Sidney's P.O.V.
People have given me more than I deserve many times in my life, but, when I was younger, I didn't deserve for my parents to die. I was only a kid, a stupid kid that had no control of anything. How my parents died is a long story, and in my taste, a waste of my time. I wasn't about to bring old depressing feelings back.
So, like any other orphan I was sent to an orphanage, with the money that was left behind though, I didn't really stick around there much. Even though, it was legally my home, they never noticed if I was there or not. And then, when I got my acceptance letter to Hogwarts, I finally decided that Hogwarts was really my home.
My first couple days at Hogwarts were very eventful; I was placed in the Slytherin house and met a girl that was soon to be my best friend. I also made friends with Draco, Crabbe, Goyle, and Blaise. They weren't much of a friend as Kimber was to me, but they were the type of group you would hang out with if you didn't want anyone to bother you. So, it seemed like a legit group that I could be myself in.
I sat down in the study hall next to Regulus, he was a 3rd year at Hogwarts, and ever since we meet he became somewhat my tutor and my study buddy. Since he was in a higher grade than me he pretty much knew all the answers to my homework, so it was hard to fall behind on my grades when he was there.
"So, how's the slime ball doing?" Regulus asked, opening a potions book.
"Still a slime ball, but it seems like him and Kimber are now in a relationship," I said.
Regulus laughed quietly and looked at me. "And you're okay with this?"
"Of course, she's my friend, I'm happy for her. It just means that I can't plot to kill him anymore," I sighed.
Regulus smiled and turned back to his book, and the conversation ended there.
Kimber's P.O.V
It was only the first week of school and I had already made a perfect group of friends. Sidney, Draco, Blaise, Crabbe and Goyle. I was sorted into the Slytherin house. Which my parents always told me I would be in. At least they told me that before they died.
My parents were both Wizards. I come from a long line of pure blooded family. My parents were spies for Lord Voldemort in the last Wizarding war. But were killed a few years after the Dark Lord's downfall. During those few years afterwards they had me. I was 5 when they were murdered. They were cornered by a few Aurors. There cover had been blown that they had once worked with the Dark Lord. But they didn't go down without a fight. It took 5 Aurors to finally bring them down. And even though they are dead, I am still proud that they didn't give up.
I sat crossed legged by the fire in the Slytherin Common room. Mesmerized by the flames. My friends sat behind me at a desk. Heads bent over a book. Trying to complete our first load of homework. I had already finished mine with ease. And I was hoping that the rest of the year would go that easily with homework for me.
I stood up, and walked over to the table. To see if I could be any help. They were stuck on problem 7.
" It's A" I mumbled. Crabbe, Goyle, Blaise and Draco looked up at me.
" And how do you know that?" Goyle said.
" Because I at least try to pay attention in class." I said, I pulled up a chair. And sat down to be of service. " So would you like my help?"
" We don't need your help." Goyle argued.
" You know Goyle, sometimes you can be such an arrogant ass."
" What did you call me?" He fumed.
I looked directly at him and leaned in, " An. Arrogant. Ass." I punctuated every word. He stood up pulling out his wand.
" You dare touch her. And you will wish you hadn't." Draco promised. Goyle looked at him. And saw the fiery truth in Draco's eyes, and quickly sat down. I smirked.
" The next two answers are the hard ones. 8 is C and 9 is D." I said, then walked away.
Whittley's P.O.V.
I stood alone in the Ravenclaw common room. Everyone else was still in their dorm rooms working on their homwork. I started mine in class and got half way done. I finished it it about five minutes when I got back to the common room. I sat down on the couch that had been placed before the unkindled fireplace. The school year had just begun and there was nothing more than a slight chill in the air. A fat fluffy cat stood onthe ground next to the couch looking up at me with expectant eyes. I looked at him, and patted my lap. He jumped up and sat down on my legs. I began petting him as I got an idea to kill the time. I pulled out a piece of parchment and a quill and began writing.
"Dear mom and dad, I thought I'd send you this letter just to let you know how i'm doing. First of all, I got sorted into Ravenclaw, sorry dad. Although the sorting hat did tell me that he did have a hard time choosing betweent Ravenclaw and Slytherin. I guess I got mom's brains and your slyness. Kiwi seems to be adapting to the castle very well." I stroked the cat sitting on me. "And check this out, I'm writing with a quill. How cool is that? Right, well tell Thalia that I miss her already. I miss you guys too of course. Love you, Whittley."
I signed it and folded it up.
I decided to tour the castle. I stood up and carried Kiwi back to the dorm room. After putting him back I went outside the common room to the hall way. I began walking and memorizing what was giong to be a part of my life for the next seven years.