Okay first of all, wow long break or what? I apologize. Second of all, I was looking through my chapters because I forgot what was going on and I noticed that there aren't breaks between scenes anymore. I'll have to go through and fix that soon, I'm slightly OCD and it bugs me enough that I'll be fixing it.

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The cool air coming in from the window swirled around the room in a refreshing way carrying out all of the hot stuffy night air that had settled in. The compartment wasn't large but the bodies that were all shoved in against each other were making it impossible to move. Why the snakey seventh years had to all shove themselves into the same compartment was beyond me.

"Victoria, are you excited that your father is Headmaster?" Parkinson questions, it takes a moment for me to realize that she was addressing me and I look up confused before quickly masking it re-calling the body I was now in.

"Obviously" I reply tonelessly trying to channel my inner Severus. I was pissed, I was worried, I was down right confused. I was pissed because Harry and the other had left, not a word of anything had been delivered to me until after it happened and I had been told about the attack at Bill and Fleur's wedding. I was worried because no one knew where they were and everyone was looking for them.

I was confused because… Severus killed Dumbledore. I wasn't too sure I wanted to go along with the initial plan anymore, if I couldn't trust Severus I wasn't going to follow it blindly. For all I knew as soon as I stepped into the castle I was going to be attacked. I had already decided that I didn't care what was expected of me, it had been understood between Severus and I months ago that I was to try and get sorted into Slythrine. I wasn't going to do that now, I would sit in front of the school and mentally beg the hat to put me in Gryffindor if I had to but I wasn't going to sit in the dungeon with all the snakes pretending everything was hunky dory when it wasn't. I was moody and as posing as Snape's daughter that was understandable enough, I could easily keep to myself if I was sorted into Gryffindor at least I would be comfortable.

"Draco, did you see the Potters at all?" Parkinson asks curiously making me want to roll my eyes. How dumb did she think we were? Then again I was the one in plain sight. I look over seeing a moody Draco looking out of the window before taring his gaze away to look at the pug faced girl in annoyance.

"What do you think Pansy? They both have a price on their head they're not stupid enough to get onto the Hogwarts Express, what did you expect them to carry their trunks on and be sitting down the corridor?"

"Those Death Eaters seemed to think so." I point out bitterly thinking about the brief stop we had made while Death Eaters searched the train looking for traces of my brother and myself. Word had got around that Ron was ill, a lie I knew better then to believe but Hermione was also being looked for. None of us were safe.

"Well, they weren't the brightest were they?" he asks quietly looking over at me briefly his eyes calculating. I tare my gaze away feeling a familiar pull towards him not wanting to make the whole situation worst.

"I can't wait to show you our room Victoria, hopefully the room won't be too cramped with the extra bed.."
"What makes you think I'll be in Slytherin?" I question dully examining my nails, I only had one shot at this.

"Well I just assume-"
"Don't assume you know me Parkinson," I bite,"while you're snug in your bed I will be i keeping an eye on those annoying blood traitors and Mudbloods. I'm not going to school for an education I'm here to support the cause."

She looks at me stunned for a moment while the others in the compartment including Zabini nod showing their approval.

Maybe I could have been a Slytherin..

I stand stubbornly with the First Years ignoring the warning McGonagall had given me. He expected me to just slip over to the Slythrine table? Like hell. I was going to be sorted again. Of course she knew who I really was but she wasn't going to force me in front of all of these First Years and with the pleased smile on her face I think she was proud of my disobedience for once.

"Victoria Snape!" she calls a cloud of whispers breaking out in the hall. Ignoring the gaze I felt boring into my forehead I stride over with all the confidence I possessed and sat once more on the chair.

'Ah very interesting, back again so soon Ms. Potter?'
' I see you haven't gotten any less annoying over the years, just put me back in Gryffindor and we'll call it a night'

The hat was quite for a moment and I looked around the room seeing all eyes on me. 'Those have not been the instructions I have been given, sadly I cannot put you where you belong'.

Wait… what?

"BETTER BE RAVENCLAW!"

What. the. hell?