All right… I wrote chapter 5 whilst I was in probation, stuck in a middle of a few hurricanes, and being grounded from the Internet. Alrighty now… let's get started

Chapter 5- Not being very Slytherin-Like and Midnight letters

"A Slytherin! A bloody Slytherin! How the bloody hell did she becomes a bloody Slytherin!" Ron continued to pace around the Boys' Dorm as they prepared to go to bed.

"You haven't known Jamie that long, Ron," Harry said as he prepared for bed. "There might be something about her that gave her that Slytherin quality."

"Maybe she killed someone… people from the states, wizards and Muggles alike, tend to do stuff like that," Seamus suggested.

"But what am I gonna do now?" Ron lay on his bed. "Since I can't tell her during class, and she's not a Gryffindor. How can I tell her?"

"What about Pig?" Neville suggested. "He can fit through those small holes in the dungeons to reach the Slytherin's common room, can he?" Ron then faced his attention towards the annoying little bird flying up and down in his cage.

"It might work, if Pig didn't make as much noise, broke things every time he flew, knew his way through the bloody castle…" Ron was going to continue for Harry interrupted his friend.

"Who knows unless you give him a chance."

"Alright. But if this bird gives this note to the wrong person," Ron began pointing his finger threatingly at his roommates, "one of you is going to pay big." Ron took out a piece of parchment and a quill and began to write on it quickly. The grabbed his tiny owl out his cage and quickly wrapped the letter around his leg.

"Take it to Jamie Sprits in the Slytherin domain," Ron said it slowly enough for Pig to understand. "This is very important. Don't. Screw. Up." The owl nodded his head as if he understood his owner and flew straight out through the crack in the door.

Pig flew down the stairs and out an open window of the Gryffindor tower. He flapped furiously through the wind and around the castle until he saw a large crack at the ground of the castle's moat. (Geez, there are a lot of cracks in the castle… must be very old…) Pig's excitement grew bigger as he continued through the crack and was in the dungeon. The tiny owl got lost in the maze-of-a-dungeon for at least ten minutes until he stumbled upon Malfoy and his large lackeys trailing close behind him. Silently as he could, Pig decided to follow the three so he could figure out how to get to the Slytherin common room.

"Crabbe, Goyle, go back to the common room and… just do something else," Draco demanded. "I need some alone time for a while."

"Alright," Goyle answered.

"See you in the morning then," Crabbe grunted as they turned around and went to the left of the nearest hallway. Pig tweeted happily, but silently, and followed Draco's goonies. He kept on their trail until the two stopped in front of a large statue.

"Snake's Skin," Crabbe and Goyle said together. The statue began to move revealing a large door. Pig tweeted loudly and flew past the large dobes.

"Hey!" Crabbe yelled as he and Goyle began to chase after the bird down towards the Slytherin common room. "That's the Weasley's bird!" Pig began to flap his wings faster as he flew through the large green and silver room. Other Slytherins watched in amusement as Crabbe and Goyle attempted to catch the bird. Others ignored the situation and continued to do whatever they were doing.

…Among those others were Jamie.

Pig spotted the American learning how to play Wizard's chess with 6th year Blaise. Jamie stared at the broad while Blaise was boredly watching Crabbe and Goyle catch Pig.

"I've only played Muggle chess in Alabama. So if they end up on the same square, the stronger one would break the weaker one into the pieces?" Jamie questions.

"Yep," Blaise answers, watching Pig dodge Crabbe's grubby hands. Jamie's eyes narrowed at the black-haired teen, she leaned forward and asks,

"How do they get back together to play another game then, huh?" Before was question could be answered, Pig spotted Jamie and flew straight into her black skullcap. Then, Crabbe and Goyle jumped to catch the bird, only to land the little girl. They tried to snatch the cap off of Jamie's head, but she maintained her hat on and pulled herself out of the dog pile. She rose back on her other two feet and took the hat off and held it like a bag.

"WHAT THE HELL!" Jamie's voice echoed throughout the common room. Everyone and everything fell silent and turned their attention towards her. Pig finally fought his way out of the wool bag and sat on top of Jamie's head. "You guys almost killed me, for this!" Jamie pointed at Pig, who tweeted happily.

"That's a Gryffindor owl! It doesn't even belong here!" Goyle pointed his large finger at Pig. Most Slytherins gasped in shock. "To make it even worse, it's Weasley's bird!" They gasped even louder.

"Oh right… the house rivalry thing…" Jamie scratched her head. Pig shook the piece of parchment attached to his leg and began to fly out of the Slytherin's domain, which Crabbe and Goyle left open. Jamie unrolled the letter and read it quickly. She looked up and noticed that everyone was staring at her.

"Well?" a random 5th year Slytherin asks.

"It's from my brother," Jamie told her audience. "And everything else is non of your business." Jamie left the common room and went straight to where she was sleeping.

Pansy Parkinson decided to follow her to her room, which was in the same one. She walked in and noticed Jamie has already changed into her pajamas and jumping into the bed, still reading the letter attentively.

"So," Pansy began to strike up a conversation, "that song on the train. I have to admit that it was quite funny."

