Welcome Party

{Chapter 4}

The Slytherin common room A.K.A. the Slytherin Dungeons was located behind a wall in the cellars of Hogwarts. Of course, a password must be spoken so that one could enter, but for this common room, the password is spoken to a wall rather than a painting.

"Pureblood." Parkinson spoke to the wall.

"Is that the password, then?" I asked.

The others nodded.

Funny, it is the same password from our second year.

A passage was revealed leading to the common room.

As we walked in, the bunch of Slytherin students who were leading me, smiled –or smirked for that matter –while I gasped in admiration.

The common room was a low-ceilinged, dungeon like room with greenish lamps and chairs. The dungeon extended partway under the lake, I believe. It had a lot of backed black and dark green leather sofas with buttons. There were skulls and dark wood cupboards too. I admit it had a grand atmosphere, but also a quite spooky and cold one.

"It's beautiful." I sighed.

"I bet you all my life it is better than the Gryffindor one." Malfoy smirked.

"I think it has to be." I replied.

I do admit it was better than the Gryffindor common room.

Okay, maybe I am being a bit too Slytherin.

"Come on! Let's show you were we sleep!" Astoria Greengrass grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the girls' dormitories.

The Slytherin dormitories were almost like the Gryffindor ones, except that the sheets and curtains were green. I was supposed to share a room with Astoria and Daphne Greengrass and Pansy Parkinson.

The four-poster beds were quite grand, and they somehow seemed larger.

Astoria Greengrass jumped on her bed. "Isn't it lovely?"

"It is." I stretched on the new bed that was mine.

Wouldn't it be better to share a room with someone other than Lavender and Pravati?

Yes, it would.

"Too bad the boys can't come here." Parkinson said. "But we can always go to their room!"

I smiled.

We heard the sound of other students coming. Dinner must be over, I thought.

"Aren't you guys going to unpack?" I asked the girls who were sitting around.

Some one knocked on the door before they could answer me. The door opened slightly and a first year Slytherin girl poked her head inside.

"Dinner is over. Draco says to get ready." The girl said.

Why was she calling Malfoy with his first name? Not that I care… right?

"Oh yes!" Parkinson exclaimed. She reached for her bags and started pulling out random clothes.

The other girls copied her.

What on earth were they doing?

"Not this!" Parkinson threw a yellow tank top across the room. "Or this! No! WHERE IS IT?" More clothes were flying out of her trunk and on the floor.

"What are you looking for?" I asked.

"This shirt! Ugh! I can't find it!"

"Maybe you left it at home?" I suggested.

"No, I know I have it! I have to have this shirt with me…"

"Is it your uniform?"

"No… AHA!" She pulled out a green shirt and held it up.

It wasn't a shirt. It was a tank top.

The top was green, cut low, with buttons on the front going down to where the stomach would be. There was what seemed like a ribbon on the neck opening. The top seemed like something a person would wear to a party or a get-together. But what do you know of these Slytherins? They aren't like other humans.

Parkinson took out a short denim skirt and green heels. She changed into her outfit, and I noticed the Greengrass sisters changing too.

Astoria Greengrass was wearing blue jeans with a green tank top. Her top was all green with a ribbon under the bust coming out of this other part which was striped light green and white. She wore green flats.

Daphne Greengrass wore shorts with a silver top. The top was sleeveless and all shiny. She put on grey heels and started doing her hair.

"Why are you all dressed up?" I asked confused.

"Oops! We forgot you're new!" Parkinson gave me an innocent look. "I mean, you act like you know the place and your so comfortable here and it feels like we've known you for so long and…. Oh whatever."

Astoria Greengrass sighed, "Never mind Pansy." She then smiled brightly "On our first day back to school, every year, the Slytherins have a party in the common room. It is like a tradition, the seventh year students host it and they invite everyone. We dress in our house colours green and silver. The reason we host this is to welcome the first years." She took a breath "so we're getting ready now, for that party."

"Oh. So I am supposed to come too?" I asked. "Or do I sit here and wait?"
"Oh you are to come! Absolutely!" They said in unison.

"Well, find something to wear. Do you have anything green or silver?" Daphne Greengrass asked me.

I shook my head. "I don't wear silver. It's a hard colour to find."

