Life at Hogwarts

It's your first year, and you're off to Hogwarts~being born in the wizard world with pureblood parents-deadnow-, you had a good feeling for
this year.
[You, as the reader, learn more as this goes on.]
--Boarding the train--
As you're walking to 9 3/4, you find yourself behind a couple of boys-one with red hair, freckles-the other with bowl-cut dark hair, and green
eyes. They bothwwent through 9 3/4, and you were right behind them.
On the train, while you walk down to find a compartment, you see the two boys again, and a girl with bushy brown hair, and big teeth just
leaving them. Wandering in, "May I join you two?" you ask. "Sure! Of course!"replied the bowl-cut boy.
"Oh by the way, I'm Elizabeth Conrad." "Harry, Harry Potter," he said, "Oh and this is Ron Weasley." Taking his face from his chocolate
frog, he looks up and smiles, waving a bit. It makes you laugh quite a bit. You guys talk the rest of the ride to Hogwarts.
--The Great Hall--
Once you got off the train with Ron and Harry, you were all told to go to the Great Hall for the feast. Walking up the stairs, right before the
great Hall, an elder woman approaches and greets everyone. "I am professor McGonagal, before you all eat you will be sorted into your
houses, please follow me."
Striding past the older kids made you nervous, they all stared. It felt foreign but exhilerating to be walking to the end.
"When I call your name, please comeup and sit here," McGonagal announced. She called everyone, one by one,"Ronald
Weasley"Gryffindor,"Hermione Granger!"the puff haired girl rose."Draco Malfoy!" a blonde boy with slicked back hair rose,smiling he strode
up there- "SLYTHERIN."He looked repulsive. "Harry Potter!" Gryffindor. It was then you decided you wanted. "Elizabeth Conrad!" she called
you. Walking up,you were confident in becoming a Gryffindor, slowly you walked up and looked at all the professors-one in particular struck you-
scared youa bit. He was covered in black, leaning over the table staring at everyone and everything with those cold,black eyes. He seems
more like a monster than anything.
You sit down. "Hmmm...mmm..ffindor...slyth...what to do, what to do with you..?" the sorting hat mumbled, sitting there made it feel like you
were there for hours, and you thought back to Harry and Ron, and then that professor again. "AHH, it seems this one has her eyes on a
particular someone~a prof-" Slowly and casually, you reached up to the sorting hat and gently squeezed, gradually gripping harder, and
harder, "Watch where you set me, you could end up as fabric for a homeless muggle, you twine."
you say, smiling out to everyone. No one else heard a thing, and youlet go. "Ohohoho, alright then miss, SLYTHERIN."
The Slytherin table cheered out for you. Heartbroken, you walked past Harry and Ron, looking back and they were just as upset as you. As
the rest of the childeren were assigned, youlook for a place to sit.
Someone had the nerve topull at your robes, "Here," the blonde boy pointed to the place next to him. "Why would I need to sit next to the
likes of YOU," you sneered. "Because you ARE like me, I saw what you were doing to the sorting hat up there," he smirked.
You scoffed, and sat down. "What's with you? You act like one of those dirty mud-lovers."
Looking at him, you get more and more pissed. "What's wrong with that? Don't call people "mud-lovers" or "mudbloods"- it's foul, but then
again I suppose it suites someone like you," you retorted, with a smile. He turned away from you, frowning.
--Dorms--
It was time to go to bed and you were mad you don't get to be with Harry or Ron,instead that bloody sorting hat stuck you in the slimy
Slytherins. Though, you did deserve it after threatening it. "What did he mean when he said 'I have my eye on someone-'.." you wonder.
With that you went to bed
--Potions Class--[idk what the order of the classes are so w/e]
During the feast last night, you didnt pay a single bit of attention to anything the headmaster said. You were furious at that point, and still are.
But you were so out of it this morning, you were late for class. "GREAT, WHAT ELSE COULD GO WRONG."you shout, alone.
You were in a huge rush and you WERE late now. The professor was already in there, and youdidn't know who it was. Praying it WASNT the
horrid one you saw last night, you walked in, slowly with your eyes shut tight.
"Well, Miss Conrad. I see you've finally decided to come,5. Minutes. Late."
Opening your eyes,and raising your head you look up to see that horrible, creep of a professor, right in front of you, staring you down.
He continued to glare at you, folding his arms over and waiting. You knew he wanted a response.
"You know, professor,I don't know your name," you say, looking down. "It's professor Snape, Miss Conrad, now will you give me a proper
response?"
You look up at him, dead in the eyes and say
"How should you expect a proper response from an improper greeting like that, 'I see you finally decided to come' isn't exactly polite,sir, so
my response would be no, I did not 'finally decide" to come, I arrived LATE, not deciding whether or not I should come."
The class was overcome with small laughter.
"That, just earned you detention, Conrad."he snarled.
"What happened to the Miss, sir?"
"2 days worth of detention, Miss Conrad," he responded, "Now sit down!"
You stood looking around, and found a seat next to Ron, you were extremely happy to see him and he high fived you. "That was bloody
brilliant!" he whispered. "I know." you smiled.
After class--
"Miss Conrad," Snape called, "a word."
You scoffed and walked towards him. You looked up to him, blankly. Silence.
"You will be greatful for being under my jurisdiction," he started, "for if you were in another household you would have a months detention
and 23 points taken from your house."
You just stood there. "You can't make me be grateful to you, but I can act like it. That's all." you retorted. He just glared at you,menacingly.
"If you will not be greatful, then you will be resentful," he scowled grabbing you by your arm and dragging you to Dumbledore's office.
--D's Office--
"Ah, Serverus, what is it? Why do you have a student with you?"the headmaster asked.
"This INSOLENT little girl sassed me during class and confrontation," he complained.
"I did not SASS you, sir, I simply stated the TRUTH of what was said," you interupted.
"That is SASS, you're doing it NOW."
"NO, now it's an ARGUMENT,SIR."
"You vile-headmaster!"
Dumbledore sat quietly for a moment, and chuckled to himself.
"Headmaster?"Smiling, Dumbledore looked at both you and Snape. "Well, Serverus, I've never seen you and a student get along so well."Snape stared at his headmaster, his mouth gaped a

bit.You just glared at him wondering what in blue hell made him think anything like THAT."Well, aside from that, I FORBID you to see anyone residing in the Gryffindor house, they seem to have

a negative influence on you." Snape decided. Dumbledore seemed to have no objection. "..fine." was all you could say.
Awkward--
The following hours, you were put into an awkward situation. Harry, Ron and Hermione had all approached you, "Lizzy! We're glad youre back-how much trouble did you get into?" Herrmione

asked. You looked at her, as Snape came up behind. "On to your classes you scoundrels," he growled. You simply looked at the three with disheartened eyes, with out a word, leaving. Draco

was well aware of your news and became irritating about it. "Miss your idiot posse yet?" he cracked. You ignored him, no hint of any emotion, just to anger him. He continued, "You know you've

got your real friends here, in Slytherin. You dont need those Gryffindorks, theyll only bring you down." You sighed, giving into the situation-for now, "I suppose thats the way it is." The rest of

the year, you were a pure Slytherin. Only staying around Slytherins, eating with Slytherins, conversing with Slytherins, working with Slytherins. It was like a death sentence. You tried staying

positive, but you were more numb than anything to it. You felt as if something were missing from your life. The rest of the year just seemed to drag on.