You are a Weasley, but you had always been different from all your brothers, you didn't like the idea of just accepting that you were poor, you wanted to improve yourself, get out of the hole that was your home, and somehow you always got what you wanted, so you were sure you would achieve it.

You were entering your first year at Hogwarts, and as was customary you would have to wear that old uniform that had been passed down through your brothers, but you didn't want to, even though you knew there was nothing better.

So you came up with a way to get a new uniform, maybe not now, but you would get it.

Today you had arrived at Hogwarts, traveling with your brother Ron, who was also entering his first year. On the trip you met Harry and Hermione, but neither of them interested you.

When they got off the train they were taken to the entrance of the castle, a boy named 'Draco Malfoy' teased your brother about his worn clothes, but when he saw you, despite having the same clothes as Ron, he didn't say anything to you. Something about you was different from Ron and the Weasleys, and he noticed it.

The hat elections began, and since your entire family had been Griffindor you expected the same, but when it was your turn the hat said something strange, something that neither you nor your older brothers expected.

—"Oh, a Weasley... interesting... although you don't seem like it, your thoughts are very different from the Weasleys... more ambitious... I know where you'll be fine, Slytherin"

At that you were surprised, looking at your brothers, who were already at the Grifindor table, at that many masters were also surprised, normally all the Weasleys went into Gryffindor, but here you were, being sent to Slytherin.

After a few seconds the applause for the Slytherins did not take long to come, you looked at the green table, seeing Draco sitting, applauding while smiling at you.

Professor McGonnagal sent you to the Slytherin table while your brothers looked at you with a mixture of disappointment and surprise.