"Grey would do." Parkinson shrugged.

"I don't know if I have grey…" I opened my trunk and to my despair everything was yellow, gold and red.

Shit! I thought I would be in Gryffindor.

"Yuck! Gryffindork colours." Parkinson scrunched up her nose.

"I know…" I groaned. "I didn't know Gryffindor colours were these."

"You can borrow one of my clothes," Daphne Greengrass offered.

No way! "No thanks." I said politely, "I think I can change the colours with a charm or something."

I charmed my clothes so that the reds were green, the gold clothes silver and the yellow to become grey.

"Cool." Astoria Greengrass said.

"Better, huh?" I grinned. "Now, let's find something pretty…"

I started looking through my clothing. I unfolded everything, to look at it and then refolded the clothes because nothing seemed to fit a welcome party for first years. I wanted to look nice, but not revealing.

Then I came across the perfect dress. It was all green, with a loose skirt that would end above my knees. Under the bust going all the way to my midsection was tight, making the top part which covered the breasts and shoulders look loose.

"Pretty!" They all squealed.

"You definitely should wear this." Parkinson shrieked.

"You're going to look so pretty." Astoria Greengrass sighed.

"Okay, now I've got to fix my hair and find shoes that match." I started looking through my shoes.

I didn't have a green pair, so I charmed my black ones to look green, a shade that would almost match my dress but not quite.

I curled my hair with a curling iron and let it tumble around my shoulders. I added some eye-shadow, lipstick, and mascara.

All ready.

We headed to the common room where everyone was hanging around. The seventh years were all together in the center surrounded by the first years. The second years were in their own corner. The third years were beside the door while the fifth years were sitting on the steps leading to the boy's dormitories. The sixth years were hanging out beside a table where refreshments were placed.

"I wonder if there is any liquor going around this year. Someone brought firewhiskey last year and almost everyone got drunk." Parkinson said as we made our way towards the seventh years sitting on the couches in the center.

"Hello!" Astoria Greengrass waved as we approached.

"Hello girls." Zabini smirked.

I could see Malfoy and Nott's jaw drop when they saw me. Zabini just grinned.

"Wow, Harmony. I thought you couldn't look any better." Zabini said.

"Thank you." I smiled.

I looked at Malfoy and raised my eyebrow; he was still gaping at me, unrecovered from the shock.

I sat down on the couch next to him and watched as he finally blinked a few times.

"Uhhh… hi," he said, sounding very uncomfortable.

"Hello," I smiled. Mentally I congratulated myself on making the hottest guy in school gape at me.

"Well, what are we doing now?" Astoria Greengrass asked, "This is going to get boring if we don't do anything."

"What do you want to do? Drink Firewhiskey?" her sister asked sarcastically.

"I didn't know there was alcohol being offered." Zabini raised an eyebrow.

"Of course there isn't!" Nott declared. "This is a welcome party for the first years. We're not going to let them drink."

"We don't want a repetition of last year. Keep in mind it is the old man Dumbledore as headmaster again. Last year we were lucky Snape was in charge." Malfoy said seriously.

"This is boring." Astoria Greengrass moaned. "Let's do something fun."

"like what? Talk about how Potter saved the world?" I waved a hand dismissively.

All part of the act.

"It's Potty, not Potter." Zabini corrected.

I was going to roll my eyes, but then realized that could give me away.

"You can also say Scarehead." Malfoy smirked.

"I think I like Potty better. Maybe Hairy will work too. Hairy Potty… I think it sounds good." I said.

Ouch, sorry Harry I don't mean a word of that.

But they laughed anyways.

"What do we call Weasel then?" Parkinson said. "Weasel-bee and Weasel is getting old."

"Weasley… Beastly? There's a Muggle movie with that name." I said.

They gave me blank looks.

"Oh. A movie is like a story that is acted out." I explained.

"Oh."

"But Beastly doesn't sound that good." Daphne Greengrass said.

"Weasel is best I think; Weasel and Weaseltte." Not said.

"Slughorn called him Weatherby." Zabini pointed out.

"Maybe Won-won;" Malfoy said, "You know his ex Lavender Brown used to call him something like that."

"I heard she called him Ron-bear." I said.

