The Great Hall fell silent as the sorting began. Nikolas groaned inwardly as the sorting hat begun singing, a warning in its words just as there had been last year. The dark teen glanced up at the staff table where the teachers all were looking him over too, most with a looked of confusion. Dumbledore just smiled and Snape seemed to look even more unhappy then usual.
The younger students slowly vanished, each going to their respective table. This left all eyes on Nikolas. He stepped forward and sat down on the stool for a second time, not bothering to wait for his name to be called.
"Snape, Nikolas." McGonagall said as she sat the hat on his head.
Hmm…you again? Why should I sort you? You've already been placed in –Stop!
Stop? Boy, you are in Gryffindor, and no one in the history of Hogwarts has ever been resorted because I do not make mistakes.
I am here as someone else. I am Nikolas Snape now. Not Harry Potter. I am being sorted, and this time I should like to be in Slytherin. I already know I am suitable for that house, you've said so yourself.
Ha! You can mask thoughts of your choice! That is why I did not know all this. Clever boy. Very well then, Nikolas. You will do very well in your new house.
"SLYTHERIN!"
Nikolas stepped down and joined his housemates, most seeming pleased to have him in Slytherin. Draco, however, scowled and chose to ignore Nikolas' very existence. Severus raised an eyebrow, and stared at the boy in surprise obviously not expecting him to go to Slytherin.
"Nikolas Snape hmm?" Pansy looked him over as if he were an object she was debating whether or not to purchase.
"And you are?" Nikolas questioned, though he already knew the answer to that question.
"Pansy Parkinson. Draco told me about your encounter with him on the train. I'm surprised you'd dare curse him. Fair warning; don't try anything like that again." She spoke in a soft tone so no one else around could hear what she said to him.
"Or what? He'll tell daddy?" Nikolas scowled and turned away. Pansy said nothing more to him, and the rest of dinner was spent being introduced to the other Slytherins.
Blaise Zabini had sat next to Nikolas and began pointing things out that he should know. Nikolas listened and made a note to keep everything that Blaise said in mind, but was curious as to whether the older boy was befriending him or trying to make him a lackey of sorts.
"Serpensortia." Nikolas said and then stepped through the opening to the Slytherin Common Room, a few others talking behind him. Draco reluctantly walked up to him.
"Come on then. Dorms are this way." The blond walked down a hall with a sign reading 6th years above it, each room had a name on the door. "Also, now that you are a Slytherin you can't hang around with the mudblood and her Gryffindor friends." They stopped at the end of the hall. The door read 'Nikolas Snape' in silver lettering.
"I wasn't planning on hanging out with anyone. Now if you don't mind." He opened the door and stepped into the room, the door slamming shut in Draco's face.
Nikolas stood and looked around his new room. The stone walls were bare with no windows or decoration, a soft green rug covered most of the floor, a bed much like the ones in the Gryffindor common room sat in the center of the wall to the left of him draped in green, silver, and black instead of the red and gold he was accustomed to, a desk stood to right with only one thing resting on it (a serpent shaped candle holder in which a black candle sat shining far brighter then any normal candle wound, and illuminating the whole desk.), his trunk sat at the end of the bed, and in front of him stood an empty shelving unit with a very inviting green chair next to it.
"Nyx, you can come out now." Nikolas said as he lifted the top of his trunk. "Sorry you had to sit in there so long." He whispered in parseltongue to the serpent who simply nodded in agreement and examined the room as well. Nikolas stood and began putting his things away on the shelving unit; his books on the narrow shelf in the middle, jars of potions ingredients and his shrunken cauldron on a very small shelf underneath the books, in a cabinet above the books he stored all his ready made potions, then left the rest of the bottom bookshelves empty, and rested his Firebolt against the side of the case. His robes rested in the trunk still along side a locked and magical chest holding things like his photo album, the socks from Dobby, the sneak-o-scope, and his invisibility cloak. Finally he placed rolls of parchment in a drawer of the desk, his quills on the top held in a small silver holder, and several inkwells holding black ink, green ink, red ink, and a blue ink. A knock on the door drew him out of his thoughts. Blaise then opened the door and walked in.
"You need to get acquainted with your door." The elder boy said as he looked around Nikolas' room before dropping down on the bed. "Well, you made yourself at home pretty quick, didn't you?"
"Yeah. What do you mean get acquainted with my door?" Nikolas sat in the chair and relaxed.
"The bedroom doors all are charmed to recognize everyone. Once the door recognizes you you'll be the only one able to get in here without an invitation. The rest of us will have to knock, and you will have to say we can come in. I would suggest doing that soon because the others like to play tricks on the first years." Blaise explained as he examined the Firebolt. "Gorgeous. How old are you anyways? You look to old to be a first year."
