Jenna stepped down from the huge coach she had arrived in and looked
around. The castle was maybe not quite as beautiful as the castle where she
had last attended school, but it had obviously been built with someone with
a great mind for architecture.
She shivered. It was cold, standing outside with just her light, silky school robes on, and she wanted to see the rest of the school. As Jenna watched, students flocked in from what were obviously greenhouses, she wished for what seemed to be their school uniforms, which consisted of a skirt, shirt, jumper, tie, scarf and over-robes.
Some of them were wearing different coloured scarves, she could see a group of giggly girls wearing yellow and black, and a large group of people wearing red and gold hurrying after them.
As she stood staring at the mob of students milling around, she felt a hand on her shoulder and jumped. It was an old man, smiling at them through his thick white beard. "Hello Jenna," he said, holding his hand out to be shaken. "I'm the Headmaster, professor Dumbledore, and this is Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I hope you'll feel right at home in the coming months."
Jenna shook his hand and smiled back at him. "Thanks," she said.
"How about you follow me up to my office and we'll Sort you into your house. Some house elves will get your luggage and take it up to your dormitory, when we know where that will be," said Dumbledore, motioning for them to follow him.
"What do you mean by houses?" she asked, giving one last pat to the gigantic horses that pulled her carriage and then following Dumbledore across the grass.
"Our houses are Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin, names after the four Founders of Hogwarts, Godric Gryffindor, Rowena Ravenclaw, Helga Hufflepuff and Salazar Slytherin. They each have different house colours, and you can win points for your house by playing Quidditch or getting good marks in class," Dumbledore explained.
"Oh, we had something a little bit like that," Jenna said, nodding her head. "I was in 'La maison de la lumière' when I was at Beauxbatons."
"What does that mean?" asked Dumbledore interestedly.
"The house of the light," she said, smiling up at him as they reached an incredibly ugly gargoyle standing against a wall. Dumbledore walked straight up to it and spoke to it.
"Sherbet bombs," he said, and the gargoyle sprang to life, jumping aside as the wall slid open behind where it stood. Dumbledore walked into the opening, Jenna following close behind.
As they ascended the flight of stairs, Jenna saw a beautiful round room, coloured red and gold, and a rather large phoenix sitting on a perch on the left side. Dumbledore took a three-legged stool from behind his desk, and a wrecked old hat, placing it on top of the stool. Jenna looked uncertainly at Dumbledore, who smiled reassuringly.
"Go on, sit down on the stool and put the hat on your head," he said, nodding towards the hat.
Jenna walked up to it suspiciously and stuck the hat on her head, which then proceeded to talk to her.
"Ah yes! Another Potter, how fabulous. We've had four of your like already, just hope you aren't as mischievous as your father... Well, well, well, where shall we put you?"
Jenna's looked upwards at the hat, thinking "Somewhere good, somewhere good..."
"Somewhere good, eh? Okay then. You've got the brains to be in Ravenclaw, the cunning to be in Slytherin, the loyalty to be in Hufflepuff and the bravery to be in Gryffindor. My, my, you are a hard one, aren't you? Wait a moment... Yes... This is it... This confirms it COMPLETELY... I'm sure that you should be in... SLYTHERIN!"
The last word Jenna heard the hat say out loud. Looking at Dumbledore, she was surprised to see the stunned look on his face. "What's wrong?" she said, taking off the hat and smoothing her deep red hair back down.
"Nothing at all, my dear," said Dumbledore, shaking the look off his face. "I just expected you to be in... Oh, never mind dear. I'll get someone in your house to show you to your common room, and around the school, then maybe you should be getting to bed, must have been a long journey... I understand you've chosen your seventh year subjects already?" Jenna nodded in affirmation.
"Fantastic. Your timetable will be given to you at breakfast tomorrow. Just wait here a few moments while I get you a student to show you around."
