We finished eating and it was time to go to our dorms. We all stood up to leave and were placed with a prefect to follow. I ended up ignoring half of what he said and just followed him to the dungeons were put dormitory was.

However before I could make it downstairs, a pair of arms landed on my shoulder and I let out a squeak. I turned around and saw non other then the Weasley Twins, my old partners in crime.

"What do you want?" I asked with a frown.

"Come with-"

"-us." Fred finished grabbing my arm.

They looped arms with me and led me away from the group all while I shot them a glare, clearly annoyed that they were stopping me from returning to my room.

"So, we want you-"

"-to join our group." George finished with a smirk.

"What's in it for me?" I asked playfully.

The Weasley Twins, are, and have always been a bunch of pranksters. From the day they were born, possibly to they die, they have had a love to prank people.

Their mum always said it was a curse from giving birth to them on April fools day. I say it's because they are immature idiots, but then again they are my idiots.

"Fine." I said with a groan, knowing they wouldn't leave me alone.

"She said-"

"Yea!" George exclaimed as they jumped around me.

I quickly left them and made it in time to learn how to open our door. We walked inside and I let out a sigh of relief. The Slytherin's dormitory wasn't as bad as I had imagined.

"Come here now. Welcome to the Slytherin's Common Room. Boy's dormitories, to your left. Girls, to your right. You'll find that your belongings have already been brought up." The Prefect said as he pointed the way to our rooms.

We went to leave but was stopped.

"Hold on, Professor Snape will be here and he will want to talk to you all." He said sternly.

I held back a groan and set down with some of the other students, one being Draco.

"Who would have thought we would get a Potter." Draco said happily.

"Bug off." I mumbled as I walked away from him.

"Silence!" A voice ordered cutting off any snide comment from Draco.

I turned around and watched as Professor Snape walked into the dorm.

Professor Snape was a thin man with sallow skin, a large, hooked nose and yellow, uneven teeth. He was dressed in a flowing black robes which, to me, made him resemble an overgrown bat. He had shoulder-length, greasy black hair which framed his face in curtains, curling lips and dark eyes

"Now, I have rules that will be followed. One males and females do not share living areas. Two there will be no use of unauthorized magic. Three you will not make us lose the house cup. Do I make myself clear?" Snape asked angrily.

"Yes sir." We all said nodding our heads.

"Good, now off to bed." He ordered making all of us scurry up and rush to our rooms.

We all went to are assigned dorms, and I ended up being roomed with the girl from earlier, who I learned went by Pansy, and a couple other girls. The first thing I did upon arriving in my room was grab some parchment and a quill.

"What are you doing?" Pansy asked, walking up to me.

"Writing to Moony." I explained as I dipped my quill into some ink.

Dear Moony,

I have just arrived at my dorm, Hogwarts is so beautiful. You won't believe who I met, Harry Potter. I didn't even know we would be in the same year. He has a lightning scar too, it's on his forehead though.

Anyways, I'm making friends so don't worry to much about me. I can't wait to see you for Christmas break. I miss you already.

Also.... I was placed in Slytherin. I hope you're not disappointed.

Love, Ebony

The other girls where already dressed in their pajamas so I decided to quickly change, before sending my letter out.

"I can't believe you're that homesick." One of the girls said with a laugh.

"I'm not homesick, I'm just writing to my Moony." I said as I set my quill down.

"You call your mum, Moony?" Pansy asked with a laugh.

"I call my caretaker, Moony. I don't have a mum, she died when I was 1 and a half." I said looking away from them.

They instantly shut up and I sent the letter out. When I saw the owl leave, I climbed into bed and fell fast asleep, tears threatening to stream down my face.

Classes soon began and I quickly rushed to Transfiguration. I couldn't be late my first day, McGonagall would never let me hear the end of it. Right as I was at the door I bumped into Ron and Harry.

"You're late too?" Harry asked in shock.

"Yep." I said as Ron let out a snort, earning a glare from me and Harry.

We ran inside and I let out a groan as I saw a cat on the desk, glaring at us.

"Whew, we made it. Can you imagine the look on McGonagall's face if we were late?" Ron asked with a sigh.

The cat jumped off the desk and I watched as it transformed into Professor McGonagall.

"That was bloody brilliant." Ron said as he and Harry stared at her in shock.

