Chapter 9 - Selina Black

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I was surprised at the audacity some of the Slytherins had, just over hearing their conversations at the dining table it felt odd. I was happy enough to be sorted into this house, although I knew that with that came the stigma of corruption and cunningness. I engaged in some light small talk, while slowly eating some of the huge feast that was given to the table. I found my mind wondering slightly, thinking about my future outcomes being in this house. Eventually dinner was over and we were all being escorted out of the hall. I quickly grabbed my trunk and Milton, I made sure to give him some of the leftover food just like I promised. I followed the Slytherin prefect as we mounted the winding staircases leading to the Slytherin common room.

"Not a surprise to see you in Slytherin, Selina" I spun around to see Draco Malfoy with a hideous smirk on his face
"I could say the same about you Malfoy" I said in retaliation to his snide comment.

I had never been a huge fan of the Malfoy family, I had met them several times over the past couple of years and unfortunately running into them in Diagon Alley had made me dislike the family even more. If it wasn't for the fact that they were so arrogant and rude then it was definitely because I just didn't like them as people, the worst of them was Dracos sister Vesper, I was extremely surprised to see her be sorted into Gryfindoor that was for sure.

"So Vespers in Gryfindoor I bet she made the family real proud" I said walking into the now empty common room, Draco looked at me with a hurt look
"Well you sure made your dad proud" he said smirking, then turning and walking off in a huff.

I did the same wondering into my assigned room, to my surprise there was already several people inside, one of the girls came up to me immediately introducing herself a little too eager I thought.
"Hii my names Pansy, Pansy Parkinson" she gestured with an hand out
"I'm Selina Black" I said in response taking her hand.

The rest of the night was full of unpacking and going into a restless sleep, I kept tossing and turning until I eventually drifted off. I woke to the sound of commotion echoing around the common room. I sat up in bed with a puzzled look as to what everyone was doing, Pansy seemed to notice my gaze and laughed
"Don't worry just some of the seniors fighting, happens all the time" she said brushing off the fight, as a usual occurrence, this year ought to be fun.

I quickly got out of bed and dressed into my now Slytherin robes, I gave Milton pat on the head before walking towards the bathroom, once inside I brushed my teeth as well as pulling my hair into a high pony tail, I was wanted it out of the way for my first classes. Glancing at my timetable I had been given last night I realised my first class was charms, followed by defensive against the dark arts.

After a short while of pacing back and forward in my room I decided to walk out and into the shared section. To my surprise I saw Mattheo and Theo sitting on the couch.
"Finally you really took your time" Theo said pretending to yawn
"I didn't realise you were waiting for me" I said as they stood up walking towards the door
"Of course we would wait we're friends after all" Mattheo said
There was something about the word friends that just seemed so comforting, as I walked out of the room following them I realised that I had never had friends before it was usually just me,by myself.

We made our way to the charms classroom, I was surprised to see a lot of Gryfindoors waiting inside
"Are we at the wrong classroom?" I asked Theo
"No they're mixing houses this year something about a more diverse classroom" Theo responded walking into the classroom, i took a seat next to him while mattheo said behind us with his feet up on the desk.

We were greeted by Professor Flitwick who introduced himself as the head of Ravenclaw house and the most knowledgeable charms master alive in the word today. He had a remarkably short stature i was guessing he had a dash of goblin blood, in his DNA. He went onto explain, while handing out feathers that today we would be leaning the levitation spell. He stood at the front of the classroom with his wand;
"Wingardium Leviosa" he commanded as the feather delicately floated off the desk and into the air.
"Now you try" he slightly yelled

The spell seemed simple enough and I thought I had read about it on the lead up to hogwarts. I picked up my wand, which contained a Phoenix Feather core. I carefully placed my wand on top of the feather and quietly and quickly stated
"Wingardium Leviosa" I watched amazed as the feather drifted off the table and into the air, I glanced around pleased with myself, I caught a glare from one of the Gryfindoors who immediately after looking at me got her feather to float.
"Well done Miss Black" Flickwick said passing my table
"Show off, I can't get the darn thing to move" mattheo said from behind me, a laughed at this comment.

"Stop, stop stop! You're going to take someone's eye out. Besides, you're saying it wrong. It's Levi-o-sa, not Levio-sar" I turned to hear a girl, Hermione Granger say to who I had been introduced as Ron, he looked fed up with her and quite annoyed that Granger had managed to float her feather. Unfortunately the class was interrupted by an echoing explosion coming from Seamus Finnigans table, I jumped alarmed by the sound it made and immediately spun my head around to face him, his face appeared to be covered in some type of ash.
"I think we're going to need another feather over here Professor" a boy who I hadn't met yet said, I couldn't remember his name from the sorting either

"I think we very well will Mr Potter" flickwick said delivering a feather over to the table. Potter as in Harry Potter?!??!?!

I stood still for moments wondering how the chosen one defeated lord Voldemort, the sound of flickwick dismissing the class caught me off guard as I scrambled to pick up everything in my hand, I followed the rest of my class towards the DADA classroom. As I walked inside I saw a cupboard sort of thing with the words BOGGART written on the board.

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