SLYTHERIN, THROUGH AND THROUGH
My name is Derek Cradel and I am in Slytherin.
Oh, don't give me that look. As soon as I say I'm in Slytherin, everyone automatically assumes I'm from a long line of pureblood Dark wizards who line their children up one by one to become Death Eaters. Well, I am pureblood. More or less. There's a few half bloods and muggle borns further up my family tree, but I don't really talk about them. My parents and grandparents are witches and wizards, so I class myself as a pureblood.
And a long line of Dark Wizards? Don't make me laugh. My mum was in Hufflepuff and my dad was in Ravenclaw. I think my granddad on my mum's side was a Slytherin, but apart from that I'm the only one in my family, without going back further in time. My sister's a few years younger than me and she's in Gryffindor. So all in all, a pretty well balanced family, I'm sure you'll agree?
I'm in fourth year. Yeah, there are a few people in my year who are children of Death Eaters. Alexis Jugson, for example. Nathaniel Yaxley. Alexis, I admit, is a bit nasty, but Nate's sound. There's a couple of others with families who haven't joined the Death Eaters, but think the Dark Lord's got the right idea. Passive appreciation, I call it. Then there's five of us who don't support him at all.
I met Nate's mum once. Ha. I say this with all sincerity: Pure evil, right through. I hope Nate doesn't read this. But he's not like her at all. It's the year above that are the real wankers. Well. Daphne's rather fit, but that's not really relevant. Draco and Pansy and all that little gang, though? I hate them. Most people do. This whole thing with the Inquisitional Squad, with that toad woman? They arselick her so much it sickens me.
I had a massive crush on a girl in the year above last year. In Hufflepuff. My birthday's in September and I think her's is around July or August, so she's actually only a couple of months older than me. Meghan Jones. Gorgeous girl. Porcelain skin, shiny black hair, big, really bright blue eyes. Half blood, I think, or she might have even been muggle born. Don't know, don't care, I'm not bothered by stuff like that. Anyway, I asked her to the Yule Ball. It may have looked like I was only asking her so I could go, being a lowly third year at the time and all, but I swear on my life I wasn't. I wouldn't have wanted to go if it wasn't with her. She slapped me. She actually slapped me! She said she'd rather go with the Giant Squid, because at least it wasn't likely to curse her.
That hurt me so much. I'm not really bothered any more, but at the time I honestly thought I was in love with her. And she refused to even give me a chance, just because I was in Slytherin. I mean, I like being in my house, I like most of the people there. You get a few cunts in every year, it's normal. Just don't persecute the rest of us for it.