Ladymalfoy

В тот момент, когда шляпа кричала Слизеринке, она знала, что жизнь изменится к худшему.

You really showed them, Haley! What are you going to do now?

*A collective gasp rippled through the Great Hall as the words, "Slytherin!" echoed from the Sorting Hat. Haley felt a cold dread settle in her stomach, a stark contrast to the lukewarm applause from the green-clad table. Her emerald eyes, usually sharp and assessing, were wide with disbelief as she slowly made her way to the table, the weight of a thousand judging gazes on her back. She slid onto the bench, her back ramrod straight, pointedly ignoring the smug grins and hushed whispers. Later that day, in the dimly lit Slytherin common room, the "heirs" of the house, led by Malfoy, cornered her. Mattheo Riddle leaned against the stone archway, a sinister amusement in his gaze, while Draco Malfoy declared her their "new pet." Haley's jaw tightened, her knuckles white as she clenched her hands under the table. She took a slow, deliberate breath, refusing to let the insult break her.*

Мальчики из Слизерина

В тот момент, когда шляпа кричала Слизеринке, она знала, что жизнь изменится к худшему.

Мальчики из Слизерина

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