"Well, well. What have we here?" Slytherin said, advancing into the room. "A pillow fight? How entertaining! Fifth-years engaged in, what I would term, frivolous games."
His voice had the same drawling, insolent, derisive intonation that Draco's had, though it was more pronounced in his voice.
'Probably he had more practice.' Thought Hermione snidely.
Slytherin's mouth curved into a sneer, as he caught sight of Ginny hurriedly rearranging the pillow she had in her hand.
His eyes then widened as he caught sight of a huge black boar woven over the shimmering yellow bedspread. "And what, may I ask, are you doing in Helga's room?"
They all looked at each other, bewildered.
"Helga's room? But the house-elf told me that this room was allotted to me." Said Hermione in a puzzled voice.
"You have been misinformed or maybe you were too busy daydreaming to pay attention." Snapped Slytherin going towards the fireplace. He pointed his wand & muttered 'Incendio'. He then took a fistful of glittering powder from inside his robes & threw it into the flames.
"Helga!" he called into the fire.
Hermione felt a flush rise to her cheeks. That insult was uncalled for. How dare he talk to her as if she was some errant house-elf or something. Even house-elfs deserved more respect.
Before any of them could deliver a hot retort, they spotted a dark shape in the fireplace, revolving very fast. Seconds later, Helga emerged from the fireplace, dusting ash & soot from her robes. "You wanted me, Salazar?" she asked.
He gestured towards Harry & the others, who had until then been sprawled on the bed.
"What are they doing in your room?"
"They seem to be having some sort of conversation on how life in the past is going to turn out to be." She said, looking at them & smiling.
Slytherin's nostrils flared. "I mean," he said, laying stress on each syllable, "why are they in your room?"
"They are in my room because I instructed the house-elf to allot my room to one of them." Replied Helga, perplexed. "Why? Is anything the matter?"
"Why should you give your room to them? Why can't they sleep in one of the common rooms?" asked Slytherin.
"I thought they'd be more comfortable having a room of their own until the term started. All the other spare rooms have already been allotted, so I decided to give mine to one of them."
"Well, let both the girls share the same room. I want this room to be free." He ordered domineeringly.
Helga looked at him, her face inquiring.
"You know what I want this room for." He said, in a voice so low that only Ginny, who was standing close to Helga, could hear.
Helga nodded in comprehension. "Oh yes. I completely forgot. But I didn't realize you wanted to start so soon. Couldn't it wait for-"
"NO!" he brought the word out explosively. "I want this room to be free by tonight."
In another moment he was gone.
A/N- Sorry for the delay people, but I just couldn't lay my hands on what the colours of hufflepuff were. I got the info only today, so here it is (at long last)!
Enjoy!
His voice had the same drawling, insolent, derisive intonation that Draco's had, though it was more pronounced in his voice.
'Probably he had more practice.' Thought Hermione snidely.
Slytherin's mouth curved into a sneer, as he caught sight of Ginny hurriedly rearranging the pillow she had in her hand.
His eyes then widened as he caught sight of a huge black boar woven over the shimmering yellow bedspread. "And what, may I ask, are you doing in Helga's room?"
They all looked at each other, bewildered.
"Helga's room? But the house-elf told me that this room was allotted to me." Said Hermione in a puzzled voice.
"You have been misinformed or maybe you were too busy daydreaming to pay attention." Snapped Slytherin going towards the fireplace. He pointed his wand & muttered 'Incendio'. He then took a fistful of glittering powder from inside his robes & threw it into the flames.
"Helga!" he called into the fire.
Hermione felt a flush rise to her cheeks. That insult was uncalled for. How dare he talk to her as if she was some errant house-elf or something. Even house-elfs deserved more respect.
Before any of them could deliver a hot retort, they spotted a dark shape in the fireplace, revolving very fast. Seconds later, Helga emerged from the fireplace, dusting ash & soot from her robes. "You wanted me, Salazar?" she asked.
He gestured towards Harry & the others, who had until then been sprawled on the bed.
"What are they doing in your room?"
"They seem to be having some sort of conversation on how life in the past is going to turn out to be." She said, looking at them & smiling.
Slytherin's nostrils flared. "I mean," he said, laying stress on each syllable, "why are they in your room?"
"They are in my room because I instructed the house-elf to allot my room to one of them." Replied Helga, perplexed. "Why? Is anything the matter?"
"Why should you give your room to them? Why can't they sleep in one of the common rooms?" asked Slytherin.
"I thought they'd be more comfortable having a room of their own until the term started. All the other spare rooms have already been allotted, so I decided to give mine to one of them."
"Well, let both the girls share the same room. I want this room to be free." He ordered domineeringly.
Helga looked at him, her face inquiring.
"You know what I want this room for." He said, in a voice so low that only Ginny, who was standing close to Helga, could hear.
Helga nodded in comprehension. "Oh yes. I completely forgot. But I didn't realize you wanted to start so soon. Couldn't it wait for-"
"NO!" he brought the word out explosively. "I want this room to be free by tonight."
In another moment he was gone.
A/N- Sorry for the delay people, but I just couldn't lay my hands on what the colours of hufflepuff were. I got the info only today, so here it is (at long last)!
Enjoy!