COMPATIBLE DAMAGE

One- train

I got on the train and found an empty compartment. After putting my things down i took a seat and let my head lean against the cold window.

This was it, it was finally happening.
In a few hours i'll get to the school of my dreams.
I've always been fascinated by Hogwarts, an old castle with countless rooms, an incredible library, ghosts, full of mysteries and legends and of course the Forbidden Forest.
It is a wonder how four excellent wizards thought it would be a great idea to found their school for eleven year olds right next to a dark gloomy forest full of beasts but what do i know.
I let myself daydream for a while about what will await me and after some time I fell asleep to the sound of train tracks.

I woke up not long before we were at our destination so I decided to go to the bathroom real quick.
I got up, opened the door and walked through and empty corridor till i got to the bathroom.
I refreshed myself and went to my seat but on my way back I bumped into a tall figure as an intense smell of cologne filled my nostrils.

It almost made me dizzy.
"Shit, sorry I wasn't looking"I said quickly.
I look up and see three charming boys standing before me.
Each of them to die for.
A boy with dark curly hair spoke.
"Are you done staring?"
Wow that's a hot voice.
Okay don't get intimidated we don't need to make a fool out of ourselves on the first day.
"You're the ones looking me up and down like a piece of lamb, get out of the way" I noticed how two of them clenched their jaws, they really get worked up over nothing, huh?

I tried to push through them but they wouldn't let me.
Don't panic Izzy, nothing's happened yet.
Except for three guys about six feet tall starting you up and down for good 30 seconds now.

" I'm sorry about them, I'm Lorenzo and this is Mattheo and Tom..."he explained pointing to the boys on his sides.
"...and you are..?" Tom questioned
"busy. Can I go now?" I answered annoyed. They seemed..amused? Like I had no idea what I was getting myself into. Not like I was worried though, what's the worst they could do to me? I'm skilled I can protect myself. Just in case I grabbed my wand in my hand.
"Not until you tell us your name love." It was Mattheo again.
"Izabelle" I said sternly
"Alright then Bella we'll see you when you get sorted" Mattheo continued letting me pass through.
"Don't call me that, it's Izabelle, Izzy to friends, never Bella" I made eye contact with each of them and left to get my stuff, we were almost there. The cloud of strong cologne following behind me. Well that was something? I quickly collected my stuff and got out of the train with the rest of the students.

——-time skip.     the great hall———-
Everyone was waiting for professor McGonagal to finish sorting the first years, me so that I can finally get my own turn and other students so they could start eating.
I saw many people looking at me with curiosity after all I was visibly older than those eleven year olds that reached up to my stomach or so.
Transferring must be a rare thing.
At last it was my turn, I sat on a chair in front of like a thousand people.
Great, there's nothing I love more than a crowd staring at my every move, no pressure.
Professor put the weird looking hat on my head and I felt the strong need to think about my past.
Oh hell no, I put a mental barrier instinctively and heard someone's voice instead.
It was the hat, communicating with me in my head.
"hmm secretive I see, I can sense that you're an intelligent girl, you also always trust your gut and value your strong will. You will fit well in two houses
you may choose either Gryffindor or Slytherin"
I made no friends yet so I had to choose based on what i've heard.

Gryffindor- the brave sounds great and noble but what kind of school wants their students to be brave, war kids? thanks but no thanks.
Slytherin- the ambitious, intelligent and cunning. Yup that's definitely me.
"I choose Slytherin" I felt the connection break and the hat yelled
"SLYTHERIN" yeez boy my ears hurt.
Professor MgGonagal told me to go sit at the table that exploded in cheers.
She seems like someone i don't wanna fuck with, she's like the bad bitch of professors.

I went over to my table passing the boys from the train and took a seat next to a friendly looking blonde girl and a... less friendly looking brunette.
I started eating and talked a bit with them- Daphne  and Astoria before leaving to find my dorm.

I was escorted by a boy named Draco, as a prefect he was supposed to show my the way since I was new here.
We walked through long corridors filled with moving portraits and and flying stairs and i thought how magical this place is until we got to a dungeon.
"Is this where our dorms are? In a..dungeon?" I hopefully asked.
"Mhm" Now i'm certain, the founders were geniuses. What's next executions instead of detention?

We stood in front of a snake made of stone that started speaking.
"Passsswordd"
"Pure blood" At this point I was rolling my eyes out loud.
But I just scoffed at them and followed Draco to my dorm.
I was worn out from the traveling and just wanted a good sleep in a warm bed.
I don't need looking like a zombie on my first day.

I opened the door to my dorm and saw that my bags were already there.
I saw one bed untouched on the left side of the room and figured that it was meant for me.
I cast a spell so that my stuff placed itself in my closet and bathroom and got ready for bed.
I got out of the bathroom when a boy and a girl came in. Damn is this school just good looking people?
"Omg hi! You must be the new girl everyone's been talking about! I'm Pansy" the girl said enthusiastically jumping in for a hug. I can already tell we'll be get along.
"Call me Izzy" She pulled away from the hug and playfully hit the boy.
"Are you done drooling over her and are actually gonna introduce yourself?"
"Oh shut it. I'm Blaise. I heard you already got on Riddles' nerves. Dangerous move." I've only talked with boys on the train so they must be the Riddles. Wait Riddles ? Like Voldemort's sons? Well they definitely got looks from their mother. And arrogance from their father. But they had something to back that arrogance up, a history of killing and torturing people that came in their way. I'm too tired to care. This sounds like tomorrow's problem.
"I don't care who they are, they were the ones being assholes." I chatted with them for a bit before we all agreed to go to sleep. It was already late and we were all exhausted.