(I accidently didn't count some last time)

Hey guys well you chose

Thalia/Percy 1

Thalia/Omega 6

Omega/Hermione 4

Percy/Liza 8

Harry/Cho 1

"I want to be in Slytherin."

"Interesting choice. I thought you'd choose Gryffindor but this just proves you are different and ready for what is to come. SLYTHERIN!"

I walk down to the table that I assumed to be Slytherin from the green and silver. They obviously knew I was a muggleborn (or a mudblood according to them) and weren't very happy to have me. I didn't care. Why should I? I already have friends.

I sat down next to a Slytherin about my actual age who I hoped wasn't absolutely terrible. "Hi."

"Hey, I'm Jace Sarino."

"Percy Johnson. Call me Alpha."

"How'd you get that nickname?" I could see it in his eyes that he was extremely curious.

"I earned it."

Jace rolled his eyes, "How'd you earn it?"

"Time and effort." I spat back at him. He had asked a personal question that I did not wish to share the answer to.

"You're not going to answer are you?"

"No."

It stayed quiet for a moment but he obviously had more questions. It became more apparent when he turned to ask them. "So that's your brother?" He nodded towards Omega surrounded by his friends.

"Not technically, no." He looked at me expectantly. "What?" I asked though I knew exactly what he wanted.

"You can't say that and not explain."

"His father found me on the street. I've lived there ever since."

"That's cool." I rolled my eyes. Being found on the street is not something I classify as 'cool.' "I'm guessing you're are a mudblood."

"I'm guessing I am too." I glared at him.

"What'd you mean?"

"If I can't remember my parents, how am I supposed to know what blood I am?" My natural sarcasm was breaking through.

He paused and stared at me "You'll be a great Slytherin, mudblood or not. I can already see it." Jace grinned slyly at me. It sounded like a nice comment but I could hear the malice in it.

I was done talking to this douche. I stared down at my plate, hoping this feast would end quickly. I'm starting to question whether I made the right decision choosing Slytherin.

Somebody tapped me on the shoulder. "Yes?"

I glared at the boy. He had pale blonde hair, almost white, and was obviously a pureblood. "I want this seat." He nodded to the bench I was sitting on.

"Does it look like I'm willing to give it you?"

"He turned to his 'friends' who were most likely his body guards and laughed. "Oh look at this. The mudblood finds himself more deserving than a pureblood. We'll have to change that."

His two goons came at me but I was expecting it. I ducked both their arms that tried to grab me and stayed in the same position on the bench. It was obvious from their surprised expressions that they weren't expecting me to do that.

The boy seemed the most surprised. It was clear this didn't happen often. He looked at me for a minute and turned away with his "friends" trailing behind him.

I turned back to my food.

Did I make the wrong decision?

So far, it seems I did.

30 minutes later

A half hour has never seemed so long before. That was definitely the worst feast I've ever been too.

We walked into the common room and a man in a black cloak was already there. He reminded me of a bat, as mean as it to think. "Hello first years. My name is Professor Snape, your head of house. I'll also be your potion's teacher. I expect all of you to meet expectations or exceed them. If you don't… there will be consequences." And he walked away with his cloak billowing behind him.

Conversations went on in front, behind, and to the sides of me, clearly about our new head of house. "I don't like him.", "My dad's friends with him.", "People say he favors our house, think it's true?" I honestly didn't care. What's the point in saying if I like him or not when it won't make a difference? He'll still be our teacher.

I went up the stairs to the dorms. Finally I found my name on one along with a Draco Malfoy, Dan Marco, and James Jomsta. Maybe if I'm lucky I'll actually end up liking one of them!

Everything in the room were neutral colors like brown, black, green, and silver. The beds were based off the person's favorite colors. The bed closest to the door had a light brown frame made of what looked like, oak (The beds were all made of oak) and was slightly elegant. The comforter was red and the sheets and pillow were blue. The rug next to it was green. Whoever slept there was obviously a mostly happy person. It was bound to be interesting living with someone like that.

The next bed was a darker brown than the other and the frame was a bit less elegant. I looked to be cut roughly and was mostly natural. The comforter was a striped burnt orange and brown. The sheets and pillow were a light gray. The rug was a dark brown.

The second to last bed looked like it came right out of a Slytherin catalogue. The frame was a light gray color and extremely elegant. The comforter was the exact same shade of green that I had seen on the Slytherin banners with a black snake on the center. The sheets and pillow were silver. The rug was a finer material than the last two beds had and was red. I puzzled over the out of place color in the scheme but decided to let it go.

