Chapter Three: Lessons
Ariadne woke to a rough tongue licking her nose. She pushed the cat off of her and rolled over, only to let her eyes spring open a few moments later when she remembered that she was no longer at home. For a moment, she was disoriented, looking around the room that was filled with a shifting, light green light, and then realized that there were large, wide windows placed around the room, showing what appeared to be the bottom of the lake. Light sifted through the water, casting a green glow over the beds and furniture.
Ariadne swung her legs over the side of the bed and stood slowly, stretching her arms over her head, then turned to her trunk where she had folded her school uniform the night before. Most of the other girls had already gotten up and she could hear them talking excitedly in the bathroom as they got ready for the day. Not wanting to disturb them, Ariadne pulled the drapes of her bed over to create a kind of screen between her and the others so she could pull on her clothes. She had left her hair in it's braid while she slept, and now she finger combed it out, letting the waves fall down her back. When she was ready she made her way toward the others, then paused at the foot of the bed next to hers, looking at the lump under the covers. The clock next to the door read 6:30 but the other girls were too busy giggling to bother waking their friend. Ariadne sighed then walked over to the sleeping girl and shook her shoulder lightly.
"Hey, it's almost 6:30, you might want to get up now," Ariadne said when the girl mumbled something.
"6:30! Crap!" She said, jumping out of her bed and turning to Ariadne. "I won't have time for a shower."
"Sorry. I would have woken you up earlier, but I just got up myself," Ariadne said, not wanting the girl to be mad at her.
"No its fine, I really should learn to get up in time for things on my own, I'm just a really heavy sleeper. I'm Pansy by the way. I forgot your name," she said, holding a hand out for Ariadne to shake.
"My name is Aria," she said with a small smile, shaking the girls hand.
"Sorry Pansy!" The other girls came rushing over, hearing them talking. "We didn't realize how late it was getting."
"Whatever," Pansy said. Then grabbed her clothes and stomped to the bathroom, letting the door slam behind her. The remaining girls looked at each other for a moment, then Ariadne stepped forward.
"I'm Aria," she said, holding a hand out for the girl at the front of the group.
"I'm Daphne. This is Tracey, Millicent, and Hestia. Our parents are all friends with each other, most Slytherins practically grow up together, so we were a little surprised that none of us had heard of you before," she said, shaking Ariadne's hand.
"Yeah," Ariadne said, choosing her words carefully. "My family has always been very… exclusive. We don't really socialize often."
"That's odd," Daphne said, then dropped the subject as Pansy reentered the room and threw her pajamas onto her bed.
"Come on you lot, we'd better get downstairs. I heard that Snape is really strict about being punctual."
The group of girls walked together down the hall, Marley trailing behind them, and into the common room where most of the rest of the house was milling about talking or reading. At ten minutes till seven, the portrait hole opened and a tall man with shoulder length black had stepped through, causing the older students to fall silent, the first years following suit after a few seconds.
"Sytherin House is is a prestigious group that few students are accepted into," he said when the room was silent. His voice was low and calm, but demanded respect. "You are here as a privilege, and it is my right, as head of Slytherin, to revoke that privilege at any time. If you break rules or cause trouble, it reflects badly not only on yourself, but on your house. Your house is your family while you are at school. I expect you to respect each other, and take care of each other. I expect you to achieve at least Acceptable in all of your classes, anything less than that will result in punishment. For every detention you receive from another teacher, you will also serve one with me. I expect the best from you, and I will not accept anything less. We, as Slytherins, will present a united front to the rest of the school at all costs. There will be no fighting or even arguing among members of this house in public. Outside of this room, you are a family, and you will act like one. I expect you to be on time for your classes, and unless you are sick, you must be present and on time for every meal. You are not to travel off the grounds without at least two of your fellow house mates, this is as much to chaperone you as for your protection. Many students and teachers look down on Slytherin house, we will not give them more of a reason to do so."