"Thank you for that assessment, Mr. Weasley. Perhaps if I were to transfigure, Mr. Potter and yourself into a pocketwatch, that way one of you might be on time." She said as she sent them a glare.

"We got lost." I said softly.

"Then perhaps a map? I trust you don't need one to find your seats."

We nodded our heads and I quickly set down beside Draco, who was shaking his head.

"First day and you're already late. I'm going to have to keep an eye on you." He said with a laugh.

"Someone has to." I mumbled as I pulled my book out.

Class started and I quietly took notes on everything that McGonagall talked about.

It was soon time for Potions, my favorite subject, and I quickly rushed to class before everyone. I plopped down in my seat and held back a groan as Draco set beside me.

Before I could say anything to him about moving seats, the door was slammed open and Professor Snape walked into the room.

"There will be no foolish wand waving or silly incantations in this class. As such, I don't expect many of you to appreciate the subtle science and exact art that is potion making. However, for those select few... who possess the predisposition, I can teach you how to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses. I can tell you how to bottle fame, brew glory and even put a stopper...in death." Snape said glaring at Harry.

I looked over at Harry and saw that he was writing everything down.

"Then again, maybe some of you have come to Hogwarts in possession of abilities so formidable that you feel confidant enough to not...pay...attention." Snape said angrily.

Hermione nudged Harry, and he shot her a look. She quickly motioned to Snape and he set his quill down.

"Mr. Potter. Our...new...celebrity. Tell me, what would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?" Snape asked with a frown.

I held back a groan as Harry shrugged his shoulders. Of course he didn't know anything about potions, he lives with a Muggle family. Hermione raised her hand and I silently cursed her out, she wasn't making this better.

"You don't know? Well, let's try again. Where, Mr. Potter, would you look if I asked you to find me a bezoar?"

"I don't know, sir." Harry said looking at his desk.

"And what is the difference between monkshood and wolfbane?" Snape asked with a frown.

"I don't know, sir."

"Pity. Clearly, fame isn't everything... is it, Mr. Potter?" Snape asked with a smirk.

"Clearly, Hermione knows. Since it's a pity not to ask her." Harry said causing me to choke on air.

I gasped for air and tried to hold back a laugh, while the whole class burst out laughing, at a very annoyed Snape.

"Silence." Snape ordered, shutting everyone up.

Snape turned to look back at Harry, who instantly gulped as Snape glared down at him. I watched as he walked over to Harry's desk.

"And put your hand down, you silly girl." Snape ordered.

Snape set down in front of Harry, and leaned towards him.

"For your information, Potter... asphodel and wormwood make a sleeping potion so powerful, it is known as the Draught of Living Death. A bezoar is a stone taken from the stomach of a goat and it will save you from most poisons. As for monkshood and wolfsbane, they are the same plant, which also goes by the name of aconite." Snape said sternly.

Everyone stayed quiet and Snape let out a scuff as he stood back up.

"Well? Why aren't you all copying this down?" He asked angrily.

Everyone quickly started to write down everything he said. Snape returned to his desk, and dipped his quill into some ink.

"And Gryffindors, note that five points, will be taken from your house... for your classmate's cheek." Snape said before he started to write down somethings.

I let out a sigh and toyed with my quill.

"Why aren't you writing it down?" Draco asked in a whisper.

"Oh sorry." I mumbled as I started to write.

Class was soon over and I held my copy of Potions for the gifted in my hands.

"Why are you using that book?" Hermione asked calmly.

"I like it." I said with a frown.

"But it's for advanced potion making. The stuff in there is way to hard for you to be reading, not to mention we aren't even learning any of it." Hermione said with a frown.

"For you, perhaps. But I have studied Potions since I was seven and I know all about it." I said calmly.

"But aren't you a Slytherin? I thought they weren't smart." Ron said calmly.

"Some would say the same about you." I said angrily.

I turned away from him and quickly rushed to the library, needing to grab a couple books for an essay in Transfiguration. I accidentally bumped into Neville and made him drop his books.

"I'm so sorry!" I exclaimed as I crouched down and helped him pick up his books.

"It's okay." He said as he sent me a smile.

"There you go." I said as I handed him the last book.

I said goodbye and then rushed to the library.