Ginny's whining again. I get she wants to go, but merlin's beard! She's driving me up the wall. Thankfuly, we arrive at Kings Cross Station. As I sprint through the barrier, I hear Mum talking to someone. Probably a lost mudblood. Fred and George are being idiots again, telling Ginny they will mail her a toilett seat. I mutter a quich goodbye ang get on the hogwarts express.
I look at the compartments with room. No way in hell am i sitting with somebody older than me, or one of my brothers. That leaves two options. One with a dark haired boy in glasses, and one with four students alredey in their robes. Ichoose the one with more people, and open the door.
"Can I sit here?" I ask.
The blonde one stands up,"Depends. Name? I'm Malfoy. Draco Malfoy" I smirk.
"Vipera Weasley. But if you call me Vipera you'll regret it. Call me V."
Draco flopps on his seat, and I hear him mutter somthing about stupid Weasleys. I frown.
"You seem to be mistaken Malfoy. Just becuse my parents are mudblood loveing blood traitors, doesn't make me one."
Draco raises his eyebriws and slides over, allowing me to sit down.
As the Hogwarts Express snakes it's way along the tracks, I get to know everyone else in the compartent. There's Draco Malfoy, Pansy Parkinson, Gregory Goyle and Vincent Crabbe. We talk about the house we want; Slytherin with Ravenclaw as a second choice, our favorite sport; quidditch and our favorite quiddtich position; seeker for draco, beaters for Crabbe and Goyle and chaser for me and Pansy.
Before we know it, the train has arived and a man who looks like he is at least half giant heards, all the first years across the lake. Now were waiting outside the great hall, and Ron keeps shooting me dirty looks. Probably becuse I sat with a Malfoy. I'm so tempted to flip him off. Who I sit with is none of his business! Instead I just smile. No use getting in trouble on the first day.
Most of the sorting goes by in a blur. Ron is sorted into Gryffindor, and then it's my turn. Shakily, I walk over to proffesor Mcgonagall, and she lowers the sorting hat on my head. Suddenly I hear a voice in my head and with a start, I relize it's the hat.
'Another Weasley? You seem diffrent. Very intelligent. Lots of ambition. An urge to rise to the top, desperation to be noticed. You will do well in...'
Then out loud the hat yells,
"SLYTHERIN!"
Honestly, I expected it but from the looks on their faces my brothers didn't. I calmly walk over to the Slytherin table, sit between Draco and Pansy and the three of us burt into silent giggles. I tune out Dumbledore's speech. I got the idea after the first sentince; stay away from things that have forbidden in the name.
After I calm down, I notice Ron glaring at me from across tha hall and when the feast is over, he motions for me to follow him. I get the common room password location and password from the head girl Gemma and join my twin. He gares at me.
"BLOODY HELL VIPERA! Could You Have Tried A Little Harder To Get In Gryffendor?"
I'm shocked and steel myself.
"Ronald Weasley, How Dare You! What Happend To What Over The Summer About House Not Mattering?"
Ron steps back and says,"That was when I though you would be in the right house, not the one of evil. Goodbye Vipera."
And with that, he walks away.
I storm off towards the dungeons and to my supprise, Draco waited for me just around the corner. I can tell he heard what Ron said, but he says nothing. We walk to the common room in silence and enter to see Gemma preparing to make some kind of speech. I sit down next to Pansy and she wispers
"Where were you?"
I simply tell her,"Later." and turn towards Gemma.
"Listen up first years! There are a few things you should know about Slytherin. Number one: We don't eat our own. The other houses hate us, so we need to seem united if we want to survive. Number two: There will be a house dueling tounament three weeks from now. For those of you that are interested, there is a sign-up sheet on the noticeboard. Finaly, Quidditch tryouts will be held next weekend."
Pansy and I head up to our dorm and the second we arive she gives me a look, so I start talking.
"It's just... my brother is being such a prat right now."
I procede to tell her everything thar Ron said after the feast, and we continue talking late into the night.
The next day I wake up to the family owl; Errol flopped on my face. Tied to his leg is a letter addressed to me.
Dear Vipera,
We heard about your sorting.
Don't worry about it, we know that you're not evil.
I'm sure that if you ask Dumbledore will let you sit with the Gryffindors at meals, or even be resorted.
Ginny wants to know what house Harry potter's in.
Stay away from Draco Malfoy.
Be nice to your professors and stay out of trouble
Love Mum and Dad
I rub my temples and mutter a swear. I have no intention of doing anything the letter says. In fact, I will go out of my way to do the opposite. I walk over to the window, ease it open and throw Errol out. He can find his own way home.
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