~ Lives POV
I took the hat of my head and laid it neatly on the stool. "There's a reason why my guard is up hat" I looked at Dippit who was completely in shock over what had just happened. He was to shocked to speak the weakling "Slytherin is the green house if I remember correctly professor" the man nodded still looking at the hat on the stool expecting it to burst into flames.
I made my way down toward the long table covering in students wearing green. I walked down the table till I reached the 6th years. I sent testing smiles to the 1st and 2nd years making then cower and hide. Maybe this year want going to be as dull as I thought. Children's minds are feeble and easily penetrated. I began to read the minds of some of the students I passed 'What just happened' and 'who is she' were some of the most common questions I read.
I continued to penetrate the minds of some students trying to learn as much as I could without being to obvious. "May I have a seat" I said I could see even my voice sent conflicting feeling towards the students. 'How could a girl who sounded like that be able to do that' i read the mind of the boy I stood in front of. I smiled and he moved over leaving a space for me to sit down. "Thank you" I whispered into his ear as I sat down. "No- no problem Miss" he said dumbstruck.
"Oh please call me Live" boys are so easily manipulated. As fun as this is I would much like to move on "Professor don't you have a speech to continue" Albus Dumbledore was standing up from his seat and his eyes were fixed on the Headmaster. Dippit nodded his head and returned to the podium at the front of the hall. But it was no use all eyes were still on me.
"Live" Dippit began to speak again in a shaken tone of voice much different to his cocky old tone looks like i put him his place. Even thought the feeling of teaching Dippit his lesson and making my mark on Hogwarts was amazing it's going to be hard to blend into the crowds now and even harder earning people's trust but I'll find a way I always have. "Professor Slughorn will lead you to the dormitories" Dippit was swiftly cut of by a fat old lump sitting at the teachers table. He started mouthing something to the headmaster, something like 'No please' and 'Make a prefect do it'. "Miss Robinson there been a change we will have a Slytherin prefect show you to your dorm, is that ok?"
I nodded "Of course it it professor".
"Tom will you show Miss Robinson around" before I could ever turn my head to find this 'Tom' a tall black haired boy stood up. " Yes professor it would be my pleasure" his voice was calm. He was calm. I turned to face the boy well if you can call him that he was 16 like myself as he sat with the 6th years and he was very and I mean very tall 6'3 6'4 maybe, I was only 5'7. He had his dark hair neatly styled so a section of his face was covered. He was quite the attractive young man he would be fun to mess with. "Follow me, Live" he said, his voice was deep but not scary it the perfect match not to threatening but not to soft.
I stood up my eyes glued on the boy in front of me. We walked out of the hall, well he strode I found I would pick up on slight habits as he walked he would lead with his chest and his face was tilted upwards like he was to important to look at the others. He walked like my father. As we walked out of the hall I could hear many people let out deep breaths and sighs of relief. But I could tell if it was i they were scared of or this 'Tom' boy.
I had much to learn. About the school but this boy intrigued me, much more than any other person I had met. Usually I could break them down in seconds but he was proving quite a challenge. I heard the two large doors slam shut behind us as we walked down the dimly lit corridors. "How?" Tom said.
"Pardon me but how what?"
"How did you make the sorting hat scream, Live?" He turned to me and his eyes looked into mine. He continued to gaze into my eyes until i replied. "If you think I'm going to tell you, you are very mistaken, Tom!"
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