AN: I'd like to say hi to everyone who's reading!
This is just going to be an 8-shot, all of their years together, and YES- Brittana is an endgame.

This is their first year, when they get a little bit more older it will be longer chapters.

Rated M for later chapters.

The first time Santana see's her is in the Great Hall, during the 'sorting-hat-selects-your-house' ceremony. She learns that the girl with the blonde hair and striking blue eyes name is Brittany. She's cute, and has this relaxed and carefree expression on her face, which Santana finds incredibly relaxing. Huge changes from were she comes from, and from all her friends.

Quinn is standing close beside her; today her hair is pink with blonde stripes. Santana rolls her eyes; her best friend has never been great at controlling the fact that she's a metamorphmagus. They stand close to a blonde girl, and a girl with bushy brown hair- almost like a lion mane.

'I bet there is duck's in the sorting hat' someone says, and they hear a little giggle from somewhere near them.

"Brittany Pierce," that old lady announces. And a blonde girl climbs the stairs and hops up onto the stool. She and Quinn watch Brittany being placed in Ravenclaw, which is the house of wisdom and creativity, if she remembers her brother's explanation.

The long table where people with blue ties erupt in applause and wolf calls, and Brittany is welcomed with open arms. Quinn sneers beside her, and Santana knows that she is impatient of joining the Slytherins at the table beside Ravenclaws.

"Can't they just go on, I want to go to bed," she hears her friend hiss and she makes a noise low in her throat as an answer.

Not even a minute after that, Quinn makes her way up to sit down on the stool. The hat is placed on her head, but hesitates a second before it calls "Slytherin!"

Santana knows that it's because they're supposed to be cocky and smug when Quinn smirks. It doesn't reach her eyes, and she can see her best friend struggle with keeping up her walls. Quinn has never said anything about it, but Santana just knows that her dream was to be placed in Ravenclaw.

Her best friend is wise, a quick learner and she's always the first one to solve riddles and problems. Quinn isn't like that, but does it anyway. She is greeted at the Slytherin table, her new peers shaking her hand and curiously looks at her hair.

When it's Santana's turn to be sorted, her eyes trails of to the Ravenclaw table as well, just like Quinn's had, and a couple of seconds later the hat calls out "Slytherin!"

That Brittany girl catches her eyes for a couple of seconds, and it seems like she can see right through her. Santana barely remembered being greeted by the Slytherin table, but she can clearly make out cat-like blue eyes.

The second time she see's Brittany, is in Charms class. Quinn and she take a place next to each other, while their new friends, Sebastian and Jesse, takes the place behind them. Santana thinks that they're okay, at least better than all the other immature boys in their year. She notices that the people from Ravenclaw keep giving them these gazes, like they don't like them very much. Well, who does?

She is tapping her quill against the table, listening to Jesse as he tells Quinn some story about him and his father buying his owl, when Brittany comes dancing in to the room. There is an asian girl and a black girl in her heels. The blonde smiles as she catches Santana's eyes, and suddenly everything becomes hot.

And just the fact that she is the first one to smile at her since she came to Hogwarts three days ago, makes her heart swell. Maybe this girl doesn't mind that she's a Slytherin, like everybody else who is constantly avoiding her when they see the Slytherin badge on her chest.

Both her and Quinn learned wingardium leviosa rather quick. But the boys didn't. She and Quinn knew better than try to help them. Pride is something Slytherin's values, and it is something they need to earn by themselves, to prove that they were worthy their title.

Her eyes couldn't help but fall back onto the blonde across the room, how her eyebrows were knitted together and her slender fingers were grasping her wand. Santana studied her, how she said the words right, but got the wand movements wrong.

She feels the urge to help her, but socialize with any other student than a Slytherin is out of the question, so she looks away and stares out the window instead.

She has a test on Monday, so she goes to the library after dinner at Saturday. She wants to be prepared, because she doesn't think she can handle if she fails the first test ever. Quinn just shrugs and tells her that she already read a little about potions, and decides that she doesn't need to prepare any more.

