Just a little note: when I am typing in italics, it means Ron is speaking in Parseltongue.

The rest of the feast flew past Ron, countless Slytherins came up to him, introduced them and clapped him on the back. Ron felt wanted and respected. Dumbledore's speech was boring but Ron and Blaise placed nougats and crosses throughout his speech.

Everyone started to move and the first years were call to by the Prefects, all Slytherins smiled at Ron as they strolled past him, they really liked him.

The first years were lead through a dark, creepy tunnel and were stopped at a circular door covered with interlinking snakes.

'Firstly, I am the Prefect boy for Slytherin and my name is Thomas and this is the Prefect girl,' he pointed towards the girl next to him; she smiled politely at them, 'Laura. Now, the password is "Basilisk", but if you are lucky enough, like our friend here,' Thomas looked to Ron, 'and are a Parselmouth, you may say whatever you wish to enter here. Would you like to try?' The last part was more of a statement than a question; he was going to open the door using his talent. He confidentiality walked up to the door and said,

"Hello, I'm Ron."
The group of non-Parselmouths just heard a few hisses, but to their and Ron's amazement the largest snake on the door replied.

'Ah, yes! Finally a worthy Slytherin even if it a Weasley. The first Parselmouth we have had walk through these great halls of Slytherin since Tom Riddle. You seem very much like him,' the door's voice sounded wise and old but even though it was just a door, Ron trusted it. Luckily it spoke English, so the rest of the group heard. Ron wondered who this Tom Riddle guy was. Was he important? The door seemed to think so.

It grandly opened, to a large dark green room. It was beautiful. Well in Ron's blue eyes anyway, it was green, his favourite colour and long snakes were embroidered or painted onto the walls.

The first years stood at the entrance in shock, they all agreed with Ron's mind, what beauty! The two Prefects ushered them in.

'Now I have a list here of who you are to share your rooms with, please listen carefully to who and what dorm you are in. Thank you,' spoke Laura gently, she didn't sound as Ron had thought. He had always been told Slytherins were rude and that they looked down on everyone and everything. Ron waited nervously; he hoped to Merlin that we would be placed in a dorm with his new friends.

'Dorm 11: Ron Weasley...,' Ron held his breath, 'Draco Malfoy, Vincent Crabbe, Gregory Goyle and Blaise Zabini,' Ron let of a deep breath, he was with them. He turned to Draco and beamed.

The five young Slytherins made their way to dorm 11, Vinnie was the first there, and he gingerly opened the door.

The room was the nicest shade of green imaginable. Five four-poster beds had been neatly made; their trunks had been placed on the floor near the door, so that they could fight over the best beds. On the right of each bed was a little wooden bed-side cabinet.
What a nice touch!
It was so much nicer and better looking than what he was used to. He usually had a tatty single bed, which he was quickly growing out of, but his poor parents couldn't afford another, this room was a million miles better than what he had, he never wanted to leave this place. Ever.

One bed was in the corner next to a large window, which did not look out on the grounds as you would think, but into the lake, Ron wanted that bed. To the left of this bed was another bed. There was a wooden door, which Ron guessed led to the bathroom, on the left of this door were two beds and nearest to the door, which they had entered through, was the fifth and final bed.

'Last one to get a bed is a...Gryffindor,' yelled Greg; laughter fill the room as the five boys scrambled to get bed. Blaise was the last to get his, so had to endure the others yelling and laughing at him, but he saw it as a joke, as did the others.

Ron was happy with the sleeping arrangements, he got his space by the lake window, Draco was next to him, Greg and Vinnie got the two beds left of the bathroom and Blaise had the final bed. Once again the boys fell into laughter and yelling as they unpacked their trunks.

Ron felt ashamed and embarrassed. Each of the others' parents were rich, they had nice things, new robes and clothes and objects which looked smart; Ron on the other hand had Bill's old robes, which had gone through Charlie, Percy, one of the twins and now him. Likewise his school things were either third or second hand or had gone through most of his brothers but his roommates didn't seem to care, they weren't judging him by his clothes, just by his personality.

Over the rest of the night they asked each other questions, like 'When is your birthday?', 'Siblings?' and so on. Ron found out a lot that night; for example he was the only one with brothers and sisters, and that they all liked the same bands. Which weirdly all were muggle band, which surprised him as he thought they would have been steered towards wizard bands.

They stayed up until 9; they had their first lessons tomorrow. Greg, Vinnie and Blaise were asleep as soon as their heads touched the pillow, but it took Ron and Draco longer to even feel sleepy. So they talked, in more detail. Ron didn't know why but he felt he bonded with Draco more than the others. Perhaps it was because a small part of him wanted to rebel against everything his family had ever told him was right, perhaps it was because Greg, Vinnie and Blaise were three peas in a pod, and Ron felt and saw that they sometimes left Draco out, but never on purpose. However Ron doubted these reasons, most of him believed it was because they had the same thoughts and feeling on every topic they discussed. Ron felt as though he had known Draco all his life and already trusted him greatly, maybe even with his life, but unknown to Ron, Draco felt the same way.

Ron understood him like no one had ever before, sometimes the other three would not involve him and his parents were never around. Sometimes he felt as though he would spend the rest of his life alone in this big wide dark world. But he didn't feel like this now. He had Ron, his newest best friend, for life and Ron had him.

But unknown to both boys, their amazing friendship would be tested at their short time at Hogwarts, by siblings, parents, death eaters and the continual war between good and evil.