The new students eagerly filed into the great hall behind Professor McGonagall, and he sneered, eyeing the little brats he would have to teach. He let his dark eyes glide over the children staring in awe at the ceiling, and the walls, and the professors and all the other students. So innocent and carefree were these younglings, and he wondered just what was going through their dull heads.
As he sat through the sorting ceremony, he watched as several of them became new slytherins, and he grimly applauded through each one.
"Tsuraya, Amaki!" Came McGonagall's voice, and the hall went silent. Even Dumbledore sat forward, watching in keen interest. He raised an eyebrow, and the meaning of the name hit him in the back of the head suddenly. Tsuraya. She was from the little village in Japan known for using wandless magic. How did she manage to get an acceptance letter to Hogwarts?
He watched as a small girl came forward, her dark hair neatly plaited, and her hands clasped behind her back. Her robes were spotless, and her uniform neat and tidy. The dark blue eyes flicked up, and met his directly for a second, before she turned and hopped up on the stool, and McGonagall set the Sorting hat on her head.
For several minutes, he could hear the sorting hat muttering to itself.
"Hmm… very intelligent… but difficult, very difficult. Definitely not a Hufflepuff, you're much too observant for that. There's bravery, and wit, and ease… but where to sort you?"
There was silence for the majority of several minutes.
"But if you are certain… Best to be… SLYTHERIN!" The Slytherin table burst in applause, and McGonagall lifted the hat off her head.
She hopped off the stool in the way that children do, walked over to the Slytherin table and sat down, shaking hands with the other students offering.
He wondered about her, applauding through the rest of the ceremony. Never before had he seen a student who was so elegant and well mannered. Dumbledore stood and gave a small speech, and the feast began, much to the student's delight. He looked at Dumbledore, and thought, 'Tsuraya?'
'Yes, Severus. Tsuraya.' He could see the smile gracing the Headmaster's wizened face at his confusion. He raised a brow, and thought hard for a that he was very talented with Legilimens, it was no problem for him to telepathically communicate with Dumbledore if he wished.
'How did you get an acceptance letter to her?' He ate a forkful of his mash.
'She owled me first, stating that she wanted to be accepted to Hogwarts. She was oh so polite about it as well, the sweet girl.' Snape caught his sweet smile as he thought of the letter that the girl had written him.
Snape's gaze drifted to the girl, who was now eating, and talking quietly with the other students she was sitting next to.
'Interesting. Does she know wandless magic?' He eyed her appraisingly, and watched as she frowned at Malfoy's bragging about something from his father. He had to resist the urge to smirk when Malfoy went pink at her smart retaliation.
'Yes, I believe she does, my dear boy. She also descends from the clan known to transform into intelligent dragons, and I believe she has the ability as well.'
Snape raised an eyebrow in disbelief, but didn't say anything more, finishing his meal. He would find out more about her as classes went on.