Jesse and Sebastian is nowhere in sight, so she just heads to the library alone. She hates all the others in her year; all of them are so fake, always tries to impress the older students. It makes her sick.

She finds an empty table, and has just put her things down when she hears her.

Quickly looking up, she finds Brittany and five other Ravenclaws at a table a few meters away. Brittany is laughing at something one of the boys had said, her head bent forwards to not be so noisy.

A half an hour later, she wonders if it's the fact that Brittany is sitting so near while she's studying, or if it's the fact that they're talking. She decides on the latter. When she finally cut out the sounds of their voices, she hears chairs being scraped across the floor and when she looks up a second time, Brittany's company is just that asian girl.

Santana watches how they pull out their quills, papers and some books, likely to study as well. Maybe she looks a little too long; because soon blue eyes meet hers, and she can feel her eyes go wide and instantly regrets ever watching them. She averts her gaze downwards, embarrassed and flushed.

"I'm going to ask her to sit with us," a light voice says, and the noise of a stool being pulled out fills the latina's ears.

She can hear Tina say "she's a Slytherin, don't bother Brittany,"

"But Tina, she seems lonely," the blonde answers, and it's obvious that none of them realizes that she can hear the whole conversation.

"Slytherins' are not trust worthy, they are false and smug. Don't ask her," Tina whispered, loudly, and Santana felt like someone just stabbed her in the chest.

Why did everyone think that, why couldn't a Slytherin be good?

Brittany doesn't answer. And it makes her feel even worse, because for some reason she cares of what Brittany thinks of her, and that other girl is pulling her name down in the dirt.

So she packs her stuff fast, gazes up towards the girls that is now watching her every move, like she is some kind of animal that's about to attack them. Or at least Tina looks like that; Brittany just has this expression on her face that she can't place.

With that, she rushes out of the library to find Quinn.

The next Charms lesson, she can feel Brittany's eyes in her neck. But she just ignores it, because if she thinks that Santana is like every other Slytherin, then she will leave her with that.

She tries to not care about what anyone thinks, but it's hard when no-one except the Slytherins' talk to her and she can see from the Slytherin table in the Great Hall that all of the other houses can talk to each other without any problem. And they keep throwing their table these looks that says that they're disgusted, or even scared.

They can trust each other, but Slytherin is the sneaky and backstabbing house apparently, so they don't make any friends outside their circle.

Quinn and Jesse have started talking to some other from their year, Draco Malfoy and his two friends that she can't remember the names of. He reminds her of a ferret. A ferret with a blonde back slick. He seems arrogant, and like the ideal Slytherin. But he's nice to them, and he seems like a great person to be friends with in the future. His family knows Santana's and Quinn's, but they have never met before Hogwarts.

Soon enough, Draco joins their little group, and they start noticing that they're more respected now, among their peers and the other houses. It takes some time, but eventually she can remember his friends' names. Crabbe and Goyle.

She sits next to Draco at Charms, because Quinn and Jesse thinks that they are some kind of matchmakers and in the future they will be perfect for each other, since they're only twelve now. But neither of them minds them, and they become rather close friends as Christmas break is approaching. He's nice when no one is around, funny even, and Santana can't help but like him. It's only him and Quinn that she's not a bitch to.

There's something about Brittany that makes Santana interested in her, but she can't figure her out. Sometimes, when she passes her in the hallway, it seems like she wants to say something. At other times, Brittany just ignores her.

It doesn't make any sense, because they don't even know each other, but at the same time it's like Santana wants to prove something to her. That she's not like the other Slytherins', that she's the most loyal and affectionate person once you get through her thick walls.

Maybe she just wants Brittany to break them down.

During Christmas she gives her life at Hogwarts many thoughts. Especially her friends, and Brittany.

She thinks about the great times she's had with her friends so far, how Draco can be so good when nobody's around. She used to call him "the-ferret-face," before, and it gives her another reason to believe what everyone is saying about her. That she's a bitch.