Jenna sighed as Dumbledore left the room, shaking his head. The phoenix flew down off the perch and settled in Jenna's lap, looking up at her with its little black eyes. "Hey," she said to it quietly. It pushed its head up into her hand, she stroked its silky feathers and waited. A few minutes later, she heard the sound of feet on the stairs, and Dumbledore reappeared with a dark-haired boy in tow.
Dumbledore looked up at Jenna and smiled when he saw her stroking the phoenix. "Fawkes doesn't usually take to Slytherin students for some reason," he said thoughtfully, "but obviously you're different. This is Adrian Pucey, he's going to show you around the school and around the Slytherin common room, and such."
Adrian nodded and beckoned to Jenna, who trailed after him, out of the office. As the reached the bottom and the gargoyle sprang back to guard the wall, he turned to Jenna and spiked his hair back up.
"Hey," he greeted her, leaning against a nearby stair rail," I'm Adrian Pucey. And you are?"
"Jenna Potter," she said, looking at him in distaste with her huge acid green eyes. "I'm sure I'm pleased to meet you. Are you going to show me around or what?"
He nodded again and looked her up and down, making her feel uneasy. "Come on then, I'll show you outside first," he said, taking her hand and leading her out to the large entrance hall and through the heavy wooden doors. As they got to the steps, Jenna pulled her hand out of his and pushed her hair out of her face. He led her away over the grass towards the three or so greenhouses set out near a huge Quidditch pitch.
"Those are obviously the greenhouses, and that is obviously the Quidditch pitch. Speaking of which, the Slytherin team needs a Chaser. Can you fly well and/or play Quidditch?"
"You're asking ME if I can play Quidditch?" she asked with a wicked grin on her face. He smirked back at her.
"Yeah. See you at training then, and we'll see what you can do. First, I'll take you to the common rooms and introduce you to a few of the boys and maybe a couple of girls too."
Jenna shrugged and followed him back up towards the castle. Reaching the entrance hall, they nearly ran into a group of two boys and a girl wearing red and yellow scarves walking out of the doors.
"Watch where you're going, Potter," said Adrian nastily. The boy he had addressed wasn't listening to him, but more staring at Jenna strangely. It was making Jenna uncomfortable, so she cleared her throat and looking meaningfully at Adrian.
"Introduction?" she asked, raising her eyebrows.
Adrian's top lip curled. "Whatever. The one with the red hair is Weasley, the girl is Granger, and the idiot with the specs is Potter."
"Hi," said they said in unison. "My first name is Hermione, my last name's Granger," said Hermione. "That's Ron, and Harry," she said, pointing each boy out as she spoke. "What house have you been sorted into?"
"Slytherin," answered Jenna, astonished at the looks on their faces as she said it. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing," said Hermione. "We'd better get going," she said, grabbing Harry and Ron by the arms and pulling them out the doors.
"Stupid Gryffindors," Adrian muttered, motioning for Jenna to follow him down a set of stairs to the left.
"What's the matter with them? Is Gryffindor another house?" asked Jenna.
"What's the matter with them? Did you see the way they looked at us when you said you were sorted into Slytherin? They have a huge thing against all things green and silver, and I can't say we go for the red and gold either."
"Green and silver?"
"The Slytherin house colours," Adrian said as he stopped in front of a large expanse of plain stone wall. Jenna shivered again. It was cold down here, and she was still only wearing light silk robes.
"Ad interium," he said, and part of the wall dissolved in front of them. "This is the Slytherin common room," he said, ushering her in. The entire place was decked out in heavy, dark wood furniture with green velvet upholstery, large paintings on the bare stone walls, and a fireplace at each end of the large squarish room.
A girl with short brown hair came up to her and Adrian, grinning madly. "My name is Pansy Parkinson," she said, holding out her hand to be shaken. Jenna smiled back at her.
"I'm Jenna Potter," she said. Pansy nodded, and grinned widely at her again.
"You'll be in seventh year? My dormitory. Brilliant. Ah, I think Adrian will introduce you to a few of the boys now."