Ariadne, and most of the other first year students, were listening intently, the older students, having no doubt heard this before, remained quiet even if they weren't paying attention.
"Any loss of points, any detentions, any low marks, any misbehavior, will result in loss of privileges such as Hogsmede visits, quidditch, and any other out of class routines you may adopt," he said, keeping his eyes on the corner of the room occupied by the first year boys. "Have I made myself clear?"
"Yes sir," the older students responded together, the younger ones just a fraction of a second behind them.
"Very well, you may go down to breakfast," he said, then turned and exited the room swiftly, his cloak flapping behind him as he whipped around the portrait.
The girls looked at each other, then all of them followed the older students from the room. Upon arriving in the Great Hall, Ariadne noticed that only a few other students were up and at their house tables while the Slytherin table was nearly full and quite loud. She took her seat between Pansy and an older boy, and began to spoon food onto her plate.
"Wait," the boy beside her said as she went to pick up her fork. She looked at him quizzically, then noticed that none of the older students had begun to eat yet, though they all talked with each other and had food on their plates. Ariadne passed the message along to Pansy and the others, then turned back to watch the older students. A few of them were watching the head table where Snape had taken his seat. They waited until their Head of House had begun to eat before they turned to their food and began as well.
"Do we wait for him at every meal or only breakfast?" Ariadne asked, and Pansy and Millicent, the closet girls, looked up for the answer too.
"Every meal, it's out of respect," the boy said, then turned to his friend on his other side. Millicent turned to tell the other girls about this unspoken rule, then they all began eating, talking excitedly about what classes they would probably have.
Around 7:30 most of the other students had filed into the Hall to eat and the noise levels rose steadily. Ariadne had been sneaking bites of ham and bacon down to Marley who sat quietly at her feet when Professor Snape stood from the Head table along with a few other professors. Everyone at the Slytherin table had finished eating and they fell quiet as Snape walked along the table handing out papers.
"Thank you," Ariadne said as he got to their section and handed her a blank paper. When she touched it, black lines began to spread across it, forming a schedule of classes for her. All the first years would have classes with each other, which was a relief to Ariadne, as the only people she knew in the castle were in first year.
"Do you want to go back to the dorms?" Pansy asked from beside her. "Tracey, Daphne, and Hestia want to stay here for a bit I don't want to go alone."
"Sure, I need to get my books," Aria said, hopping down from the bench and following Pansy from the hall. As it turned out, quite a few students from Slytherin were going back to the common room at the same time, so they needn't have bothered.
By the time 8:30 rolled around, all the first years were gathered at the portrait hole with their books for that day's lessons, waiting for one of the prefects to show them how to get to Transfiguration, the first lesson of the day. Of all the spells Ariadne had tried before coming to school, Transfiguration was the subject she had the most trouble with. Well, she hadn't had a chance to try potions yet, but she was sure she would be able to pick that up quickly, it didn't seem too difficult.
As they waited for the prefect, Ariadne half listened to the conversations of the others, but also observed the rest of the room looking for Marley, who had disappeared after breakfast. Finally, as the prefect pushed open the portrait and beaconed to them to follow him, Marley snuck into the room, running straight for Ariadne then jumping up on her shoulder and winding around her neck into her usual place. As she stepped through the portrait, Ariadne arranged her hair so the cat was completely hidden. She wasn't sure if pets were allowed into classes, but she didn't want to take the chance.
The prefect led them up to the fifth floor and down two corridors before coming to a halt in front of an empty classroom.
"Alright you lot, you share this class with the Hufflepuffs. I suggest keeping to yourselves, most other houses don't like us seeing as we have won the House Cup the last five years in a row and we don't want to cause any disputes with them. McGonagall takes this subject, and she's pretty strict, but she's fair, so don't worry too much. Gemma will come by at the end of this class to show you where the Charms classroom is, so make sure to wait for her," he said, smiling at them for a moment. Then a group of Hufflepuffs rounded the corner and his face smoothed into an indifferent expression. "Get on then," he said, gesturing them in then turning to walk down the corridor.
