Damn it! are the first words of Raven this morning. She grumbles as the pain in her head subsides, she looks up at the bed above hers with which she had just made contact. The dorms at Hogwarts were so small and cramped, up to fifty people slept in one room. Except of course Slytherin, the headmaster Malfoy was more than generous to his old house. She moved across to a large and old mirror, and tried in vain to flatten out her short scruffy light brown hair. After a few minutes of that she got bored and donned her worn out robes.
They shouldn't be worn out she thought to herself first years ought to get new robes. But the rules at Hogwarts had changed in the fifteen years Voldermort had charge of the school, and Raven didn't have the money to buy new robes. The only reason he had kept the school open was because this way he could pick out any students who showed talent or would be trouble. All of the teachers had joined Voldermort, fled or had been murdered by the death eaters.
Before she sat down to doing her overdue homework, she looked in the mirror at herself. A tall, gangly stick figure looked back, the only nice part about her was her eyes; a beautiful deep aqua. So she made sure they weren't hidden beneath her fringe. Raven sat down at a desk and worked at trying to make a feather levitate, she went through ten feathers before she had perfected it, seven of them she had set alight herself in aggravation. She sighed deeply, she wasn't very talented when it came to magic. The only thing she had been good at in the orphanage was computers; of course the one thing you would never find at Hogwarts.
By the time she had done her two essays and at least tried to perfect the spells she learnt the previous day, the rest of the school started to wake up. And Raven was left to contemplate who would give her the detention today and what would it be for.