A New Year

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"SLYTHERIN" the sorting hat booms, breaking the pin drop silence in the great hall. All the Slytherins cheer for a new member of our house. The little girl runs over with a big smile on her face sitting next to a bunch of other first years.

"Do you remember sitting in that chair?" Astoria whispers into my ear.

"Yeah I was about to shit myself," I laughed, "could you imagine if I hadn't been in Slytherin?"

"Yeah you'd be fucking dead," she says back as a black haired boy walks over to sit in the stool next. This was the last kid of the bunch. I secretly enjoyed the sorting ceremony because I love guessing where each one will go just by how they look. I'm almost always right.

After the little kid got sorted into Ravenclaw, Dumbledore gives his regular speech. I always tune him out every year cause I really don't care what he has to say. He finally finishes talking and food forms out of nowhere on the tables in front of us.

I put a couple vegetables on my plate just to look like I'll be eating. Only Astoria(my best friend) and Mattheo(my half brother) know, but I have an eating disorder and it's gotten pretty bad these last few months. I've always been insecure but recently I've grown a fear of throwing up so I just resort to not eating so throwing up isn't an option. I've tried going to therapists and stuff but it's just never worked.

"Guys, I'm so excited to get fucked up tonight," Draco says stuffing his face with food. Everyone joins in on a conversation about the party being held tonight. There's always a party held in every common room on the first day back jus for the 6th and 7th years. But a lot of people from other houses sneak into the Slytherin one because we always throw the best one. I personally love parties because I'm quite the extrovert.

After the feast is over, we all head up to the Slytherin common room. We get our dorm assignments from a big poster on the wall but me and Astoria have shared a dorm since 1st year. We head up there immedietly and see our trunks at the foot of our beds. I hate unpacking. Like it's actually my least favorite thing to do. But the excitement of a party makes it better. As me and Astoria unpack we start off with some back to school gossip.

"Reagan, do you finally think you'll date this year?" Astoria asks me eyeing my cheekily. In my fourth year, I dated Adrian Pucey, another Slytherin in our year but it ended pretty badly. After that I've kind of been scarred from relationships and have just had weird situationships all of my 5th year. But hey it's 6th year now so who knows what will happen?

"Maybe if I find the right guy," I shrug returning her look, "but I enjoyed my hoe era last year."

"I hardly think 2 guys is a hoe era Rea," she laughs as she starts hanging things up in her closet.

"Shut up Azzy," I say walking up behind her and smacking her lightly on the butt.

"Ok but on another note, the guys got suck glow ups this year," Astoria says turning around. She's so dramatic I love her. The way she said that with this evil glint in her eye makes me laugh.

"Like who?"

"Umm Mattheo—"

"Ew he's my brother."

"I mean Draco looks amazing—"

"He's sort of my cousin?"

"Ok but if Blaise and Pansy haven't been dating since 3rd year I'd totally be trying to seduce him right now," she says laughing.

"Ok that I agree with," I start hanging my own clothes up in my closet.

"And Theo looks like a whole new person," she says.

"I didn't really look at him today," I realize, "I'll look at the party. I mean he's always been pretty attractive."

"Ooo Reagan has a crushh—"

"No I don't!" I squeal and laugh at the same time, "I'm allowed to say someone is attractive without having a crush on them."

"Ok but you guys would be such a power couple. Like you're both quidditch players, you're both ranked in the top 10 of our class. And you both are hot as fuck," she says going into the bathroom.

"Why thank you lovey," I wink at her, "but seriously like I haven't had an actual conversation with him in my life."

"Well maybe this years the year?" she says. I shrug. I mean would it really be so bad?

The time is 9:55 and the party starts at 10:30 so I really need to start getting ready. Everyone knows the only right order to getting ready is hair, makeup, then outfit. So I start by taking out my straightening iron and straightening my hair. I love my hair when it's straight. It just makes me feel so powerful especially since it's black. Once it's pin straight I start on makeup. I do all natural but add extra contour to make my cheekbones look sharper. I also add something I've never one before but I love it. It was adding black eyeliner on my waterline to make my green eyes pop.

The outfit is always super important but I'm super indecisive when it comes to it. But I finally settled on one of Astoria's dresses which was a black spagetti strap dress that stopped halfway down my thigh but had a slit that was just pushing it past where my thing line was. It also had an open back but my hair was super long so it covered it. I paired it with a pair of gold heels to add some contrast and added some gold hoops and a small chain to match.

Astoria also straightened her brown hair and did some light makeup which made her look like a cupcake. She wore a gold dress with black heels. We looked like opposites. I mean everyone always referred to us as the black cate and golden retriever duo. My being the black cat obviously.

It was 10:20 and we could already hear music and commotion coming from the common room.

"Wait before we go down," Astoria says crouching down beside her bed and pulling something out from under. It was 2 shot glasses and Malibu rum. She poured the rum into the two glasses and handed me one. "Cheers to 6th year."

"Cheers," I smile at her. Our glasses clink as we both down the shot.

6th year best year right?

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