DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter. All rights go to J.K. Rowling for writing such a brilliant story.

Chapter 4

Food appeared on the plates before Olivia and her mouth instantly salivated. She grabbed a chicken leg, scooped a heaping mound of mashed potatoes on her plate, a bunch of green beans, and smothered everything in gravy. She loved her mother's cooking but this food was on a different level.

Astoria compared her plate of string beans and stuffing to Olivia's and mused, "Slow down, Riddle. It's as if you've never had food before."

"Don't mess with me and my food." Olivia said through a mouthful of green beans.

The rest of the dinner went by smoothly, Olivia finishing her meal with six chocolate chip cookies. Draco looked at Olivia with interest while Blaise snickered at Olivia's disappointed face when all the food disappeared. Dumbledore caught it and smiled, "More food shall await for you students in the morning. Second years and above, enjoy your night. First years, if you all would follow your respective prefects to their common rooms – they will tell you the passwords. Everyone is dismissed, get a goodnight's sleep."

The Great Hall was quickly evacuated as eager first years gathered towards the front where their prefects stood, waiting patiently. A raven haired girl with pretty hazel eyes and a brunette boy with stark green eyes both in green robes raised their hands as they shouted in unison, "Slytherin first years over here!"

Olivia wandered towards the front, Astoria following suit. The raven smiled and announced, "My name is Gemma Farley, welcome to Hogwarts. Follow us and we'll lead you down to the dungeons."

"Mine's Felix Pummell. Keep an eye out on the staircases, they move." Felix said airily.

Blaise grunted as he slipped on a step, almost falling on his face, "Bloody castle is a bloody maze."

"I think it's beautiful." Olivia commented, keeping pace with the prefects and the rest of the students.

The Slytherin prefects stopped in front of a brick wall with bookcases on either side of the wall. Gemma flicked some hair behind her shoulder and spoke up, "This is the entrance to the Slytherin common room. The password is pureblood."

"How creative." Olivia said, rolling her eyes as Astoria piped up, "This is why Slytherin's have a bad rep."

"I think it's a fantastic password." Draco smirked, "Pureblood."

The brick wall opened revealing a darkly lit room with various windows that revealed not the Hogwarts grounds but...

"The Slytherin common room, or the dungeon, is actually underground. We're submerged under the Black Lake." Gemma finished Olivia's thoughts as a tentacle slithered by a window. Gemma grinned wickedly, "That's the squid, don't worry, it hasn't tried breaking in… yet."

This earned a whimper from a girl with a pug face and black bob named Pansy Parkinson. She leaned closer into Draco who tried shaking her off. Olivia laughed at Draco's feeble attempt and took in the dungeon's black marble floors, black leather couches, soft green throw pillows, a roaring fireplace, high backed leather chairs, and green lanterns that accentuated the green glow that emitted from the Black Lake.

Olivia immediately felt an affinity for the room and snapped out of her thoughts at Felix's words, "Girl's dorms are on the right, boys on the left. Don't even try sneaking up there boy's, you will be put in detention."

"Damn." Blaise cursed slightly, earning a thwack on the head from Astoria.

The rest of the first years looked up to Felix and Gemma and they stared back with raised eyebrows. "Well, go unpack." Felix said unceremoniously, sneering at the lot.

Gemma giggled at the rush of excited girls and boys heading up towards their dorms. Olivia walked up the stairs and down a hallway where, to her relief, she found her name on a silver plaque underneath Astoria Greengrass. Her relief was short lived because right under Astoria's name was Pansy Parkinson and another girl named Tracey Davis. Olivia stepped into her soon to be room and marveled at the décor. Four four-poster beds lined with emerald silk sheets lined both walls with their belongings and trunks at the foot of each bed. The farthest wall was just made of glass panels, showing random fish that resided in the Black Lake. A black couch and two armchairs sat in front of the window along with two lamps that gave an ample amount of light. The ground was of a rich dark cherry oak and the room was cold but bearable.

