myra ; tom riddle

[6]

Chatter almost instantly broke out in the Great Hall, I personally kept to myself and grabbed a few cut potatoes and placed them onto my plate.

I quietly cut into the potatoes enjoying them after not eating since morning but of course, a voice behind me interrupted my alone time with my potatoes.

"Congratulations, little sister," Spencer said squeezing in between me and Lestrange. Most of the Slytherin's glanced over to Spencer and I and then to the red color of his robes in disgust. He was the enemy in their eyes.

"Thank you, Spencer," I said drawing out my words while drinking on the water in my goblet.

I looked up to see Lestrange and Riddle both looking at Spencer and me as we spoke, obviously, they were incapable of minding their own business.

"I knew I could count on you to rile up our family a little bit," Spencer said, nudging my side. He was only proud of me because of the chaos I was about to bring to our family name. A Rafferty put in Slytherin.

I felt my cheeks heat in anger watching as both of the boys continued to stare, Lestrange even whispering something to Avery.

"Do you mind?" I snapped looking at the two who were clearly so interested in what we were talking about. This made Spencer laugh, of course, anything deviant made Spencer laugh.

"You've got yourself covered I see," Spencer said looking at the children only a year younger than him but he looked down at them as if he was much older and superior to them. Lestrange sneered up at him and Avery's cold face did not flinch at the older boy sitting beside them.

Spencer climbed out of the seat making sure to mess up my hair before leaving. I hated when my brothers did this, it was obvious this was the reason he continued doing it. I scowled beneath my breath shooting him a look as he walked away.

After the feast began to calm down, and chatter slowly ceased, the Slytherin prefect stood from the male prefect standing up calling attention to the Slytherin table.

"Alright, I am Ash, your male prefect. All Slytherin first years please follow me, the rest of you may follow Ophelia," He said gesturing towards a gorgeous blonde haired girl standing beside him, her prefect badge shining from the candlelight in front of her.

I stood up as the students of the Slytherin table began to move to where they were supposed to me. Ash had already begun to walk away, us first years having to walk quickly to catch up.

He walked us through the entire castle at a quick speed, showing us the places we needed to know about to survive our first week at Hogwarts including the library, the bathrooms, the classrooms of the classes we would be taking this year and he even mentioned a hidden bathroom in the dungeons that only Slytherins knew about. What better way to be a Slytherin than shit in a hidden bathroom.

We reached a stone wall and Ash looked back to make sure we were all watching him very closely.

"The password changes very often, you must remember it. If you have any questions please ask Ophelia or me." He said before turning back to the wall. I stared in amazement as he placed his hand atop of the wall whispering the word pureblood and the stones began to react. They concave creating a small walkway through the wall and into the dungeon-like room.

No one moved, I'm quite sure they were afraid to.

"Well come on," He said walking through the wall. We filed in behind him entering the dungeon-like area. There was a fireplace lit in the center of the room, but most everything in the room was cold and quite green. "Girls dormitories are upstairs to the left and boys to the right. No funny business, there is an enchantment that keeps you out of each others rooms." He eyed all of us, although we were much too young to even think of the topic.

"You will find that your stuff is already placed atop your beds. Your schedules will be handed out at breakfast, be there no later than 9:00 that is when your first class begins." He explained staring down at all of us. We were all quiet, I was surprised by how demanding yet informative he was as prefect. It was impressive.

A smile formed on his face noticing that no one was going to speak. It was becoming a bit awkward, "Move on will you."

We all began to scatter, eager to see our new dormitories and our belongings that we had parted with at the train station. I jogged up the stairs not wanting to be trampled by the eager children behind me, and took a sharp left into the dormitories labeled FIRST YEARS.

There were at least ten bunk beds in the dormitory, enough to hold all of the first year girls for sure. Each bed had a small card with a students name on it, and beneath it was the Slytherin clothing. Socks, robes, ties, and most of everything we needed clothing wise.

I looked around the room, and to my luck, I found the card that printed Myra Rafferty neatly in italics. Beneath it was my clothing I would wear for the rest of the year and on the floor beside the bed was my luggage. Happily, I was able to say I was on the bottom bunk instead of the top bunk. I always hated sleeping on the top bunk.

I noticed the girls beginning to change around me into their pyjamas not caring that there were strangers in the room. I heard a few of them even giggling about some of the boys they saw and how handsome some of them were.

I grabbed a pair of pyjamas from my luggage quickly changing into them, not wanting someone to stare at my body for too long. I assumed we were able to walk to the bathrooms and change, but quite frankly it was not worth the walk when I could change quickly right here.

With that, I fell climbed into bed trying to drown out the constant giggling of some of the girls talking of the boys in our year. Sleep was better than listening to those girls. I slowly began to doze off imagining what tomorrow will hold.

a little bit of a boring chapter.

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