Jenna nodded and continued looking around the large room while Adrian headed over towards a large group of male students that had begun to accumulate in an area with a lot of chairs and tables. She watched closely as he greeted them, then started explaining something to the others, who all looked around at her at the same time.
Adrian beckoned her over, and she walked over self-consciously, she could feel all their eyes on her. "This is Jenna. Jenna, this is some of the boys I dare say you'll be associating with this year."
A good-looking boy with light brown hair falling in his bright blue eyes stepped forward and stuck out his hand, which Jenna shook. 'I'm Terence Higgs," he said. "Nice to meet you. You're in seventh year too?"
"Yes," she said, biting her bottom lip as she always had when she was slightly nervous. He nodded and stepped to the side.
"Isn't he a cutie?" said Pansy to Jenna quietly as another good-looking boy with silvery eyes and white-blond hair moved forward.
"Draco Malfoy," he said, smirking at her in appreciativeness. She raised her eyebrows and nodded.
"Now he, is hot," said Pansy again, even quieter than the last time. Jenna nodded her approval.
Several more boys were introduced, and they all seemed to take to Jenna quite well. Pansy clasped her upper arm in an iron grip and led her up some stairs. At the top, Pansy stopped and explained the two different doors.
"To the left, boy's dormitories, to the right, girls. You'll be able find ours by the sign on the door, says seventh year."
Gripping her arm tighter, Pansy led Jenna through the right-hand door and up some stairs, arriving at a door with a silver plate saying 'Seventh Year Girls' in Gothic lettering. Pansy let go of her arm and pushed the heavy door open, beckoning at Jenna for her to come into the room.
It was all completely stone, there were five heavy mahogany four-poster beds spread around the circular room; each bed had its own side table and wall-mirror. The beds were covered in a dark green velvet overlay, with silver trimmings.
Jenna spotted her trunk at the end of one of the beds and sat down on the velvet cover, staring into space. Pansy took off her gloves and threw them onto the bed directly next to Jenna's. "That's obviously your bed," she said, wandering around the dormitory, checking her hair in somebody's mirror. "That one is mine, the others belong to Blaise Zabini, Lexa Parker, and Vanessa Iban. Ooh, here they come," said Pansy with an excited look on her face, as footsteps sounded on the stone stairs.
The door opened again, and three girls walked in, carrying backpacks. Throwing them down at their respective beds, they all turned to face Jenna with looks of interest on their faces. One of them had pretty black hair, cut short, and purplish eyes. The other two were blonde, but one had stunning blue eyes while the other had almost black.
Pansy walked up to them and gave them each a hug, then turned to Jenna, holding out her hand for Jenna to get up. As she got up, Pansy turned to her and introduced her to the girls.
"Jenna, this is Blaise, Lexa, and Vanessa. Girls, this is Jenna."
They smiled at her and began to talk all at once. "What's your last name?"
"I love your robes, they're beautiful."
"What subjects have you taken?"
"Have you met everyone else?"
Pansy grinned widely and shook her head. "Slow down girls. Jenna is probably tired, and her first day at Hogwarts is tomorrow."
"That's okay, if you'll talk a bit slower and one at a time I can answer all those questions," said Jenna with a flustered smile on her face.
Blaise, the one with the black hair, spoke up first. "What's your last name, Jenna?"
"Potter," she replied, and furrowed her eyebrows at the looks on their faces. "What?" she said, confused.
"One of those Gryffindors, Harry Potter, the FAMOUS one, you know." said Lexa, rolling her eyes.
"You know what though, I actually think he isn't that bad looking." said Vanessa, vacantly, who was instantly pushed by a giggling Pansy.
"Shhhhh," she said, giggling.
"Have you met all the boys yet, Jenna?" asked Vanessa, who was rubbing her arm where Pansy had pushed her.
"I'm not sure. I've met some of them, I know that much," she said.
"Which ones?"
"Terence Higgs, Vincent Crabbe, Gregory Goyle, Draco Malfoy, and. what's his name. Adrian Pucey. That's all I think."