"Uh huh…" Jamie replied not really paying attention.

"It's all under the bridge now. Let's just become friends," Pansy continued as she prepared for bed.

"Uh huh…"

"Are you even paying attention to me!" Jamie looked up from her letter.

"Oh, I didn't know you were in here." Pansy just huffed at her and jumped in bed.

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The morning of the first day of classes, Ginny walked with her brother, Harry, and Hermione towards the Great Hall for breakfast. They met up with Coby and they went to their House tables. Ginny wasn't listening to the trio's conversation; she was looking for a certain blonde Slytherin to enter for breakfast. As if in cue, Draco, Jamie, and his goons, Crabbe and Goyle walked in and sat with the rest of the Slytherins. Draco noticed the redhead and flashed a quick smile before sitting down.

"Ginny!" Ron called her name for the fifth time. "Are you even hearing me?"

"What did you say?" Ginny asks, now paying attention.

"I asked you what classes you have today." Ginny looked at her brother questioningly. She didn't even notice that her class schedule is sitting on top of her biscuits and eggs. She grinned sheepishly and unfolded her letter.

"I have Potions with Ravenclaw, Herbology with Slytherin, and Charms with Ravenclaw again."

"You know, I'm actually glad for once that we have six classes with Slytherin this week," Ron commented. "Because now, there's a Slytherin we all can finally bare to stay in class with."

"I don't mean to be rude, Ron," Hermione replied, "but what makes you so sure that Jamie is going to like you? When we met up with her in Diagon Alley that day, she barely uttered a word to her."

"That's kind of true, mate," Harry agreed with Hermione.

"I know, I know. But think about this: if Slytherin's in all these classes this year, I'll have plenty of chances to ask her to the Yule Ball this year." Ron took a huge bite out of his biscuit. "Besides Hermione, who are YOU going to ask out huh? Coby perhaps?"

Hermione blushed at the mention of Coby.

"Well… um… if he asks first… I mean… well…" Hermione stuttered. This conversation was making Harry's face turn red with rage. Soon enough, Pig flew around the Great Hall and landed in front of Ginny. He dropped a small piece of parchment from his mouth and flew towards Ron.

"She wrote back!" He detached the other letter from his owl's leg and began to unroll it. He began reading silently.

"Who wrote back?" Hermione asks.

"He decided to write to Jamie last night," Neville answered. Hermione just rolled her eyes.

"Who wrote to you, Gin?" Harry asks the redhead sitting across from him.

"Nobody you'd know," Ginny replied as she quickly placed the note in her pocket.

Meanwhile at the Slytherin's table, Draco and Pansy, whom was 4 people down from the blonde, were glaring down Jamie, whom was sitting on the other side of the table with Crabbe and Goyle eating and reading her schedule.

"Would you guys please stop staring at me before someone gets kicked?" Jamie requests boredly as she gulped down her pumpkin juice. She decided to look up at the two and saw that they were angry. "What'd I do?"

"You know bloody damn well you know what you did," Draco said as calm as possible. "Tell me what everything you did up to this point."

"Hn… from all I remember… I learned how to talk before I walked…"

"Since you woke up this morning," he said impatiently.

"Well… I woke up… put on this uniform… did my hair… walked out of the dungeons… said 'Wazzup' to a dude in Hufflepuff I presume… that's the house with the yellow, yes?"

"That's it! That's it right there! You greeted a Hufflepuff!"

"That's very Un-Slytherin-like," Goyle added with a mouthful of toast and eggs.

"…I wasn't supposed to do that…?"

"No! You're a Slytherin! Slytherins do not associate with anyone but Slytherin."

"So I can't talk to Coby or anyone but you three goobers!"

"Just… do in secret or something," Draco whispered quietly. Jamie gave him an odd expression before giving him a slight nod. "Well, since I'm the captain of the Slytherin team this year," Draco decided to change the subject," all I need to find are two Chasers and a Keeper."

"You're gonna try out, Jamie?" Crabbe gazes at the black-haired girl.

"H to da Hell no!" Jamie said. "I can't play Quidditch. I tried out for every place on the team except for Keeper." Jamie took a sip of her pumpkin juice. "Besides, I might not have time to tryout." A few people down the table, Pansy was glaring at Jamie with pure hate.

"Who does she think is?" Pansy growled under her breath.

"Who?" Millicent asks while eating her breakfast. "You mean Jamie?"

"This'll shut her American mouth…" Pansy picked up the largest apple near her and chunked it at the American-born student. Jamie wasn't looking at the object coming towards her head at such speed, but she caught the apple with ease. She looked in the direction of where the apple came from and glared down the table.

"Who the hell threw this!" Jamie demanded. First-years were startled at the exclamation while the older students placed their heads down. "To whomever threw this, YOU COULD HAVE POKED AN EYE OUT!" She sat back down in her seat and noticed that Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle were staring at her in amazement. "Will you please stop staring…"

"Quidditch pitch," Draco said, "Friday at sunset."

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Hn… took me a while… and barely made 6 pages… well.. I hope you guys will review… or at least read til the end