eccedentesiast ; D.M.

one

my name is amelie grace nott. i'm 15, and currently halfway through my fourth year at hogwarts as a slytherin.
everyone says i'm the spitting image of my mother. long brown hair (that's usually pulled back into a low sloppy bun) and brown, almond shaped eyes. i used to take it as an insult, but the older i've gotten the more i've come to appreciate it.
compared to my twin brother, theo, i'm not well known. he gets all the girls, has all the friends. i don't really get along with the other slytherins, especially the ones my brother is friends with.
i still don't even know how i got sorted into slytherin.    it took the sorting hat four minutes to decide.
"i see gryffindor and slytherin."
theo and his idiot friends still make fun of me about it to this day.
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i roll out of bed, brush my hair, put on mascara, and put my green and black robe on. i walk down to breakfast, and sit at the Gryffindor table, in between Fred and George.
"morning gorgeous" the red headed twins say simultaneously while i start eating my pancakes.
i smile and greet everyone good morning.
"are you guys ready for tonight's quidditch match?" i engage in conversation with the boys, and then talk to hermione about our newest potions assignment that i'm behind on.
i've never been one for school.
i feel someone tap on my shoulder.
"amelie. come sit with us."
theo is behind me with some short brunette, whom i assume is his newest girlfriend.
"now."
i look around the table, and everyone is looking at their plates.
"uh yeah okay." i grab my breakfast and my bag and follow my brother to the slytherin table.
i don't know why i listen to him. it could be the fear factor, he's mom and dads favorite, if he told them i hung out with gryffindors, i would be killed. 
so i do what he says.
i sit at the end of the table, across from a pale, blonde haired boy named draco. he's always been a real git, especially towards me.
i sit the rest of the breakfast period in silence, and then head to my first class, defense against the dark arts, which thankfully slytherins have with gryffindors.
i walk quickly by myself, and take a seat towards the back of the classroom while the other students file in. everyone finds a seat towards the front, and i'm left alone. i don't mind, i learn best when i'm alone.
about ten minutes after class starts, theo, his girlfriend, and draco stumble in, laughing. i roll my eyes and put my bag on the empty chair next to me.
theo and the brunette sit together, leaving draco with no seat.
"mrs nott, can you please move your bag?" lupin asks.
the classroom is silent.
"oh uh yes" i move the bag and draco slumps in the chair next to me.
lupin continues on with his lecture, while i sit to the right of my chair, as far away from malfoy as i can.
"trying to stay away from me nott? can't say i'm upset."
i roll my eyes at the spoiled idiot, and follow the lecture while writing notes.