This is my last year in Hogwarts. I can't believe it. Time passes so fast. It only seems like yesterday that I walked into the Great Hall and got sorted into Slytherin.

Yes, I am a pureblood. Bla bla bla...

I'm probably going to be a Death Eater and kill hundreds of wizards and muggles alike. I'm expecting it to happen. Everyone in my family is a Death Eater. So, really, what other choice do I have? All I can do is suck it in and deal with it.

My name is Alex Williams by the way. And yes, Alex is a male name, I know that. My parents had been hoping for a son and that ended up with only picking out possible male names. So when they got me they just gave me the name of the son they oh so wanted. Nice of them isn't it?

I'm not really a complete and total bitch like my other classmates (depends on the situation). I'm probably a bloody saint compared to them. Of course, I wouldn't really know since I'm not friends with them. Yes, feel bad for me won't you? I'm not a complete loner though. I have my ever reliable friend Alice to help me out with my loneliness. She's in Ravenclaw. So my ever low status in my own house hasn't hit rock bottom yet.

I frowned then. Where the hell was that girl?

"Alex!!"

I looked towards the door, counting down the seconds.

5…

4…

3…

2…

1..

The door slammed open, revealing my best friend, Alice.

Yes. We both have names that started with the letter 'A'. Except hers isn't a guy's name…

Oops. Did that sound bitter? Oh. Okay then.

I am bitter. I deserve to be bitter.

Ahem…

Anyway! Back to the point! Alice is the first person I met in Hogwarts. Who knew it would create a long and lasting friendship that would probably be broken the moment I step out of Hogwarts on our last day?

She's a blonde. Sharp as a whip! Alice is not an airhead, unlike other blondes. Not that I'm biased or anything. It's true. Some blondes are not as smart as others.

"Alex! Alex!" she was waving her hand in front of my face.

"What?" I asked, curious at her overexcited behaviour. She never acted like this. Ever. Unless it was some super important—

"We have a new DADA teacher!"

Oh yeah. That Lockhart guy got fired, something about a spell backfiring because of a malfunctioning wand. I snorted. Who was stupid enough to use a broken wand? Really.

Her blue eyes were twinkling at me, expectant.

"Oh. Who is it then?" I asked her, keeping the disinterest out of my voice. All DADA teachers so far have been complete weirdos. I haven't seen a competent one in all my years in that school.

"Some guy named: Remus J. Lupin." She answered, smiling brightly as if she knew something I didn't, which was a common occurrence.

"What's the 'J.' stand for?"

"Don't know. But I heard he's on the train!"

This made me raise my eyebrow. You know how intimidating that is when someone does that to you? Well, mine isn't intimidating at all. Such a horrible quality seeing as that I'm supposed to be a Death Eater someday. What if I have to interrogate someone and they laugh at my raised eyebrow instead of be afraid? That would really suck…

"…go see him, don't you think? See what kind of teacher he is." Alice babbled on excitedly, unaware of my trying to be intimidating face.

"Go see him…" I repeated dully, crossing my arms. "We'll see him when we get there. No point doing in now."

"Alex!!" she was pulling me up now, which wasn't really hard since she's taller than me.

Actually, she's everything I'm not.

She's blonde, blue-eyed, and tall, almost like a model.

And I have black hair, curled, like that Goldilock's girl in that muggle fairytale, and silver eyes, not to mention I'm barely 5"3. And, of course, the guy name. But I have to say, silver eyes are definitely points for me.

Alice says I look like a doll.

I shiver. Creepy. Never liked dolls, just my luck I get compared to those.

"…heard that he was a student here once." I heard her go on, sitting on the seats in front of me.

I blinked, realizing that I was lost in my thoughts once again. Have I said that I have a really short attention span? Because I do. And believe me when I say I've gotten a lot of detentions because of that tiny little detail that makes up Alex Williams.

Amazingly enough though, I can pay attention during Potions, not because Prof. Snape was scary, no, it's because actually like that class, bonus for me since he's our head of house.

Aww…

To think that after this year I'll be saying goodbye to my carefree life.

I'm gonna miss this place.

I'm even gonna miss Prof. Snape!

Oops, drifted off again. Damn. I really should stop doing that…

"Aren't you going to change into your robes yet?" she asked, breaking off from her new teacher tirade. It was only then I noticed she was already wearing hers.

I stood up then, "I'm going now. Be back in a few."

I left her there, making my way towards the dressing room.

I barely noticed the chill that suddenly came over me, or the train slowly moving to a stop, I was lost in my own thoughts.

I was so going to regret that later.

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Hi guys, hope you liked this first chapter of confessions. Hahaha! It's been bothering me for a while now, just like all those other fanfics I'm trying to continue. Oh well. REVIEW!