The Enchanter of Serpents
July 20th:
There I was again platform 9³/4 at King's Cross Station, another pathetic year at Hogwarts, I thought, just two more years and I'd be free to work at St. Mungo's as a healer, two more years of pure hell that is.
Ever since my first day at Hogwarts I have been doing my very best to go unnoticed by my fellow housemates, the Slytherins, truth to be told it wansn't acctually that hard , after all, i just sat on the farthest corner of the classroom and only talked when talked to , o it was quite the easy job.
I got on the Hogwarts Express and sat on the very corner of the Slytherin compartiment, I grabbed my sketch pasd and started to draw the beautiful landscape of my beloved England.
There wasn't much to do now, the trip was almost coming to an end, considering we had already crossed the Scottish territory, so I decided to take a stroll, everythingwas going fine until I saw him, the Slytherin Price, Mr. Draco Abraxas Malfoy, the guy of every girls dreams, even those ridiculous Gryffindors , there he was again, surrounded by a bunch of silly giggling girls, I rolled my6 eyes at the sightand went to the ladie's room to get changed, after that I decided to avoid such awfull encounters and went back to my gloomy corner.
Soon the new perfects would come by to check if the students were in their respective uniforms, I had already changed so I decided to focus on my drawings intead.
After a while the room got eerie and I felt a presence aproaching me,
"My, my who is this adorable girl that is all alone in that dark corner?" said person asked with a cat like grin. I looke up from my midnight black strands of hair and stared into the person's stormy eyes, it was no one othe than the infamous Draco Malfoy!
"Good evening to you too, Malfoy." I said flatly.
"Ah it's just you, Valentine, the Slytherin Virgin, and here was I thinking it was some hottie."
Ando with a turn of his heels he was gone as soon as he came,
Ah yes, I forgot to mention, dear Journal of mine, that when I wasn't too occupied being non-existent I was also know as the 5th, 6th and 7th years only virgin, other than the mudbloods that Draco hadn't taken to bed yet, and thank Merlin I was, because I don't want to end up like Parkinson did, Malfoy's sex slave.
The Hogwarts Express finnaly came to a stop, meaning that we had arrived, I picked up my luggage and my cat, his name is Belzeneth by the way, and went towards the carriages pulled by an invisible force, that is said by Loony Lovegood to be the ... which can only be seen by someon who met death, which I dont believe just like I don't believe in her Nargles theory as well.
I took my carriage alone, as usual, and enjoyed my ride until the castle.
Dinner was served exactly at eight, just as every single year, Dumbledore did his usual speech to the 1st years, thanked all the teachers over and over again, however this year something was different, there was a new guy sitting at the teacher's table, he was chubby and had quite the odd beard, Slughorn was his name according to professor Dumbledore and he was to be the new potions teacher, and Snape, well,he was going to be the new DADA teacher, the cursed position that he craved for so much.
We applauded Snape and Slughorn and went to our respective dormitories, taking care for the stairs not to trick us, just like they used to do quite often in our early years at Hogwarts.
I decided to go to bed early tonight, so I cuddled with Belzeneth under the bright green cover and fell into a dreamless sleep.
Draco's POV:
"Ah mate... I'm so bored and there are no more interesting girls for me to shag that I haven't already." Balise seemed to comprehend my feelings since he just answered me with a smile plastered on his face.
"I suppose a bet would cheer up your spirits..." Said he while grinning.
That interested me.
"I'm listening, speak up, Blaise." I said while drinking some firewhisky.
He casually drank a glass of my firewhisky and said,
"I give you three months to shag Valentine de Chershire or else you will loose the title f Slytherin Sex God to me, your dear and beloved Blaise Zabini!" and with that said he stood up on the couch and made a funny victorious pose, I laughed and drank another sip of firewhisky.
"It's on mate, and be sure if I wanted to, I could have shagged the Chershire girl by tomorrow... but taking in consideration the three months I have to fulfill the bet I'll play with her a little and leave drooling for me just like the others."
My best friend did not seem convinced for he just chuckled and said,
"We'll se..."
