Forbidden Fruit

Chapter Four

"Slytherin!"

A cheer arose from the far end of the Great Hall. All the Slytherin boys stood and cheered for Violet, the girls just clapped politely with disgust on their face.

Harry's face fell. He felt as if his heart dropped down to the stone floor. He admitted he wasn't surprised by this. But now he felt like his chances to ever meet her were a million to one. Slytherin's hated Gryffindor's, and Gryffindor's hated Slytherin's. Simple as that. After tonight, they were enemies. Harry looked down at the table.

"What a shame," Ron said, "Like we need another Slytherin to make our lives miserable."

"She didn't seem like the other Slytherin's though," Hermione stated, "Usually Slytherins are stuck up and act like they're better than you. She didn't act like that at all."

"But how do you know she's not gonna be like all the other Slytherins?" Ron questioned her.

"I don't know," Hermione said sadly, "There's something about her, something in her-"

"Eyes," Harry finished for her, he kept his face facing the table.

Violet finally released her breath that she had been holding in this whole time. Slytherin. Cunning, sneaky, selfish Slytherin. In a way, she was happy that she finally found out what house she would be in, but at the same time, she felt a bit disappointed.

She decided to look behind her and look at the staff table for the first time. She saw her father, sitting at the end of the table, clapping for her. He saw that she was looking at him and smirked at her. Yes, he was very happy about her being in Slytherin she bet.

She felt Dumbledore take the Sorting Hat off her head, "Congratulations," he whispered to her, and eased her over to the Slytherin table. The Slytherin table was in an uproar, they were cheering and clapping...for her. This made her blush indeed. She had no idea that she would be getting this much attention. Mabey being in Slytherin won't be so bad after all...

Dumbledore made his way back to the staff table, "Well done Miss Snape. Yes, we are very happy to have you here indeed."

Harry slowly rose his head back up, but didn't look at Dumbledore. Instead he looked at the Slytherin table. He saw her there, sitting next to Pansy Parkinson. Smiling. She seemed happy. Harry sighed. His chances were done, he supposed.

"Well, everyone," Dumbledore continued, "It's best you all head off to bed now. Goodnight."

Harry got up lazily with Ron and Hermione. Everyone began to exit out of the Great Hall. He looked over at the Slytherin table again.

He froze. She was looking at him. She was looking at him. He couldn't help himself to stop, he smiled. She smiled back and seemed to make a little giggle. Sadly, he couldn't hear it over the crowd of kids. She waved. He chuckled. He waved back at her.

He liked this. Again, it was like a scene from a movie. It felt as if no one was there. Like they were the only two in the room. No one else mattered...

Violet got up from her table. She looked across the room to find that mysterious boy again. She saw him. He looked so sad.

She saw his head start to turn. He looked at her.

Violet froze. But then he did something she didn't expect him to, he smiled at her. Violet couldn't stop herself, she smiled too, she even chuckled a bit. She waved, you know, to be polite and all. He waved back. Oh, this felt so nice. Nothing could ruin this moment...

"Hello, your name's Violet right?"

Violet felt as if a record player just scratched. That had to be the most annoying sound she had ever heard. She looked over behind her. She was face to face with about the ugliest girl she had ever seen. Her face reminded her of a bulldog. Violet was a little startled.

"I'm sorry, do I know you?" she tried to sound polite.

"O yes, I'm Pansy Parkinson. Your Violet right, the one that just got sorted?"

"Yes," she said, "I am."

Violet looked over at the mysterious boy again, he was, sadly, no longer looking at her. He was now following a red head and a bushy-haired girl.

Violet couldn't help herself, "I'm sorry, but can you tell me something, Pansy?"

"Of course," Pansy replied. She looked like a puppy, willing to do whatever Violet commanded. Violet could ask her to fetch a bone, and she probably would. It was slightly scaring her.

"Who is that boy over there?" Violet pointed to him.

She noticed that Pansy's face fell, she seemed disgusted, "O him," she started, her voice was sour, "That the oh-so-great Harry Potter."

Violet turned bright red. Harry Potter. The Harry Potter. She just smiled and waved at Harry Potter. "O my God, I am a fool!" she thought to herself, "He probably thinks I'm some kind of idiot!" Violet didn't look back at him for the rest of the night.

Harry saw Pansy sneak up behind Violet. Pansy distracted her from them and their "moment". "Thanks a lot Pansy," he thought to himself.

"Come on, Harry," Harry heard Hermione come up behind him as well, "We have to get to the common room now!"

Harry began to follow Hermione and Ron again. He looked down at his feet, trying to keep away from looking at the Slytherin table again. After all, he didin't want to seem like a stalker.

Then he heard something that made him look. It was Malfoy. He was laughing with Crabbe and Goyle. They were walking towards Violet. Harry could feel his hand form into a fist...

"Come on, Violet," Pansy said enthusiastically, "Let me show you to our common room!"

Violet was starting to feel a little weird around this Pansy girl, she didn't want to be rude, but she had no choice.

"No thank you, Pansy," she said, "I can find it myself, I'm sure."

She began to walk away from Pansy, her eyes on the floor. "O god if all Slytherins are like her, I'm going to be miserable in this house."

Violet looked up from the stone floor, she looked straight forward. She saw three boys coming her way. Two were very large as well as pimply. The other one, standing in the middle of them, was slim, with bleach blonde hair. Violet had to admit, he was a looker.

They stopped in front of her and Violet looked up at them.

"Can I help you?" Violet asked.

"No," the blonde boy answered, his voice seemed charming, "But I would really like to help you find your way to the Slytherin common room."

Violet sighed, she was getting tired of this, "Why dose everyone want to help me? You can't all be that courteous."

The blonde boy smirked, "Can you really blame them? Who wouldn't want to help such a beautiful young woman?"

Violet blinked. "Is this boy trying to flirt with me?"

He bent down and grabbed her hand. He gently kissed it. Violet could feel how cold his lips were. It gave her chills. He looked back up at her with his cold, grey eyes.

"Welcome to Slytherin."