Throughout the first day of classes, Ariadne kept notes to herself of who the most popular people in school were and which of the other students was best at what, making a list of who would be useful to her. She had come to realize that a lot of the pureblood students recognized her name and, those that weren't Slytherins, steered clear of her, so she knew she would have to do a lot of convincing if she wanted people to like her at all. During her classes with the Griffindors, she made note that the bushy haired girl she had sat with on the train was exceptionally smart, and the boy who had been with her was very good at Herbology. During lunch she listened to the sixth years next to her talk about who was likely to make the quidditch teams that year, taking note of who they said were the best fliers. She had heard a few whispers about the boy called Harry Potter as well, but she was still unsure whether it would be worth her time to talk to him. She had heard from a group of Ravenclaws she passed int he hall that the top student in Charms was a third year girl with long blonde hair that Ariadne didn't know the name of but had decide to hunt out at some point. She hadn't spoken to anyone since breakfast, preferring to lurk on seen in the background for now.
After dinner, Pansy, Millicent, and Tracey decided to head to the library to get a head start on their classwork in case they were assigned more the next day, and Ariadne tagged along, hoping to find one of the people she had added to her mental list of people to befriend. Marley, who had disappeared after her Transfiguration lesson, appeared at her side as they walked through the halls, following the directions of an older student they had asked.
In the library the girls split ways, going to find whatever they needed for their assignments. Ariadne hunted out a book on the theory of Transfiguration for her essay for McGonagall, then hunted for an empty desk to work at until the other girls were ready to leave. She spotted the bushy brown hair of Hermione leaning over a desk near the back of the library and made her way over.
"Hermione?" She asked quietly so as to not surprise the girl. "Is it alright if I sit here?" Hermione looked up at her, curious for a moment, then nodded.
Ariadne sat, Marley settling beside her feet, and pulled out her books and a scroll of parchment and began to flip through the book. They sat in silence for nearly twenty minutes, and Ariadne had written a good two paragraphs before Hermione finally looked up to speak.
"Why are you sitting with me?" She asked, frowning at the girl across from her.
"Well, I needed to work on my essay, and there was a lot of room at this desk-" Ariadne said acting confused, though she knew that Hermione had probably had some experience with the 'blood purity' people in her house already.
"No, I meant, shouldn't you 'not be seen with someone like me'?" Hermione asked, obviously quoting something she had heard earlier.
"Eh," Ariadne said offhandedly, shrugging her shoulders and returning to her paper. "I don't really care about all that stuff. I just don't really know anyone else yet, and I've already met you."
"Oh," Hermione said, looking down at her book. They worked in silence for another half hour until Ariadne rolled up her completed parchment and stood.
"Well, it was nice seeing you. Bye," Ariadne said, taking her book back to the shelf. Hermione waved as she walked away but didn't say anything.
She found Pansy and Millicent at one of the tables near the other side of the library, books spread in front of them, scribbling away at their parchments.
"Hey, are you guys almost ready to go? Curfew is in an hour," Ariadne said, approaching the table.
"Yeah, I'm almost done, just five more minutes," Pansy said, flipping a page inner book.
"I'm no where near done," Millicent groaned, resting her head on the table. "You guys can go ahead though. There's a group of second years over there that I can walk back with later so I don't get lost."
"Okay," Ariadne said, nodding along. "Where's Tracey?"
"Oh, I think she left earlier with some fifth years," Pansy said, finally closing her book and tucking her things away. Then she stood and sighed. I don't want to walk the halls alone. Earlier I say two with year Gryffindors try to hex a second year who was alone. None of the other students seemed afraid though."
"Well none of the other houses are as hated as we are, are they?" Ariadne said.
"What do you mean?" Pansy asked, tilting her head to the side.
"Well, form what I've heard, most of the other houses think that we all are into the dark arts and are just waiting to curse them as soon as they turn around," Ariadne said, shrugging. "They think that we are all Death Eaters."
