Two - Slytherins
Tom entered the common room and looked for Malfoy, when he saw him standing near the stairs, surrounded by three other Slytherins. He waved him over and introduced his friends.
"That's Pansy Parkinson", he said, looking at a dark-eyed girl with a black bob and a rather nice body. Next to her stood a huge boy with dull eyes. "That's Vincent Crabee, not a big mind, but he's always there when you need him and he is Gregory Goyle, and over there", he pointed at a black haired boy, who was talking to some older boys, "is Blaise Zabini. His older brother over there is the new Quidditch captain this year, Chaser, since Flint graduated last year. We need a new Chaser and Keeper, by the way. Did you play Quidditch before?"
"Yes, as a Chaser. Maybe I can continue here."
"Great, come to the tryout tomorrow after lunch."
"I'll do that. So this is the Slytherin common room?"
"Yeah, it's rather cold, but the dorms upstairs are okay."
"Severus told me so."
"You call Professor Snape with his first name? Why?" Pansy asked.
"He was. kind of a father for me, when I was younger. He had something with my mother back then, but they haven't see each other for two years."
"Because of HIM?"
"Yes."
"Oh, we see. Shall we show you the dorms, then?"
"Please. It was along day from Bulgaria to England."
"Suppose so! The dorms are this direction!"
They climbed the stairs and passed several labeled doors in the walls of the staircase. When they reached the sixth floor, Draco stopped. "This is the sixth years girl's dormitory, forbidden for us. We live in the seventh floor, under the roof of the tower. It's a good location, because it's quiet and we have a ladder up t the flat roof, where you can sit in the evenings, when it's warm. Each dormitory has its own bathroom in Slytherin and everybody his or her own dresser and four-poster bed. The decoration of the rooms are in Slytherin colors, of course!" He opened the door on the seventh floor and they stepped in. In the octagonal room stood on each long wall two beds and two dressers, while one wall had a fireplace and a door to the bathroom, which was white, clean and with a huge tub in the middle.
The walls of the dormitory were a fair wood, like the furniture, all curtains and sheets dark green, the floor of brown wood with several smaller green carpets. In each of the four shorter walls was a huge window with a wide sill to sit on and a few pillows and cushions on them. Everything seemed warm and comfortable!
Draco smiled at him and opened his truck to move most of his belongings inside his dresser. "The bed next to mine is empty. You can have it or you take that next to Blaise. Your choice!"
"I'll take this one." Tom said and levitated his trunk to the end of the bed next to Draco's. He opened it and pulled out his robes and other clothing. At the bottom of the truck lay a big box and his things for school, next to a diary and some photographs and other smaller belongings, like the bag with the shampoo, soap and toothbrush and a shrunken basket.
Lydia, his cat, just came through the closed door. Draco stared at the animal. "How did she do that? "
"She's not a normal cat, Draco. She's a Baby-sphinx, magical creatures you find in Egypt."
"I see, practical, since we don't have to let the door open all the time, like the girls from third year, who have all got a normal cat."
"Yeah! Lydia is great, she was a present for my eleventh birthday from my father." Tom said and continued to unpack. The clothes went into the dresser, the diary and the photographs into the top-drawer of the nightstand next to his bed and the bag on a shelf in the bathroom.
Draco, who had already finished unpacking, looked at him. "What's in the box?"
"Some clothes you don't want to see! I'm a crazy fashion-maniac, you know?"
"I didn't, but okay, now I know - so? What's in there?"
"Fishnet stockings and gloves, lacquer mini skirt and high-heels and a neon green leatherjacket. Why do you ask?"
"No!"
"Yes, look if you want. As I said, I'm a maniac - I never said for men's clothing!"
"You're a cross dresser?"
"Why do you think I didn't came along with my father? Politics? No! My, ah, preferences! That's how he phrased it, if I remember right."
"You mean, you're a cross dresser and gay and that is why you left your father?"
"Officially they say it was his opinions on Muggles, but you're right, too. It was both."
"Fuck!"
"That's what I said. But it's better now, at least I can go down to Hogsmead and have a little 'fun'!" Tom laughed, "Don't be too scared, Draco. I'm harmless."
"I'm not scared. Well, I wouldn't dress in women's clothes, but I'm not a homophobic."
"Good to know, and I though I would loose the only friend I have now beside Mika. You know, the girl with the long, dark-red curls."
"Yes, I remember her. She's a Slytherin, too."
"Yeah, she is. Seventh year, she was Keeper at Durmstrang, a really good one, by the way."
"Then she can come to the tryout, too."
"I'll tell her tomorrow."
"Good."
"And you're really okay with - you know."
"Yes, well - to be honest, we have a lot in common, I guess."
"Oh! You're gay, too?"
"Many Slytherins are. Blaise and Nott in seventh year, they've been a couple for half a year, then Pansy, she's a lesbian, and Miller in fourth year, but he's engaged with a Hufflepuff."
"I see."
"Well, there are two Ravenclaws in seventh year, Boot, the older brother and Copper, and a few rumors about Thomas and Finnigan in our year, Gryffindors."
"Quite a lot, in Durmstrang were less, but I suppose it was just not common knowledge."
"Maybe."
Draco smiled again and took his pajamas from the bed, before he closed the bathroom-door behind him. Tom wondered, could it be that everything in his life got perfect in one day?
