Chapter Three: The Feast
We arrive at the school in no time and then wait an unbearably long time for the sorting to finish. As usual, to pass the time, Regulus and I made bets on which house each first year would most likely belong to. Let's just say that my pocket will be heavy on my way back to the dormitory.
"So Sophie, I heard that Potter and his band of buffoons stayed at your house all summer. Then again, what else would you expect from an average blood traitor family, right Potter?" Evan Roiser, a Slytherin in my year who lives to torment me says from across the table.
I look over to my left angrily. Roiser gives me an intolerable smirk and I glare heavily at him. I know that I don't get along with my family, but that doesn't stop me from getting mad. My family constantly gets judged for not supporting some pure blood extremist. Blood prejudice had always infuriated me because it is so damn stupid. No one should be at fault for who their parents are no matter who they are.
"Well, Roiser, if I remember correctly, last year you had some... explicit activities with Peter Durang, the Hufflepuff prefect. Not to mention that he is a half-blood and doesn't support your ideals. Now, I would have that lovely conversation with you, but it seems even a mere blood traitor like myself would be to high up on the social latter for you," I reply back to the ignorant Slytherin, who is now beet red with embarrassment.
"Come on, let's not get into a fight on the first day back," Narcissa Black, a fellow Slytherin sixth year, says to attempt to diffuse the tension at the table. Let's just say that it didn't work.
Thankfully Dumbledore begins his speech sinice the sorting had finished before our conversation could continue. "Welcome back to another year everyone! I hope you all enjoyed your summer breaks. As always, Mr. Filtch, the caretaker, has extended the list of objects forbidden inside the castle. If anyone wishes to view the list, you may find it in his office. I also would like to inform the new students and remind some of the older students that the Forbidden Forest is off limits and anyone found wandering in there will receive the required punishment. Lastly, I would like to introduce our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher for the year, Professor Joseph Hughes. Now, everyone, let's eat!" The headmaster then waves his hand and the most delicious food appears.
As I fill up my plate with the warm, delicious smelling food, I begin to think back to this summer. James had invited Remus, Sirius, and Peter over for the entire summer, though I later found out that Sirius had been disowned at the end of last summer, which explains why he had basically been living at our house ever since. They had a jolly time being rather loud and annoying throughout the days. Never did they cease to attempt to pull a prank on me, even though they often failed due to my keen sense of perception and my little hobby of eavesdropping. I met up with Regulus whenever he could sneak out and we would have a grand time hidding out in Diagon Ally or at some unnoticeable muggle shop. No doubt his mother would pop a blood vessel if she ever found out her perfect son was around muggles.
Honesty, it was quite boring, but one interesting thing that continued to reoccur were my strange conversations with Sirius Black in the mornings. He and I were both early risers and would have a few conversations about the weather or the news in the papers about the killings conducted by that Lord Voldemort. Surprisingly, he reminded me a lot of Regulus, but was more open about how he felt. I guess that was why the elder Black brother was in Gryffindor and not Slytherin. Sirius didn't give a damn about who he was going against or how it would effect him later on in life. Regulus, poor Regulus, was being pushed into the darkness and didn't have the heart to control it.
But don't get me wrong, both my brother and Sirius still fucking annoy the hell of if me.
"Sophie Potter, are you listening to me?"
I look up from my thought and my eyes land on a concerned Regulus. "I'm fine. My head is just in the clouds is all. What was it you wanted again?" I ask as I take a bit off my plate.
"Oh, nothing important really. Just talking about quidditch. Did you see the Tornado's new keeper? They are going to go right to the World Cup if the chasers stay on their game. Although, I don't know about the new beater. He seems like a bit of a tosser to me..." Reg continues to talk quidditch to me for the rest if the feast and I am absolutely fine with it. Whenever he would talk about the game his eyes would have a small spark lite up in his eyes and even a small smile would appear on his lips. Only very rarely would he ever show a true smile and it is one of the best sights to see.
When the feast is over, Dumbledore sends us to bed and I am dead tired. My excitement about finally being able to sleep in a few minutes is killed when a hand pulls me from the group of Slytherins and into an empty classroom. When I see who it is, I can't help but roll my eyes.
"What the hell do you want?" I hiss out to none other than my brother and his best mate, Sirius Black.
AN- Well, short chapter, but at least it is an update. We are almost into the start if the plot and I am sure things will start rolling faster then.
Thanks to rockBallerina for the review to inspire me to actually update. Reviews are very welcome, so leave one before you go!
Until next time! -Laura
