A/N: I'm bored at the minute, so I decided to type some more of this.
Disclaimer: I no own. She does! *points to JK Rowling* And she won't give them to me!
Chapter 6 - Professor Snape's Warning
"I am glad to see that everyone has arrived safe and well. Now, I know you're all hungry, so onto the feast." Dumbledore sat down smiling and the most delicious looking food appeared in front of them all.
Soon talking began as old friends caught up from over the summer and introductions were made.
Ben looked at the other first years, beside Draco and himself. Millicent Bulstrode was an extremely ugly girl, as was Pansy Parkinson, though Pansy was definitely better looking. Mark Nott wasn't ugly, but he wasn't exactly nice to look at either. Blaise Zabini looked amazing compared with the others. He had fine, shoulder length black hair and hazel eyes. Crabbe and Goyle were, well, Crabbe and Goyle, which was definitely the only way to describe them. They looked exactly like their fathers, only smaller.
He shook his head and grabbed some food. He hadn't realised that he was so hungry, and the food he had brought on the train seemed like ages ago. Whilst he ate he eavesdropped on a conversation between some older students.
"Can you believe this?"
"I know! The Dark Lord's adopted son, at Hogwarts! My Dad told me."
"Mine did too, but I find it hard to believe."
"Yeah. Did your Dad say why he was here?"
"No, did yours?"
"Something about spying."
Ben smiled. It seemed that the spying excuse that they had come up with to feed to the Death Eaters the Death Eaters had believed, and some had even told their children.
After listening in for a few seconds more he turned and joined in the conversation with the other first years. It was all too soon before the plates and dishes cleaned themselves off and Dumbledore stood up again.
"Now that you have all eaten I would like to announce a few things. The caretaker, Mr. Filch, would like to say that a further 300 items have now been forbidden to be used, and that no magic in the corridors either.
"I would like you to welcome our newest DADA Professor, Professor Black!
"First-years should remember that no one is allowed to visit the forbidden forest, and several older students would do well remember this too.
"The village of Hogsmead is out of bounds to anyone below third-year and Quidditch try-outs are to be held during the second week of term. Now, that's all. Off you go to bed," Dumbledore finished cheerfully.
Ben got up with the rest of the hall and followed the other Slytherin first- years, who were following a fifth-year perfect, named Robert Lovire. He led them out into the Entrance Hall and down a passage way which appeared to lead to the dungeons.
They walked along and soon Ben felt lost amongst the labyrinth of passageways that were under the school. They carried on for little longer, each of them getting more and more clueless as to which way the Great Hall was, then they stopped in front of a stretch of bare, damp wall.
"Has he forgotten the way?" whispered a few others laughing quietly.
"This is the entrance to the Slytherin common room. The password is Parcelmouth," said Robert, turning to them. As he said the word Parcelmouth a stone door hidden in the wall slid open, revealing a large room behind it. "Try to remember it. Now come in. Professor Snape has to talk to you first-years."
Ben filed in along with the rest of the first years into their new common room. It was a long underground room with a low ceiling, from which round, greenish lamps hung. There were several carved chairs, many of which were gathered around a fireplace, which had a fire cackling away inside. In front of the fire there was a man with greasy black hair, sallow skin and a hooked nose.
"Professor Snape," said Robert. "They're all here."
Ben thought for a moment, then realised why that name seemed so familiar. Was it...? Yes it was. It was Severus Snape, an ex-Death Eater, who had abandoned service to his Father, just before his Father had told all his loyal Death Eaters about him. Snape was, at that time, undoubtedly a spy, working for Dumbledore.
"Thank you Robert. Go off to bed now," said Snape, and then turning towards them as Robert left. "This is your first year here, and as Slytherins I expect a high standard in your behaviour. I don't want to hear that any of you are getting into trouble for trivial reasons, whether it is with someone who is within the house or not. You should all help each other out as well, no matter who they happen to be. Is that clear?"
