It was already midnight and Damian still hasn't been able to go to sleep. All he did was toss and turn. It took him some time to decide upon leaving his bed but just as he was getting up, somthing slythered in to his bed! He jumped out of his bed in alarm n pull the covers off. There laid his pet snake, Raskla.
"Stop disturbing me!" he said to the snake in Parseltounge. The snake stayed there and lifted up its body, so that it was face to face with Damian. "I said stop disturbing me, so get off my bed!". His face went into a scowl and his glared his eyes at his snake. This time the snake obeyed him and it slithered of to its hiding spot, Damian's cupboard.
"Stupid snake.' he said to himself. It was already close to 1 'o clock but since he couldn't sleep he started to walk around his dorm. He was completely alone so he started looking through his stuff. Tomorrow was the start of his 7th year at Hogwarts, and naturally he hadn't prepared anything or given a thought about it.
He looked through his suitcase and found his "Head Boy" badge and there at the end of the badge was his name engraved on it. Damian Archer Gaunt. Yes, Damian was indeed a Gaunt and therefore, the heir of Slytherin. The Last Living Heir of Slytherin. All his life he has always wanted to follow Salazar Slytherin's footsteps. Although his mother hated it, it was his dream and though she tried hiding it from him, the secret was much too big to hide.
It wasn't hard to realise he was the heir of Slytherin. He was naturally a gifted Parselmouth just like Slytherin himself and Lord Voldemort. But Lord Voldemort has been killed therefore he is the the last remaining heir for his father, one of Voldemorts followers, was killed during the Battle of Hogwarts.
He kept looking at his badge with his blazing emerald green eyes. He felt so proud for becoming Head Boy. He felt like he was living up to the Slytherin name as he should be but there was only one thing he wasn't happy about. Or one person as you should say. Violette Rose Thorne. The smartest out of the smartest know-it -all's at Hogwarts and also the heir of Ravenclaw.
There was always something very peculiar about Violette. She was Ravenclaw by blood but there was just something about her that was just so Slytherin-like. Many people noticed that but nobody confronted her for none of them were brave enough. Everyone wanted to know the reason why she loathed mudbloods. As Ravenclaw's they usually prefer people with a thirst for knowledge whether they were purebloods or not barely mattered.
That wasn't the only Slytherin-like thing about her. It was also the way she would walk and talk and behave like a total Slytherin. But she was no Slytherin. There were many portraits of Rowena Ravenclaw in the castle and to think that after a 100 years later wouldn't look like her. Well think again. She looked a lot like Rowena Ravenclaw. She had the same strong yet elegant face structures, the long flowing black hair and at last the most beautiful sapphire eyes.
But Damian hated her. He never really knew why. He just instantly thought of her as an enemy. Whether it was because he had the typical slytherin mentality of just sticking with his fellow Slytherins or whether it was because of her being annoyingly smarter than him, he never knew the reason why.
Damian went back to his bed and closed his eyes, waiting for sleep to take over, He dreaded tomorrow, he would have to meet with Violette no matter how much he hated her, for she is the Head Girl. Soon, Damian was fast asleep and he was still unaware that this year was about to change his life to a whole different angle.
