Howl of the forgotten

Chapter 8 Slytherin house

Parsletongue
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Thoughts

     After giving his speech, Dumbledore dismissed all the students to their dorms. Vitani, Draco, Blaise, and Pansy along with the rest of the first year Slytherins followed the prefects down to the dungeons. As they got further into the dungeons it became colder. You could see most of the first years rap up in their cloaks.
"HOW are you NOT cold right now?" Draco asked Vitani who was the only one other than the prefects who didn't rap up in their cloaks. "Because it's not that cold. Compared to what I've felt this is actually really warm. I might just break a sweat!" Vitani replied. "Well that's a first!" The female prefect laughed out. Vitani just raised her eyebrow in question. "Let me elaborate for Hanna. Every year all the first years get cold down here because they aren't used to it. Saying you might start sweating has never happened." The male prefect stated. That's the kid from dinner thought Vitani absentmindedly.

Vitani's POV

     We walked through the portrait and we're met with a BEAUTIFUL sight

Ignore the Christmas tree.

The prefects lead us around the middle of the room then stand off to the side. I see a tall man with black greasy hair that reaches his shoulders, with a hook nose, ebony eyes, and dressed in all black robes. He stands near a corner infront of a statue and started speaking. "You have been chosen to be in the Slytherin house. In this house we champion ambition and cunningness. The other houses look down on us because they believe we are dark and evil. That being said, weather you despise a person in this house it will NOT leave the common room. If you see your fellow house mate in trouble you WILL help them. This rule is non-negotiable. This predjudice also spreads to the staff. They will believe another house over you in a heartbeat. This being said if you wish to break a rule Do. Not. Get. Caught. If you think you may be caught let it be by me. If not me have an alibis ready. In Slytherin you will act as a united front. You will walk in groups and never walk the halls alone, lest making you vulnerable. If you are having trouble with a class or another student do not be afraid to ask me, a prefect, or an older year for help. Curfew for 1st-4th is 21:00(9:00pm) and lights out at 22:00(10pm) 5th-7/8th is 22:00(10pm) lights out at 23:00(11pm) on the week days. On the weekends you may stay up for as long as you wish as long as you can get up at at the latest 7:30 Am.
If you haven't heard already my name is Professor Severus Snape, I am the potions master and teacher of this school. Tomorrow you will be up by 7:00 the prefects will lead you to the great hall at 7:30 on the dot. This will be the only time this happens unless you really can't find your way." After he finished his speach the prefects told us to go chose our dorm room. It was 1-2 a dorm. I was walking down the hallway when I felt a strong magic. It was pulling me in. I followed it, all the way down to the end of the hallway. There stood a door with the letters T. M. R on them inisals maybe? I opened the door and stepped inside. Immediately the strong magic washed over me. It made me feel safe. I saw my trunk had magically appeared at the foot of my bed. The bed a good  size. It was black and light blue, obviously changing it to fit me.

I looked around the room in awe. I had my own walk-in closet. A master bathroom, with black and white alternating concrete floors. There was a walk-in shower and a giant tub. I started unpacking. I put my bathing items, makeup, and oral hygiene products in to bathroom. I put my clothes and shoes in the closet. I put my necklace on a stand on my end table. On the other end table I put a picture of my grandma Aki, and Grampa Kela(in their wolf form.) After I was done I changed into some some causal clothes and headed back to the common room.

"Hey guys!" I say to my friends. "Hey! Where have you been? I didn't see what room you picked Draco asked. "OH! I found this room at the end of the hall. Its huge. The closet is a walk-in the bathroom is beautiful and the bedroom itself is huge." I told them. They all have me a confused look. "Did you say you were in the room at the end of the hall!" Asked an upper year student surprised. "Yes..." I answered confused. "Be right back!" He said excitedly. Now I was really confused. "What was that about?" I asked Blaise. "No clue." He replied. After a few minutes, the boy came back with professor Snape. "This is the girl?" He asked pointing at me. "Yes sir." The upper year answered. "Excuse me, but would you mind telling me what is going on?" I ask. They look at me, and professor Snape gestures for me to follow. I look to my friends who give me a reasuring nod before I follow the professor out of the common room and through the dungeons to what I assume is the potions lab. I raise an eyebrow as we walk inside. He tells me to sit at one of the desks. I nod and take my seat. "That room belonged to a friend of mine when he was in school. Said that he locked it with his magic so that only those his magic deems worthy or those that he put in the ward would be able to to go in." The professor told me. "That's what that was. I felt something pull me towards that room. When I stepped is it washed over me giving me a very safe feeling." I told professor Snape. "I see. You see I think I know who you are...at least who you used to be." The potions professor told me. I eyed him suspiciously before he continued. "See I used to be Lily Potter's best friend before she became fame hungry and let her who feed off the fame. She became very stuck up and beloved many to be below her. I remember there being two children. Not one. A boy who looked like a carbon copy of his father except for his eyes who looked like his mother's but duller. And a girl who had hair as white as snow with streaks of blue in them she had bright icy blue eyes and she loved to read. She was cast out by her family bc they believed her brother to be better bc he was "the-boy-who-lived," he told me. "He isn't." I snap. The professor raises and eyebrow in question. I sigh no going back now. I think to myself. I move the hair that's covering my eye to reveal a blind withe eye with a lighting bolt scar running through it. (Like the cover picture)  I have an edicate memory. I remember everything. I remember the day when the "dark lord" came to my home I remember what he said and who he tried to kill. It wasn't Harry...it was me."

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