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Author's note: These - *Evelyn* - mean telepathy
*FLASHBACK*
"Nice meeting you all too! Bye!" Evelyn and I walked back to our compartments.
*END FLASHBACK*
Soon after returning to our compartment, the train stopped and we got off onto this huge platform. Standing on this platform was a huge man. Really, he's hard to miss even to a blind person. You cannot miss him. Really. You can't.
"Hey, so what house do you think we are going to get…" and I didn't have the time to finish my sentence as I heard, and felt, a smack and a crash. Evelyn and I, of course, smashed right into this giant like the klutzes we are.
"Oh, why hello there little ones. No broken bones I expect? Good. Now up you go and off to the castle you go" he said as he helped us both up.
"Sorry" we both said sheepishly. Really, this was quite embarrassing.
"Don't worry about it. Happens all the time" he laughed.
*Evelyn and I* - How!? –
"Are you two the new fifth year students transferin' frum Beaubaton?" he asked in a thick accent.
"Yes, we are. I'm Anastasia, and this is Evelyn." I responded
"Alighty then. Pleased to meet yer' both. Now, off to the boat yer' go now! Ye don't wanna miss 'em!"
We scurried off towards the other first years getting into the boats that would take us to Hogwarts.
*Anastasia* - Nice going genius –
*Evelyn* - Hey, last time I checked, you ran into him too. What happened? Vampire super vision fail you? –
*Anastasia* - Quiet you. -
On that boat ride, Evelyn and I decided to discuss which house we wanted to be in.
*Evelyn* - I think I'll be in Slytherin! -
*Anastasia* - How do you figure? You may be conniving, but I don't know if you are really that cold. -
*Evelyn* - Doesn't matter. We'll let the hat decide that. You do know your parents wanted you in Slytherin… so what are you going to do if you aren't? -
*Anastasia* - Yeah, really? You serious? Don't you think I know that? To top off all the pressure to get into Slytherin, they bound me to Erik. And we all know that Erik does what mommy and daddy tell him to do. –
Evelyn's eyes widened like saucers. Being bound to someone was one of the worst punishments imaginable. Being bound meant feeling another person's emotions, regardless of whether or not you want to. If they feel anger, you feel anger and pain, as the mark that binds you burns. Lust will obviously not burn you, but rather make you feel uncontrollably… well, horny.
*Evelyn* - Stazie! They told you that next time you defied them they would punish you severely. You have been abusing their trust. I hate to say this, but they warned you. You should have listened, and you should have told me! –
*Anastasia* - Well, forgive my silence, but I didn't want to be judged, like I am right now. –
*Evelyn* - Sorry. I know you don't need this right now. I'm here for you though. But… could I… -
*Anastasia* - See it? Haha, sure. – I moved my robe aside and lifted my shirt to show her the tattoo my parents oh-so lovingly used to bind me to Erik. It was still a bit swollen and red, but still healing. She couldn't see it very well because it was so dark.
*Evelyn* - Ouch! Can't really see it, so you'll have to show me when we get to our dorms… but you know, this wouldn't have happened if you had just listened. -
*Anastasia* - Shut up! Urgh! Everytime I get into trouble, it's with you! -
*Evelyn* - Oh yeah… Well, at least we have fun! And you love me anyways! -
We stopped arguing when the boat hit solid ground. I gave Evelyn my best angry eyes, which are pretty good if I do say so myself. We both laughed at each other, while a few people looked at us as if saying "are they insane?"
We all walked up to the castle and got in front of the Great Hall doors when this old hag came to us and told us to go in and to the front, then wait until we were called... and then I zoned out. Evelyn hit me lightly in the ribs and told me to stop because my eyes were turning pink. We both haven't figured out why that happens unconsciously, nor the reason for the color, it just happens.
A whole bunch of names were called until finally, mine was called.
"Anastasia Lareigne!"
The old lady motioned for me to sit on the gross old looking stool and put that disgusting old hat on my head. Oh gross.
*Hat* - Ah! This is different. You are a very powerful one indeed... Very strong, but short tempered. Oh, what is this? A vampire! How delightful! So much potential and suppressed power! Curious...very curious indeed. A pureblood as well...ah, your highness. Not Ravenclaw, or Hufflepuff...
*Anastasia* - Great, a talking hat knows I'm the heir to the throne. Smashing. -
"Better be...!" said the hat. At this point, my nerves are fried. Fear of being in any house but Slytherin coursing through my mind. The punishment for anything but that was too severe to think of.
*Anastasia* - Oh god. –
"SLYTHERIN!" the hat exclaimed as everyone from Slytherin cheered and waved at me.
*Hat* - And don't worry, your secrets are safe with me my dear. –
"Thanks." I whispered to the hat with a smile on my face.
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