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"First years follow me!", a tall, platinum blonde boy yelled across the crowd.

Severus hadn't said a word to Aerwyna throughout the whole feast. Now he went by her side, his gaze glued to the floor.

"It's not like she's out of the world, Sevvie", she nudged him.

"Don't you understand? We are in Slytherin, she's in Gryffindor! We are supposed to be enemies!", he blurted out.

"Just because you are supposed to do something, that doesn't mean you can't decide differently", she mumbled.

They were right behind the prefect, who was leading the way to their common room, when someone hurried over to Aerwyna and patted her back. She turned and recognized the blonde girl from the train.

"Well done", the girl grinned at her.

"What?", Aerwyna was confused.

"You made it into Slytherin. Whatever you may have heard of the house, we always stick together, so if there's someone, who causes trouble or keeps annoying you, you can always come to me", she sounded quite sincere.

"I don't understand. Just a few hours ago, you told me, that you would make my life hell!", Aerwyna stared at her.

"But she didn't know your house by then", the prefect turned and was walking backwards now.

"Since second grade Narcissa picks a first year to bully throughout the school year", he laughed, "My name is Lucius Malfoy by the way."

"That's the only way to relax for me", the blonde girl smirked.

"Really? The only way?", the prefect winked at her.

Aerwyna and Severus exchanged looks.

The Slytherin common room was located in the dungeons, the entrance behind a part of the stone wall that looked like any other.

"The password is Phineas", Lucius told the first years.

The wall parted to reveal the entrance and let them in.
Green was obviously the dominating colour of their common room. It was cool, distant.
The furniture was straight-lined and dark.

"The boy's dormitories are on the left- follow those stairs down, the girl's dormitories are right here at the front also downstairs", Lucius explained.

Aerwyna waved Severus good night, but he didn't even look at her. She scowled.

She arrived with the other three girls in the dormitory to see each of their trunks in front of one of the beds. Although they were most certainly below ground level, there was a large window opposite the entrance door. The stars sparkled at them, but Aerwyna didn't feel comforted at the sight. She felt her stomach turn.
Without a word to the others she went towards her trunk and pushed it open with her foot.

Just when she had grabbed her pyjamas a voice behind her rung out:
"My whole family had been in Slytherin, that's how I know, that the common room is located right beneath the lake."

Aerwyna turned to look at the girl, who had just spoken.
She was the tallest of them, with light brown, short hair. She seemed quite stuck-up.

The girl noticed her looking at them and said: "Hey you, what's your name?"

The scowl returned to Aerwyna's face: "Aerwyna Rivers."

But the girl surprised her. She walked over and stretched her hand out towards her, smiling quite warmly: "I am Imogen Boid."

Aerwyna let the scowl drop and grabbed her hand to shake it.
The other two girls had approached them, similar smiles plastered on their faces.

As Aerwyna looked at them, she noticed some more similarities in their features, although the left one's hair was dirty blonde, while the right one's hair was the colour of mahogany.

The right one was the first to speak: "My name is Twyla Clarks and that's my sister Joline."

She grabbed Aerwyna's hand, her smile grew a little wider.
Joline was shorter than her sister, even shorter than Aerwyna.

Each of them changed into their pyjamas and got into their beds.

"Aerwyna?", Imogen called; she occupied the bed right beside Aerwyna's.

"Um hmm?", Aerwyna answered suppressing a yawn.

"What's your family history?", the girl didn't seem too nosy, just curious.

"My father was a Ravenclaw", Aerwyna looked over at her.

Joline and Twyla were both supporting their heads on their hands, following the conversation.

"And your mother?", Imogen pressed her.

Aerwyna hesitated, then answered: "I don't talk about my mother."

The dormitory was silent for a moment. Aerwyna didn't really care, but turned onto her side and closed her eyes. She could hear the others whisper for a while until she drifted off to sleep.