"Wicked." said Lexa, who began to sort through her trunk for her pyjamas. Blaise yawned and followed suit. Pansy nodded at Jenna.
"You should get to bed too," she said, raising her eyebrows into her brown fringe. 'You'll be so tired tomorrow."
"Thanks," said Jenna, and started to get out of her old school robes and into her pale green pyjamas.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Jenna's eyes popped open as she heard the sounds of two people murmuring outside the warmth of her bed. Sitting up and yawning, she was greeted by Lexa and Blaise.
"Morning," said Blaise, pulling her jumper over her head and straightening her tie.
"Morning," said Jenna, yawning again and dragging herself out of bed. Slowly making her way across to her trunk, she was accosted by Lexa.
"I want to see how the Slytherin colours look on you," she said, throwing herself down on Jenna's unmade bed. "They'd go really nicely with your hair and eyes."
Jenna nodded, and began to get dressed. She heard a little bell ring downstairs and heard Vanessa swear loudly from her bed. 'What's that supposed to mean?" said Jenna, confused once more.
"That means everyone should be up, dressed, and going down to breakfast," said Pansy, climbing out of bed. "After I don't know how many years, I still can't get up on time."
Jenna nodded, trying to fasten her tie and pin her hair back at the same time. Pulling her jumper over her head and straightening her skirt, she looked at herself in the mirror.
"You look great, let's go," said Blaise, grabbing Jenna by the arm as they both grabbed their backpacks and school robes and ran.
They both got to the door leading out to the common room and opened it at the same time, nearly crashing into Draco Malfoy and Terence Higgs on their way down the stairs. Blaise skidded to a halt at the fireplace, Jenna nearly crashing into her as well. "What are we doing?" asked Jenna.
"Waiting for the boys, of course," said Blaise, flicking her short black hair out of her eyes and batting her eyelashes. Jenna shook her head and sighed. Both of the boys descended the stairs slowly and made their way over to Jenna and Blaise.
"Hey," said Draco, to both of them and Terence just smiled.
"Hi!" said Blaise happily, continuing to flutter her black eyelashes at them. Jenna now knew why Blaise took so long to get ready that morning.
"Can we go?" said Jenna impatiently. Draco gave her a knowing smirk and walked over to the opening in the wall, Blaise following close behind, leaving Jenna to walk with Terence.
"Don't know why she makes herself up like that every morning," said Terence, nodding at Blaise, who was sliming onto Draco every way possible. "It doesn't really work, especially on Malfoy."
"It's a girl thing, I guess. Why doesn't making yourself gorgeous work on him? He looks like the type that goes for looks."
"A girl thing? I mean, come on, have you made yourself up as much as her?" he said, searching her face for traces of cosmetics. "I can't even see any, except for lip gloss. Malfoy, he does like the pretty ones, but not the ones that practically throw themselves at him. He likes a challenge."
"Blaise IS pretty."
"Much prettier without all that eyeliner and lipstick and whatever on," Terence said, shaking his head in disappointment. "She's a lost cause."
Jenna giggled. "That's not nice."
"I know. I'm a guy, so sue me. Sit with me at breakfast?"
"Alright then," said Jenna, as they made their way into the Great Hall. Terence led her over to a long table at the edge of the huge room. They both sat down across from Malfoy and Blaise, who was still fawning over him. Although the blond boy looked like he was enjoying the attention, he also looked slightly bored.
A teacher with greasy black shoulder-length hair walked over towards the Slytherin table, carrying a piece of parchment. He stopped at Jenna and handed her the parchment.
"Hello Jenna," he said, shaking her hand. 'I'm Severus Snape, your Head Of House and Potions teacher. This is your timetable, and I'm sure one of these.ahem. charming students can show you around."
"Thankyou," she said, and settled down to read her timetable. Terence leaned over her shoulder and read it as well.