A girl sat on one bed, unpacking her stuff while Astoria squeezed by Olivia, claiming the bed nearest to the door on the left side of the room. Olivia automatically took the bed nearest to the window next to Astoria and glanced at the girl who was unpacking. She was short, lanky, sported glasses and had mousy brown hair that was cut right above her shoulders. She was sharp with her movements and unpacked swiftly, placing her clothes into the drawer next to her bed. Astoria smiled at the girl and said cheerfully, "You must be Tracey! My name's Astoria and this is Olivia."

Tracey looked at Astoria as if she had two heads and nodded curtly, "Pleasure."

Astoria frowned and turned towards Olivia, whispering, "I don't think she likes us that much, Livvy."

Olivia winced at her new nickname, "That's a horrible nickname."

"I like it," Astoria replied turning towards her trunk and pulling out an emerald green cloak and placing it on her bed, "You can call me Tori or Tor, that's what Daphne calls me."

Olivia raised an eyebrow, "Who's Daphne?"

"My sister, silly pants." Astoria said, shutting her trunk closed and sitting on her bed.

The door slammed opened and Pansy strolled in, claiming her bed across from Astoria. Her dark eyes narrowed on Olivia and she glowered, "Well, if it isn't the Dark Arts Princess herself?"

"Dark Arts Princess?" Olivia asked, thoroughly confused.

"The whole school knows your lineage, Riddle, don't even try to act surprised." Pansy said, angrily opening her trunk open, "Draco finds you appealing which means I find you repulsive."

"Parkinson," Olivia sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose, "I just met Malfoy, don't get your knickers in a twist. He's all yours."

At this, Pansy's eyes brightened significantly and squealed, "Drakkie's all mine?"

"Yes, Parkinson, all yours." Astoria stated, looking at Olivia with exasperation, "Please finish packing then we can head downstairs to meet my sister."

Olivia hummed a response and continued to unpack. She finished within reasonable time and sank into the cool silk sheets. She closed her eyes briefly, wishing for a nap but was interrupted by Astoria who shook her shoulder roughly, "Hurry! My sister's going to flip if I'm in the slightest bit late. I told her seven and it's six-fifty."

"What?" Olivia asked tiredly, "Why are we meeting your sister?"

Astoria pulled Olivia onto her feet and shoved a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt at Olivia, "Change before you get looks, everyone's out of their uniforms already."

Olivia did as told, shoving her feet into a pair of white converse before Astoria dragged her down towards the common room, "My sister wants me to check in on me and I'm saving you from Pansy's evil clutches."

"I heard that Greengrass!" Pansy shrieked from their dormitory.

Olivia grinned and followed Astoria. She spotted Draco and Blaise lazily sitting on a black couch with a honey blond girl perched on a leather loveseat with a boy with dark spiked hair. Olivia's eyes caught the boy's dark ones and he smirked at her, sending butterflies to her stomach. He was very attractive and looked to be about the same age as Olivia. The girl next to him clearly had to be Daphne Greengrass. She was tall for her age, despite being a year older than Olivia. She had clear skin, a sharp nose, and Astoria's cerulean blue eyes.

Daphne broke into a smile and hugged Astoria close, "My baby sister is a Slytherin, I'm so proud."

"Daphne! You're mussing my hair." Astoria whined and squirmed in Daphne's vice like grip.

Daphne laughed, kissing Astoria's cheek and turned to Olivia, "This must be the baby Riddle."

"So my father was right," the dark eyed boy quipped from his seat, "We have some dark blood among us."

"She's not really royalty." Draco clipped as he fixed his position on the couch.

"Boys," Daphne interjected and smiled, "Nice to meet you. My name's Daphne and this is Theodore Nott, he's in your year."

"Hi." Olivia greeted, a blush spreading to her cheeks.

Theo smirked once again and nodded in her direction. Olivia looked at Draco, who stared at the two with the slightest bit of jealousy, then back at Theo and sighed. This was going to be a very long year.