A Slytherin

I did it. I finally did. I kept my mind from the sorting hat, now all I need to do is, lie low, let Harry and others do what they are supposed to do, and learn everything I can from Hogwarts.

This is my first victory, I know I shouldn't let this affect me. But I nearly had a mental breakdown from seeing Harry Potter's magic, so let me enjoy at peace. The excitement that I feel now is a very unique feeling, that I haven't felt before, even sometimes obtaining desired results in my experiment hadn't made me feel this way.

I need to savour this feeling, suddenly, Loud noises broke me from my immersing thoughts which made me frown. It turns out the sorting ceremony is still undergoing and many people are sorted into the house. I took an empty corner and sat near it now after my sorting, now Daphne and Tracey are sitting with me and Draco and his goons are sitting across the next table.

People in the Gryffindors table are shouting as if they won a lottery or something.

What the fuck guys? I get Potter sorted into your house, but seriously, why are you guys getting excited as a teenage girl going to concerts.

Yup. It's official. I'm going to hate every one of you Gryffindor bastards, even if I don't know you before. Why? I spent years of hard work, months of planning to fool the sorting hat, and I finally did it, and when I silently celebrated my victory and having a philosophical moment, you fuckers are screaming like a gutted pig and disturbing my peace.

"You don't look too bad for being sorted into Slytherins?", Daphne bought my attention back as I was having my revenge on these bastards.

" Slytherins, why?" I asked.

" You know, how some people associate being a Slytherin to death eaters" she whispered.

" So you are also going to be a death eater too" I smirked at her.

"What?" she yelled loudly, which bought some attention to our table.

I quickly pulled her voice down with my hands and smiled at the people.

Understanding she caused a commotion, she looked at everyone with her signature cold look.

" So you knew being Slytherin doesn't mean, being a death eater" I questioned her.

" Of course I know that. Everyone in Slytherin also knows that. But your family isn't from the Slytherin line, that's why I am asking. But you kinda look unfazed by any of these "

"Each house has its heritage, well, Slytherin is famous for being cunning, resourceful, leadership, and ambition. And students tend to click together, often acquiring leaders, which further exemplifies Slytherin's ambitious qualities. And I am glad being sorted into Slytherin rather than Gryffindor" I explained why I was unbothered.

During our small talk, the first year's sorting ceremony had finished.

Albus Dumbledore, the man considered pope of the light wizards, had gotten to his feet. He was beaming at the students, "Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Before we begin our banquet, I would like to say a few words. And here they are: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!" he said and sat down.

Dishes began to pile up before us and everybody cheered and began to gauge their foods.

There stood a man who is pale as a vampire with dark hair, glaring at Harry potter now and then. Soon I realised he is Severus snape. He is the most pitiful guy and a loyal dog with two owners.

At last, the desserts too disappeared, and Professor Dumbledore got to his feet again. The hall fell silent.

"Ahern -- just a few more words now that we are all fed and watered. I have a few start-of-term notices to give you."

"First years should note that the forest on the grounds is forbidden to all pupils. And a few of our older students would do well to remember that as well."

Dumbledore's twinkling eyes flashed in the direction of the Weasley twins.

"I have also been asked by Mr Filch, the caretaker, to remind you all that no magic should be used between classes in the corridors."

"Quidditch trials will be held in the second week of the term. Anyone interested in playing for their house teams should contact Madam Hooch."

"And finally, I must tell you that this year, the third-floor corridor on the right-hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a very painful death."

"And now, before we go to bed, let us sing the school song!" criedDumbledore. Dumbledore gave his wand a little flick as if he was trying to get a fly off the end, and a long golden ribbon flew out of it, which rose high above the tables and twisted itself, snakelike, into words.

"Everyone picks their favourite tune," said Dumbledore, "and off we go!"

"Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hoggy Warty, Hogwarts,

Teach us something, please,

Whether we be old and bald

Or young with scabby knees,

Our heads could do with filling

With some interesting stuff,

For now, they're bare and full of air,

Dead flies and bits of fluff,

So teach us things worth knowing,

Bring back what we've forgot,

Just do your best, we'll do the rest,

And learn until our brains all rot."

Everybody finished the song at different times.

"Ah, music," he said, wiping his eyes. "A magic beyond all we do here! And now, bedtime. Off you trot!"

Seniors from each house guided the first years to their respective houses. Marcus Flint, a fifth-year Slytherin, guided us to the Slytherin common room or known as the Slytherin dungeon.

"Our emblem is the serpent, the wisest of creatures; our house colours are emerald green and silver, and our common room lies behind a concealed entrance down in the dungeons. As you'll see, its windows look out into the depths of the Hogwarts lake. We often see the giant squid swishing by — and sometimes more interesting creatures. We like to feel that our hangout has the aura of a mysterious, underwater shipwreck." flint bragged as he opened the dungeon door with a password.

The Slytherin common room was a long, low underground room with rough stone walls and ceiling, from which round, greenish lamps were hanging on chains. A fire was crackling under an elaborately carved mantelpiece ahead of them.

The common room has lots of low backed black and dark green button-tufted, leather sofas; skulls; and dark wood cupboards. It is decorated with tapestries featuring the adventures of famous Medieval Slytherins. It has quite a grand atmosphere, but also quite a cold one.

Snape gave a speech about how Slytherin should behave around each other and laid a few rules. They were simple rules like 'don't get caught' and he didn't give a shit about what we do to each other inside the house, but outside we should stand together and help each other.

At least he's a nice guy except when you are name potter, then you are doomed.

He will also turn blind eye to most of the Slytherin action outside unless it is necessary.

And he is a great potion master, yeah I know, he behaves like a prick in the classroom.

But some seniors said if anyone has talent in potions, snape would give them a private lesson. Yeah, it ain't called half-blood prince for nothing.

Flint informed us about the password to the common room, that it changes every night, and it is posted on the noticeboard. Also, warned us never to bring students from other houses into the common room or to reveal the password. Supposedly, no outsider has entered the common room for more than seven centuries.

We have been allocated our rooms, everyone got their room with decent protective charm installed at the door. Unlike other houses, we don't need to share our rooms with others