What does it mean to be a Slytherin? The hatred for muggleborns? Or the cunning and mischievous attitude? What about the ambitious plans and schemes that would get anyone else killed?
There is more that meets the eye with this house a tricksters and...
My alarm goes off and the little wooden cardinal flies around my head to wake me up. I sit up and say to it half asleep, "I'm awake!" As soon as the words leave my mouth the bird swoops back into its wooden cage.
I slip on my robes and sneak a couple sweets in my pocket before I walk downstairs to the mess hall for breakfast.
A loud whistle draws my attention to the closet Slytherin table. Lily smiles at me and asks while cutting her warm ham into slices, "How are you feeling? I know it must have been hard to sleep last night."
I shrug and continue to eat silently, too tired to respond. Lily sighs and pats my hand reassuringly. "If you need a hand with notes I can help you out." I look up at her with a weary expression, not sure if I should trust her.
Lily breaks her eye contact with me when a Hufflepuff walks to our table with a nervous expression. I turn around and I stare at the boy that stand in front of me. He smiles nervously at Lily before meeting eyes with me.
"Hello...my name is Jackson." He held his hand out for me to shake. I hesitantly shake his hand. Jackson's smile blooms and I shift my eyes to my feet.
I look up at the sound of a Griffindor grabbing Jackson's arm and walking him away from the Slytherin table. I faintly hear the Griffindor whisper, "Why do you hang out with them? They probably already went through your wallet."
I stand up loudly right after those words and march off with my books floating behind me.
FIRST CLASS: TRANSFIGURATION
When I reach Mcgonagall's class, I sit down and begin writing notes from the book even though the room is empty except for Mcgonagall and I.
She walks over to my seat and taps the corner of my table, drawing my attention. "Come. Since you are here so early I must not waste this time. I can show you the basics of Transfiguration."
After five minutes I imagine myself as a snake, and I feel myself shifting. Suddenly Professor Mcgonagall gasps and stares at me with awe.
I look down and gape at my form in wonder. A small green and gold dragon stares back at me in the hand mirror that Mcgonagall brought out.
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At that moment, the rest of class walks in including a glum looking Jackson. Professor Mcgonagall smiles at the rest of class while stroking my scaly head.
"Now class it seems like a certain Slytherin has a knack for transfiguration. Gather around, not that close Weasley!"
The others flock around me with a amazement gracing their faces. I imagine my normal form and slowly, the scales and wings disappear.
The class erupts into gasps and squeals as they begin to ask questions. I laugh nervously until the teacher takes the hint and shoos everyone to their seats.