"We could use Won-won and Ron-bear if the two get together." Parkinson grinned. "But I think I like Weatherby. It annoyed him, you know."

"Doby called him Wheezy." Malfoy added. "Doby was the former house-elf that served my family. He's dead now."

The memory of Doby brought pain with it. I must have looked sorry because Malfoy said "He was an idiot. Died protecting Potty."

I scrunched up my face "Ew."

Did everything have to be against my friends?
We sat in an awkward silence for a while. Astoria Greengrass lay back in and pretended to sleep.

"Seriously Astoria; I don't think Draco can carry you back to your bed." Daphne G. mocked.

"I am not sleeping." Astoria G. sat up. "I am bored!"
"Do you guys want to play something we used to do in Canada?" I asked.

"Yeah!" They cried in unison.

"Okay, it's called truth or dare." I said.

Every Muggle knew this game.

"The way you play is really simple. One person is asked to choose truth or dare." I explained the game. "They decide which one they want. A truth would be a truth or false question; it's more fun when it is about the person. Usually we'd ask questions like do you like this guy or girl. You know questions about love. Nerds ask about marks; like 'did you fail a test before?' but that's boring." I took a breath, "dares are just dares. Someone dares you to do something. It's nicer when it is embarrassing stuff because it gets funny. You can do any kind of dares, so long as it is possible. Don't say I dare you to touch the moon, 'cause that's dumb."

"Cool," "sounds nice" "yeah." They agreed.

"Okay! I'll start." I said.

I leaned over so that I was a bit closer to Nott who was sitting in front of me. I took a deep breath and reminded myself to call him Theo instead of Nott. "Theo."

Congratulations! Step one!

"Truth or dare?" I asked.

"Uhh… which one's better?"
"I don't know, choose." I said.

"Uh… truth?" He sounded unsure.

"Okay; that's hard. I don't know you too well. Umm… is it true…" I tried to think of something "is it true you were a death eater?"

"No." he grinned.

I shrugged.

"Okay, no Death Eater stuff." Malfoy scrunched his face "that's history."

"Fine," I said. "Okay, now Theo asks someone."

Nott looked at Zabini "Truth or dare."

"Dare." Zabini grinned "I am no coward."

"Okay." Nott grinned back, "I dare you to make out with Millicent."

"What?" Zabini spluttered. "Now?"

"Right here, right now." Nott was grinning so wildly.

"No… I demand a … re-dare!" Zabini put his hand up.

"There is no re-dares. You picked dare, you gotta do what you were told." I laughed.

"What if you don't want to?"

"Hmmm… I didn't think of that." I said.

"How about we make like a curse on us, if you don't do the dare or tell the truth then something happens." Parkinson suggested.

"Pimples." Malfoy grinned.

"You're gonna get them too, then." Zabini warned.

"Nah. I am not a coward; I'll do any dare I am asked to do."

"Okay, I have my wand so I am going to put the spell. Besides I am the only person trustworthy enough –sorry Harmony, but I don't know you well and I can't make assumptions, so I am not saying anything about you. I was saying I am the only one trustworthy enough to do something like this. Because Blaise and Draco might exclude themselves; and the girls just aren't capable of doing advanced magic." Nott said.

"That's not even advanced. That's a dumb hex." Parkinson scrunched up her nose.

"Whatever." Nott took out his wand and put the spell on us.

"Okay, Blaise. We give you ten seconds. If you don't get up and do the dare, the pimples start showing. It's the same for everyone else." Nott explained.

Growling, Zabini got up and headed towards where Millicent Bulstrode was, "You guys are dead." He grumbled.

We snickered as he headed towards the bunch of looser girls.

"Can I borrow you for a minute?" We heard Zabini ask Bulstrode.

"Uh…. Yeah." She said as if she just saw her prince charming.

"Millicent has a crush on Blaise." Nott laughed.

We were watching as Zabini glared at us, then he turned back to Bulstrode and kissed her.

Right on the lips.

Nott and Malfoy started laughing so hard. The Greengrass sisters, Parkinson and I giggled.

Zabini came back angry as a bull, "My turn! Truth or dare, Theo?" He sat on the couch and then grinned.

"Dare."

"I dare you to go to that blond sixth year guy and tell him 'you look hot today' then wink."

