AN: Ok, So, I'm not totally happy with where this is going. So, suggestions are most welcome.
I know the characters are coming across pretty OOC but, I'm not used to thinking like a Wizard. Lol By the way, Standard Disclaimer Applies
Sarah and Harry, along with all the other Slytherin's, followed the Prefect's down into the dungeon. "Our rooms are in the dungeon?" Sarah asked incredulously. "Aren't they cold?" A Prefect laughed. "Don't worry Firstie. The rooms are enchanted to keep the damp and cold out." Sarah looked at him with skepticism. They came across a large statue of a snake with glittering Emeralds for eyes. It looked incredibly real. The Prefect cleared Passsssword his throat. "?" The snake hissed. Sarah and Harry were the only two who jumped in surprise. "Pureblood." The Prefect stated. The snake statue then slithered to the side allowing entrance. The students shuffled in looking around in wonder. Sarah was pleasantly surprised at the warmth of the common room. It was circular in shape with a large fire place off to the right. Chairs and couches of black, green, and silver surrounded it. Many other seating was laid out across the common room. Directly across the student was a staircase that led below. "First years, gather around me please." Once they created a semi-circle around the Prefect the door opened and a tall pale man walked in. His pitch black hair seemed greasy and his black eyes glittered dangerously over his hooked nose. "I am Professor Snape. I am your head of house and your Potions instructor. I expect you all to get along. You can argue what you will in here, but out there you must all act as one. I expect you to do well in your classes and your behavior impeccable. If you are caught, I expect you to use your Slytherin qualities and put the blame on another. He scanned each student, settling his gaze on Harry. "Breakfast starts at 7:00 AM. Do not be late as that is when I will give you your schedules. Good Night." He turned around with a swish of his black cloak and was gone.
The Prefect then cleared his throat catching their attention. "Your dormitories are down that stair case girls on your left, boys on your right. You are to room in pairs. They have been decided as follows." He pulls out a list and begins. "Daphne Greengrass and Sarah Griffin." Both girls smile at each other. "Pansy Parkinson and Millicent Bulstrode. Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter." The two boys nodded to each other in acknowledgment. "Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle. Last but not least Blaise Zabini and Theodore Nott. You will find your belongings already in your rooms."
Everyone went down the steps towards their respective rooms. At the bottom of the stair the hallway split off to the left and right. "Good night Harry, Draco. "Night." The two boys say simultaneously before heading to the right. Daphne and Sarah entered their room at the far end of the hall. It was large with two four poster beds opposite of each other. The curtains were a dark green velvet with silver comforters. Next to the bed was a small end table with a lamp on it. Across from the entrance to the room was another door leading to a bathroom. Sarah found her trunk at the foot of the bed on the right. Her cat carrier was set on top of her bed. She opened up the carrier letting Kairi out. "Awww. What a cute kitten." Daphne cooed petting the small calico. "Thanks, her name is Kairi." Daphne pet her for a little longer before gathering some supplies and going to get ready for bed. Sarah to the time to unpack. She didn't have much, not like Daphne who seemed to have pulled more than what should fit from her trunk. She had a small pet bed for Kairi that she set down by her bed and took out her books to skim through. She wasn't sure what classes she had tomorrow so decided to read the first chapter of each book. Once Daphne was finished, Sarah took her turn in the bathroom. On the other end of the dungeon Harry and Draco were settling in. "When did you meet Sarah?" Malfoy asked while setting up a picture of him and his mother. "On the train." Harry answered looking through his books. "She's nice." Harry nodded absently. "Yeah, my first friend." Malfoy smirked. "You sure she's just a friend?" Harry made a face at him. "I'm sure. We're only eleven!" He cried out, blush staining his cheeks. Malfoy chuckled. "Well, if you wait too long, someone will snatch her away from you. Who knows, it might even be me." Harry rolled his eyes as Malfoy walked into the bathroom. The next morning the four met up in the common room to go up to breakfast together. "What class are you most excited for?" Daphne asked. Sarah looked thoughtful for a moment before replying. "I'm not sure. Both potions and transfiguration sound fascinating." Daphne hummed in agreement as they passed the Gryffindor table. A commotion caused the girls to look back though. The red head first year was yelling at Harry. Who fell behind with Malfoy. "You traitor! Joining those Snakes." Before either boy could respond though, Snape stepped in. "Ten points from Gryffindor for causing trouble Weasley!" He turned away from the gaping red head. "Move along." He said walking away.
