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3rd Person POV:
Shock heavily filled the room before the entire Slytherin House irrupted in applause.
While the other houses clapped politely as Hogwarts first exchange student from the States took her place among them.
Glancing at the Gryffindor table, she spotted her brother shaking his head in disbelief and disgust. What was his problem? Oh well she'd find out later,
"Hey!" nudged the familiar blond haired, blue eyed boy on her left. "Which Pure Blood Family are you from? Cause only Pureblood Witches and Wizards get sorted in here."
"And a few half-bloods too."
"Shut up Crabbe!" he hissed at the other boy who'd interrupted.
"So which is it?"
Taking a sip of Pumpkin Juice that she'd poured for herself. Rosalie swallowed and said "How about "Don't Know" for the people from whom I received my life's blood gave me up for adoption." Not sure whether to trust this kid or not.
The boy grumbled in disgust "Must be Blood Traitors then… Their sort after all would do something like that."
Rosalie had no idea what he was talking about but suspected it wasn't anything good. "Can we just…not talk about this?"
A smug grin broke out on the boy's face as he placed his arm around her shoulders "Too right, you are! Besides having been placed in our house, you've clearly chosen the winning side. Name's Malfoy…Draco Malfoy and this is Crabbe and Goyle," introducing himself and his two associates.
Barley resisting the urge to roll her eyes at the size of his ego, she said "Rosalie Young. Now can you Please remove your arm. I thought the British were supposed to be Gentleman?"
It was probably one of the few times in his life that Draco's cheeks were red with embarrassment then anger at himself.
He hadn't meant to come on so strongly.
But he also hadn't been able to take his eyes off her since before Prof. McGonagall called her name and she sat on the stool. She was very pretty and seemed to have a worthy air about her. Other than the fact that she'd been talking to Potter and Weasley. Now that she was in Slytherin that would soon change. She just needed to be around the right people and Draco would help her but first: manners.
"My apologizes, I did not mean to offend." He said once he obliged to the girl's simple request.
Rosalie merely shrugged it off saying "Thank you" as the feast was served and she dug in. Tasting a bit of everything in sight until she had her fill. Spending the rest of the time, watching people and studying the Great Hall's décor.
Until the Headmaster resumed his stand dismissing the house students and staff before wishing everyone a Good Night.
Their house "Perfect" (which is something like student body president) escorted the students to their dormitories. where their belonging had already been brought up or in Slytherin's case: Down. For their "house" was located in the dungeons of the castle.
Coming to halt at the huge life size portrait of an ancient wizard with a long graying beard. Dressed in sliver and green robes, stroking the serpent that was perched on his shoulders: "Salazar Slytherin" or so the title under it read.
Slytherin's Perfect said two words: "Pure Blood" and the frame swung aside to reveal a tunnel.
"Come on in Everyone, follow me" he instructed as the rest entered after in single file.
On the other side of the tunnel was an enormous common room with a fireplace and black sofas matching the house colored walls: Silver and Green.
With everybody now accounted for, the Perfect spoke again. "Please have a seat and wait here, First years. Our head of the house would like a word with you. Everyone else - go to your assigned quarters until orientation is over."
The First years didn't have to wait long.
Not even five minutes after the House Perfect left them. The same ebony haired, long nosed man that Rosalie had studied earlier in the Great Hall made an entrance before them with his long black robes flowing out behind him like bat wings.
Not smiling at all, he then addressed them with the utter most seriousness.
"Welcome to Slytherin – I am Professor Snape, the Potions master and more importantly the Headof your new house.
Now listen up:
The Sorting Hat chose you primarily for your Cunning and Ambitious talents.
There are those outside of your house that do not share your gifts. Some of them are envious. Others are fearful given many of your family's reputation.
In the Past and Present, students from the other houses have been known to target and humiliate young snakes such as yourselves. Which is why outside of this so called Sanctuary you're in now.
You act as One: You are to look out for one another. Whether you get along or not. If you see anything suspicious, be sure to report it to me…."
He trailed off as his eyes met Rosalie's, for a moment he just stared at her with the faintest look of longing? "Miss Potter it is a surprise and an honor to find you staying among us."
She bashfully raised her hand, silently asking permission to speak. Shocking the most of the group, the professor didn't seem to be all that inviting.
Once she received his nod to continue she said,
"Thank you for that warm welcoming acknowledgement Professor but My name isn't "Potter," it's "Young" actually."