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The chapters are short and boring because I can't sit still long enough to write a long chapter. I'll try to spice it up some soon, but it's hard when I'm trying to introduce everything.
Chapter Three
"First Years, follow me!" The two Fifth Year Slytherin perfects lead the group of Third Years to a bare stone wall.
"See here. The password is 'emendatio', which is Latin for pure blood, since we all recognize that importance of blood purity. Now, after saying the password, you've got to trace your thumb over that little snake over here, like that," the male Perfect explain, while the female Perfect demonstrated how to open the Slytherin door, and then closed it.
"If it is your first time entering," he continued explaining, "you must cut your thumb before tracing the snake. It shows what type of blood you've got, too. Black for mudbloods, brown for those who are a quarter pure, bronze for half-halfs, silver for those with a half bold parent and a pureblood parent, and gold for a pureblood. It's like a scale. However, there ARE in betweens, and everyone gets a colour. I'm pureblood, so I got a gold flash. You'll see." "The gold flashes never get too bright though," adds the Perfect.
"Who wants to go first?"
"I'll go. I'd rather not get my blood mixed, after all." says Satirev before anyone could open their mouths.
As Satirev began walking up to the wall, the Perfect began to ask "Do you need…"
"No, I'm good" Satirev responds, as she cut her right thumb with her pinkie nail.
When Satirev finished tracing her thumb, there was a bright gold flash, temporarily blinding everyone.
"Oh, wow!" gushed the Perfect. "I've never seen a flash like that before. Most of the flashes are just so dull, even some of the gold ones! How'd you do it?"
"Who said I did anything?" asked Satirev with a smirk. "I am a child of magic after all; there isn't one drop of muggle in me."
"Well," started the Perfect hesitantly, afraid that Satirev had been offended and not wanting to further offend her, "Do you mind stepping through? We need to finish all the firsties before Professor Snape comes over."
"I'd like to watch the next entrances, thank you very much" replies Satirev as she stepped back and let the door close.
The other performances were boring, the gold flashes being quite dull compared to Satirev's, though still acceptable. The five or so golden flashes immediately banded together, and were envied.
Professor Snape entered just as the last entrances were finished, and called all the first years together to talk to them.
"We, as Slytherins, are often blamed for things that aren't our fault, and the other houses usually team up against us. Because of this, we must work together and stay as one. I don't care what petty rivalries you have, but they are to disappear when we leave this common room. No one will help us since we are Slytherins, so we must help ourselves" instructed Professor Snape.
"We will carry our heads with pride, and we will act like proper Slytherins. You will always be in your best behaviour, dress in your finest, and study diligently. I will protect you as best as I can, but I will not always be able to succeed. I will turn a blind eye when you care to retaliate, however I will not help those foolish enough to get caught," continued the Head-of-House.
"Also, I want everyone to group themselves into groups of four of the same gender. Private rooms are offered, but you must complete the paperwork and pay a sum. Until the paperwork is completed and the sum deposited, I cannot assign a private room to you. That is all. Any questions?"
Professor Snape waited for a minute, but when no questions came, he turned to leave.
"Father!" Professor Snape heard. He sighed.
"Yes?" he asked.
"I wish to speak to you."
"Meet me in my private rooms. I have a meeting with the Headmaster to attend to."
"Of course."