Slytherin Secrets

Chapter 4

Meeting a Snake and An Eagle

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Harry stares at the doors in front of him, and gulps.

The castle doesn't look as welcoming as his parents said. In fact, it looks terrifying. And the heavy wooden doors, the kind you might find in a very old dungeon, dark stone, dark windows and height of the place really doesn't help.

"It's so pretty," The brown, bushy haired girl behind Harry says. Harry nearly jumps ourof his skin. He'd been so caught up in the castle, he'd forgotten about the other first years. "Just like the book said." She says, breathless. Harry hears a snort from the other side of him.

"More like dingy." The blonde, the same one who snorted, says.

"Yeah...too grey." Harry says, still staring at the blonde. The blonde turns toward him, and raises an eyebrow.

"Grey? I didn't notice. I was talking about that awful ivy. If my house elves let the ivy grow so wild at the manor mother would murder them." The blonde says, nodding toward the ivy. Harry nods, almost automatically.

"Mum hates the stuff. She keeps trying to kill it every year. It always comes back though, always." Harry says, stumbling over his words. Draco smirks.

"Draco Malfoy." The blonde says, sticking his hand out.

"Harry Potter." Harry says, shaking Draco's hand, his heart pounding. He doesn't know why though, it's never done this with anybody else. Maybe he's just worried about the Sorting Ceremony.

Draco drops his hand, and turns toward the castle again. "I came here once, as a kid. My father's on the board, you know."

"Me, too. But I've only been on the inside." Harry says, adding the last part much too quickly. He mentally kicks himself. "My godfathers work here."

"Really? And what do they do?" Draco asks, a smidge of interest in his voice. Harry takes that as a good sign, and decides to answer.

"They're the Defense Against The Dark Arts teachers. Professor Lupin and Black." Harry says. Draco turns toward him, eyebrow raised again.

"Sirius Black? He's your godfather?" Draco asks, turning toward Harry again. Harry nods, suddenly excited to see the guy.

"Yup. Well, one of them. You're forgetting about Re- Professor Lupin." Harry says. He's really very proud of them, but he doesn't know why. Remus is a bit too moody sometimes, and Sirius is never...well...serious. Except those rare occasions when Harry's in trouble and needs someone to help him out.

"I've only met Sirius in passing, but I can tell he's definitely childish. Mother says he's always been that way. She grew up with him." Draco says. Harry stares at him with a blank face. On the inside, however, Harry was fighting back anger, and a bit of laughter. "They're cousins."

"Oh." Harry says, rather dumbly. He mentally kicks himself. Then he mentally kicks Draco for being such an ass about Sirius.

"You know, he was the first in the Black family to ever be sorted into a house other than Slytherin. Mother says it was very embarrassing." Draco sighs. "I can't imagine what it would be like to not be sorted into Slytherin."

"You want to be in Slytherin?" Harry asks. Draco nods.

"Of course. It's the only acceptable house there is." He says. Harry shakes his head.

"What about Gryffindor? Gryffindor's okay!" Harry says. The girl next to him gives him a very worried glance.

"I suppose so." Draco says, his tone bored once again.

Harry feels like screaming, or ripping his hair out. Not because of Draco talking about Sirius, or insulting the other houses, but because Harry couldn't keep his attention. The boy was bored!

"I'm not that boring, am I?" Harry thinks, biting his lip. He suddenly turns toward the girl next to him, the same brown, bushy haired girl who gave him the worried glance and sat next to him on the train.

"Am I boring? Was I boring on the train?" He asks. The girls eyes widen in surprise, and she quickly shakes her head.

"No! The chocolate frog cards were rather fascinating, and Quidditch doesn't seem too bad." She says quickly, trying to reassure the boy. He looks rather crazed in her eyes.

"Thats it? That's all that was interesting?" Harry asks. The girl quickly shakes her head. Harry sighs. "Thanks...erm...I never got your name."

"Oh. Hermione Grainger." She says, and smiles. "I never got yours either."

"Harry Potter." He says. He tries to return the smile, but it probably looks like a grimace.

"Thanks for answering my questions on the train ride. My parents didn't have enough money with them for me to get all the books explaining this stuff." Hermione says, and sighs. A dreamy look appears on her face. "I could have stayed in that store forever."

"Then you'll love the library here. My godfather, Remus, says it's like a maze." Harry says. Hermione's smile widens.

"Oh, I know! I've read all about it in Hogwarts: A History. The Great Hall, too. It all sounds so..so.."

"Magical?" Harry pipes in, grinning. Hermione nods. "Well, we are wizards you know." He says. Hermione nudges his arm.

"Look, the doors are opening." She says. Harry looks toward Draco, who is still standing as straight as a board. Except now, he looks tense, afraid. "What do you think you'll be?" Hermione asks. Harry shrugs.

"I know one thing though. You'll be a Ravenclaw." Harry says.

Hermione grins, and turns toward the doors.


I am so sorry it took so long to update! My laptop finally died. For good.

R.I.P. Laptop 7/8/14

So, I had to post this chapter with a tablet. And it was not fun. Especially since auto correct kept turning 'Remus' into 'Fetus.'

Anyway, here's chapter 4! I hope you enjoyed it. Please, please, please, leave a review. It'd mean the world to me.