FA chapter 4

Odran followed the silver and green robes of his fellow Slytherin ignoring the looks and whispered conversations that his very existence seemed to inspire. Cami was grumbling strings of fairly foul language as she followed slowly behind Odran with her hair a particularly dangerous shade of red that resembled blood. Odran let his pace slow until he was just at the end of the crowd at which point Odran felt a hand on his shoulder.

"The shock will wear off," Remus said with a small grin from behind Odran, "I don't know if I have ever heard of a muggleborn being in Slytherin though. You must really be something."

"What is a muggleborn anyways," Odran asked keeping his voice quiet and neutral as he honestly had no idea.

"It means your parents are both muggles. None magical folk. The only thing it means is that you don't have a bloated ego," Cami said absentmindedly as though she was lost in deep thought her hair gradually changing to a purplish color as they continued down the spiral stairs that led down to the dungeon closely followed by Remus.

"It is about time for bed you two. Follow me Odran," Remus said after mumbling something to a painting before turning around to tell them the password but nearly nothing was sticking in Odran's head except for the last two hours he had spent in the great hall. Odran just followed his tall friend in a near daze as he analyzed his time at Hogwarts. The hat was obviously respected but hated him just like his new house. It seemed like everyone was surprised by his sorting but he just couldn't grasp the novelty of it all.

"In you go," Remus said with a cautious look around the 1st year male dorms. Odran followed Remus's eyes to see some cautious and even curious glances. It seemed as though the new people at least didn't hate him, but of course that thought was destroyed when he saw Scorpious and his friend who seemed to be starting a new trend of scowling. Odran turned and stepped into a dusty dank room filled with bunk beds that looked like it hadn't been used in a while. Dust flew everywhere when Odran sneezed from the mess.

"Sorry about that but Ludwig said it would be best to keep you separated from the rest of the first years until we know how the house Is going to react," Remus said in a reluctant tone before he waved his wand in a wide arch and dust and dirt centuries old seemed to just vanish and miscellaneous objects tidied themselves, "If you have any problems come get me. Tomorrows a big day so don't stay up late."

"Wheres Cami?" Odran asked as he hadn't noticed her leave but after a bit of thought he answered his own question, "Nevermind. Thanks for showing me to my room," Odran said with his best attempt at being cordial as Remus nodded and closed the door behind him.

Odran went to his trunk slowly taking in his surroundings. It was definitely a dungeon but it was better than any room he had ever had and he doubted anyone had such a large space to themselves. It only took a second for him to open his trunk and find his spell books. His entire life seemed to be on sensory overload recently but he just felt an urge to learn as much as he could. He flicked his wand trying to get the incantation just right but instead of a steady stream of light what came from his wand nearly blinded him before he canceled it. Having failed epically at his first spell he started reading hoping to find what went wrong.

He had only finished a chapter when his door creaked open and the torches went out. Odran blinked a few times before his eyes focused and he saw a very familiar patch of platinum blond hair trying to be sneaky and find Odran at the same time by following the perimeter of the room. Odran pulled his dark robes up to his hair line and stayed low on his bed. He then tilted his head considering what the boys goals were before settling on something malevolent and so Odran picked each book up with a weighing expression on his face as he followed Scorpious's progress throughout the room. After some careful consideration about going with magic or more muggle means he decided his muggle skills were more reliable for now. Taking his History of Magic book in both hands and lifting it over his head he waited patiently. Scorpious made his way around the bed next to Odran's and skirted the wall coming to Odran's bed and peeking his head over the top to see if Odran was there.

"Hi," Odran said in a pleasant tone before putting all of his strength into helping the book give in to gravity on top of Scorpious's head. Odran watched as Scorpious fell with a satisfying thud unto the floor and then glanced around to see if Scorpious's lackey was around but he couldn't see him about so Odran shrugged and hopped off his bed leaving the History of Magic book on the floor, because as much as he loved books that particular book was heavy enough that he would defer that task until tomorrow. There was one task, however, that he could not ignore until tomorrow.

As much as he was a decent individual saying Odran was gentle about it would be a lie when he picked Scorpious up by one leg and slowly dragged the surprisingly heavy boy to his door. He opened it with patience, slipping his shoe off to use it as a door stop, before dragging Scorpious back into the common room. Only when Odran turned around did he see a room full of twenty some odd people all staring at Odran as if he was some kind of murderer at which point he dropped Scorpious's foot and shrugged.

"You guys dropped something," he said with honest eyes in a cheerful tone before he disappeared back into his room and finding a chair to prop against the door to ensure privacy. He didn't think anything of the panicky voices in deep conversation and the sound of people trying to wake Scorpious. After all he had a few books to read if he could find a way to light the torches.

The rest of the night went smoothly for Odran and the chair only tried to move twice so he figured he either had one persistent enemy or three fairly unmotivated enemies. His mind flashed here and there as usual he lost track of time while reading and shortly after he had put the standard book of spells grade 1 down he glanced over at the clock to see it was nearly 5 a.m. and he glanced back to his books and realized if he read a book every night he would be out of books after the first week. The only thing worse than being uninformed was being without a new book and so instead of picking up another he decided to explore a bit. Odran combed his hair and slipped on one of his Slytherin robes knowing that today would be the first formal day of classes.

Tidbits of information from the whole book he had read were rolling around in his head as Odran moved the chair and moved quietly out of the common room. Odran moved with a subtly and stealth he had learned in his time at home when any sound louder than a sneeze could mean physical punishment, his robes only making things slightly more difficult. He followed the spiral staircase and then the path he had taken last night and found himself at the Great hall once more. The high ceiling showing only stars and a hint of light appearing in the east, and the rest of the room was wholly vacant. He walked along the Slytherin table before stopping at his seat last night and sat down just trying to figure out everything that has happened in the last 24 hours.

He was lost in thought when his stomach growled loudly and he folded his arms letting his head fall into them face down. He should have known gorging wasn't the best idea but every time he was presented with food he couldn't help himself. Something in Odran's peripheral vision made Odran jerk his head up only to see what was left of a… washcloth… pass around the corner down the hall where the other three houses had gone. Odran almost went to investigate when he smelt something that had his mouth watering and when he turned to look in front of him there was a full on breakfast right in front of him. Never one to question good fortune or free food he tore into it and with considerable speed finished the meal. Only after it was gone did he have time to think of how the food had just appeared but he just assumed it was more weird magic.

Odran now had a very full stomach and was finding the wood benches strangely comfortable when a very familiar group came into sight across the Great Hall.