"Yes Professor," they all chorused.
"Good. Off to bed," said Snape, and he swept out of the room like a giant over sized bat (A/N: I always loved that description of him).
"Come on," said Draco as they were wondering which way led to the dormitories. "Robert went that way."
They followed him and found their way pretty easily. The girls found a dorm with the words 'First-Year Girls' written on it, as did the boys, only with 'Girls' replaced with 'Boys'. They went in and saw that all of their things were already there, at the ends of their beds.
Ben walked over to the bed where his things were. Slowly he started to get changed, as did the other boys.
"Did you hear that the Dark Lord's son is supposed to be at Hogwarts this year?" asked Blaise once they had changed, and had all congregated over to Draco's bed.
"Yeah. I heard that somewhere too," said Ben, glancing at Draco and smiling slightly.
"Me too," said Draco, glancing back.
"Do you know who it is?" asked Blaise.
"We have a fair idea, don't we?" replied Ben.
"Yes. We do have an inkling," said Draco.
"Who is it then?" asked Blaise impatiently.
"Me," said Ben, bursting out laughing, and he was soon joined by Draco.
"What? Y-You're the Dark Lord's son?"
"Yes, I am."
"Wow," said Blaise quietly. "I'm sharing a room with the son of the most feared wizard of the century."
"Why are you so amazed? Did you think that he'd be in any other house?"
"That's a good point. No, I wouldn't."
"Slytherin's the best house. There's no way I could go into any other house," said Draco.
"Same for me," said Nott.
"Yeah," added Crabbe.
"Me as well," said Goyle
"I think I would have gotten back on the train if the Hat had put me in any other house," said Blaise.
"So, have we run out of things to talk about?" asked Ben.
"Looks like it. Does anyone here know anything about our Professors?" asked Draco.
"All I know is that Black was accused of being a Death Eater, though he wasn't, was brought to court and found not guilty. Snape was a Death Eater, but he was a spy for Dumbledore as well. Anyone know anything else?" said Ben. The others shook their heads dumbly at that, and then they went to their own beds, getting ready for the next day. Ben's head fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow, worn out from the days activities and ready to face the next.
A/N: Two chapters in as many days. That's good! That's really good. No cliffie this time because I'm feeling nice. I'm glad people liked the last chapter. I only got five reviews, though that's probably because I only waited a day.
Lady Cinnibar: I'm glad you still like my work, even though you believe he should be in Gryffindor. Are you anti-Slytherin? If you are you should really stop and think about how tough Slytherins have it. They have to put up with everyone thinking they're evil, when they're just ambitious.
Yugi's Little Sister: Nice name. I sometimes watch Yugi. Glad you like my reasons and my story. It takes long enough to write each chapter (Come on! About five hours for chapter five! That's way too long). Thank God I don't suffer from writers black, just laziness at times.
Rain Warrior: Here's update. I'm happy (I'm getting sick of the word 'glad') that you liked that chapter. I'm also happy you like my reasons.
SycoCallie: If you're dead then how can you bat your eyelashes? How could you write that review? How could you use baby talk? Has this revived you? Because if not you should really go to a cemetery and be buried, or a crematorium, and get cremated. I think that's the first time anyone who's reviewed anything of mine has used the word wonderful. You would have been mad if he had gone into Gryf? So would Voldie. You have something in common with him. What canon did you mean in your review? I don't remember any canon.
Kris-tina4: They weren't hard on Hermione when she came into their carriage to look for Trevor because they didn't know she was muggle-born. The two of them are pretty much normal, apart from the fact that one of them was raised by Voldemort, the other by a Death Eater and that they're both wizards. I know. It will be interesting to see their reactions if he becomes good, or some other things that if I said anything about now would basically ruin the plot quite a bit. Did I update soon enough for you?
Now the everyone who didn't review, I forgive you because you only had a day, but could you review this chapter please? Remember, flames accepted too!
