Disclaimer: JKR doesn't own my plot, or Maria. The rest she can have.
Except for Severus. I get him.
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Maria looked at the hat. "Are you sure about this?" She asked.
Dumbledore looked at her with amusement. "Put the hat on, Marilliti."
She glared at the worn and dirty piece of headwear. It was humming softly to itself. She placed it on her head. *Hello.*
**And what House do you want to be in?** It asked sweetly.
*Ravenclaw.*
**Ok.** Maria was getting very suspicious of this hat. It immediately confirmed her suspicions.
"GRYFF- argle."
She growled under her breath. *You better not...*
**You belong there, you know.**
*Shut up and put me somewhere.*
**Anywhere?** The hat had a hint of resentment in it's tone.
*Go on.*
(sigh) "Slythrin."
The hall cheered in confusion. She hopped off the chair, bowed gracefully to the frowning hat, and walked to the Slythrin table, her robes trailing behind her.
After dinner, in the Slythrin common room, she frowned at the bare stone walls and chilly atmosphere. "Warmate Decorato." The walls blazed green, and when the aura faded, there were comfortable tapestries on the walls, two more couches covered in soft gray and green, and a roaring fire in the fireplace. A rug that was obviously wool, but was patterned in green snake scales covered the stone floor. When you walked on it, a trail of tiny moving snakes within the fabric followed your footsteps.
A boy appeared in front of her. She had not been introduced to him. His hair was pale, long, and slicked-back. His eyes were cold. "What do you think you are doing, first-year?" he spat it like an insult.
The other new Slythrins crowded around. Some sneered. Some looked afraid that they might be in her place someday. Some obviously wanted a fight.
*No help there.* She turned to face him, and gave him her best "Hello, damn you're cute" smile. "Dumbledore did say to make ourselves at home."
Snape walked in, and looked around. A path for him appeared through the crowd. "Draco, what happened to the commonroom?"
Draco snarled. "I'm just about to find out." He pushed her. The crowd of students caught her and threw her back.
Maria looked up at Snape. "Carry on, Draco, " she murmured. Snape looked at her. What he saw was a girl who was having fun... and a fifth-year that was going to shortly be in over his head.
Snape nodded. "I have some work to do. Remember, curfew is going to be enforced."
Draco grinned and shoved her again. "Huh, bitch? You messed up my common room! You gonna put it right for me?"
She smiled. "Maybe." She danced out of the way long enough to draw her wand. "Or maybe I'll just make you match it." She waved the wand and muttered under her breath. "Colorum personius!" Malfoy turned an eye- hurting shade of bright green.
The commonroom fell over laughing, and she took her chance to escape to the female fifth-year's bedroom. It was empty, but held five beds and sets of luggage.
She traded her luggage for that on the bed by the fireplace, waved her wand once more, and relaxed in the now much plusher room.
As she drifted off to sleep in an attempt to appease her horribly jetlagged body, she smiled. *This is going to be fun.*
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I am having fun. This isn't recreation, this is a story idea not letting me alone until I write it. The second chapter is incoming.
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Maria looked at the hat. "Are you sure about this?" She asked.
Dumbledore looked at her with amusement. "Put the hat on, Marilliti."
She glared at the worn and dirty piece of headwear. It was humming softly to itself. She placed it on her head. *Hello.*
**And what House do you want to be in?** It asked sweetly.
*Ravenclaw.*
**Ok.** Maria was getting very suspicious of this hat. It immediately confirmed her suspicions.
"GRYFF- argle."
She growled under her breath. *You better not...*
**You belong there, you know.**
*Shut up and put me somewhere.*
**Anywhere?** The hat had a hint of resentment in it's tone.
*Go on.*
(sigh) "Slythrin."
The hall cheered in confusion. She hopped off the chair, bowed gracefully to the frowning hat, and walked to the Slythrin table, her robes trailing behind her.
After dinner, in the Slythrin common room, she frowned at the bare stone walls and chilly atmosphere. "Warmate Decorato." The walls blazed green, and when the aura faded, there were comfortable tapestries on the walls, two more couches covered in soft gray and green, and a roaring fire in the fireplace. A rug that was obviously wool, but was patterned in green snake scales covered the stone floor. When you walked on it, a trail of tiny moving snakes within the fabric followed your footsteps.
A boy appeared in front of her. She had not been introduced to him. His hair was pale, long, and slicked-back. His eyes were cold. "What do you think you are doing, first-year?" he spat it like an insult.
The other new Slythrins crowded around. Some sneered. Some looked afraid that they might be in her place someday. Some obviously wanted a fight.
*No help there.* She turned to face him, and gave him her best "Hello, damn you're cute" smile. "Dumbledore did say to make ourselves at home."
Snape walked in, and looked around. A path for him appeared through the crowd. "Draco, what happened to the commonroom?"
Draco snarled. "I'm just about to find out." He pushed her. The crowd of students caught her and threw her back.
Maria looked up at Snape. "Carry on, Draco, " she murmured. Snape looked at her. What he saw was a girl who was having fun... and a fifth-year that was going to shortly be in over his head.
Snape nodded. "I have some work to do. Remember, curfew is going to be enforced."
Draco grinned and shoved her again. "Huh, bitch? You messed up my common room! You gonna put it right for me?"
She smiled. "Maybe." She danced out of the way long enough to draw her wand. "Or maybe I'll just make you match it." She waved the wand and muttered under her breath. "Colorum personius!" Malfoy turned an eye- hurting shade of bright green.
The commonroom fell over laughing, and she took her chance to escape to the female fifth-year's bedroom. It was empty, but held five beds and sets of luggage.
She traded her luggage for that on the bed by the fireplace, waved her wand once more, and relaxed in the now much plusher room.
As she drifted off to sleep in an attempt to appease her horribly jetlagged body, she smiled. *This is going to be fun.*
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I am having fun. This isn't recreation, this is a story idea not letting me alone until I write it. The second chapter is incoming.