The next morning she woke before the others and rushed into the bathroom to shower and brush her teeth. Afterwards she found herself in the common room, that was rather empty, except for some older students. She considered waiting for Severus, but then she remembered his attitude last evening towards her and decided to try her luck and search for the great hall and have breakfast.

She made her way through the stone wall and then towards the stairs, that led up. She was walking slowly, because she guessed, that she had plenty of time as there was still nobody else in sight and she didn't want to get lost on her first day on the way to breakfast.

It took her about twenty minutes to reach the Great Hall.
The first few steps towards the table, she was walking with her head down, avoiding to catch a stranger's eye.

Suddenly a thought hit her like lightning and she stopped in midstride.
Do you want to spend your live in the back ground, in the shadows and never let go?

She lifted her chin slowly and let her gaze travel.
The sunlight was bright as only a few clouds wandered across the sky.
A small smile crept onto Aerwyna's face.

There were about ten other students at the Slytherin's table.
She took a seat near a boy with strawberry blonde hair she hadn't seen the day before.
As she poured herself a glass of pumpkin juice, she caught a glimpse of his head moving.

"Hi", he said and smiled at her.

"Hi", she answered, but swallowed down her shyness and continued: "I'm Aerwyna. What's your name?"

The boys smile grew: "Oliver Wilkes. How does it feel to be a Hogwarts student?"

"Different", Aerwyna said and the boy laughed.

The hall filled up while they continued their conversation.
Oliver was in his second year and had a sister, who had graduated last year.

"She was one of Slughorn's dear ones", he rolled his eyes and chuckled.

"Whose what?", Aerwyna furrowed her brows.

"He's the head of our house and the Potions Master", Oliver explained.

"What is he like?", she asked slightly anxious.

"He's quite alright. There are two different kinds of students. Those, who he loves, and those, he doesn't care about. If there's something special about you, like a great talent for a subject or Quidditch, he might invite you to the Slug Club. That's the club he created for his favourite students.

If you don't have such a talent or he doesn't notice it, he won't notice you either. It might happen, that you graduate and he still can't remember your name", Oliver said.

"I don't know, if I wanna be a slug", Aerwyna wrinkled her nose.

Oliver broke out laughing and Aerwyna looked at the staff table.

"Oliver, could you tell me the teacher's names and their subjects?", she asked.

"Of course! Right in the middle is Professor Dumbledore, the headmaster. He's fair and really smart. But there are a lot of Slytherins, who don't like him.
Right beside him, the woman with the strict face, is Professor McGonagall, but I'm sure you remember her from yesterday. She teaches Transfiguration and is Gryffindor's head of house.
Next to her is Professor Kettleburn, the teacher for Care of Magical Creatures. That's a subject you get to choose after second year.
The next two also teach subjects, you get to pick- for Arithmancy it's Professor Euler and Professor Babbling for Ancient Runes.
On the other side of Dumbledore sits Professor Flitwick the teacher of Charms and Ravenclaw's head of house. Next to him Professor Sprout for Herbology and Hufflepuff's head of house.

And the last one up there is Professor Irwing, he teaches Divination", he finished his sermon and grinned at Aerwyna's slightly confused face.

"I have to study Divination?", she asked startled.

"No! I'm sorry, you also got to pick it", he laughed.

"Thank God", she murmured.

"It's not that bad", he said.

"You say that because you chose it, am I right?", she grinned.

"Sharp mind", he chuckled.

Just when she started to feel comfortable around him, she saw Severus and Lily entering the hall. They were whispering towards each other. Her stomach clenched.
Then someone tapped her shoulder and she turned to see an enormous man in front of her.

He could knock her off the bank with his belly.

"Hello, dear, I am Professor Slughorn, Potions Master and head of your house. This is your time table", he smiled, handed her a piece of parchment and walked over to the next first year.

Aerwyna started to read, Oliver leaning over to read with her.

Monday- first lesson: Potions- Slytherin/Gryffindor