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Professor McGonagall led us into school and stopped us right in front the giant doors that would lead us to the great hall to be sorted into our new homes. I was nervous, knowing what my father expected. I stood next to Draco as we walked, but remained silent. He was talking to Crabbe and Goyle again. I rolled my eyes. The next thing I knew, Draco was moving up to the front of the crowd. He'd spotted someone. I feared I knew who, and it wouldn't go in Draco's favor. I followed. And I was right. He'd spotted Harry Potter.

"It's true then! What they are saying on the train. Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts." Whispers begun among the student. "This is Crabbe. This is Goyle. This is Evangeline Snape." He pointed in all of our directions. I gave Harry the same small smile as before. Draco steps closer to him, "And I'm Malfoy. Draco Malfoy." Ron tries to hold back a laugh, but fails. He's caught Draco's attention. Draco being Draco insults him of course. I stand there, ashamed to call him my friend. He turns back to Harry and explains that some families are better than others. I clench my fists wanting to punch Draco.

What Harry says makes me unclench my fists and look at Harry in a way that makes me think we can be friends, "I think I can find that out for myself, thank you."

I give Harry another smile, but this time a smile that said 'can we be friends?'

Harry gave me a slight smile as McGonagall came back and led us to be sorted. We all crowded together in order to fit toward the front of the room. She explained how it worked before calling of the first name. Many people were sorted ahead of me. Of course Ron Weasley got Gryffindor, just like his family before him. Draco got Slytherin, of course. It was no shock that Harry got Gryffindor, he showed his bravery against Draco, but when he was called, the room went silent. He was something of a legend. Eventually my name was called, and once again the room was silent. Not because I was a legend, but because those that know my father probably questioned how he had a kid that could survive is 'evil' ways. Even though he isn't actually evil.

I made my way up to the seat and sat down as the hat was placed on my head. "Ahh…Snape's daughter I see," the hat whispered in my ear. "Where should I place you? You have bravery, perhaps that came from your mother but you are cunning, just like your father. Hmm….But where to place you?" Time went on like this as I sat there getting impatient. Finally the hat called, "SLYTHERIN!"

I jumped up from my seat as the Slytherin table cheered. I smiled, but not the bright smile most people had when they got into their 'family' house, just a simple smile. There were 'congratulations' and 'knew you'd be a Slytherin' amongst the table as I found the seat Draco had saved for me right beside him. Many of the girls looked at me like they wanted to chop my head off, but I didn't really care. Draco was my friend, nothing more. But who really knew if our friendship would last. The more time he spent with his father, Crabbe, and Goyle, the more I lost my friend.

Time went on with people getting sorted. Finally it was time for food. It appeared right before our eyes. We all ate and laughed, but something was bothering me. I could sense evil, but I didn't know where from. It was like the presence of an invisible ghost following me around. I felt eyes upon me, and not human eyes. It was a strange feeling. Made me shiver. Draco noticed.

"You okay?" he whispered in my ear.

"Yeah, just a cold chill," I smiled at him, trying to convince him it was nothing.

He continued to look at me as if I was lying. He knew I was, but he let it go, "Okay. If you say so."

As people were finishing up my father came by and patted me on the back. It appeared as if no words were exchanged but his voice sounded in my head, "I'm proud of you, Evangeline."

I sent my voice back to him, "Thank you, Papa."

There was a small smile on both of our faces, but his was brief. Had anyone else seen it? Probably not. If they had they would have thought it was just a flicker of the light. Professor Snape didn't smile. He was too cold for that, or so his dark eyes and messed up hair made him seem. But to me, he was my father. The man that watched out for me and kept me safe.

Once everyone was ready, the first years were lined up to be led to the dormitories. Slytherins were led down to the basement, for that is where our dormitories were. It was cold, I shivered. This time it was just from cold, the evil presence had receded…for now. Father use to say I had a sixth sense for these sorts of things and to stay on my guard when I felt this way.

We were led to a picture that moved, of course. We were given a password that would change every so often in order to keep people, not of the Slytherin house, out. The inside was decorated in black and green. It was stone and cold. Even the fire itself didn't seem to produce enough heat. It was decorated in a similar fashion to Draco's home, cold and unwelcoming. Many people seemed to love it, but all I felt was cold. It was decorated as if meant for royal people. I guess royals didn't care much for comfort.

We were shown were the female and male dorms were located. The girls went on up one side while the boys went up the other. I didn't come back down that night. The bed was too warm to leave.