daphne and her friends would use the carriage. The night was clear and full of moonlight. Astoria should have a beautiful memory of the scenic castle by the end of the night to remember forever.
As they chose a carriage and climbed into it, Iris and Harry remained out.
The redhead was pale and scared as she saw the macabre view of the skeleton horses tied to their carriage.
She gulped and was a moment away from running when her brother grabbed her hand and gave it a squeeze. Seeing them always drove it home that she was a killer.
"They are Thestrals. A type of magical creature. People who have watched others die are the only ones able to see them." Harry had said that sympathetically when she had first seen them last year.
Throughout the way to the castle, he didn't let go of her hand. And she was thankful for that. It kept her sane. It strengthened her belief that this person, her brother, who had killed thousands and yet was so kind and gentle, couldn't be a monster, that he couldn't be evil, that somehow with so much blood on his hands, he still was able to retain his humanity. If he could do it then she could too.
She wasn't a monster either. She too was a human. She too was good and not evil.
She was just like him.
Not a monster.
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Everyone casually applauded as a first-year student got sorted into Ravenclaw.
"Greengrass, Astoria." Professor McGonagall called.
The blonde calmly walked up the dais, keeping her expression stoic, imitating her sister. She sat gracefully on the stool and didn't show a single sign of nervousness as the Sorting Hat was lowered above her head. Before it could even touch her hair, the Sorting Hat yelled "SLYTHERIN!"
Everyone clapped good-naturedly.
But Astoria wasn't satisfied. Oh no, she wasn't satisfied in the least. She wrenched the hat from Professor McGonagall's hands and glared at it murderously.
"You didn't even touch my head. How the fuck did you sort me? Did you just guess? You fucking piece of sack. You unfair bastard. Put me in the fucking Gryffindor. Do your shitty job properly or I will fucking shove you up Hagrid's arse and pull you out of his nose." Astoria was absolutely livid as she threw down the hat and stomped on it in a continuous violent manner.
"Ouch! Ouch! Fine! Fine! You little demon! GRYFFINDOR!"
The hall was incredulous and dead silent, taking in what just happened, comprehending it slowly and rechecking their memories to be sure that what they thought happened really did happen.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome the Queen of Gryffindor. The Lioness. Whose roar has silenced everyone." Fred started with a proud grin in the quiet hall.
"Who bullied the hat to sort her in her preferred house. An incident that had never happened before and which would surely go down in history." George continued with a similar grin.
"Please welcome THE Astoria Greengrass." The twins announced together with a grand voice, standing by the Gryffindor table and bowing towards her.
Daphne was hiding her face in her hands as she was being consoled by Tracey.
"I don't know her. She is just another Greengrass. Don't look at me. I don't know her. Never seen her before." She kept mumbling in a loop.
"100 points from Gryffindor and three months worth of detention for you." Professor McGonagall said loudly, indicating her to go towards the red table. Her tone was a mixture of anger and disbelief.
Professor McGonagall wisely decided to ignore what came next out of the little tyke's mouth as she went away.
"Worth it." Astoria mumbled with a grin before skipping towards Harry who was chuckling softly as if it was a normal occurrence and nothing out of the ordinary. She shoved away Parvati, not even hearing her protest and sat beside Harry.
"Hey." She smiled cutely, clinging to his arm.
"Hey." Harry smiled, patting her head affectionately. "You hungry?"
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