"Cool, you've got Divination with me, first period," he said, giving Jenna a cute grin. She gave him back an equally pretty smile, and began to eat.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
She shivered. It was cold, standing outside with just her light, silky school robes on, and she wanted to see the rest of the school. As Jenna watched, students flocked in from what were obviously greenhouses, she wished for what seemed to be their school uniforms, which consisted of a skirt, shirt, jumper, tie, scarf and over-robes.
Some of them were wearing different coloured scarves, she could see a group of giggly girls wearing yellow and black, and a large group of people wearing red and gold hurrying after them.
As she stood staring at the mob of students milling around, she felt a hand on her shoulder and jumped. It was an old man, smiling at them through his thick white beard. "Hello Jenna," he said, holding his hand out to be shaken. "I'm the Headmaster, professor Dumbledore, and this is Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I hope you'll feel right at home in the coming months."
Jenna shook his hand and smiled back at him. "Thanks," she said.
"How about you follow me up to my office and we'll Sort you into your house. Some house elves will get your luggage and take it up to your dormitory, when we know where that will be," said Dumbledore, motioning for them to follow him.
"What do you mean by houses?" she asked, giving one last pat to the gigantic horses that pulled her carriage and then following Dumbledore across the grass.
"Our houses are Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin, names after the four Founders of Hogwarts, Godric Gryffindor, Rowena Ravenclaw, Helga Hufflepuff and Salazar Slytherin. They each have different house colours, and you can win points for your house by playing Quidditch or getting good marks in class," Dumbledore explained.
"Oh, we had something a little bit like that," Jenna said, nodding her head. "I was in 'La maison de la lumière' when I was at Beauxbatons."
"What does that mean?" asked Dumbledore interestedly.
"The house of the light," she said, smiling up at him as they reached an incredibly ugly gargoyle standing against a wall. Dumbledore walked straight up to it and spoke to it.
"Sherbet bombs," he said, and the gargoyle sprang to life, jumping aside as the wall slid open behind where it stood. Dumbledore walked into the opening, Jenna following close behind.
As they ascended the flight of stairs, Jenna saw a beautiful round room, coloured red and gold, and a rather large phoenix sitting on a perch on the left side. Dumbledore took a three-legged stool from behind his desk, and a wrecked old hat, placing it on top of the stool. Jenna looked uncertainly at Dumbledore, who smiled reassuringly.
"Go on, sit down on the stool and put the hat on your head," he said, nodding towards the hat.
Jenna walked up to it suspiciously and stuck the hat on her head, which then proceeded to talk to her.
"Ah yes! Another Potter, how fabulous. We've had four of your like already, just hope you aren't as mischievous as your father... Well, well, well, where shall we put you?"
Jenna's looked upwards at the hat, thinking "Somewhere good, somewhere good..."
"Somewhere good, eh? Okay then. You've got the brains to be in Ravenclaw, the cunning to be in Slytherin, the loyalty to be in Hufflepuff and the bravery to be in Gryffindor. My, my, you are a hard one, aren't you? Wait a moment... Yes... This is it... This confirms it COMPLETELY... I'm sure that you should be in... SLYTHERIN!"
The last word Jenna heard the hat say out loud. Looking at Dumbledore, she was surprised to see the stunned look on his face. "What's wrong?" she said, taking off the hat and smoothing her deep red hair back down.
"Nothing at all, my dear," said Dumbledore, shaking the look off his face. "I just expected you to be in... Oh, never mind dear. I'll get someone in your house to show you to your common room, and around the school, then maybe you should be getting to bed, must have been a long journey... I understand you've chosen your seventh year subjects already?" Jenna nodded in affirmation.
"Fantastic. Your timetable will be given to you at breakfast tomorrow. Just wait here a few moments while I get you a student to show you around."
Jenna sighed as Dumbledore left the room, shaking his head. The phoenix flew down off the perch and settled in Jenna's lap, looking up at her with its little black eyes. "Hey," she said to it quietly. It pushed its head up into her hand, she stroked its silky feathers and waited. A few minutes later, she heard the sound of feet on the stairs, and Dumbledore reappeared with a dark-haired boy in tow.
