"It's true then, what they were saying on the train." A voice says as I glance behind me to see a blond boy who was leaning against a wall. "Harry and y/n potter has come to Hogwarts."

"Did you expect us to be in a muggle school to learn magic?" I ask while tilting my head, raising an eyebrow at the blond who was glaring at me.

"This is Crabbe, Goyle, and I'm Malfoy, Draco Malfoy." He introduces as Ron snickers at the name, causing Draco to look over and glare at him.

"Think my names funny do you? No need to ask for yours, red hair, and a hand-me-down robe? You must be a Weasley." Draco says with a glare as Ron quiets down.

"You'll soon find out some wizarding families are better than others potter. You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort." Draco says as he glances at Ron. "I can help you there."

Draco holds his hand out as Harry looks at him.

"I think we can tell the wrong sort for ourselves, thanks," Harry denies the friendship offer as I roll my eyes.

"You're only speaking for yourself there harrykins, I've made it clear that the Weasley is an annoying piece of—" I stop as I turn back towards malfoy. "Anyways, I'd be fine with behind friends, Malfoy. Though... don't say things like that when you're trying to make friends, it'll scare em' off."

*I like the blonde one!* Nyx hisses making me snort at her sudden remark about the blonde.

I grin at him in amusement before shaking his hand and letting go. He smirks at my brother before realizing McGonagall is behind him and walking off.

"We're ready for you." She says as she leads us to a room where all the first years were lined up and the already sorted were sat down at the respective tables.

"Now, before we begin professor dumbledore would like to say a few words." McGonagall explains as she steps aside when dumbledore stands up.

"I have a few start-of-term notices I wish to announce. The first years, please note that the dark forest is strictly forbidden to all students. Also, our caretaker, Mr. Flich, has asked me to remind you that the third-floor corridor, on the right-hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a most painful death, thank you." Dumbledore explains as the first years glance at each other nervously.

The hall was silent for a moment as everyone glanced around nervously before McGonagall speaks.

"When I call your name, you shall come forth, I will place the sorting hat on your head and you will be sorted into your houses." She explains as I yawn at the boring introduction.

"Hermione granger!" McGonagall calls as she walks up, muttering to herself.

She sits down as the hat is placed on her head.

"Hm... right then... right okay.. are you sure?.. alright then... GRYFFINDOR!!" The hat calls as the tables clap, Gryffindor being the loudest considering they've gotten a new student.

"Draco Malfoy!" Is the next one to be called, he walks up there as he barely even sits down the hat calls Slytherin.

"There's never been a bad wizard who wasn't in Slytherin..." Ron mutters as I roll my eyes.

He realizes that we're fucking eleven right? How the hell are you going to manage to call a literal eleven-year-old a dark wizard just because of what house they were sorted into.

"Susan bones!" Is the next to be called as I zone out before I feel a pair of eyes boring into the side of my head.

I glance over and see a black-haired professor staring at me and Harry as my scar suddenly starts to hurt. Quirrell also had the back of his head facing us as I didn't notice.

"Shit..." I mutter as Harry seems to get the same feeling.

I look over at the teacher as he looks away, I roll my eyes as Ronald gets called.

"Ronald Weasley!" He walks up and sits down on the chair nervously.

"Ha!" The hat laughs as Ronald flinches. "Another Weasley. I know just what to do with you! GRYFFINDOR!!"

Ron lets out a sigh of relief as Harry smiles and nods at the boy proudly.

"Harry Potter!" McGonagall says as the room goes quiet. Dumbledore straightens up as I raise an eyebrow, everything about this man is so suspicious and I don't know why.

"Hm.. well... maybe... are you sure... I still think you would do better in... fine whatever... then it better be... GRYFFINDOR!!" The hat calls out as the Gryffindor cheers louder than ever before as dumbledore claps.

Seems the old man was pretty biased on the houses. He would clap for any gryffindor, smile at any hufflepuffs or ravenclaws, but remained stone-faced at any slytherins.

Harry goes to sit with them as I sigh boredly.

"Y/n potter!" The hall goes silent once again in anticipation.

I walk over and sit down on the chair, letting the hat be placed on my head.

"I wonder, are you going to be like your brother?" A voice in my head calls as I glance around before realizing it's the hat.

"Maybe, maybe not." I think back to the voice as it pauses, suddenly a rush of memories flashes through my eyes before it goes back to the image of the great hall.

"What the fuck was that?!" I snap as I glare up at the hat.

"You definitely have the intelligence and wit to be in ravenclaw.. yes... also the braveness of a gryffindor..." the hat thinks to itself as I roll my eyes.