"Well most of us do come from families that supported the Dark Lord in the first war," Pansy said, picking up her bag. "And most of us come from prestigious pureblood families. I was raised to look down on others because I am above them, I think most of us were. I guess it makes sense that others would be jealous." Pansy flipped her hair over her shoulder. Ariadne wanted to point out that jealousy was probably not what the others were feeling, but she just shrugged. She wanted her dorm mates to accept her, and if that meant acting like she agreed with what they said, then so be it.
"Who should we get to walk us back?" Ariadne said, glancing around the room.
"I guess we could just go by ourselves," Pansy said hesitantly, starting toward the door.
"I don't want to get hexed," Ariadne said, still looking around as she followed Pansy.
"We can just try to avoid the other houses," Pansy said, grabbing Ariadne's wrist and dragging her towards the door. Ariadne glanced around one last time, then turned to follow her through the door, promptly running into someone else.
"I'm sorry," Ariadne said, grabbing the persons arms for support.
"Watch where you're going," the boy said, pushing her away from him, then took in her green uniform tie and dropped the angry look from his face. "You're in Slytherin right?"
"Yeah," Ariadne said, straightening the strap of her bag over her shoulder.
"Were you two going to walk back to the common room alone?" He asked, one blond eyebrow raised. Ariadne glanced at Pansy who had just turned around to see what was keeping her.
"Oh good, Draco, walk back to the common room with us," Pansy said linking her arm through his and dragging him back through the door.
"Pansy, let go of me," he said, shaking her off. His two friends fell into step behind them as Ariadne followed Pansy and Draco down the hall. They fell into silence as two Hufflepuffs passed them, giving them a wide berth. Draco sneered at them and ran a hand over his slicked back hair, making Ariadne roll her eyes. Once out of ear shot, Pansy and Draco started to argue about something that Ariadne didn't pay attention to.
When they got back to the common room, Pansy immediately disappeared down the hall to their dorm, leaving the others in silence.
"Um, thanks for walking with us," Ariadne said, turning to face the three of them.
"Whatever," Draco said, turning and walking back out the portrait hole with his two friends. Ariadne shrugged then followed Pansy back to the dorms to get ready for bed.
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For the rest of the first week of classes, Ariadne spent all of her free time getting to know her dorm mates and also refining her mental list of people who would be useful. She picked them out during mealtimes, committing their faces and names to memory. She had decided to start out with small acts, just to get them used to her, since most of them wanted nothing to do with her, either because of her name or her house. She would find them in the library and sit across from them to study, and she was always polite to them. She added to her list as she learned more about the other students, or their parents. She made a list of every pureblood student outside her house, knowing that it would come in handy to be on speaking terms with them in case she ever had reason to attend one of their social events. If her dorm mates noticed that she spent more time around people from other houses than her own, they chose not to say anything about it, for which she was grateful.
The first years quickly learned that the older students presented an image of cold indifference outside the common room, and they copied those actions for the most part. Soon the dorm room fell into a daily routine. Tracey, Millicent, and Daphne got up when the six o'clock bell rang and took turns showering, then when they were done they would wake up Pansy who would also take a shower, then the first three would go down to the common room. At 6:45, Ariadne would wake up to Marley pawing at her or licking her nose, and she would wake up Hestia. The two girls would dress in silence and wait for Pansy to be ready, then they would go down to breakfast. Ariadne would eat quickly then go back to the dorm to shower before classes started at 8:30. The girls would sit together during their classes, not talking much, then they would go to lunch and their afternoon classes, then back to the common room to work on their assignments. After dinner, they would go to the library if they needed to, and Hestia would shower before bed.
Ariadne had picked up potions quite easily, as she had predicted, but she soon found that history of Magic and Herbology were not her best subjects. Pansy struggled in Defense Against the Dark Arts, and Millicent and Tracey were both falling behind in Transfiguration. By the beginning of October, they had all come to the agreement that they would practice the spells and facts they struggled most with for a couple hours after curfew each night. They had heard that Crabbe and Goyle, two of the boys in their year, had already received detention for low marks in their classes, and none of the girls wanted to waste their free time in detention with Snape writing lines or sorting potion ingredients.
