Chapter 2

A/N: hope it is worth the try. If anyone finds out about this, please let all your friends know because this is fun

Pansy sat sipping her pumpkin juice and mentally went over the happenings of the past hour.

She left the train with all the other students and followed the half giant to the lake. She got in a boat with two other girls, Selly Mayweather and Lisa du Pont. They walked to the Great Hall and felt the great sting of all eyes on them. Prof. Dumbledore stood to talk and Pansy's attention was immediately attracted to Draco Malfoy as he started to insult the teacher, away from earshot.

"Old man, he should have retired years ago. He doesn't even know the difference between mudbloods and real wizards." His voice was low but Pansy was near enough to hear. The stupid old hat was singing now and his voice was irritating to Pansy. She tilted her head down and closed her ears to stop her from hearing anything. When she looked up again Prof. McGonigall was reading out the names.

"Susan Bourns…" – "Hufflepuff!" the hat called. Pansy looked around her and only caught ear of the ceremony from time to time.

"Lisa du Pont," – "Ravenclaw!" Damn! Pansy thought, she really liked that girl.

"Hermione Granger," – "Gryffindor!" Pansy looked at the girl with bushy hair and a nervous look on her face.

"Draco Malfoy," Pansy watched the blond boy walk up to the hat. "Slytherin!" the hat said without touching Draco's head.

"Pansilla Parkinson" the older Slytherin's hushed after her name was spoken but only briefly – and could only be heard if you were waiting for it. She walked up to the stool and sat down. "Slytherin!" the hat called out and the Slytherin table cheered especially loud. She jumped off the stool, delighted to be out of the limelight. She sat down next to Draco Malfoy and let out a sigh of relieve. Just then the hall went silent after the name "Harry Potter" was called out. Pansy watched intently as the dark haired boy sat down on the stool. Draco became annoyed and turned his attention to Pansy. He was studying her so keenly that if she saw him she would have snapped at him. She turned to him and he looked away.

"What!" she snapped inaudibly as if she had indeed seen him.

"Ronald Weasley," – "Gryffindor!" again Draco was annoyed. Pansy saw this and put her hand in his face to stop him from staring at her again. A few more names were called out until the eating started. Pansy talked to Draco and his friends – Crabbe and Goyle.

After the feast Lana Fillyn – a Slytherin prefect – led the first years to the dungeons. And their common room.

When Pansy entered the big common room she stopped to look. Draco stopped behind her and spoke.

"Cool, isn't it. Welcome home Parkinson."

She looked at him a bit exasperated but couldn't help returning his grin.

"Come Parkinson," Scully was suddenly standing next to Pansy, grabbed her arm and led her to a sofa.

'Draco…" she said and tried to grab Draco's robe.

"Yes, come Malfoy" Scully stopped and motioned for Draco to follow.

"Congratulations on making Slytherin, Parkinson. Then again it was inevitable." An already seated boy said.

"This is Fillyn…" Scully quickly said as he pointed to the speaker, "Malfoy, and Parkinson" he introduced to all the other's seated around the fire. The older students nodded and made space for the newcomers to sit.

"Why did you say it was inevitable that I came to Slytherin, while I just as easily could have gone to any other house?" Pansy enquired as she was handed a bottle of drink.

"You're a Parkinson, every Parkinson in history has been in Slytherin" Scully answered the question that had actually been directed to Fillyn.

Pansy looked at him angrily.

"My name does not define me, Scully"

"How so?" he replied.

"Well… I am not a slut," she said matter-of-factly. Draco spat out the contents in is mouth and stared at her. Pansy looked at Draco quickly and then at Scully. He had a grin on his face that she wanted to slap off.

"How I could resent that," he said with his grin ever growing.

"You should!" she shot at him. His face fell, shocked. Fillyn chuckled and stood up.

" I love this girl, can we keep her?" Fillyn said, "say something funny, please Ace."

She looked at him and shook her head when she realized he called her Ace.

She took her first sip of the drink in her hand and noticed why Draco had spit his out. It was a very strong mixture of alcohol. She swallowed it – being use to alcohol slipped in her drink.

"Smooth," she said and threw the bottle out in a pot plant.

Fillyn chuckled again and gave her the impression that he was already drunk.

"Playtime is over kids, time for bed." Prefect Fillyn interrupted.

"Play with us" Scully said playfully and licked his lips.

"Sure! You'd like that wouldn't you?" she said with sarcasm dripping with every word.

"Go throw yourself over a bridge Lana," Fillyn snapped, "We're just having fun."

"I couldn't care less about what you are doing, Chris. It's bedtime for first years and you're slowly killing two of them." She motioned to Pansy and Draco. Lana Fillyn took Pansy by her wrist and dragged her to her feet.

"Come girl, bedtime. You two boy, now!" Lana said as she took Pansy to the stairs.

"Yes mother" Draco spat as he too stood up and walked to his dorm.

"Night, Ace – night Malfoy" Scully and Fillyn called up the stairs. Pansy threw them one more glance before she lost complete sight of them.

The next morning Pansy got dressed and walked to the Great Hall. There she walked past Scully and Fillyn as they sat talking.

"Good morning guys" she chirped as she stood behind Fillyn. He grunted and looked at her. His eyes where blood shot.

"Not so far." Fillyn mumbled. Pansy sat down next to him and watched as he dropped his head to the table.

"First years, get your timetable here" Lana called from behind them. Fillyn grunted again and sat up. "First year's timetables here" she called again.

"Throw something sharp at her please," Fillyn snapped in her direction. She glared at him and walked on.

"What's with Fillyn?" Draco came asked.

"Hangover!" Pansy and Scully said together.

"Hangover?" Draco repeated.

"Shush, not so loud, someone might hear," Pansy whispered. Draco shrugged and walked away.

"Do we have to have class at this ungodly hour?" Fillyn said as he and Scully walked Pansy to her first class.

"Excuse me?" Pansy frowned.

"Fillyn has a thing about the sun," Scully answered.

"It's too bright, it makes children laugh and have fun. It's a bloody nightmare." Fillyn declared.

Pansy laughed and when Fillyn glared at her she shut up.

"Well it's only nine o'clock." She pointed out, receiving another grunt from him.

"God, it's early"

"I should think so," she smiled at he pain in his face, "hey, where is Malfoy?"

She turned around to look for him and soon enough he showed up behind her.

They were nearing their classroom and started walking slower.

"You were a child once yourself, you know." Pansy said as they came to a stop.

"One I'd rather not relive, thank you very much." Fillyn argued. He stepped backwards and started greeting them. Before he walked away Pansy threw him one last understanding look and stepped into the class. Then she heard one more "god it's early" coming from the hallway.

(A/N: this is it for now. I know it is still a bit boring but the action will soon come. Please be patient with me.)