Dumbledore looked up at Jenna and smiled when he saw her stroking the phoenix. "Fawkes doesn't usually take to Slytherin students for some reason," he said thoughtfully, "but obviously you're different. This is Adrian Pucey, he's going to show you around the school and around the Slytherin common room, and such."
Adrian nodded and beckoned to Jenna, who trailed after him, out of the office. As the reached the bottom and the gargoyle sprang back to guard the wall, he turned to Jenna and spiked his hair back up.
"Hey," he greeted her, leaning against a nearby stair rail," I'm Adrian Pucey. And you are?"
"Jenna Potter," she said, looking at him in distaste with her huge acid green eyes. "I'm sure I'm pleased to meet you. Are you going to show me around or what?"
He nodded again and looked her up and down, making her feel uneasy. "Come on then, I'll show you outside first," he said, taking her hand and leading her out to the large entrance hall and through the heavy wooden doors. As they got to the steps, Jenna pulled her hand out of his and pushed her hair out of her face. He led her away over the grass towards the three or so greenhouses set out near a huge Quidditch pitch.
"Those are obviously the greenhouses, and that is obviously the Quidditch pitch. Speaking of which, the Slytherin team needs a Chaser. Can you fly well and/or play Quidditch?"
"You're asking ME if I can play Quidditch?" she asked with a wicked grin on her face. He smirked back at her.
"Yeah. See you at training then, and we'll see what you can do. First, I'll take you to the common rooms and introduce you to a few of the boys and maybe a couple of girls too."
Jenna shrugged and followed him back up towards the castle. Reaching the entrance hall, they nearly ran into a group of two boys and a girl wearing red and yellow scarves walking out of the doors.
"Watch where you're going, Potter," said Adrian nastily. The boy he had addressed wasn't listening to him, but more staring at Jenna strangely. It was making Jenna uncomfortable, so she cleared her throat and looking meaningfully at Adrian.
"Introduction?" she asked, raising her eyebrows.
Adrian's top lip curled. "Whatever. The one with the red hair is Weasley, the girl is Granger, and the idiot with the specs is Potter."
"Hi," said they said in unison. "My first name is Hermione, my last name's Granger," said Hermione. "That's Ron, and Harry," she said, pointing each boy out as she spoke. "What house have you been sorted into?"
"Slytherin," answered Jenna, astonished at the looks on their faces as she said it. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing," said Hermione. "We'd better get going," she said, grabbing Harry and Ron by the arms and pulling them out the doors.
"Stupid Gryffindors," Adrian muttered, motioning for Jenna to follow him down a set of stairs to the left.
"What's the matter with them? Is Gryffindor another house?" asked Jenna.
"What's the matter with them? Did you see the way they looked at us when you said you were sorted into Slytherin? They have a huge thing against all things green and silver, and I can't say we go for the red and gold either."
"Green and silver?"
"The Slytherin house colours," Adrian said as he stopped in front of a large expanse of plain stone wall. Jenna shivered again. It was cold down here, and she was still only wearing light silk robes.
"Ad interium," he said, and part of the wall dissolved in front of them. "This is the Slytherin common room," he said, ushering her in. The entire place was decked out in heavy, dark wood furniture with green velvet upholstery, large paintings on the bare stone walls, and a fireplace at each end of the large squarish room.
A girl with short brown hair came up to her and Adrian, grinning madly. "My name is Pansy Parkinson," she said, holding out her hand to be shaken. Jenna smiled back at her.
"I'm Jenna Potter," she said. Pansy nodded, and grinned widely at her again.
"You'll be in seventh year? My dormitory. Brilliant. Ah, I think Adrian will introduce you to a few of the boys now."