Tom entered the common room and looked for Malfoy, when he saw him standing near the stairs, surrounded by three other Slytherins. He waved him over and introduced his friends.
"That's Pansy Parkinson", he said, looking at a dark-eyed girl with a black bob and a rather nice body. Next to her stood a huge boy with dull eyes. "That's Vincent Crabee, not a big mind, but he's always there when you need him and he is Gregory Goyle, and over there", he pointed at a black haired boy, who was talking to some older boys, "is Blaise Zabini. His older brother over there is the new Quidditch captain this year, Chaser, since Flint graduated last year. We need a new Chaser and Keeper, by the way. Did you play Quidditch before?"
"Yes, as a Chaser. Maybe I can continue here."
"Great, come to the tryout tomorrow after lunch."
"I'll do that. So this is the Slytherin common room?"
"Yeah, it's rather cold, but the dorms upstairs are okay."
"Severus told me so."
"You call Professor Snape with his first name? Why?" Pansy asked.
"He was. kind of a father for me, when I was younger. He had something with my mother back then, but they haven't see each other for two years."
"Because of HIM?"
"Yes."
"Oh, we see. Shall we show you the dorms, then?"
"Please. It was along day from Bulgaria to England."
"Suppose so! The dorms are this direction!"
They climbed the stairs and passed several labeled doors in the walls of the staircase. When they reached the sixth floor, Draco stopped. "This is the sixth years girl's dormitory, forbidden for us. We live in the seventh floor, under the roof of the tower. It's a good location, because it's quiet and we have a ladder up t the flat roof, where you can sit in the evenings, when it's warm. Each dormitory has its own bathroom in Slytherin and everybody his or her own dresser and four-poster bed. The decoration of the rooms are in Slytherin colors, of course!" He opened the door on the seventh floor and they stepped in. In the octagonal room stood on each long wall two beds and two dressers, while one wall had a fireplace and a door to the bathroom, which was white, clean and with a huge tub in the middle.
The walls of the dormitory were a fair wood, like the furniture, all curtains and sheets dark green, the floor of brown wood with several smaller green carpets. In each of the four shorter walls was a huge window with a wide sill to sit on and a few pillows and cushions on them. Everything seemed warm and comfortable!
Draco smiled at him and opened his truck to move most of his belongings inside his dresser. "The bed next to mine is empty. You can have it or you take that next to Blaise. Your choice!"
"I'll take this one." Tom said and levitated his trunk to the end of the bed next to Draco's. He opened it and pulled out his robes and other clothing. At the bottom of the truck lay a big box and his things for school, next to a diary and some photographs and other smaller belongings, like the bag with the shampoo, soap and toothbrush and a shrunken basket.
Lydia, his cat, just came through the closed door. Draco stared at the animal. "How did she do that? "
"She's not a normal cat, Draco. She's a Baby-sphinx, magical creatures you find in Egypt."
"I see, practical, since we don't have to let the door open all the time, like the girls from third year, who have all got a normal cat."
"Yeah! Lydia is great, she was a present for my eleventh birthday from my father." Tom said and continued to unpack. The clothes went into the dresser, the diary and the photographs into the top-drawer of the nightstand next to his bed and the bag on a shelf in the bathroom.
Draco, who had already finished unpacking, looked at him. "What's in the box?"
"Some clothes you don't want to see! I'm a crazy fashion-maniac, you know?"
"I didn't, but okay, now I know - so? What's in there?"
"Fishnet stockings and gloves, lacquer mini skirt and high-heels and a neon green leatherjacket. Why do you ask?"
"No!"
"Yes, look if you want. As I said, I'm a maniac - I never said for men's clothing!"
"You're a cross dresser?"
"Why do you think I didn't came along with my father? Politics? No! My, ah, preferences! That's how he phrased it, if I remember right."
"You mean, you're a cross dresser and gay and that is why you left your father?"
"Officially they say it was his opinions on Muggles, but you're right, too. It was both."
"Fuck!"
"That's what I said. But it's better now, at least I can go down to Hogsmead and have a little 'fun'!" Tom laughed, "Don't be too scared, Draco. I'm harmless."
"I'm not scared. Well, I wouldn't dress in women's clothes, but I'm not a homophobic."
"Good to know, and I though I would loose the only friend I have now beside Mika. You know, the girl with the long, dark-red curls."
"Yes, I remember her. She's a Slytherin, too."
"Yeah, she is. Seventh year, she was Keeper at Durmstrang, a really good one, by the way."
"Then she can come to the tryout, too."
"I'll tell her tomorrow."
"Good."
"And you're really okay with - you know."
"Yes, well - to be honest, we have a lot in common, I guess."
"Oh! You're gay, too?"
"Many Slytherins are. Blaise and Nott in seventh year, they've been a couple for half a year, then Pansy, she's a lesbian, and Miller in fourth year, but he's engaged with a Hufflepuff."
"I see."
"Well, there are two Ravenclaws in seventh year, Boot, the older brother and Copper, and a few rumors about Thomas and Finnigan in our year, Gryffindors."
"Quite a lot, in Durmstrang were less, but I suppose it was just not common knowledge."
"Maybe."
Draco smiled again and took his pajamas from the bed, before he closed the bathroom-door behind him. Tom wondered, could it be that everything in his life got perfect in one day?