Even if they're young, each and every member in their group comes from rich and pureblooded families with high social status, and it makes them enemies without them even knowing. Draco has told her about this Potter, but she knows better than to just hate him because Draco does, she should check it out by herself sometime, but she probably won't. So she just lets him trash talk him.

Her big brother, Caleb, is happy to see her when he get's home from work the day she arrived. He has told her so many stories about Hogwarts, and that she should just be with the others in her house. Or they would think she is a betrayer.

He asks about the teachers, how Professor Snape is, and then asks about her new friends. He seems delighted that she has befriended Draco for some reason, but she doesn't question it. She has always looked up to her brother, and what a great wizard he has become.

She finds herself wishing that she were just like him.

The Fabray family comes over to stay for almost a week. Their families are close, and have been before Quinn and Santana even were born. Quinn's older sister, Frannie, is with them. She can clearly see the things that are going on between her brother and her, and she doesn't know why she is jealous.

Her brother is almost the only one that understands her, and maybe she just doesn't like the fact that he gives Frannie more attention than her. Maybe it's because she just doesn't like her. He is too good for any girl, and it makes her proud, but at the same time a little sad. She's never going to like any of his girlfriends.

She and Quinn spend so much time together, because their families aren't that fun- so they almost grow tired of each other. Almost. They mostly hang in Santana's room; trying to get better at every charm they have learned, discuss potions and even Quidditch. It's their dream to become chasers for the Slytherin team, it would be and honor.

Lately, the latina has noticed that Quinn talks about pride, and honor and duties. And she doesn't like it, but that's how a Slytherin is supposed to be, right? She was placed into the Slytherin house because she belongs there. Slowly, she starts to believe that she is like this too, a lying, backstabbing bitch.

When they get back to Hogwarts, they no longer have Charms class with the Ravenclaws; instead they have flying classes.

Santana's childhood was all about flying a broom, she always stole Caleb's when he wasn't home and went flying in their backyard. Quinn is also a very good flyer, but not as good as the she is. But she's had more practice, and she can almost feel Quinn's frustration towards her. After all, she is used to be the better one of the two of them.

But Santana has always been more athletic, and it's one of the things Caleb has influenced her to be.

And she really likes the fact that Brittany keeps giving her these looks. It was a big plus that she was so great at flying too, because she don't want Brittany to believe she is a big klutz or something. But she proves that she was graceful and smooth with her movements, and that's enough.

Once her brother found out about her big passion for the sport, he had given her lessons. He had been a beater for the Slytherin team, and at his last year, captain. There were reasons why she wants to be just like him, because he is good at everything he does. She can see her father's proud face, and her mother's adoration. She wants that too.

Draco surprises her; he is a decent flyer and is the only one who could actually keep up with her. He wasn't even upset when she won their little race, which was chocking.

"You're not too bad, Lopez," he gives her shoulder a squeeze, "maybe you should give me flying lessons instead of my father, he is rather bad." he chuckles, and smiles at her.

"I learned from my brother," she tells him, "he was captain when he went to Hogwarts,"

"Wow, I didn't know," The blonde boy looks ahead of them, they are flying towards the others, and she realizes that this Draco is soon about to disappear. "what position did he have?"

"Beater," she replies proudly, "but I want to be a chaser."

"Good thing then, because I want to be the seeker."

They were now close enough for the others to hear, so she doesn't answer him, knowing that he was too proud to show anyone that he could be a nice guy. Sometimes she thought that she was the only one who knew this side of him.

Brittany met her eyes again, her eyebrows scrunched. Her face was full of confusion, and for a second her eyes flickered to the boy beside her. Brittany didn't get how she could hang out with him. The blonde girl met her eyes again, and she honestly felt the urge to hit her. Brittany don't know him, how dare she judge him by someone else's point of view?

But then, "You're a great flyer, Draco,"

Her soft voice cuts through the air, and everyone who had heard her became quiet. She could feel the tenseness on her skin. She really thought that Draco would at least say thank you, or not say anything at all. But once again he surprises her.

"I don't talk to Ravenclaws," he sneers and looks down at Brittany as he stood beside her. He is wearing this 'I'm better than you' face with this little twinkle in his eyes, and she doesn't like it at all. "how dare you even speak my name."