"16, I'll be going into sixth year." Nikolas stepped in front of the open door curiously. After tapping the door with his wand twice the door seemed to glow for a moment then shut on its own. "Interesting."
"Well, I have to head out. Things to do." Blaise grabbed a stray rubber band off of the desk and pulled his thick brown locks back as he left the room.
Breakfast – Next Day
Nikolas ran a hand through his hair with a sigh as he stared down at his schedule. It wasn't to bad he decided, even if he did have double potions more often then he'd like. His Charms, Transfiguration, Defense Against the Dark Arts, and Potions classes were all N.E.W.T classes, so he was sure they would be much harder then usual. He set the schedule down and chewed on a piece of toast as he tried to catch a glimpse at other people's classes. Draco's schedule was the only one he could see with the exception of a few first years, and much to his dismay the blond had all the same classes. He finished the toast and stood, deciding to head down to the dorms before classes and grab his things.
Nikolas walked into the dungeons later that day after having gone to both Charms and Transfiguration. He found that this class, much like the other two N.E.W.T classes, had few students though this class had far less then the other two.
Three boys and two girls from Ravenclaw sat off to the side; Draco, Blaise, and one other Slytherin girl that Nikolas didn't recognize sat in the front, and Hermione sat in the middle of them all by herself. Nikolas stepped forward and turned to say hello to Hermione as she greeted him, but found an irritable potions master standing behind him and urging him forward.
"Take a seat." He half growled to Nikolas as he subtly pushed him into the spot next to Blaise. The rest of the class was spent making a particularly complicated potion.
"Nikolas." Snape called out at the end of class as the students were leaving.
"Yes?" He asked, leaning back on one of the desks.
"Legilimens!" The potions professor stood, his wand pointed at the teen before him. Nikolas, though caught off guard, was able to through Snape off after one memory was shown. "What have I told you? You are always to be on your guard!" Snape sighed and sat back down. "Your potion was pitiful as well. Did you even bother to do as you were told and read that book?"
"Yes, I read it. Speaking of which," Nikolas' attention turned to a bookshelf behind Snape's desk. "Could I borrow one of these?" He asked as he ran his hand along the shelves of books on potions and the occasional book on hexes.
"No, so take your hands off and get out of here before you get a detention." The dark professor sneered. Nikolas glared at him and left the room.
"Miserable old bastard." Nikolas muttered to himself as he headed to the great hall for dinner. Just as he reached a staircase leading out of the dungeons though he found himself being pulled into a room to the side. The door shut behind him and he found himself face to face with a tied and bound Ginny Weasley. Behind her stood Crabbe and Goyle. Nikolas turned around to look at who ever had pulled him in here and wasn't surprised to find Draco Malfoy standing there with quite a few other Slytherins behind him.
"I hope you have a good excuse for this Draco." Nikolas growled.
"Of course. We are just going to have you prove that you are a true Slytherin by cursing the youngest weasel." Draco replied. "A few of us are just a little uncertain about you."
"You mean you don't like me because I cursed you. I'm not going to curse her just to prove to you that I am a true Slytherin. I don't have to prove anything to you." Nikolas growled and pulled out his wand, with a quick spell he unbound Ginny and pulled her to her feet. Crabbe jumped forward and grabbed his arm, glaring at him threateningly.
"Listen here. Either you curse the girl, or we all get to curse you. Your choice." Draco snarled, holding both his wand and Ginny's in his hands. Nikolas scowled and yanked his arm free from Crabbe. Then without second thought he quickly threw out curses. A moment afterwards he stood in the middle of the room, and looked the others over. He had hit Crabbe and Goyle with a cunfundus charm, Draco with a conjunctivitis curse, and the others with a simple banishing charm.
"Now then Draco, I hope I have proved something to you here. You are not better then me, not even slightly. Pull something like this again, and I promise you you'll be in the hospital wing for weeks." He grabbed Ginny's wand. "You, take your wand and get out before I curse you as well." He threw the wand at the young red head and watched as she left the room, running to tell the other Gryffindors no doubt.
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So what did you think? I tried to update as soon as I could.
He isn't getting along with the Slytherins to well is he? With the exception of Blaise, of course. ^-^ I can't have him getting along with them all to quickly though.
Eh. I'll have them all get along eventually.
About the shirtless scene in the last chapter; don't worry. I doubt that will happen again. I simply put that because I had fallen in love with this fan art picture that was pretty much along the same lines except with different characters. ^^;
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