Jenna nodded and continued looking around the large room while Adrian headed over towards a large group of male students that had begun to accumulate in an area with a lot of chairs and tables. She watched closely as he greeted them, then started explaining something to the others, who all looked around at her at the same time.
Adrian beckoned her over, and she walked over self-consciously, she could feel all their eyes on her. "This is Jenna. Jenna, this is some of the boys I dare say you'll be associating with this year."
A good-looking boy with light brown hair falling in his bright blue eyes stepped forward and stuck out his hand, which Jenna shook. 'I'm Terence Higgs," he said. "Nice to meet you. You're in seventh year too?"
"Yes," she said, biting her bottom lip as she always had when she was slightly nervous. He nodded and stepped to the side.
"Isn't he a cutie?" said Pansy to Jenna quietly as another good-looking boy with silvery eyes and white-blond hair moved forward.
"Draco Malfoy," he said, smirking at her in appreciativeness. She raised her eyebrows and nodded.
"Now he, is hot," said Pansy again, even quieter than the last time. Jenna nodded her approval.
Several more boys were introduced, and they all seemed to take to Jenna quite well. Pansy clasped her upper arm in an iron grip and led her up some stairs. At the top, Pansy stopped and explained the two different doors.
"To the left, boy's dormitories, to the right, girls. You'll be able find ours by the sign on the door, says seventh year."
Gripping her arm tighter, Pansy led Jenna through the right-hand door and up some stairs, arriving at a door with a silver plate saying 'Seventh Year Girls' in Gothic lettering. Pansy let go of her arm and pushed the heavy door open, beckoning at Jenna for her to come into the room.
It was all completely stone, there were five heavy mahogany four-poster beds spread around the circular room; each bed had its own side table and wall-mirror. The beds were covered in a dark green velvet overlay, with silver trimmings.
Jenna spotted her trunk at the end of one of the beds and sat down on the velvet cover, staring into space. Pansy took off her gloves and threw them onto the bed directly next to Jenna's. "That's obviously your bed," she said, wandering around the dormitory, checking her hair in somebody's mirror. "That one is mine, the others belong to Blaise Zabini, Lexa Parker, and Vanessa Iban. Ooh, here they come," said Pansy with an excited look on her face, as footsteps sounded on the stone stairs.
The door opened again, and three girls walked in, carrying backpacks. Throwing them down at their respective beds, they all turned to face Jenna with looks of interest on their faces. One of them had pretty black hair, cut short, and purplish eyes. The other two were blonde, but one had stunning blue eyes while the other had almost black.
Pansy walked up to them and gave them each a hug, then turned to Jenna, holding out her hand for Jenna to get up. As she got up, Pansy turned to her and introduced her to the girls.
"Jenna, this is Blaise, Lexa, and Vanessa. Girls, this is Jenna."
They smiled at her and began to talk all at once. "What's your last name?"
"I love your robes, they're beautiful."
"What subjects have you taken?"
"Have you met everyone else?"
Pansy grinned widely and shook her head. "Slow down girls. Jenna is probably tired, and her first day at Hogwarts is tomorrow."
"That's okay, if you'll talk a bit slower and one at a time I can answer all those questions," said Jenna with a flustered smile on her face.
Blaise, the one with the black hair, spoke up first. "What's your last name, Jenna?"
"Potter," she replied, and furrowed her eyebrows at the looks on their faces. "What?" she said, confused.
"One of those Gryffindors, Harry Potter, the FAMOUS one, you know." said Lexa, rolling her eyes.
"You know what though, I actually think he isn't that bad looking." said Vanessa, vacantly, who was instantly pushed by a giggling Pansy.
"Shhhhh," she said, giggling.
"Have you met all the boys yet, Jenna?" asked Vanessa, who was rubbing her arm where Pansy had pushed her.
"I'm not sure. I've met some of them, I know that much," she said.
"Which ones?"
"Terence Higgs, Vincent Crabbe, Gregory Goyle, Draco Malfoy, and. what's his name. Adrian Pucey. That's all I think."
