I don't really have anything to say about this chapter. It's just kinda short, but I didn't want to continue it and make it too long. Also. I don't own anything Harry Potter related except for most of the events that happen in this story and my OC's. Yeah. Well that's it.

I woke up to Kyle roughly shaking my arm. I reluctantly opened my eyes to see him standing over me speaking in a hushed whisper, "Check it out! Someone brought whipped cream from home!" He pointed to the bed next to me that held the only boy still sleeping. Three other boys surrounded him.

Kyle pulled my arm, and I unenthusiastically let him pull me from my warm bed. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes as we joined the three others. The boy that seemed to be the leader of the group popped the cap off of the whipped cream canister. "Ready?" He whispered. Everyone nodded except for me, who was still half asleep.

The leader of the group squirted the cream thickly onto the sleeping boy's open and outstretched hand. He nodded to another boy who was kneeling next to the sleeping boy's head with a quill in hand. The boy with the quill swiped it across the boy's nose a few times.

The boy stirred in his sleep and swiped his whipped cream covered hand across his face. The rest of us tried to maintain our composure, but we failed as the sleeping boy took a deep breath and sucked in cream through his nose. He sputtered and sat up quickly in his bed.

The five of us roared with laughter as the boy saw the cream sliding down his face and into his lap. He gave an annoyed grunt and ran into the dormitory bathroom.

The mastermind behind the whipped cream charade set the canister in one of the nightstands and dried the corners of his eyes with his sleeve. He had curly blonde hair and eyes that were a mix of green and hazel.

The blonde headed boy made his way over to me. He took my hand and shook it as he introduced himself. "I'm Austin King. Nothing like an old muggle trick from the muggleborn to break the tension between roommates!"

My jaw dropped involuntarily. "You're a muggleborn?" I exclaimed before I could stop myself.

Luckily for me, Austin wasn't the least bit offended. "Yeah, I know it's unlikely for a Slytherin to be a muggleborn, but I've heard that blood status doesn't matter so much anymore thanks to good old Harry Potter. Sorry, what was your name again?"

I sighed knowing that my name might change their view of me. "Albus Potter."

Before they could process my answer, Kyle draped his arm over my shoulder and said, "Kyle Zabini." Holding out his hand for Austin to shake.

Austin was unfazed and ignored Kyle's outstretched hand. "Bloody hell mate! Now that you mention it, you look just like him!" Kyle cleared his throat obnoxiously trying to help direct the attention away from me. (Thank Merlin)

"Oh sorry. I'm sure you get that a lot."

"It's fine. I'm used to the freaking out."

"Cool." He pointed to the boy on his right. He had warm brown eyes and wavy brown hair. "This is Riley Davis." Riley gave a shy little nod to Kyle and me.

Austin pointed to his other side. "And this is Ethan Clearwater."

"Oh. Are you Penelope's son?" I asked.

"No. I'm her younger brother's kid. She's my aunt. If I was her son, my last name would be different." Ethan replied.

"Oh, duh." I replied dumbly then asked, "Hey Austin, who was that guy, and why did you prank him?"

Austin rolled his eyes. "His name's Emmett Harper, and he's a total git. All he seems to care about is blood status. He called me a mudblood on the train."

"Did you punch him in the face?"

"What?" Austin asked clearly confused.

I shrugged. "It's what my aunt Hermione would have done."

"Oh. Well, no. I thought this would be more satisfying." He answered.

Kyle nudged me in the ribs. "Well, we should probably get down to breakfast. See the world. Meet new people. You know, that kind of stuff."

"Uh. Sure. We can go find Scorpius and make sure my brother hasn't killed him yet."

Kyle raised his eyebrows at me, not knowing or having the slightest idea why my brother would be plotting Scorpius's untimely demise. He eventually shrugged and began to get dressed.

As I pulled a fresh shirt over my head, thoughts were spinning around in my head. I began to wonder what "whipped cream boy" was still doing in the bathroom. I decided to go check on him.

I knocked lightly on the door to the dorm bathroom not expecting it to swing open at the small amount of force.

"What do you want?" A voice growled from the sink. His knuckles were white from grasping the edge of the counter. I had a feeling this guy was not someone that you wanted to piss off. Now I was feeling bad for Austin. Emmett was obviously planning his revenge.

"I just wanted to check on you. You've been in here for a while." I said as pleasantly as I could manage.

"Is everyone still out there?" Emmett said peering at the door out of the corner of his eye.

"Er. Yeah, I think so. Kyle and I were just about to leave though."

"I'm not coming out until that mudblood is gone."

"Look, don't call him that."

Emmett looked at me for the first time to give me an icy stare and realized immediately who I was. "Huh. I guess I'm not surprised. You must just love him what with your aunt and grandmother both being mudbloods."

Anger flared inside me. "Watch it. Start talking about my family like that and you'll have a whole gang of angry Weasley cousins on your case."

"Whatever. Just leave me alone." He shrugged.

"Gladly," I said slamming the door hard.

Kyle was waiting for me and he raised his eyebrows. "Fiesty. I like it."

I rolled my eyes deciding that Kyle must like sarcasm a little too much. I added mocking people to my mental list of things he liked to do as he imitated my door slam on the door leading to the common room.

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