The Document
"What is that in your hand?" demanded Nikkey. She reached out her wand to disarm Salazar of the paper but her wand was knocked from her hand by his clenching fist. "Leave that alone!" snapped Salazar. He spotted Nikkey bawling still standing with her mug in her hand, staring at her wand which was now in his possession. Nikkey grabbed her wand, took the paper, and tossed her still burning hot coffee on his front and ran off. She entered her dorm and told the jaguar who guarded her door not to let Salazar inside. ("Sure," purred the jaguar and her opened the hole and shut it after she climbed in.) She walked into her common room and started a fire in the fireplace, turned the lights to a slight blaze, slipped on her slim reading glasses, and sat down in a coushy leopard print chair with the document held tightly in her hand. She began to read: Dear Salazar Slytherin, I am pleased to inform you that Veriria stating that she may become your Co- Head-of-Slytherin. She does not think she is good enough to be Cerridwen House Head. This shall remain confidential until sorting when she shall tell you her final answer. And good luck with Slytherin and give Nikkey my wishes of luck for the Nii-Aree House. Thanks for your cooperation, Kriqiar Krum (Minister of Magic) Nikkey gasped. But why didn't he want to let me see it? she thought to herself. Then it hit her: "This will remain confidential until sorting-" So that was it. She wondered if Salazar would be in trouble for this confidential note being read by someone other than he. Nah she muttered shaky with a false overcoming of confidence. She ran down the hall to look for Salazar with her glasses still on, the fire still blazing, the lights still dimmed, and the document still clutched carefully yet securely in her grip. Salazar walked slowly out of the common room of Slytherin House and was wearing new hunter green robes that were not covered in coffee. He spotted Nikkey and rushed back in. "Mudblood," Nikkey whispered to the painting of a Basilisk who garded the door. This was Salazar's password. The painting swung open and she crawled through the hole and grabbed Salazar's arm tightly. She re-rolled the parchment and shoved it in his hand. "I won't tell," she snapped. The look on his face was covered in fury. He had seen her reading glasses telling him that she read the document. "Oh, shut up," he retorted. He re-opened the portrait hole and pointed at the furthest away corridor wall. "You should know the way out," she said still raging with anger, "and stay away from me!" Nikkey took out her wand and without words a cage appeared around him. "If you must act like a beast then you should be kept like a beast," she said as she shoved the wand back in her inner pocket. She walked out and grabbed a cookie from the cabinet as she walked out.
"What is that in your hand?" demanded Nikkey. She reached out her wand to disarm Salazar of the paper but her wand was knocked from her hand by his clenching fist. "Leave that alone!" snapped Salazar. He spotted Nikkey bawling still standing with her mug in her hand, staring at her wand which was now in his possession. Nikkey grabbed her wand, took the paper, and tossed her still burning hot coffee on his front and ran off. She entered her dorm and told the jaguar who guarded her door not to let Salazar inside. ("Sure," purred the jaguar and her opened the hole and shut it after she climbed in.) She walked into her common room and started a fire in the fireplace, turned the lights to a slight blaze, slipped on her slim reading glasses, and sat down in a coushy leopard print chair with the document held tightly in her hand. She began to read: Dear Salazar Slytherin, I am pleased to inform you that Veriria stating that she may become your Co- Head-of-Slytherin. She does not think she is good enough to be Cerridwen House Head. This shall remain confidential until sorting when she shall tell you her final answer. And good luck with Slytherin and give Nikkey my wishes of luck for the Nii-Aree House. Thanks for your cooperation, Kriqiar Krum (Minister of Magic) Nikkey gasped. But why didn't he want to let me see it? she thought to herself. Then it hit her: "This will remain confidential until sorting-" So that was it. She wondered if Salazar would be in trouble for this confidential note being read by someone other than he. Nah she muttered shaky with a false overcoming of confidence. She ran down the hall to look for Salazar with her glasses still on, the fire still blazing, the lights still dimmed, and the document still clutched carefully yet securely in her grip. Salazar walked slowly out of the common room of Slytherin House and was wearing new hunter green robes that were not covered in coffee. He spotted Nikkey and rushed back in. "Mudblood," Nikkey whispered to the painting of a Basilisk who garded the door. This was Salazar's password. The painting swung open and she crawled through the hole and grabbed Salazar's arm tightly. She re-rolled the parchment and shoved it in his hand. "I won't tell," she snapped. The look on his face was covered in fury. He had seen her reading glasses telling him that she read the document. "Oh, shut up," he retorted. He re-opened the portrait hole and pointed at the furthest away corridor wall. "You should know the way out," she said still raging with anger, "and stay away from me!" Nikkey took out her wand and without words a cage appeared around him. "If you must act like a beast then you should be kept like a beast," she said as she shoved the wand back in her inner pocket. She walked out and grabbed a cookie from the cabinet as she walked out.