Houses

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"So... This is the Slytherin common room." Tom said as we entered a large room with a thick cabernet scent. Walls were black and green; Slytherin's colors. There were two sofas in front of a dark fireplace, and a small coffe table between them."Come on!" He said as he sat down in one of the sofas. It'd be nice to sit. The race actually tired me. It's true I didn't win, and stumbled with the top of trees more than seven times, but I didn't fall off the broom, which is good. As for Lucian, Dippet made sure he was in my room after we arrived. Tom greeted some boys that were sitting on the sofa in front of us as I sat down. "Pierre, this is Marcus. Marcus, this is Pierre. He's a transfer student from the Bermej academy in Europe." he said while he winked at me as I rolled my eyes. He pointed out a thin dark skin boy. He streched his hand out and I shook it. "Please, don't ever think he's a dick. he just can't speak... literally." Tom said. Marcus let out a silent chuckle. I laughed back. Obviously, I didn't want him to think that I was laughing at him, and not with him, so I didn't hold that laugh for long. Tom kept introducing other people. Sarah and her sister Ashley, Bobby, Sam, Rodrick... People who seemed to be Tom's closest friends. "We all stand for each other, like a family. People think Slytherin's all bad because of it's founder." I stood confused for a minute. Ashley seemed to noticed. "Tom, maybe he doesn't know about Salazar." She whispered. "Right." He responded. Ashley looked at me. "I'll show him." She said with a wide smile as she grabbed my hand and pulled me to the fireplace. On top of it, there was a big painting. A tall strong man stood there, wearing dark silver armor, and a green cape. "This is Salazar Slytherin, one of the four founders of Hogwarts. The others were Godric Griffindor, Helga Hufflepuf and Rowena Ravenclaw. These three always stood together in their ideals. They thought pure-bloods and half-bloods could both learn in Hogwarts. Yet, Salazar didn't. He thought it was an insult to allow half-bloods study here. That's why everyone in Slytherin is somehow thinked of being evil, or something around it." She finished. "Bravo." Tom said clapping his hands. "Someone's been studying." Bobby mocked. "Better to be as stupid as you." She spat back with a grinn. Bobby looked down in shame while others laughed out. After we went to dinner, Tom showed me around the Mess Hall, introduced me to more friends, teachers, (that didn't knew of my 'birth') ghosts... Almost everyone he knew. But just as everything good, all must come to an end. As I climbed on my bed after an exhausting day, I began to think of everything. It feels so long, and it's only been a day and a half. I don't know why destiny brought me here, but I'm glad it did.

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