I believe I promised a second CHAPTER!? Here it is(:

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The Slytherins followed a fifth year prefect in an organized fashion down a hallway and deeper into the castle, each step getting darker and colder.

Eventually, we were lead to the front of a wall in the dungeons. The prefect- Marcus Flint -looked to the wall and then back to us.

"This is the entrance to our Common Room. None of you will ever tell or hint at where we are, or do the same with our passwords. They change each fortnight, so remember them. They are also posted on the board in the common room."

Then he turned to the wall and in a loud voice said,

"Dolosus!"

The brick wall slowly disappeared, making a passage visible to the Common Room. We all filed in slowly, taking in our surroundings. It was incredible.

We had walked in under the staircase, and before us was three couches, possibly for meetings and such. The room had a greenish tinge, and there was black fireplaces on either ends of the room. The couches that where in front of them were dark green and leathery, and there were tables that had green lamps for studying, and bookshelves lined the two stairways above us that led to two different sides of the second floor. A large portrait of Salazar Slytherin was in the middle of the staircases where they met, and the extra shelves were decorated with skulls, phials and artifacts. A chandelier hung from the middle of the ceiling, giving the room and grand but cold atmosphere.

I loved it.

Flint arranged us all on the couches in front of the entrance and told us to wait for the Severus Snape, Head of our House. There was only twelve of us, and everyone was mostly looking around, admiring our new home.

"This place is totally my style." Lydia said happily, letting her eyes rest on a skull by her.

We all murmured in agreement but fell silent when a man with a hooked nose, shoulder length black hair and black robes strode in, giving us all a nasty stare. In a swift movement, he nodded to Flint, who put his head down and walked away, upstairs to the left side. Then he raised an eyebrow, cleared his throat, and stood before us, nose up.

"You are all Slytherins now. Snakes. This house is of pride and ambition. Cunningness, power and unity. We are the most feared house of them all, for we are what we were born to be. Leaders. Now, I will tell you that you are all Snakes, and you are all one. Do not turn your back on a fellow Slytherin, lie or disown your house. Stay loyal. Above all, stay together.

"Slytherins are not wild, unmannered wizards and witches. We are refined ladies and gentlemen. That also means we have schedules. A strict one. Prefects will give each of you a list of all rules, times and regulations. Anything out of order, I will make sure to fix it." He gave us all a glare, "Any questions."

He said the last phrase as if daring us to ask. And I felt daring. My hand shot up in the air, my stare not wavering from him.

"Yes Ms. Crypton?" He said, seeming surprised that I had the guts to speak.

"What class do you teach, Sir?" I asked with honest wonder.

"Potions." He said simply, then looked around again. "Any more questions?"

Pansy put her hand up slowly, glancing sideways at me.

"Yes Ms. Parkinson?"

"Is it normal for a girl to be nosy on the first day?" She snickered, finally giving me full on stare.

I widened my eyes, and was about to open my mouth to defend myself when Snape spoke.

"I will not tolerate arrogance from you, Miss. Parkinson, so I suggest keeping your mouth silent."

A chorus of snigger and "Ohh's" followed, and I could've sworn Snape had given me a smile. Pansy looked at him opened mouthed, then gave me a nasty glare, in which a waved my fingers back at her.

"Anymore relevant questions?"

When there were no more, Snape cleared his throat again and waved his arms to the left.

"This way upstairs is the boys dormitories." Then he swung his arms to the right. "And this is the girls dormitories. Off you go."

Slowly, we all stood up and headed to our dormitories. Lydia and I found a room together, along with a girl named Millicent Bulstrode and Jean Hatcher. As I turned the covers up and picked out my pajamas, I was focusing on how beautiful the bedroom was. There was two beds by each other with a space in between on each side of the room, making four beds in total. Between the second and third bed was a space for the entrance of the room. Black cabinets were shelved in the gap of Lydia's bed and mine, as was for Millicent and Jean. Our trunks were at the foot of our beds and at the bottom of the beds were even more drawers. What really was the best part was that about ten feet from our trunks was a window that showed the lake. It was breathtaking, as if looking at a genuine aquarium.

"Like, wow. The coverts are almost identical to home." Lydia said, astonished.

She picking the cloth up with her slender fingers and brought it closer to her face, analyzing it.

Then, in almost a whisper, Jean cleared her throat in sharp cough, making us turn to face her. She timidly began to wring her hands, and I immediately got the memory of Skibby.

"What is it Jean." Millicent grunted, her eyes on the fish swimming by.

"We have to go to bed, Professor Snape said we have to wake up early tomorrow."

I was about to tell her not to boss me around when Lydia spoke up behind me.

"Well, I need my beauty sleep. So I'm going to bed, and not because you to me to, 'cause like, I don't take orders from anyone."

Millicent chuckled, which sounded more like a grunt, and followed Lydia's lead, heading straight for bed. Once everyone was tucked in, I headed for some parchment and a quill, and began the letter to my parents.

'Dear Mother and Father,

I have fulfilled the family wish in becoming a Snake, and the reward was the best house at Hogwarts. I am sharing a room with Lydia Serpance, her father works at the Ministry, and I am sure I will have a great time here...'

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•~•~The Following Morning~•~•

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I woke up soon after Jean, and she didn't notice me for she ran out of the room, holding a bundle of clothes and robes.

"Her hair is a disaster."

I looked to my left and saw Lydia, rubbing her eyes and leaning on her arm, looking at the closed door.

"It's so stringy and dry." She mumbled, rolling onto her back and throwing the pillow over her head.

"Oh c'mon. Have you seen Parkinson's hair?" I asked incredulously.

"Please, I haven't eaten breakfast yet, and I don't want that ugly cow in my mind." Lydia groaned.

She threw the pillow off the bed, and started getting up and opening he drawers. A loud snore made us jump, and a loud thump made us turn to face Millicent's bed. She was hanging from the edge, her mouth hinged open and drool seeping out.

"Ew!" Lydia giggled. "Let's get out of here!"

I nodded, holding in my laughter, and grabbed my robes. Lydia pulled me out and into the bathrooms, where a few girls were already dressed, including a certain cow.

She was surrounded by a few other Slytherin girls who were pretty enough to win a Goblin Look-Alike contest. They were giggling and laughing at the mirror, but when Pansy looked up, her smirk was wiped clean off.

"Oh look. It's Crypton. Lazy enough to just get out of bed, huh?"

She turned around to face me and crossed her arms. Besides me, Lydia was pulling out her wand from her robes and giving me a smirk.

"Look Parkinson, you shouldn't be talking. You were too lazy to notice your robes are on backwards." I spat, rolling my eyes and heading to the showers.

Lydia followed, leaving an embarrassed Pansy behind. As we took our showers and got dressed the right way, I heard loud clicks of heels come into the bathroom.

"Alright, out! Severus won't be kept waiting, and honestly, have you not noticed your robes are on backwards? Out! Out!"

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I hope I did good in making a Slytherin common room. I used a picture of Pinterest to help me, and once I figure out how, I'll put the link.

Who is the mysterious woman? Why does she wear heels?! WHY AM I ASKING YOU THESE QUESTIONS? Hahah:)

•Question for the Chapter...

-WHO IS THIS PERSON AND WHY DOES SHE WEAR HEELS!?

Comment answer, R&R F&F and never, ever ever ever tickle a sleeping dragon.