Chapter 4… Sorry it took so long to put up…been busy with school and everything… Hope you like it
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. I do, however, own Rubithiana Black.
Ruby was led to the Slytherin common room by Professor Crane. When they got there, he told her the password, before walking back the way they came.
"Pureblood," Ruby said, and the portrait swung open. She walked inside and looked around. The common room was decorated with green and silver
"Ruby!" she heard someone exclaim. She looked up and saw Bella running towards her.
"Hey Bella," she said, grinning.
"Hey. I thought you were in Gryffindor?" she said, confused, "Did Dumbledore let you change?"
"Yeah," Ruby said and grinned.
"This is so great. We're going to have so much fun this year," she said, smiling, before adding an afterthought, "And the 6 years after this."
"Yeah, it's going to be so great."
"Come," Bella said, grabbing Ruby's arm, "I'll show you our dorm. Oh, by the way, Pandora and Jinx also got into Slytherin. Pandora is in the same dorm as us. Personally, I don't like her, though. She's too… girly, I guess."
"I agree," Ruby said, following her up to the dorm.
Bella grinned, as she opened the door to their dorm. Ruby grinned back, and looked around their dorm. There were five beds, all with green and silver drapes. There was an adjoining bathroom, at least, that's what she guessed was behind the door on the other side of the room.
"Hey Ruby," she heard someone say. She looked over to one of the beds, and saw Pandora sitting there, flicking through a magazine.
"Hey," she said, as two more girls came into the room.
"Oh, right," Bella said, smiling at the girls, "Ruby, this is Willow and Raven."
"Oh my god," Willow, a white-blonde haired girl with green eyes, said, surprised, "I thought you were sorted into Gryffindor. They seriously let you change?"
"Yep, sure did," Ruby said, grinning.
"That is so cool," she said, smiling, "You are so lucky." Ruby smiled, though, only with her mouth. She was still upset about the letter she had received.
"I agree. You are lucky," Raven, a black-haired, black-eyed girl, spoke for the first time, "Anyway, why'd you want to change? I mean, Gryffindor doesn't sound that bad. And your brother is in Gryffindor."
"Principle. I despise my brother, and the day I am in the same house as him is the day I die," Ruby said, no longer smiling.
"But I heard that you only just started hating your brother on the train. Someone said that you had a row, and then you yelled at the muggleborn, Lily Evans."
"Yes, that's true," Ruby said, not bothering to deny it, "But that doesn't mean I hate him any less."
"Ok then," Raven said, smirking, "Come on Willow. We're leaving."
"Ok," Willow said, smiling at Ruby, "It was nice meeting you, Ruby."
"Willow!"
"Coming Raven," Willow said, rushing after her. Ruby heard Raven whispering angrily at Willow.
"Three guesses who they're talking about," Bella said, lying down on her bed, and gesturing to the one next to hers, "This is your bed. I saved it for you, just in case."
Ruby smiled, before sitting down on her bed.
"Thanks," she said, as someone opened the door. It was the caretaker, and he was carrying Ruby's trunk.
"Where do you want it?" he said, angrily.
"Um, there," she said, pointing at the foot of her bed. He put it down and walked out, grumbling. Bella started laughing as soon as the door has shut.
"Well, that was a pleasant encounter," Ruby said, going and opening her trunk. She rifled through it before finding what she was looking for. She pulled out a book, and lay down on her bed. She opened to a page and started reading.
"What book is that?" Ruby heard Bella ask. She looked up and saw her peering at her.
"Frankenstein," she said, holding up the worn copy so Bella could see the cover.
"Ah, that's a good book," Bella said, smiling approvingly.
"You've read it?"
"Of course," Bella said.
"Oh, it's just that, not many people my age have read it. In fact, not many of them are interested in books."
"Yeah, I've noticed that too," Bella said, yawning, "Well, I'm tired."
"I'm not," Ruby said, "I'll come back up later." She walked downstairs, Frankenstein in her hand, and sat down on a couch by the fire. She started reading.
"Hello," someone said from behind her, making Ruby jump.
"Hi?" she said uncertainly, not recognising the person. Though, he looked like a first year.