"EW! That's gay!" Parkinson exclaimed though she was laughing.

Without hesitation, Nott got up and headed towards the sixth year boys. He approached the sixth year boy Zabini pointed out and said "you look hot today" then winked.

Anyone who didn't know better would have thought Nott was hitting on the guy.

The other guy went red with embarrassment. "Uh…. Thanks?" he stammered.

Nott came back smirking while we laughed.

"My turn again." Nott looked to Parkinson this time. "Truth or dare?"

"Truth!" Parkinson said at once.

"Is it true that you and Wheezy made out last year? You know, in the Malfoy Manor?" Nott asked.

I've heard of that rumour.

"No!" She screamed.

We all waited for the pimples. Nothing happened.

"Okay." She grinned. "Astoria!"

"I want truth!" Greengrass pleaded.

"Okay. Is it true you said you wanted to shag Potty?"

"Yes…" Greengrass answered, turning as red as a beet.

"Seriously! I thought Pansy started that to keep Draco away from you." Zabini said, shocked.

"No… it's true."

Our mouths hung open.

"Okay, forget it guys!" Greengrass looked at Malfoy, "Draco, go to the sixth year guys and ask them 'who do you think you are? Stop stealing my girls' okay?"

"You were supposed to ask truth or dare!" Malfoy moaned.

"Coward!" Zabini sang.

"Fine, I'll do it!" Malfoy got up and went to the sixth year boys.

"WHO DO YOU GUYS THINK YOU ARE? STOP STEALING MY GIRLS!" Malfoy's voice echoed through the room a second later.

The whole dungeon went quiet.

"By the way, that was a dare." He cleared his throat.

Then everyone started talking again while we laughed.

"My turn to ask or dare." Malfoy came back and sat down. "Daphne, truth or dare?"

"Dare." She said.

"I dare you to… kiss Blaise."

"Okay." She shrugged.

She got up, walked the two steps between the couch she was sitting on and the one Zabini sat on and then kissed him on the cheek.

"You said kiss." She reminded Malfoy "you didn't specify how or where."

"Awww… be more careful with your words next time." Zabini mocked.

"Harmony, truth or dare?" Greengrass asked.

"Truth!"

"Are you a virgin?" she asked, straightforwardly.

"WHAT?"

"Are you a virgin?"

What am I supposed to say?
"Yeah…" I was turning a deep shade of red.

"I think it's okay for girls to be virgins." Zabini said.

"I think its best," Malfoy commented.

"Yeah, you can make sure they're clean." Nott added.

Thanks guys, that makes me feel worse.

I turned a deeper red.

"HEY!" Parkinson exclaimed "you're saying we're not clean?"

"We don't know Pansy." Zabini sang.

"And we don't want to know either." Malfoy and Nott snickered.

"Okay. My turn again." I said, changing the virginity subject.

"Blaise, truth or dare?" I asked.

"Truth; had enough dares." He replied.

"Aw, that's no fun." I frowned; I thought for a while "who was the last girl you slept with?" I asked.

"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?" He shouted, embarrassed "THAT'S PRIVATE."

"Ten seconds, Blaise…" I reminded him.

He cleared his throat.

"Don't say Millicent. I don't feel like throwing up today." Malfoy warned.

"Millicent." Zabini said.

Malfoy turned green.

"Just kidding. Pansy."

"Really?" I was shocked.

"What a loser." Nott shook his head "last time you slept with her was last year on your birthday."

"Yeah…" Zabini was silent for a moment. "Not everyone has five mistresses waiting in bed for them." He said.

"I do not!"

"Maybe you do." Malfoy grinned "that's why you don't let us go to your house."

"Such friends," Nott mumbled.

"Okay." Zabini went back on topic, "Harmony, truth or dare?"

"I think I'll try dare." I admitted.

"I dare you to make out with Draco, sitting on his lap." Zabini challenged.

Ew!

"Seriously?" Malfoy asked, "What do you think I am? Some idiot who can't get the hottest girl in our year to kiss him without your help?"
"Maybe you are…" Zabini raised an eyebrow.

"I have to do it anyways." I groaned.

I walked over to where Malfoy was; sat on his lap, slipped my hand around his neck and kissed him.

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