Dirty Little Secret
Prologue
A lot of people hate me. Why? Maybe because I am a little stubborn, a little mean to some people (all people), a little spoiled and a little devil as some people call me. But who isn't? I mean, I have to live up to my name and to the house I'm in. The name Green has been for centuries in the Wizards world and I am not the first one to soften up and make my name look like an ordinary name. All my family is Pureblood and we are powerful Wizards. And we all were in Slytherin, and when I say all, I mean all. Some of my friends ask me (yes I do have friends) why do I have to be so mean to Draco Malfoy? Well that is because I have a little secret, a dirty little secret that I haven't told anyone. No point in telling you guys! Or maybe I will, someday. I like being in centre of attention and I like being liked. Most girls fear me and that's why they like me. I like to torment the first years. They are like my own personal little helpers. Don't get fooled by my sweet face, I can be the devil if I want to. Being a Slytherin is the greatest thing ever. My family is one of the most respected Wizard families out there. Everyone knows Jack and July Green. And everyone knows me.
Chapter 1 – the beginning –
"Please promise me that you will listen to your teachers and to professor Snape, cause you sure will be in his house. And don't be mean to the other girls just because you are a better witch. And write to us every week. You promise?" the mother asked her only child who was standing in front of the Hogwarts Express heading for her first year at Hogwarts.
"Yes mother. I promise to listen to the teachers and I will try not to be mean. I still can't forget my cousin's face when I screamed at her. But I couldn't help, she is such a screw up." The little girl said to her mother
"Well please, at leats try." Her parents never grounded her or screamed at her. She was spoiled every day with whatever she wanted and that didn't help with her behaviour. She knew that whatever she did her parents wouldn't ground her so she went on and did it. She was mean with anyone that didn't agree with her. But it's too late now to change her, isn't it? The little girl said goodbye to her parents and got in the train. She went to find a compartment. She looked everywhere but it was full. So she decided to find one where there weren't so many people. She entered one where there was a girl and 2 other boys.
"Is this seat taken? Cause everywhere else is full." She politely asked which was a hard thing for her.
"No. You can seat here. My name is Ashley Grey by the way and these are Derek Smith and Tom Riley." The brunette girl said as an introduction.
"Nice to meet you, my name is Emma Green." She said nicely.
"Why do people have last names as colours?" Tom Riley asked
"What do you mean?" Ashley asked
"Well your name is Grey and yours is Green."
"Yeah so? They are also names. What is your problem?" Emma asked furiously. She was starting to forget about the promise she made to her parents.
"Wow calm down Green! I was just making a funny remark. Merlin!" Tom was somehow annoyed by the blonde girl. But he tried he's best not to make any other rude comments.
"Speaking of colours, what is your favourite colour Emma?" Ashley asked
"Green" Emma asked firmly
"Well why am I not surprised?" Tom asked with a mocking voice
"You better watch it or else …" Emma started to say
"Or else what Blondie?" Tom asked with a smirk
"Or else nothing! Nothing will happen. You 2 need to calm down. Act like grown-ups" Ashley shouted
"But we are 11" Emma said raising an eyebrow.
"Your point is?" Ashley asked her
"My point doesn't matter. Let's just get changed cause we are almost there." Emma said trying to be calm. She remembered what she promised.
They all got ready and by the time they realised, they were already there. All the first years were waited by a very tall and fat man. He led them to some boats that were going to take them to Hogwarts. They were all very excited. Emma heard some kid in her boat saying that Harry Potter is here in the boat in front of them. Her eyes got big when she heard that. She was very curious about the boy. Was the story really true? Or was it just a lie made up by people with issues? They all got of off the boats and entered this huge castle. They were led toward some stairs and in front of a huge door. They were to wait there till professor McGonagall will come to take them to the sorting hat. Emma heard a strange discussion
"It's true then, what they're saying on the train. Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts." She turned towards the conversation. But the boys who were talking were on the top of the stairs and she was on the bottom. She only got to hear that single sentence. But before she could move so she could hear more, professor McGonagall came and told them to go inside the great hall. Emma was impressed with the big room. It was beautiful. The ceiling was charmed so it would look like the sky covered with the sparkling stars. Everything was beautiful. All the children were taken in front of the big table where the professors were. There was a chair there and an old hat. Professor McGonagall said she will say everyone's name at a time and when that person is called he or she will have to go and sit on the chair so the hat could sort them in the proper house. It all went fine. A girl Hermione Granger was just sorted into Gryffindor.
"Emma Green" professor McGonagall said. She heard her name and she felt nervous. What if she wouldn't get into Slytherin? Her parents would be very disappointed. She took a seat and she felt the hat on her head.
"A clever one. Very smart indeed, you would make a good Ravenclaw but that is not where you belong. Hufflepuff wouldn't be the right place for you either. Maybe Gryffindor, you are brave for sure but I don't really know. Or maybe Slytherin, you do have all it takes to be in that house. I see a bright future ahead of you. So where should I put you? Where? Well I must say …. SLYTHERIN!" the hat shouted and Emma smiled as wide as she could. She went and sat down at the Slytherin table. This is the beginning of something great.
