(A/N! Shout out to ma freind @takeotank! Thanks for reading!)

I woke up, to Beta, my small, Fulvos Owl, standong on my head, looking down at me. "Well good morning." I stood up, with her now on my shoulder. I rumaged through my trunk. It was the weekend. No classes, and homework was done. Beta nipped my ear. "What!" She held up a small envelope, and I grabbed it.

Miss Julia Fliier,

Your presence is required in Professer Dumbledore's office as soon as you are able.

Professer Snape

I quickly slipped on a hoodie and some black pants, and began walking. I almost went to my hideaway, before I remembered why I was heading that way. "Well shoot. It's a Griffen door. And he says he dosen't have favorites." I thought for a moment. "I don't know the password either." I stood there for a few moments, before Professer McGonagall came up behind me. "Ah yes, Miss Julia." She turned to the statue. "Chocolate Frogs." We stepped onto the stairwell, and rode it up at least two stories. We came knto an office where Professers Flitwick, Sprout, Snape, and Dumbledore stood. Great. They found out about me punching Potter... "Miss Fliier, we have, important matters to discuss." Professer Dumbledore said. "Rarely ever has the Sorting Hat questioned his decisions. Miss Fliier, you, do not fit in well with Ravenclaw, do you?" I shook my head. The headmaster pulled the Sorting Hat off his ledge. He quickly dropped it on my head. "Well, well, well. Eventfull years we've had so far haven't we, Julia?" I shuddered. "Let's see... Smart and Resourceful, Ambitious and a bit vengeful. Last time I made a mistake, Julia. But now I'm sure. SLYTHERIN!!!" Professer Flitwick bid me farewell, as well as Professer Sprout. McGonagall spoke with Dumbledore, and Snaoe walked up to me. "Slytherin house, is full, miss Fliier. Every bed. Now, when I asked if anyone could spare space, if you were to join us, Mister Malfoy volunterred to share his, private room." There was a knock on the door and the blonde himself walked in. "Mister Malfoy, take Miss Fliier to her new quarters. We'll havenall your stuff sent shortly." He turned to join the heamaster's conversation. Malfoy slapped that idiotic grin on his face again, and held out his hand. "I can follow you, thank you." He shrugged, and started walking. Down to the dungeons we walked, until we came tk a large brick wall. (I'm sorry, I don't believe the function of the Slytherin house door was ever explained...) "Dragons Hide." He said firmly, and (think of the bricks for diagon alley) a small hole opened up in the wall. He walked through, into a regal green and silver room, with black furniture. "This is the common room, I presume you know?" I recieved a few glares from a few people, but mostly from Pug face Pansy. He grabbed my arm, and led me to a hallway. A painting of a coiled tree snake lay at the end of the hallway, after about 20 doors. He walksd up to the painting. "The password is always the same as the common room." I nodded. "Dragon hide." The painting was given a sort of transparent look, and Malfoy walked through it. Inside was a smaller common room, but more fancy. A Malfoy family picture hung on the wall, above the fireplace. There were doors on either skde kf the room. He pointed to the door on the left. "That's my room," he walked iver tk the other dllr, and slow,y opened it. "And this is yours." The rolm was a gokd size, and had  green canopy bed with black curtains. Thdre was a desk with a sketch pad, and Beta sat in the window sill. "Have you seen a cat, by chance?" I asked. He shook hjs head. "Ringo's his name, he was a gift from my father." Malfoy smiled as in an actual smile, not a smirk. "At least your dad cares enough about you to send you gifts." J was shocked. Why was he being sincere. "He dosen't really care about me. Nickolas O'donnell. Gratuated two years ago. He was a half-blood, and my father hated that he was the only person at school I got along with." Malfoy thought for a moment. "Of course! I completely forgot the Fliiers were pureblood! How come you never came to the ball at Malfoy mansion?" I sat down on tbe bed, and started petting Beta. "My parents were cautious about lettig me go to parties."

(Quick picture of my cat, Jack, who will be plaing the role of Ringo.)

"Well, come Christmas, you'll have to come to my home." I fell off the bed, startled, as my trunk magically appeared at the foot of my bed. "Bloody hell!" I exclaimed, rubbing my head. Malfoy laughed. I stood up, and hooked his foot with mine, and sent him tumbling to the ground. I smirkednat his confused face. "It's not funny." I said to him, and grabbed his hand helping him up. He bid me farewell, and went to leave the room. "Wait..." He said. "Your, floo network thing..." I thought for a moment. "I'll most likely appear in the, er, seperate common room." He gave me  a last, unidentifiable look before he left the room.

No P.O.V

"Isn't it dangerpus putting a boy and a girl in a seperate common room, by themselves?" Professer McGonnagal asked Snape. "I assure you, if anything happens, we'll find other arrangements." Professer McGonnagal gave snape a doubtful look. "Whatever you say, Severus."