The last bed, as most people could guess, was my favorite. The frame was elegant but incredibly basic and a brown, almost black, color. The comforter was black with one ice blue stripe going diagonally (Not diagon alley) across it. The sheets and pillow were silver. The rug was the same blue as the stripe. My favorite part of all was that it was right next to the window. I often couldn't fall asleep at night so I looked at the stars, this gave me to do the same thing I used to do at home.

At the base of my bed was my trunk and I quickly got out some of the things I had brought. My silver office lamp ended up on my bedside table along with the latest book I was reading. A notebook, pencil, and any pictures that I'd brought went into the drawer and was then locked tight with 8 digit combination lock I'd brought with me. I've found that if I locked something with a spell it was much easier to get into so I'd resorted to the simple methods. All the clothes that I'd brought (and adjusted to fit my smaller size) were put into the drawers attached to my bed. Finally, my books were placed on the shelf above my bed. (All beds have a bedside table, drawers built into the bed, and shelves.)

I was done and still my roommates had yet to appear. It is the first day of school though, I expect everyone is starting and catching up on rumors. It would probably be best to at least my house no matter how much I don't like them at the moment, With this thought in mind, I walk down to the common room, unsure what to expect.

Whatever I did expect it wasn't this, that's for sure. In the common room all the first years sat in a circle around two third years. When I walked in they all turned towards me and the third years grinned.

"So you're our missing firstie. We've been waiting for you."

"I did not know I was expected." The two obviously expected me to cower at the sight of them, it didn't happen.

"None the less, I'm glad you could join us." The girl said, almost sadistically.

"Can you perhaps tell us why you wanted us all here now?" A bold boy with brown hair and brown eyes glared at her.

"Patience, deary, patience." The girl spoke sarcastically.

"Patience is not something I have much of at the moment." I glowered at her.

I did intimidate her a bit, I could tell, but she had courage and kept talking "Don't worry. You all act like we're going to kill you, or you're going to kill us." She looked pointedly at me. "Every year Professor Snape and the heads pick two third years to sort of look after you for the first week or so. If we get picked you become our responsibility for the first term. Basically, if you cause trouble, it's on our heads." She glared here. An unspoken message that if we did, we would not be able to see past the first term. "Now the reason you're here right now is to introduce yourselves."

The boy who spoke out before introduced himself "My names Dan Marco." It seems I now know one of my roommates.

"Add birthday, blood status, and for the heck of it, favorite color." The third year boy told us stoically.

Dan continued, "January 23rd, half-blood, orange and brown." I could tell he did not care much for introducing himself. I found myself agreeing with this unsaid but obvious opinion.

I vaguely listened to first years introducing themselves but could not bring myself to really remember who any were beyond their names, and even that did not really matter.

Eventually, I tuned in again after hearing the familiar name of one of my roommates. A boy with dirty blonde hair and green eyes was James whatever and his birthday was March something. His status was pure and his favorite colors were red, blue, and green. He seemed almost childish but his eyes held a hidden intelligence.

Finally, after another few introductions it got to the annoying white headed boy from the Great Hall. "Draco Malfoy" I almost groaned out loud at the fact that this child was my roommate. "My birthday is February 19. Obviously pure. Green and silver, as to be expected of any Malfoy." I couldn't help but notice he didn't say red. I expected that the green and silver bed was his but if it is, one of his favorite colors is red.

I tilted my head to the side curiously; he was hiding something.

"Late child. Stop staring at Draco with that… face and introduce yourself." I snapped out of my thoughts at the girl's insistence.

"... Apha Johnson." After some thought I decided going by Alpha would be for the best. "August 18th. My blood status is unknown because I never knew my parents. Black, silver, and blue."

"My name is Benjamin, Ben, Talst. I do not feel obligated to give you my birthday or favorite colors but my blood status is pure." And the third year boy walked away. I glared at his back. He thought he was high and mighty for being pure and older. He was wrong.

Finally the third year girl came up. She grinned and with her dark black and purple makeup, dyed black hair and all black clothes, she looked like a demon and a possible new friend."I'm Kendra Ravenwood. My birthday is December 1. My status is unknown. My favorite colors are black, purple and silver.

Welcome, first years, to Slytherin."

I liked this chapter overall. Hope you guys do too.

Congrats to PJandLGequalsLove because Kendra Ravenwood was her OC.

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