Tracey skittered nervously up to the stool and donned the Hat, trying not to look at the Slytherin table. Not Slytherin, she thought as soon as she donned the Hat, I know I'm a Slytherin, I know, Daddy says so, but ... Please, not Slytherin. She was scared of them, really, that was the reason. She was scared that if she went there they'd find out that her Mum was a Muggleborn, that she had Muggle cousins that she actually spoke to occasionally (they weren't half bad, really), and Draco Malfoy would probably have her crucified ... 