Harry stabbed his egg angrily. "Who does he think he is? He doesn't know me! They expect a lot from a boy who did nothing!" Before he could continue his rant Snape shoved his schedule in his hand. "Appearances mean everything Mr. Potter. Do not let them see you like this." Harry took a breath to calm himself. "Thanks Professor." Snape said nothing as he continued down the table. "Looks like we have potions first thing." Malfoy stated absently taking a sip of Pumpkin juice. "It's with the Gryffindorks." Daphne said with a frown. "Gryffindorks?" Sarah asked with a smile. She looked at her own schedule. "Then it's Herbology with the Hufflepuffs. That seemed like an interesting class. After that it is Charms with the Ravenclaws." Harry nodded. Then it's lunch. Then it's…." He trailed off. "Double History of Magic." He frowned. "That sounds boring." Sarah looked at her schedule with disappointment. "I was hoping we'd have transfiguration today." Her expression brightened. "That's our first class tomorrow. Double Transfiguration. "Anyway, we ought to go get our books for the day and head to potions." Daphne said taking the last bite of her breakfast. Sarah nodded in agreement grabbing a piece of bacon to take with her. The group were talking softly on the way potions when Ron and a couple other Gryffindors ran into Sarah knocking her books to the ground. Daphne glared at them helping her pick up her books. Malfoy sneered leveling his wand at Ron. "Apologize to her Weasel." Ron cast a glance at Sarah with a smirk. "No, I don't think I will." Harry pulled out his wand alongside Malfoy. Sarah stood dusting herself off. "Don't bother with him Boys. Trash like him like to think they're better than us." Ron's face turned bright red. "Why you…" Sarah gave him an uninterested look. "You seem to forget that you are trash, and you will always be trash." Sarah then turned walking into the classroom with Daphne by her side. Malfoy smirked pocketing his wand and followed Harry and the girls into the potions room.
Snape stormed in shortly after the group sat down. He flicked his wand at the chalk board and words began to appear. He then proceeded to give the same speech he gives to every first year on the first day of classes. He scanned the room settling on a round faced boy. "Longbottom! Tell me, where to find a bezoar stone." Longbottom looked around nervously before shaking his head. "I-I don't know sir. Snape sneered. "Clearly. Ten points from Gryffindor for not coming prepared." He turned away towards the rest of the class. "Today, you will be making the simplest of potions. Even you Longbottom, will have a hard time messing this up." Snape said eying the round face boy. "Get into pairs and follow these instructions." Harry and Sarah sat together starting on the antidote for common poisons. "Do you want to grind the bezoar?" Sarah asked. "I can get the other ingredients prepared." She offered. Harry nodded in agreement and began to grin the bezoar into fine powder. "Let's see…. Four measures of bezoar-powdered, and two measures of Standard Ingredient. Then you heat on medium for five seconds and then fill the cauldron half way with water." Sarah mumbled. "Let simmer forty minutes, stir two times in a clockwise rotation and then add the two mistletoe berries. It should be teal." Sarah grinned at Harry. "Should be easy enough." A sudden explosion occurred on the Gryffindor side. Snape stormed over with fury evident in every step. "Twenty points from Gryffindor for not following instructions Mr. Finnigan! You stir clockwise twice, not counter-clockwise!" With a flick of his want the mess was gone and Snape proceeded to check each cauldron. "Passable Ms. Griffin, Mr. Potter. I do believe that this potion would cure most common poisons. Ten points each for a commendable job." Soon enough lunch rolled around. "About time lunch rolled around." Harry commented making a turkey sandwich. "I'm starved." The rest nodded in agreement filling their plates. "After classes, let's go to the library and work on that potions essay." Daphne said. "That's a good