Prologue

She looked up at the ceiling of the great hall in wonder and joy as she walked in with the other first years. Most of them frightened or in awe. She however just wondered what house she would be in Slytherin like her father or Gryffindor like her mother.

Her dark eyes took in the room much as her parents had before her. The night sky reflected from outside, the house flags that waved over each table. She stood in line waiting for her name to be call and becoming more nervous with each step. She had traveled the whole way to the amazing school by herself and had felt every gaze as it moved past her compartment while she read her advanced potions book.

She listened to where they were in the sorting, 'Only up to M,' she thought and looked around once more. Her attention was caught by a shot of Electric blue and she snapped her dark eyes in that direction. She saw a boy about a year older than she was and he had bright blue hair. She was gob smacked as she watched him change it from blue to bright orange and back as his friends all laughed.

"Snape, Shaelynn," her eyes snapped forward as her name was called and flushed a little because she hadn't been paying attention. She walked up the stairs to the old stool and looked over the crowd. Her mother had told her to expect comments and stares. To hold her head high and be proud of her name. She was a Snape, and her father had played a vital roll in the down fall of the Dark Lord, had given his life to see it happen.

She sat on up straight her black eyes looking out over the crowd. As she scanned the sea of eyes she caught the gaze of the boy with blue hair. He was looking up at her and had a warm friendly smile on his face. She gave a small smile back before the hat was dropped on her head and covered her eyes.

'Hmmm, interesting... both parents very brave... one was sorted in to Gryffindor and the other into Slytherin. Gryffindors rush head long into a fray...but not you. Oh you will stand and fight for what you want, but you're more cunning and clever when it comes down to it, just like your father in that respect and many others. That is the difference between Leaders and Warriors. I know just where to put you,' the hat whispered in her head. Then shouted aloud, "Slytherin."

Shaelynn looked back at the Gryffindor table where the blue haired boy sat. He still smiled, gave her a little wave and changed his hair to Slytherin Green and back. She blushed and waved back as she made her way to a cheering Slytherin table. She would have to make a special trip up to the head masters office tomorrow to see her father and let him know what house she was in so he could tease her mother about it.

She sat quietly waiting for the sorting to be finished, "Weasley, Victoire," and looked up at as a pretty blonde took the stool. She looked as Shaelynn and shot a cold look filled with hatred that made her gasp. She was confused on what she had done to the girl. She had spoken to no one on the train, no one in fact since the moment her mother had bid her far well on the platform. What could she have done to earn this girl's enmity? "Gryffindor," the hat called and was removed from her head and she ran to sit next to the blue haired boy. That was when she knew.

She looked on as the boy looked at Victoire with a smile and sighed. She noticed that he hadn't changed his hair for her, but knew that he would never notice her again. Not with Victoire around to block his vision. Oh well, she was at Hogwarts now. There would be plenty of people to become friends with.

-Yes I know it is short, but I promise that it will get better. And if you don't like fluff...sorry don't read it. But blue haired boy does get slapped...hehehe. OH on a side note I own nothing except the original concepts and my character. everything else JKR's. That is all.-Merridrew