Ariadne now had multiple acquaintances in other houses that would sometimes greet her in the halls or during class, and it drew the attention of quite a few people.
"Hello Hermione," Ariadne said as she passed the bushy haired girl in the halls.
"Hello," she said, nodding her head slightly, then continuing on her way.
"Why do you talk to all those people?" Pansy finally asked, a slightly disgusted look on her face as she watched Hermione walk away. "It's undignified."
"Oh well," Ariadne said, shrugging.
"Not very Slytherin of you," Pansy continued.
"Well, maybe you will figure it out sometime and then you will understand," Ariadne said, hiding a smile as she nodded to a third year raven claw girl she sometimes sat with in the library.
Pansy let out a huff and walked a little faster to the Transfiguration classroom. Transfiguration was by far her favorite subject, and the one she was best at now that she had a real person teaching her rather than just a book. Pansy and Ariadne were nearly late to the class as they had returned to their dorm during break so Pansy could get her book which she had forgotten earlier, and McGonagall narrowed her eyes at them as they walked through the doorway as the bell was ringing and took their seats.
"Alright, today you will be continuing to try to change your match sticks into needles," McGonagall said, leaving piles of matches on each table.
Ariadne had nearly gotten the hang of this spell last class, and she had been excited to try again today. It took her only four tries that morning to get it right, then she set to changing the whole pile of them into needles, then waited proudly as McGonagall made rounds of the room toward her table.
"Very good Ms. Black. Five points to Slytherin. Now try changing them back to matches," the stern professor said, and Ariadne let a grin slip out of her usually indifferent mask. This was the first time she had earned points for Slytherin, and she was extremely proud of herself for it. Beside her, Pansy was still waving her wand and muttering the needed words, but the most her match stick was doing was rolling onto its side.
"Pansy," she whispered, making the girl look up, a slightly aggravated look on her face. "Try making wider movements with your wand," Ariadne continued, twirling her wand in a wide circle to demonstrate. Pansy returned to her match, making her movements wider and after another ten minutes, she too had changed her match stick.
"Good, Ms. Parkenson. Another five points for Slytherin," McGonagall said, sweeping by to a Hufflepuff table on the other side of the isle. Pansy and Ariadne grinned at each other for a moment, then cleared their faces of emotion. Draco was the only other Slytherin who had managed to change his match by the end of class, and he smirked over at the Hufflepuffs who hadn't gotten the spell to work yet.
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"Flying lessons start tomorrow!" Pansy said in a sing song voice as she walked into the dorm room for the girls nightly practice of practical spells.
"I'm so excited!" Millicent said from her position of laying half off her bed. "I miss flying." The other girls nodded along in agreement.
"I've never flown before," Ariadne said offhandedly, flipping through a book. She sat cross legged on her bed, half reading, half listening to the conversation.
"What? Never?" Pansy gasped, walking over to sit on the edge of the bed. The other girls came over too.
"Nope," Ariadne shrugged.
"It's so much fun!" Pansy said. "Of course, we never got to use real brooms, my mom said they were too dangerous."
"Yeah, we live too close to a muggle village to use real brooms," Tracey said, nodding along.
"The only thing you have to know about flying is to not be afraid," Pansy said, a serious look crossing her face. "If you get nervous you are much more likely to mess up."
"Are you kidding?" Millicent said, leaning against the end bed pole. "Aria's never afraid. I don't think I've ever seen you show any emotions before."
"I show emotion all the time, you just aren't paying attention," Aria said, purposefully keeping a blank expression. Pansy giggled, then stood to go change into her pajamas as the others already had done.
"What spells should we work on tonight?" Hestia asked, finger combing her hair absently.
"I'm getting behind in Transfiguration," Daphne said, plopping down on Ariadne's trunk.