Disclaimer: I no own. She does! *points to JK Rowling* And she won't give them to me!
Chapter 6 - Professor Snape's Warning
"I am glad to see that everyone has arrived safe and well. Now, I know you're all hungry, so onto the feast." Dumbledore sat down smiling and the most delicious looking food appeared in front of them all.
Soon talking began as old friends caught up from over the summer and introductions were made.
Ben looked at the other first years, beside Draco and himself. Millicent Bulstrode was an extremely ugly girl, as was Pansy Parkinson, though Pansy was definitely better looking. Mark Nott wasn't ugly, but he wasn't exactly nice to look at either. Blaise Zabini looked amazing compared with the others. He had fine, shoulder length black hair and hazel eyes. Crabbe and Goyle were, well, Crabbe and Goyle, which was definitely the only way to describe them. They looked exactly like their fathers, only smaller.
He shook his head and grabbed some food. He hadn't realised that he was so hungry, and the food he had brought on the train seemed like ages ago. Whilst he ate he eavesdropped on a conversation between some older students.
"Can you believe this?"
"I know! The Dark Lord's adopted son, at Hogwarts! My Dad told me."
"Mine did too, but I find it hard to believe."
"Yeah. Did your Dad say why he was here?"
"No, did yours?"
"Something about spying."
Ben smiled. It seemed that the spying excuse that they had come up with to feed to the Death Eaters the Death Eaters had believed, and some had even told their children.
After listening in for a few seconds more he turned and joined in the conversation with the other first years. It was all too soon before the plates and dishes cleaned themselves off and Dumbledore stood up again.
"Now that you have all eaten I would like to announce a few things. The caretaker, Mr. Filch, would like to say that a further 300 items have now been forbidden to be used, and that no magic in the corridors either.
"I would like you to welcome our newest DADA Professor, Professor Black!
"First-years should remember that no one is allowed to visit the forbidden forest, and several older students would do well remember this too.
"The village of Hogsmead is out of bounds to anyone below third-year and Quidditch try-outs are to be held during the second week of term. Now, that's all. Off you go to bed," Dumbledore finished cheerfully.
Ben got up with the rest of the hall and followed the other Slytherin first- years, who were following a fifth-year perfect, named Robert Lovire. He led them out into the Entrance Hall and down a passage way which appeared to lead to the dungeons.
They walked along and soon Ben felt lost amongst the labyrinth of passageways that were under the school. They carried on for little longer, each of them getting more and more clueless as to which way the Great Hall was, then they stopped in front of a stretch of bare, damp wall.
"Has he forgotten the way?" whispered a few others laughing quietly.
"This is the entrance to the Slytherin common room. The password is Parcelmouth," said Robert, turning to them. As he said the word Parcelmouth a stone door hidden in the wall slid open, revealing a large room behind it. "Try to remember it. Now come in. Professor Snape has to talk to you first-years."
Ben filed in along with the rest of the first years into their new common room. It was a long underground room with a low ceiling, from which round, greenish lamps hung. There were several carved chairs, many of which were gathered around a fireplace, which had a fire cackling away inside. In front of the fire there was a man with greasy black hair, sallow skin and a hooked nose.
"Professor Snape," said Robert. "They're all here."
Ben thought for a moment, then realised why that name seemed so familiar. Was it...? Yes it was. It was Severus Snape, an ex-Death Eater, who had abandoned service to his Father, just before his Father had told all his loyal Death Eaters about him. Snape was, at that time, undoubtedly a spy, working for Dumbledore.
"Thank you Robert. Go off to bed now," said Snape, and then turning towards them as Robert left. "This is your first year here, and as Slytherins I expect a high standard in your behaviour. I don't want to hear that any of you are getting into trouble for trivial reasons, whether it is with someone who is within the house or not. You should all help each other out as well, no matter who they happen to be. Is that clear?"
