Choices
The Slytherin common room was silent as the students watched the two warring sisters. All around, faces were lit with Slytherin's infamous flickering green light. In the center of the common room, the Greengrass sisters stood, shoulders squared, neither willing to back down.
The house was silent, but unevenly divided in their approval of the girls. Many of the older students seemed to agree with Daphne, and it was she who had the slight majority over her younger sister, Astoria.
The war was going in Slytherin's favor- not many things went their way. The Golden Trio were on the run. Muggleborns and Muggles were being exterminated by the thousands. Their head of house was now headmaster, and to top it off, Slytherins were favored in the new society. Most Slytherins did not protest. Astoria was clearly an exception, however quiet her attempts were.
"I don't understand what you are trying to do here!" Daphne said, her frame trembling with rage.
"I would have thought it blatantly obvious, sister." Astoria sneered, ice to her sister's fire.
"You are going about this the wrong way, Astoria. The Slytherin house does not interfere in the business of other houses." Daphne said coldly.
With a flip of her long, dark hair, Astoria snarled, "It becomes our business when all three houses are involved, don't you remember? Try and stop me."
Pansy Parkinson rose from the crowd of dark, brooding Slytherins. "You're acting like a filthy Gryffindor!" She shrieked at Astoria, a shaking finger pointed at the fifth year.
Astoria did a strange flourish, almost reaching for her wand, but deciding against it at the last second. She spun on her heel to face Pansy.
"I may be dressed in green, Pansy, but I am no coward."
"Astoria. Please." For the first time, Daphne's voice broke and she swiftly mended it before it could become anymore pronounced. "You're going to get hurt. Don't do this!"
Astoria sighed, her amber-eyed gaze flickering between her sister and the crowd watching them. with some unreadable emotion. She addressed her increasingly passionate words to not only Daphne, but to the entire Slytherin house.
"Daphne, I am against the very forces of the Dark Lord. I will ally myself with all those who oppose him- yes Gryffindors as well!"
Her statement made, Astoria exited the Slytherin common room, her brisk pace the only indicator of her slight fear as her sister lost control of her cold dignity.
Daphne grabbed a jar of Ancient Greek fire from the fireplace mantle and flung it at the retreating figure. It exploded just as the walls shut behind Astoria's heels. A pink tinge appeared in Daphne's pale cheeks. The implications were enormous.
The Slytherin common room was silent, everyone's faces twisted by the darkening blaze of the Greek fire. Several students shifted, murmuring amongst themselves.
In the dying light, Daphne locked eyes with Blaise Zambini and Draco Malfoy. Their choice was strikingly clear for the first time in a while.
The time for Slytherin to decide their true loyalties had finally come.
Fin
A/N:
Well… like it? Hated it? This was just an idea that came into my head after hearing the creative writing assignment… But yeah, any thoughts? This is a rewrite, with just a couple corrections. I think it's a bit better than the old version. PS: Calling all betas! I am in need of your services!
Moving on, review please! Gracias/Merci!
~Daniella