Chapter 17

Becomeing a Slytherin

"Adonia, sit beside me." Draco called as I was walking towards the Slytherin table. On either side of the boy were filled chairs, he looked mad when I didn't quickly take my seat, so I made a point to motion to either side of his chair with my head. When he relized there were no empyt chairs around him he turned to his left, "Pansy, move somewhere else, Adonia you can sit here now."

Not wanting to make any more of a scene at the table, I quickly took the newly open seat.

"So, you're new to Slytherin. Why did the hat decide to put you here if you were in Gryffindor?" A orgish looking older student asked from my right.

I looked at him and decided to play with these students, none of them are very friendly, Draco the only one who tried, I knew was a complete act. "Well, the Sorting Hat thought that someone should help out the Slytherins when it came to the annoying Gryffindors. The hat thought that I was the best Slytherin who could go into Gryffindor and gain their confedence. I made..."

"I thought you didn't make any friends. I didn't think any of them would talk to you." The same ick boy form before intrupted me. I decided to let my annoyence come through, I noticed last semester that Slytherins let you when they were ticked. Good thing I don't mind letting my annoynce out, and that I was in a house that allowed it.

"Listen orge face," at that point I poked him hard in the chest, can't do much here in the Great Hall with witnesses, "When I talk, do not interrupt me. I will not stand for it. The only reason you are not cringing on the ground in pain, is that we are currently surrounded by all the professors and students. I have an image to keep." Of course, I wouldn't really do that, I think. At lest not over interupting me. "As I was saying, I made contact with some Gryffindors, and we are at least friendly and on speaking terms, unlike the rest of Slytherin."

Draco looked intreaged at what I was saying and how I was acting, when I slipped inside his mind, he thought I was a true slytheirn now and worthy of my father. I don't know how he knows my dad, or thinks he does because my dad was in Ravenclaw, and would never be sneaky, I don't think he knows how.

Professor Dumbledor at the head table stood up then and welcomed those of us who had returned back to the school. He also said more of his infamous words, and the table filled with food. Most of the Slytherin jumped on the offering before them, filling their golden paltes to the max. And these were the students who claimed to be well bred pure bloods, it seems that they no longer teach their children manners and how to eat, well most of them, Draco, as rude as he can be, has manners while eating.

It was while we were eating, my fellow students decided to ask me about my blood lines, and as tempted as I was to lie and say I was muggleborn, I told the truth.

"I come from long lines on either side of my family, both of whom are purebloods. My father's family, the Zeaks, have been around for generations in England, they came over long, long ago from elsewhere. Some of the ancesters dabbled around in the Ministry of Magic. That's how my father met my mother, he worked for the Ministry and went to America for some sort of deal between Britain and Amercia. He met my mother on assignment, she came from the American Easons, a well reknown family in the American Ministry."

My family history was enough to shut most of the pureblood nuts up and they went back to stuffing their faces. I went back to eating as well, I need to get some energy in my tonight, I'm sure something was going to happen tonight in the common room, I keep getting mental snips about initiation, hazing, and the new girl. I was in for a fun night, I could tell.

Dinner was over, thankfully no more horrible manners of the so called purebloods.

"Hey Draco, would you be so kind, would you show me where the common room is? Oh, and the password, that would be wonderful."

"Sure Adonia, come on, it's down in the dungeons, and the pass word is pureblood." I rolled my eyes at the egotistical password and followed Draco. He let all the other Slytherins get a head of him, then we slowly made our way after them.

Before going into the common room I turned to Draco, " Just to let you know, whatever you all have planned to do to me, better be called of."

"How do you know there is something planned?" Draco wouldn't make a good secret agent, he can't keep his face from telling what's on his mind.

I just gave him a look and walked inside, he didn't even try to stop me, as soon as the door closed I was hit with the Cruciatus curse.

Pain, unbelieveable pain. That's all I felt, after one Slytherin stoped, another would start. After the third curse hit me, I felt something inside of me break, some sort of barrior that kept me, me. I blacked out after that.

Draco's Viewpoint

Adonia gave me a look, then charged into the common room before I could warn her what was to come. Of course, all of us had to go through it, getting hit by one Cruciatus curse, usualy from the prefect of the house.

When the door closed, the curse hit Adonia. Then another. And, another. I watched as her eyes went from green, to red, and after the third consecutive hit, black. I knew this couldn't be good, I yelled to tell everyone to stop, if the Dark Lord ever found out what we did to his daughter, he would kill us all.

Before I could get them to stop, Adonia stood up somehow curses still flying at her. All of a sudden, the person that hit her last with the curse, dropped to floor and started screaming and holding his head. The others who had sent the curses at her dropped one by one after the first. When all the older students who hit her had dropped, she turned to the rest of us.

"If any of you try this again, you will regret it..." She started hissing after that, everyone was shocked she was a Parselmouth, I know I was. Father would be most interested in this, though I'm sure all of the other students whose parents were supporters, would be sended messages home of the girl whose eyes change color and dropped ten of the older Slytherin students without her wand.

I watched as she turned around and walked up the stairs to the first year female dorm. I would not want to sleep in that dorm tonight, it would seem that this girl really takes after her father when she's upset. I don't know why they hit her more than once, I can only guess it is because she came in from Gryfindor, but I guess the hat had a reason to put her into Slytherin, and she showed our house why.

Tonight, Adonia became a Slytherin

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