"Hi," he said, and came to sit next to her, "I'm Thorn."
"Nice to meet you," she said, looking at him curiously, "I'm Rubithiana, Ruby for short."
"Hi Rubithiana, Ruby for short," he said, chuckling as she scowled, "Nice to meet you too."
"What year are you in?" Ruby asked.
"First," he said, looking at the fire, "Same as you."
"How do you know I'm in first?"
"Well, you don't really look like you're old enough to be in any other year, and plus, I saw you hanging out with Belladonna, also a first," he said, still looking at the fire. She continued reading Frankenstein.
"So, do you want to be friends?"
"Huh?" Ruby said, looking up from her book.
"Do you want to be friends?" he asked, really slowly.
"I'm not slow," she said, scowling, "And sure, I guess."
"Really? Could have fooled me," he said, and jumped off the couch, as she jumped up to run after him. He ran up the stairs to his dorm, and she followed, girls being allowed in their rooms and all.
She ran into his room, just as he shut and locked the door to the bathroom.
"Well then. I guess I'm just going to camp here tonight," she said, sitting down on his bed and looking around the room, "And why do you get your own room?"
"Because I'm special," he said, quickly coming out and grabbing his pyjamas before going back into the bathroom, turning on the shower. Ruby quickly ran to her room and got her pyjamas. She went into the bathroom in her dorm and changed into them, also brushing her teeth. When she got back into his room, he was still in the shower. She sighed in relief, and sat back down on his bed. She heard him turn off the shower. A few minutes later he came out, dressed in his pyjamas.
"Oh. You're still here," he said, looking at her, "Wait, you got changed?"
"Yeah," she said, smiling, "You take long showers."
"Oh, I know," he said, "So many people have told me that. Living in a house with seven siblings and your parents isn't great when it comes to showers."
"But you're a Slytherin. Don't you have more than one shower?" she said, confused, "I mean, you must have a big house, right?"
"Wrong," he said, sitting down and sighing, "Don't believe the stereotypes. I was put in Slytherin for my cunning, not for my blood or family or anything else."
"Oh," she said, moving next to him and putting her arm around his shoulders, "I'm sorry."
"It's ok," he said, shrugging her arm off him, and smiling at her, "You didn't know."
"So, how about we get to know each other?" she suggested, smiling back.
"Sounds good," he said, turning to face her. She turned to face him as well.
"So, I'll ask you a question, and then you ask me one, ok?" she said.
"Yeah, sure thing."
"Ok, umm, oh, I know. What are your siblings names and ages?"
"Shadow, 23, Damien, 20, Kali, 18, Stephani, 17, Jonai, 16, Hari, 14 and Briar, 12," he said, counting them off on his fingers.
"Big family," she said, grinning, "Your turn."
"Umm, well, I know about your only sibling. The great, Sirius Black," he said, "So, um, what is your relationship with your family."
"Well, I despise my brother, as he is ashamed of me," she said, looking away, trying not to cry, "and my parents think me to be a disappointment, as they wanted a boy, but got me. So, yeah, not very good. What about you? Do you get along with your siblings and parents?"
"Some of them. I hardly see Shadow or Damien anymore, because they're always off travelling to do with their jobs. Um, Kali and Stephani are ok. They don't really share the same interests as me, so we don't have much to talk about or anything. I suppose now I've started school we will," he said, thoughtfully, "Hari and Briar like to keep to themselves. They get along with each other, but not really with anyone else. Who else? Oh, yeah, Jonai. I guess, out of all of my family, I probably get along with him the most. We have mainly the same interests and all."
"Interesting. What about your parents?"
"Oh, they don't talk to us much. They are always really busy with their jobs, so we're often left to fend for ourselves at meal times, and when we have to go places and everything," he said, not seeming at all upset.
"Oh, ok then," she said, yawning, "Well, I'm tired. I'm going to go to sleep." She went and laid down on the couch in his room.
"Wait, I still need to ask you a question. Then it'll be even," he said.
"Ok then. Hurry up though," she said.
"Ok, hmm, just let me think…"