She wasn't allowed to attend the feast, or the first assembly. Instead, she was lead into a room, presumably one of the teacher's offices. She sat awkwardly in one of the chairs, now beginning to feel nervous. She sat, shivering although she was warm in her witch's robes, and despite the big and bright fire burning in the room. The chair was made of a soft and lumpy material, yet was still cozy, and she allowed herself to sink into it, and relax. As a wave of tiredness washed over her, she closed her eyes, and leant her head back against the headrest. Before she knew it, she was asleep.
She awoke to a gentle shaking, that was getting steadily firmer. As she opened her eyes, she looked up to see an elderly, yet young looking woman looking at her. "My name is Professor Sprout," she said. "If you'll come with me, I'll take you to your room. You're going to be in my house, for a week. The headmaster decided it." she followed her from the office she had been in, and back into the entrance hall. Upon reaching here she led her through a door beside the main stairs. She followed her down a long and brightly lit corridor, until they came to a painting. Here, Professor Sprout turned to Kara, "this is the entrance to Hufflepuff Common Room." She spoke to the painting, a password, and it swung open, revealing a warm and cozy looking room. Few people still sat up, and those that did must have at least been fifth years. They all started upon seeing their head of house walk in. As Professor Sprout walked over to one of the older girls, Kara used the opportunity to look around. The room was homely, and she instantly felt at ease. When Professor Sprout again came over to her, she was looking at the ceiling, noting that it was quite low.
She didn't here the professor talking to her, "Kara? Kara? Come, I will take you to your room. Follow me." She swept up some stairs and as Kara followed her, she felt the yes of the others in the common room on her.
Professor Sprout led her into a room, in which a few other beds were. There was one empty. "You'll sleep here whilst you are staying. You'll get your timetable in the morning. Sleep well," and she left the room again.
Kara settled into Hufflepuff quite quickly, finding herself at ease with the people around her. But she found that they were not challenging, they seemed to be sweet and kind people, but not the right sort of people. A few, mainly in the year above, were slightly pompous. And then there was the one girl in her year who was slightly insane; they called her "Loony" Lovegood, which she thought was quite mean.
The week passed quickly, in a flash she knew she didn't belong in Hufflepuff, and when she was called to see Professor Sprout, it was obvious that the professor also knew this. Her next stop was to be Ravenclaw.
Again she spent a week in Ravenclaw, and felt that her intellect and intelligence was equaled and excelled by many in it. She found herself enjoying her time there, but not wishing to stay. Kara once again went to see her current head of house, and he told her that her time was up, "I hope you might come back to us." She just smiled. She was passed onto the next head of year, and was instantly shocked by the change in reception, for the other two houses had been welcoming. This was not. It would be a challenge.
Her head of year greeted her with an icy voice, "I know who you are. And I wont tolerate any bad news in my house. You will do according to your elders and betters. You will listen to them, and treat them with respect. If not, you will be punished."
She gulped.
"Oh, and welcome to Slytherin."
She grimaced as she entered my new common room. The walls were bare and dank, and the room still had a certain chill to it, despite the fire. The inhabitants became silent when she walked in, and it was only when one of them stood up to walk over to her that they began to whisper.
The boy walked over to her, tall and blonde, he looked majestic in his school robes, "So you're the one that everyone is talking about?"
"Ummmm…I don't know?"
"The one who can't stay in more than one house for a week?"
"Oh, yeah that's me."
"You're not very outspoken are you?"
"No. I keep my thoughts to myself."
"Hmmmm…strange…you seem familiar. And yet cool," he turned to the staring housemates, "she's fine. Go back to your work. My name is Draco Malfoy," he held out his hand for me.
"Kara," she took it.
"Kara?"
"Just Kara."
He looked bewildered.
A/N…SORRY…but im gonna have to go into first person. Too hard trying to write in third.
I enjoyed my time with the Slytherins, fitting right in with the motley lot. I spent most of my spare time with Draco, and they all said that I fancied him, which I didn't. He liked me. He would follow me around, and occasionally we would spend time alone. But nothing more.
I enjoyed my lessons, soon excelling in most, thanks to my prior knowledge. The teachers didn't seem to mind me, and other than Remus, they all treated me well. He though it would be ok to treat me with contempt. Typical man.
The week ended all too quickly for me, but they all thought I would be back. I did too. Only one house left. Gryffindor.