"Just sort me in the house that would fit me best already!" I snap in annoyance.

"Very well then... SLYTHERIN!!" The hat shouts the last part aloud as the hall goes silent in shock.

Slowly the Slytherin table starts to cheer even louder than Gryffindor.

I grin as I walk over to the table and take a seat next to Malfoy.

"Shocker, y/n potter, in Slytherin?" Malfoy says as I roll my eyes and glance over at him.

"I'm not all that surprised Malfoy, it was sort of expected." I explain with a grin as I lay my head in the palm of my hand.

"Pease, call me Draco." He says as I grin at him happily.

"Then call me y/n!" I say before I feel a certain snake slithering down around my neck as I hear several gasps.

"And this is nyx, she's been with me for a while." I add on with a cheeky grin as Draco's eyes widen slightly before he grins at me in amusement.

"I can tell we're going to get along just fine." Draco says as I roll my eyes.

"T-there's a snake!!" Someone exclaims quietly as everyone nearby back away slightly.

"Wow, a snake at the Slytherin table? Shocker." I state monotonously as I feel a pair of eyes glaring at me, I glance over and see that darkly dressed professor with the same agitated face as before.

"Nyx, come here." I state as she hisses before slithering over and into the pocket of my robes.

I look around as nobody from the other tables nor the professor's table seemed to notice, with the exception of that bat-like teacher.

Everyone nearby seemed to calm down slightly, seeing that nyx would listen to me and (probably) not hurt anyone.

McGonagall takes her spoon and hits it lightly on the glass as she speaks, "your attention, please."

The hall goes quiet as everybody looks up, rumble stands up with the same fake grandfatherly smile.

"Let the feast, begin!" He says as everyone starts to talk to each other.

I glance at the teacher who was staring at me and Harry before seeing him talking to Quirrell.

"Hey, Draco, who's the bat-like teacher talking to Quirrell?" I question Draco as he glances at me before looking at the teacher.

"That's professor snape, he's also my godfather." Draco quickly explains as I nod before continuing to question him.

"What does he teach?" I ask as Draco raises an eyebrow at me but answers anyway.

"Potions, but everyone knows that he wants to teach the dark arts, he's been after that job since forever." Draco explains lazily as he gestures toward them talking one final time.

"Interesting..." I mutter before sighing and shaking my head.

———

Once the feast was done, we were led by the prefects to our dormitories as they explain to keep an eye on the staircases because sometimes they change.

I follow the prefect as I walk next to Draco who seems bored by the paintings who were talking, we reach a picture of a man who seemed to be younger than dumbledore, but still pretty damn old.

"New Slytherins? And one of them seems to be...." He trails off as he glances at me before shaking his head with a smirk on his face. "How interesting..."

"This is Salazar Slytherin, you must state to him the password and the entrance in the wall will open. The entrance password is pureblood, though if one proves themselves to be a true Slytherin and has permission from Salazar, they can enter." The prefect states before saying the password again to open the passageway.

The entrance was opened by Salazar as he waved his hand causing the stones to move, revealing a hole in the wall which had stairs leading down to the dungeon's.

"Welcome to the Slytherin common room. Boys dormitories upstairs and down to your left, girls the same on your right. If you're anything else, go wherever you want." The prefect explains as everyone is looking around the rather luxurious common room.

"You'll find all your belonging have already been brought up." He explains before heading towards the dorms.

Everyone goes to their designated dorms as I wave to Draco and head toward the girls dorm.

———

I wave to the other girls as they glance at me with a small smile and wave.

"So... what're your names? If you don't mind me asking.." I trail off as I look at the three.

"My name is Pansy Parkinson! You all can call me pansy if you wish!" Pansy explains with a polite smile as I nod and sit on my bed.

"Hm..? Oh! My name is daphne Greengrass! It's lovely to meet all of you!" She gushes with an energetic smile as she shakes my hand.

"You can call me Elvira... though uh.. I plan to switch to ilvermorny soon so I probably won't talk to others much..." the last person says in barely a whisper as I smile gently at her and nod.

"Well, my name is y/n potter! Though I'm fine with you all calling me y/n!!" I say as I grin at them excitedly.

"Also... this is nyx!" I say as the snake slithers onto my bed and looks at the other people in the room briefly before curling up to go to sleep.

———

I sit in bed as everyone else in my dorm is already asleep, we had all gotten along pretty well.

I sit in my bed as nyx was explaining everything about magic she could as next to me, the misty grey owl I had gotten who I named Embry was Sitting on my lap as I pet her softly.

She rubs her head against my hand as a small smile forms on my face.