It was not a question, but an arrogant statement. Like he was disgusted by anyone who talked to him, besides his friends.

Brittany didn't answer him, and Santana wants to hold her, and tell her that Draco is just too proud to say thank you and give her a smile. The sad and confused face made her heart clench, and she can't stand it.

"Let's go Draco,"

She doesn't even realize she has spoken the words until they left her lips, she can hear the coldness in them. There were no emotions behind them, just words. "and you too," she nodded towards the others in their gang.

She can feel Brittany's eyes on her, and it made her feel uneasy. Why doesn't she want to see the blonde girl sad?

It was maybe a week later that they talked for the first time, after the Herbology class they charred. Or maybe not talked, because it was Brittany who did all the talking.

Santana made her way to the library as usual after dinner, but this time something felt different. None of her friends wanted to come with her, but that was common, they always asked her why she went there, but the only answer always was 'I can't concentrate in the common room'

Which is true. But there is another reason, too.

Brittany.

The blonde girl was always there with her two Ravenclaw friends to study, and every time she was there, she kept giving her these looks that made Santana's stomach fill with… something weird. They had this quiet relationship of some kind, they had never talked, but looks could say more than words.

But this time, the blonde girl was alone. As Santana emerged to her usual table, Brittany stood, which made her stop to look up at her. The blonde just looked at her, a little curiously and then said,

"I don't think you're bad,"

Santana blinks a couple of times. She can't believe this. Brittany doesn't think that she was like the others?

Brittany takes a couple of steps closer, until they are almost a feet away. "I know, because I can see you."

She can't form any words; it felt like they were stuck in her throat. All she could do was stare at this girl in front of her. So innocent, so sincere and this feeling just floated through her as she looked into those blue eyes.

Finally, Brittany seems to get that she isn't going to answer, so she turns on her heel and sits down again. Without Brittany attention, she could swear that she felt lost.

"Come sit with me," Brittany says, and Santana was glad that she hadn't asked her, because she certainly would've walked away.

And that's the reason she finds herself studying with Brittany every Thursday night. Neither of them ever speaks, but they have this understanding between just the two of them. Santana knows that Brittany is waiting. Waiting for her to suck it up, to forget her pride and the fact that she's a Slytherin. It seemed like she knew that Santana was too afraid to let it go, because, after all- it was almost everything she had.

Her walls, and her pride, and her reputation as a bitch.

The week after is when she speaks to her for the first time.

"Hey, can you share your ink? Mine's empty,"

Brittany looks up at her, and she realizes that this is the first time she have ever said anything around the blonde, and suddenly she feels nervous.

But Brittany doesn't make a big deal out of it, she just smiles at her. That smile that makes Santana's mouth twitch.

"Sure,"

They become silent again as soon as she spoke, they share Brittany's ink because hers is empty. She kind of forgets where she is for a while, because Brittany makes her calm, she helps her focus on her studying without even doing anything. And she's glad. She's glad that the blonde doesn't question why she never speaks to her, and why she doesn't acknowledge her once they're outside the library.

It starts out like that, the talking. She finds herself not packing her quill one day, just to borrow Brittany's extra. Sometimes she 'forgets' her books, just so she can talk to her and ask her questions, because she has no idea how to make a conversation with her.

Since none of her peers, not even once, comes with her to the library, she doesn't have to worry about what they'll say about Brittany. She knows that Draco and Quinn wouldn't let anyone make fun of her because she hangs out with Brittany, but she knows that they would be confused and suspicions. Jesse and Sebastian would come with some comments like, 'how can you even sit at the same table as a Ravenclaw? They think that they're smarter than us Slytherins,'

Crabbe and Goyle wouldn't say anything, unless Draco told them so.

Even if Draco and Quinn wouldn't question her about Brittany, and likely defend her to the rest of their little group, the older Slytherins' would give her a hard time about it.

Someday, she thinks, I will be so respected by everyone that I can hang out with her.