"I'm still not getting that levitation spell in Charms," Tracey added.
"Oh, I know that one! I practiced it all summer. It's about the only Charm I can do," Ariadne said, leaning forward. "But I need to practice that freezing thing Professor Sprout told us about, I just can't get it."
"Pansy got it right away, maybe she can help?" Tracey said, standing again. "Let me get some hair pins to practice on for Transfiguration."
For the next hour and a half there was quiet muttering around the room, most of them worked alone unless they needed specific help.
"It's almost eleven," Hestia said at last, holding back a yawn. "We should probably get some sleep so we can be awake for flying tomorrow." The others nodded and began putting away their books and things, then they climbed into their beds. Tracey, being closest to the door, put the lights out when everyone was settled.
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"That was really stupid Draco. What if you had gotten caught?" Ariadne said, walking alongside him and the other sniggering boys in her year. They had just come back from flying lessons, if it could be called that. After Neville Longbottom had broken his wrist and Madame Hooch came back to find McGonagall towing away Harry, she had canceled the class, telling them they would resume tomorrow afternoon.
"Not all of us are friends with people because they pity them," Draco sneered as their group entered the Great Hall for dinner. Ariadne opened her mouth to protest, but there were too many other people nearby now, so she cleared her face and walked in silence to the table.
"Where's Snape?" Pansy asked ten minutes after dinner had started. None of the Slytherins had started eating yet, and more and more of them stopped their conversations to stare up at the head table.
"Maybe he heard about the flying lessons…" Daphne said anxiously, glancing down the table at Draco and his two friends. All three of them were sitting in nervous silence, glancing around the hall. They knew if Snape had found out he would probably give detentions to the whole year since none of them had tried to stop Draco and most of them had laughed along as he taunted Harry into breaking the rules.
Finally, fifteen minutes into dinner the doors flew open and Snape swept toward the table causing the few Slytherins who had still been talking to fall silent. Snape paused near the group of male first years, said something to them which resulted in many murmured "yes sir's" then came along the table to the girls.
"The six of you will be serving detention with me tomorrow night immediately after dinner," he said in a low voice, making sure the curious Ravenclaws at the next table couldn't hear him.
"Yes sir," they replied just as quietly, then watched as he continued on his way to the head table. Ariadne sighed as Snape took his seat and began to eat, but it was nearly lost in the relieved sighs from the rest of the table as they began to eat as well.
"I still haven't finished my essay for Flitwick on levitation charms," Millicent muttered under her breath.
"I'm done with mine, you can look over it if you want," Ariadne said, playing with the food on her plate that she no longer felt like eating.
"You are a life saver. There's no way I'd be able to finish it now, not with detention," Millicent responded with a relieved sigh.
"No problem. I still have the essay summarizing chapter three for DADA," Ariadne said, and the others groaned.
"Me too," Pansy said, stabbing her fork through a carrot as she glared down the table at Draco.
"It's going to be a late night," Hestia said, picking up her book bag. "I'm going to get started, I'm not really hungry. Anyone else coming?"
"Sure," Ariadne said, standing. In the end all the girls left dinner early to head back to the common room where they secured a wide table to work at and got their books out.
They sat working in silence for nearly half an hour before someone cleared their throat nearby making all of them look up.
"What do you want?" Pansy asked crossly, staring down the small group of boys in their year.
"We were hoping to study with you," the one in front said. Ariadne recognized him to be Blaise Zabini, though they hadn't spoken before. The two boys behind him were called Theodore and Terence, both of which Ariadne had also never spoken to.
"Why so you can copy off us like Crabbe and Goyle try to do? No, go away," Pansy replied, returning to her work.
"We don't want to copy, we just wanted to get away from Draco, he's being an insufferable git right now," Blaise said, rolling his eyes. The two groups stared at each other for a few minutes then Ariadne sighed.