"Yes Professor," they all chorused.
"Good. Off to bed," said Snape, and he swept out of the room like a giant over sized bat (A/N: I always loved that description of him).
"Come on," said Draco as they were wondering which way led to the dormitories. "Robert went that way."
They followed him and found their way pretty easily. The girls found a dorm with the words 'First-Year Girls' written on it, as did the boys, only with 'Girls' replaced with 'Boys'. They went in and saw that all of their things were already there, at the ends of their beds.
Ben walked over to the bed where his things were. Slowly he started to get changed, as did the other boys.
"Did you hear that the Dark Lord's son is supposed to be at Hogwarts this year?" asked Blaise once they had changed, and had all congregated over to Draco's bed.
"Yeah. I heard that somewhere too," said Ben, glancing at Draco and smiling slightly.
"Me too," said Draco, glancing back.
"Do you know who it is?" asked Blaise.
"We have a fair idea, don't we?" replied Ben.
"Yes. We do have an inkling," said Draco.
"Who is it then?" asked Blaise impatiently.
"Me," said Ben, bursting out laughing, and he was soon joined by Draco.
"What? Y-You're the Dark Lord's son?"
"Yes, I am."
"Wow," said Blaise quietly. "I'm sharing a room with the son of the most feared wizard of the century."
"Why are you so amazed? Did you think that he'd be in any other house?"
"That's a good point. No, I wouldn't."
"Slytherin's the best house. There's no way I could go into any other house," said Draco.
"Same for me," said Nott.
"Yeah," added Crabbe.
"Me as well," said Goyle
"I think I would have gotten back on the train if the Hat had put me in any other house," said Blaise.
"So, have we run out of things to talk about?" asked Ben.
"Looks like it. Does anyone here know anything about our Professors?" asked Draco.
"All I know is that Black was accused of being a Death Eater, though he wasn't, was brought to court and found not guilty. Snape was a Death Eater, but he was a spy for Dumbledore as well. Anyone know anything else?" said Ben. The others shook their heads dumbly at that, and then they went to their own beds, getting ready for the next day. Ben's head fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow, worn out from the days activities and ready to face the next.
A/N: Two chapters in as many days. That's good! That's really good. No cliffie this time because I'm feeling nice. I'm glad people liked the last chapter. I only got five reviews, though that's probably because I only waited a day.
Lady Cinnibar: I'm glad you still like my work, even though you believe he should be in Gryffindor. Are you anti-Slytherin? If you are you should really stop and think about how tough Slytherins have it. They have to put up with everyone thinking they're evil, when they're just ambitious.
Yugi's Little Sister: Nice name. I sometimes watch Yugi. Glad you like my reasons and my story. It takes long enough to write each chapter (Come on! About five hours for chapter five! That's way too long). Thank God I don't suffer from writers black, just laziness at times.
Rain Warrior: Here's update. I'm happy (I'm getting sick of the word 'glad') that you liked that chapter. I'm also happy you like my reasons.
SycoCallie: If you're dead then how can you bat your eyelashes? How could you write that review? How could you use baby talk? Has this revived you? Because if not you should really go to a cemetery and be buried, or a crematorium, and get cremated. I think that's the first time anyone who's reviewed anything of mine has used the word wonderful. You would have been mad if he had gone into Gryf? So would Voldie. You have something in common with him. What canon did you mean in your review? I don't remember any canon.
Kris-tina4: They weren't hard on Hermione when she came into their carriage to look for Trevor because they didn't know she was muggle-born. The two of them are pretty much normal, apart from the fact that one of them was raised by Voldemort, the other by a Death Eater and that they're both wizards. I know. It will be interesting to see their reactions if he becomes good, or some other things that if I said anything about now would basically ruin the plot quite a bit. Did I update soon enough for you?
Now the everyone who didn't review, I forgive you because you only had a day, but could you review this chapter please? Remember, flames accepted too!