She learns that Brittany is a great flyer, too. It's spring, and Brittany and her finds a secluded spot near the lake to study. She and the blonde have become very close in just the matter of months, but no one knows, still.

"I saw you when we had flying lessons the other day," Brittany smiles, and looks up from her book.

"Well yeah, we stood like four meters away from each other," Santana replies, not taking her eyes off her book. She is going to take the final exam in Potions next week, and it is her weakest subject.

"I know."

Santana finally looks up and finds Brittany's blue eyes. "What do you mean?"

"I saw how you and Draco made fun of your other friend," the blonde explains, and Santana knows right away where this was going. "I don't get it, why are you so mean towards everyone?"

Her innocent voice makes this so much harder than it already is, she doesn't want to explain this out loud. How she can't let her image fall down, when even the older Slytherins' has started to respect her. They knew who her brother is, and who her family is, so at least they aren't mean anymore.

"Because." Is her explanation, and the blonde seems even more confused by her answer.

"You're not like them Santana, you're not like Draco or-"

"Don't you dare trash talk him," she hisses and closes her books with a big 'smack'. "you don't know him like I do!"

She is sure that the fire in her eyes is going to make Brittany apologize, or even leave, but what she says next surprises her.

"He have never given me a reason to think he's nice," she states, and her usually baby blue eyes becomes darker with every word. "Neither one of your friends actually!"

Brittany stands up and crosses her arms protectively over her chest. "you all is so stuck up, Slytherin pride and all that, but I know it's hurting you. I can see it."

She doesn't know why she becomes so angry at these words, but seconds later she has all of her stuff in her bag. "You don't know anything," she growls, her cheeks flushed and her body shaking with frustration and fury. "you're just a Ravenclaw, what can you possibly know about us Slytherins?"

She couldn't stand not talking to the blonde Ravenclaw girl; there was something about her- she wanted to show her that she could be nice. But Brittany had triggered something that day that made her prove otherwise.

It all made the lump in her throat even harder to swallow, but she never once gave in to talking to Brittany. Or even apologize. She could still hear herself say those words with so much disgust, like it was mud on her tongue. She had made Brittany believe that she thought she was nothing, and it was all because of her pride.

She ignored the way Draco dragged her with him too make a prank on Harry Potter and his two friends. She ignores the way Quinn sneers at every person that walks pass them that don't belong to their precious Slytherin house. She even ignores the way Sebastian and Jesse threw food towards the Ravenclaw table, and one time even hit Brittany in the face.

She knew that she was a coward, but who wanted to become disliked in the Slytherin house? They were famous because of their arrogance, and the older kids still called them names and made them go and run errands for them. It was how it was supposed to be, in the Slytherin house no one but the older students were allowed to make friends outside the house, and anyone who was new would have to work for their respect and to get their tolerance.

Caleb had told her all about it, and he was the last person on earth she wanted to disappoint. Him, and Brittany of course.

She catches Brittany's eye at the Ravenclaw table and holds her gaze for a couple of seconds before looking towards the door, and then back again. Brittany doesn't give any kind of sign that she understands, but she stands from her seat anyway and tells her friends she is going to use the bathroom.

Brittany caught up with her on the second floor corridor. The blonde takes a firm grip around her wrist and tugs her into the bathroom of Moaning Myrtle.

"Santan-"

"No Brittany, I'm sorry. Shouldn't have said that. I know you don't understand how I can see something good in them, but Draco is actually nice when no one is around. And I have known Quinn since I was born," she swallows, and this time the lump felt a little smaller. This was swallowing her pride, this was actually her apologizing, and she felt so small and vulnerable doing it. "And you're just not any Ravenclaw, you're my friend."

Brittany's concerned look turns into a big grin, all of her teeth shows and for some reason it has some strange affect on her. Everything she just did, giving up her pride and all, suddenly doesn't feel like a bad thing.

She just did something right, without even knowing.

"Say it again," Brittany asks and clasp her hands together like a little school girl, a blush on her cheeks.

Santana looks into those eyes that makes her stomach ache, "say what?" she asks.