"Sure, study with us," she said, gesturing to the empty chairs beside her and Tracey. The three of them sat and pulled their books from their bags as Pansy gave Ariadne an annoyed look. Ariadne raised an eyebrow at her and Pansy's lips twitched upward for a second, then she looked back at her paper.
"So Blaise," Ariadne said after a few minutes. "I noticed you were really good at that freezing charm Sprout wants us to learn, can you show me it?" Ariadne gestured to a small potted fern she had been practicing on.
"Sure, I guess. It's not hard," Blaise said, casting the charm on the plant, which froze immediately. Blaise then showed her how to move her wand at exactly the right time through the spell, and she cast the charm correctly on her third try.
"Thanks," she said, letting out a small smile. She had been meaning to hunt down Hermione and ask if she could help, but maybe it was about time Ariadne started putting effort into befriending people in her own house. After all, most of them had rich and powerful parents, and being friends with them could come in handy down the road.
"No problem," Blaise said, returning to his work as well. Ariadne glanced up for a moment and caught Pansy's eye. The other girl smirked at her, and Ariadne rolled her eyes in return.
Over the next few weeks, Ariadne knew Pansy was watching her closely, and though the other girl pretended to be, Ariadne knew she wasn't stupid.
"I figured it out," Pansy said one night in mid october, closing the dorm door behind her.
"What did you figure out?" Tracey asked from her bed where she was reclining with a book. As usual, Pansy was the last one to come up to the dorm for their nightly study.
"I figured out why Aria is nice to everyone," Pansy said, grinning mischievously at the end bed where said girl was laying with her head falling off the end of the bed and her large cat laying across her stomach.
"And why is that?" Ariadne asked, not looking away from the book she held upside down in front of her face.
"Because you want something from them," Pansy smirked.
"Nope," Ariadne said, slamming her book closed and sitting up. "It's because I might want something fro them in the future."
"Same thing," Pansy said, rolling her eyes. "Every person I've seen you talk to has some sort of powerful connections. Except that Longbottom kid and the muggleborn. I don't understand that one."
"Hermione is brilliant, and Neville is good at Herbology," Ariadne said, shrugging. "And I like being nice to people. Sometimes."
"So that's why I saw you talking to Cedric Diggory earlier isn't it? His dad is in the ministry," Hestia said, a look of understanding crossing her face.
"Actually, I was talking to him because he's good at flying and I wanted to learn more," Ariadne said, smiling. Then her cheeks turned red. "Also, he is very attractive."
"Aria!" Pansy shrieked, laughing. "He's like four years older than you!"
"I didn't say I was going to do anything about it," Aria shrugged, still grinning. "He's just really nice to look at."
"He really is," Tracey said, flopping down on her bed. "And so is Oliver Wood."
"He;s a Griffindor!" Millicent said, shocked.
"So?" Tracey asked, rolling over to glare at her. "He's still hot."
"Did you see that seventh year boy who always sits at the end of the Ravenclaw table?" Hestia said, joining in the conversation.
"The one with light brown hair and glasses?" Pansy asked, finally giving in.
"Or the one with blonde hair that's sorta long and a bit messy?" Daphne said, flopping down next to Tracey.
"I was talking about the blonde one," Hestia said, giggling.
"I know which one you meant though, Pansy," Ariadne said, sitting on the floor to lean against her bed. "They are both so gorgeous."
There was a round of giggles and then sighs.
"Lets practice that DADA spell," Pansy finally said, going to grab her book.
A/N: Hey everyone, thanks for reading. I don't usually post A/N's but I recently was invited to join a role playing site and I have found it quite enjoyable so far. I would really like it if you guys would take a look and think about joining it.
To find the site, google 'Accio Nox' and it will be the first site that comes up. If you do join, please make sure to PM the admin telling her that Aria Gray sent you, and please PM me as well (Aria Gray) and let me know who you are, I'd love to hear from you all.
This site has been around for quite a while and a lot of people are still using it, meaning that it won't just die out in a few months, and that it is very well organized.
Hope to see you there,
Kasamyra.