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(((Transfiguration three weeks later- late September-ish)))

Persephone sat in the third row next to Sophie during Trasfiguration, twirling her hair between her fingers. Sophie's left hand was scratching furiously on her parchment, writing everything Professor McGonagall was saying down. Perephone was lazily jotting a few notes down, trying to not get elbowed by Sophie.

McGonagall was going on about anamagi. That'd be so cool…. She thought, wishing she could be an animagus. To turn into an animal at will…jeez that'd be awesome… She let her mind roam, ignoring the rest of the lesson until the bell pulled her out of her fantasy world.

"By Perse!" Sophie yelled, collecting her books and rushing off to her next class.

"Don't call me that!"

Sophie didn't respond.

Persephone rolled her eyes, and ambled downstairs to the dungeons. Potions was with the Hufflepuff's, which was always a good laugh. Snape made fun of them all mercilessly, and Persephone had to admit that it was a good laugh for the Slytherins. She plopped down at an empty chair in the back of the room, and got out a piece of parchment and quill, following the chalkboard's orders.

No one sat down next to her, so she got to sit alone for this class. Fine by me… Snape swept into the room, his long black cape brushing behind him dramatically. Oh, Snapey… He was always so over dramatic about everything, it drove Persephone along with everyone else crazy.

Persephone sensed that there was something up with Snape. He was at about half the Death Eaters meetings, or at least the ones that were held at Malfoy Manor, the house where she lived over the summer or ones that she (and occasionally Draco too) eavesdropped on.

She had to agree with her mother on him; he wasn't as trustable as the Dark Lord thought him to be. That could, however just be the Lestrange in her.

Snape droned on about Amortentia, which we might be making 'if we could handle it'. Soon the class period was over, and she made her way to Ancient Runes, which was with the Ravenclaws, but Sophie didn't have it.

At the end of class she snatched all her books, and left the classroom. It was the last class of the day, and was planning to dump her books in her dorm and soon after head to dinner. Ancient Runes was across the castle from the dungeons, so Persephone had a long walk.

"Perse!" A voice squeaked at her.

She groaned but asked, "What, Sophie?"

She found her best friend sprinting up to her, and with a huge grin practically yelled, "Roger Davies just asked me out!"

Persephone smiled lightly, "Good for him- I mean you too."

Sophie smiled again, "Eeeek! I can't believe it!"

I can… Persephone thought, not letting it show on her face. Sophie hadn't gone two weeks without being asked out. She was the love interest of Ravenclaw really. However, she was completely oblivious to that fact, which was fine with Persephone. Every now and again she'd get a snog with some mysterious boy, but never had a boyfriend for more then about two or three weeks. She didn't need some guy to drag her down like that.

Persephone smiled back to Sophie, "Awesome."

The two girls hurried through the castle, and Sophie turned left towards the Ravenclaw tower while Persephone took stairs down to get her to the dungeons.

"Basilisk." Persephone shouted to the brick, which slide open, letting her walk into the grim common room. Dark, creepy and green… the definition of 'Slytherin'.

She wandered up the stairs to her dorm room, and found just Liz in the room. She was also putting her books away. Persephone didn't say anything, but headed to her own bed far by the wall. She took her books and plopped them on top of the Hogwarts trunk at the foot of her bed.

Perephone picked up her hand mirror, and flattened out her curly mess of hair. Her side bangs were straightened. However and fell right over her eyes, just like always.

Liz smiled at her, "You look great, y'know."

Persephone gritted her teeth, "Thanks."

Persephone despised the way she looked. Everyone always told her how beautiful she looked. It wasn't that she didn't like looking pretty or anything. It was how much she resembled her mother. She had received Bellatrix's looks. Her mother was exceptionally gorgeous when she was younger, before being put in Azkaban and well, losing her mind. And, of course, Persephone received those looks.

All the Death Eaters would tell her that she looked like her mother, how she should be so proud of her mother, and feel lucky that she looked like her too. Narcissa once stated it might be the only thing that got her through life some day…

No one wanted to look like the infamous Bellatrix Lestrange, not even her daughter. She also got her grandmother's extremely bright, emerald eyes. They stuck out behind her near black hair…. Perfectly… She whished she wasn't so…so…perfect! Anyone would die for her looks…. Or at least until they noticed how much they looked like the Dark Lord's right hand woman. Persephone was stuck with her great looks, which would be a constant reminder of her mother, to Persephone and the rest of the world.

Tell her she looked great was the worst thing someone could say.

Persephone noticed she had about an hour until dinner, so sat herself on her bed against the wall and opened up a book to read. Liz left down to the common room, leaving Persephone to herself.

Alexis and Anna, two other girls from her dorm walked in, gossiping and laughing when they walked in. Persephone looked up at them and rolled her eyes.

Alexis was nothing more then a slut. She was the classic 'popular' girl. She was tall, skinny, and had waist length, perfectly straight blond hair. Boys were all over her- all the time. Her father was Selwyn, the Death Eater. When they were younger, she'd be at Malfoy Manor for Death Eater's meetings, but neither her nor Persephone remembered those times well. Alexis was always dating someone, and would occasionally not be in her bed at night, hmm, wonder where she ever is? Persephone thought sarcastically.

Anna, the other girl was almost worse if possible. Alexis might sleep with a bunch of guys, but Anna was down right mean. She would go out of her way to bother or hurt people. If someone she didn't like, perhaps Persephone, fancied someone, Anna would make it her job to have him the girl, or go out with him herself. She turned people against others, humiliated people and made fun of them to their face. She wasn't someone to mess with.

Taylor, the fifth girl in their dorm came in, too, to put her schoolbooks away. She wasn't near as bad as Alexis or Anna, but she was no Liz. Taylor wasn't mean, or boy-crazy but she was just…annoying. Clingy and nagging kind of girl she was.

Persephone shrugged them all off, and soon went off to dinner. She ate in silence like usual. She saw so many people laughing, shouting and having a good time with friends. She shook her head at them all… it seemed like such a weird thing to her. She was alone, and that's just the way she like it.

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Author's note: So, this story will be eight to ten chapters long all together. Hope you all liked this chapter :)