"That I'm your friend," Brittany answers and smiles shyly, looking back at her.

Only now did she notice that the blonde is taller than her, and it makes her a little irritated because then she has a disadvantage, and Slytherins' isn't supposed to have that. But as soon as she realized it, she finds that she doesn't mind. Brittany is who she is, and she would never change her.

"You're my friend," she repeats with a smile, and Brittany's eyes light up at her words. It feels good, making someone happy instead of bullying them.

And she would never, ever do that to Brittany, she decides as the blonde gives her a bone-crushing hug.

It's the last day before graduation, and she finds herself by the lake in the company of a certain blonde. Only this time, they don't study, because they have nothing to study for.

Instead, she listens to Brittany talking about her cat, Lord Tubbington. It feels natural, talking to her like this. To share things that they like to do, and what they look forward to back home.

"Do you have a pet?" Brittany asks when she is done talking about Lord Tubbington's eating habits.

"No," she answers, "my brother have a cat, his name is Loco," a grin forms on her face. "Loco means, wild in spanish," she explains and Brittany's confused face turns curious.

"What does he look like?" Brittany asks while twirling her wand between her fingers.

"He's black, with green eyes." She says and pictures him in front of her, "I don't think he likes me very much."

"Why not?" the blonde asks, and she seems sad by hearing this.

"Maybe because I did pranks on him when I was little, I threw water on him once," she chuckles, because yeah- she finds it funny.

"That's mean, Santana." Brittany huffs.

"Oh c'mon, he kept giving me these looks."

"What kind of looks?"

"He was just…" she trails off and makes a grimace, "looking at me,"

Brittany's eyebrow lifts in disbelief and she gives her this 'oh-relly,' look.

"He is evil, there is nothing that can tell me otherwise."

"Maybe he just wanted you to cuddle him." Brittany reasons.

"Maybe he wanted to eat my brain and then throw it up just to show me how much he hates me."

Brittany giggles and slaps her thigh playfully. They're sitting next to each other, close enough for Santana to feel the heat of Brittany's leg against hers.

"What are you going to do when you get home?" she asks, not because out of politeness, but because she really cares.

"Me and my parents are going to Germany," the blonde fixes her ponytail, "we have family there,"

"Oh, okay," So Brittany was German?

"What are you going to do?"

"I guess I'll hang out with Quinn," she sighs, "our parents always have these… meetings at our place. This year I think Draco and his family will come as well,"

"Quinn is your best friend, right?" Brittany wonders and she nods.

"She can be such a horrible person, but she has her moments,"

"Is it true, what they say about her?"

Santana knows exactly what Brittany is asking, but she plays dumb anyways.

"What do you mean?"

"You know," Brittany licks her lips, "about her being a metamorphmagus,"

Santana chuckles, "yeah she is,"

The truth is that nobody knows where she got it from, because none of her parents' bloodlines have it in their blood, and Frannie doesn't have it either. She knows that Quinn hates it though, it gives her this unnecessary attention and it gives her trouble when they're around muggles. She can't control it yet, and it's a huge problem for her and her family, and her father has been suspicious against her mother ever since she was born.

"I wish I was special too," Brittany sighs, and Santana snaps her head up.

"But you are," she tells her and grabs her wrist, "you're smart, you have this great memory that I want so bad, I'll never understand how you remember everything you learn," she laughs a little nervously, "and you have this supernatural way of reading people."

With Brittany she feels like she can be herself, and it makes her happy that someone except her brother and Quinn gives her this feeling.

"I'll miss you this summer, San." Brittany confesses, her voice shaking and Santana can see her hands trembling.

The pet name almost makes her choke, but when she sees Brittany's teary eyes she forgets all about her hard walls and how she is supposed to be strong, and never show emotions if it wasn't anger or disgust.

"Oh Britt," she sighs and wraps her arms around the blonde beside her, who instantly returns the gesture. "I'll miss you too."

AN2: Help me get motivated enough to write, drop a review of what you would like to read in the later chapters, and tell me what you think!