"Wicked." said Lexa, who began to sort through her trunk for her pyjamas. Blaise yawned and followed suit. Pansy nodded at Jenna.
"You should get to bed too," she said, raising her eyebrows into her brown fringe. 'You'll be so tired tomorrow."
"Thanks," said Jenna, and started to get out of her old school robes and into her pale green pyjamas.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Jenna's eyes popped open as she heard the sounds of two people murmuring outside the warmth of her bed. Sitting up and yawning, she was greeted by Lexa and Blaise.
"Morning," said Blaise, pulling her jumper over her head and straightening her tie.
"Morning," said Jenna, yawning again and dragging herself out of bed. Slowly making her way across to her trunk, she was accosted by Lexa.
"I want to see how the Slytherin colours look on you," she said, throwing herself down on Jenna's unmade bed. "They'd go really nicely with your hair and eyes."
Jenna nodded, and began to get dressed. She heard a little bell ring downstairs and heard Vanessa swear loudly from her bed. 'What's that supposed to mean?" said Jenna, confused once more.
"That means everyone should be up, dressed, and going down to breakfast," said Pansy, climbing out of bed. "After I don't know how many years, I still can't get up on time."
Jenna nodded, trying to fasten her tie and pin her hair back at the same time. Pulling her jumper over her head and straightening her skirt, she looked at herself in the mirror.
"You look great, let's go," said Blaise, grabbing Jenna by the arm as they both grabbed their backpacks and school robes and ran.
They both got to the door leading out to the common room and opened it at the same time, nearly crashing into Draco Malfoy and Terence Higgs on their way down the stairs. Blaise skidded to a halt at the fireplace, Jenna nearly crashing into her as well. "What are we doing?" asked Jenna.
"Waiting for the boys, of course," said Blaise, flicking her short black hair out of her eyes and batting her eyelashes. Jenna shook her head and sighed. Both of the boys descended the stairs slowly and made their way over to Jenna and Blaise.
"Hey," said Draco, to both of them and Terence just smiled.
"Hi!" said Blaise happily, continuing to flutter her black eyelashes at them. Jenna now knew why Blaise took so long to get ready that morning.
"Can we go?" said Jenna impatiently. Draco gave her a knowing smirk and walked over to the opening in the wall, Blaise following close behind, leaving Jenna to walk with Terence.
"Don't know why she makes herself up like that every morning," said Terence, nodding at Blaise, who was sliming onto Draco every way possible. "It doesn't really work, especially on Malfoy."
"It's a girl thing, I guess. Why doesn't making yourself gorgeous work on him? He looks like the type that goes for looks."
"A girl thing? I mean, come on, have you made yourself up as much as her?" he said, searching her face for traces of cosmetics. "I can't even see any, except for lip gloss. Malfoy, he does like the pretty ones, but not the ones that practically throw themselves at him. He likes a challenge."
"Blaise IS pretty."
"Much prettier without all that eyeliner and lipstick and whatever on," Terence said, shaking his head in disappointment. "She's a lost cause."
Jenna giggled. "That's not nice."
"I know. I'm a guy, so sue me. Sit with me at breakfast?"
"Alright then," said Jenna, as they made their way into the Great Hall. Terence led her over to a long table at the edge of the huge room. They both sat down across from Malfoy and Blaise, who was still fawning over him. Although the blond boy looked like he was enjoying the attention, he also looked slightly bored.
A teacher with greasy black shoulder-length hair walked over towards the Slytherin table, carrying a piece of parchment. He stopped at Jenna and handed her the parchment.
"Hello Jenna," he said, shaking her hand. 'I'm Severus Snape, your Head Of House and Potions teacher. This is your timetable, and I'm sure one of these.ahem. charming students can show you around."
"Thankyou," she said, and settled down to read her timetable. Terence leaned over her shoulder and read it as well.
"Cool, you've got Divination with me, first period," he said, giving Jenna a cute grin. She gave him back an equally pretty smile, and began to eat.
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