idea, tonight I want to read on the classes we're taking tomorrow. Plus, I want to get a head start on Flitwicks essay. "But you don't have to do his Essay. You're the only one who could get the stupid spell to work. Not even that Mudblood Granger could get it." Malfoy said incredulously. "I know, but I want to do it anyway, it'll help me learn it better." Sarah said matter of factly. "You're a nerd. You know that right?" Daphne stated blandly. Sarah gave her an offended look. "Mr. Potter." The four looked up at the head master standing next to Harry. "If you could stop by my office after your last class please." He handed Harry a piece of parchment. This is a map from the History of Magic Classroom to my office along with the password." Dumbledore strode away greeting various students as he passed. "What does the headmaster want with me?" Harry asked in wonder. Malfoy frowned. "He want to turn you against us Slytherins." Harry shook his head tucking the parchment in his robes. "He can try, but you guys are my friends. I won't let him manipulate me." Lunch was much more morose after that.
History of Magic passed quickly enough despite it being twice as long as the other classes. "Can I borrow your notes Sarah?" Malfoy asked. "Sure." Sarah said handing the parchment over. Malfoy scanned them with his brow furrowed. "How do you read this? I don't understand anything on this parchment at all!" Sarah scowled snatching the parchment back. "If you are going to insult my handwriting don't ask to borrow my notes." It was quiet as the group worked on their assignments. Sarah sighed sitting back in her chair. "I hope Harry is ok."
Harry looked at the door nervously before knocking. "Come in." He heard the aged voice of Dumbledore say. He walked in hiding all signs of nervousness. "Ah, Harry my boy. Please, have a seat. Lemon drop?" He asked offering the lemon flavored sweet. Harry shook his head. "No thank you Professor." Dumbledore looked disappointed for a moment before setting the bowl down. "How are your classes?" He asked with a twinkle in his eye. "Very well Sir. We have a study group at the library to help each other with homework. Err. I'm missing it right now actually." Dumbledore chuckled. "I won't keep you long my Boy. How are the Slytherins treating you?" Harry eyed him suspiciously before answering. "Great, we get along well." Dumbledore frowned slightly. "Are you sure Harry? Slytherins don't typically get along with students outside their circle." Harry gave a polite smile. "With all due respect sir, you are insulting my house, and worse myself and my friends." He paused standing up. "I am happy you are concerned for the welfare of the students here, but you have nothing to worry about. Is there anything else you would like to discuss? Sir." Headed as if an afterthought. Dumbledore shook his head. "Just remember, my door is always open Harry." Harry didn't respond leaving the headmaster behind him.
Harry met the group at the library and was bombarded with questions. "I'm fine. You were right Draco. He did try and turn me again Slytherin's." Harry said with a little anger in his voice. "He may be considered the most powerful Wizard, but he's too biased against us to be a good headmaster." Sarah gasped when she checked the time. "Dinner is just about to start. We should pack up and go eat. I still need to read the Transfiguration chapter tonight." Dinner was uneventful and soon students were in their respected dormitories. "Sarah," Daphne started catching her attention from her book. "I'm going to write a letter to my Dad, he's Head of the Lineage department at the Ministry of Magic. I'm hoping he'll be able to find some information on your heritage." Sarah smiled gratefully. "Thanks Daphne. I appreciate that." Sarah stretched in her bed scratching Kairi behind the ears. "I'm heading to bed. Good night Daph." Sarah leaned over turning off her lamp and Daphne followed suit. "Good night."
AN: I don't think that department really exists. But this is fan fiction for a reason. Haha Anyway, reviews are always most appreciated and loved.
