I wake up with the usual routine and pull on a black and silver dress, black leggings, and black make up. I brush my hair, pull on my silver ankle boots and black and silver diamond choker and grab Jinx on my way out of my room. "Are you packed?" Mother asks. "Do you have everything?" "Yes Mother," I reply. We get to King's Cross and make it through the platform. I watch the happy students hug crying parents as Mother says her own good byes, "Do not embarrass me, do not get kicked out, and do not speak to mudbloods or halfbloods or Potters. Understand?" "Yes Mother," I say before dragging my trunk to the Hogwarts Express and searching for an empty seat. I climb in and pull out a book from my trunk and begin to read. Knock knock knock "What do you want?" I ask through the door and it slides open. "Everywhere else is full," a girl with long silvery hair and green eyes says in an airy voice. "If you must," I grunt as she sits across from me. "Thanks." We sit in an awkward silence for a moment until she asks, "What's your name?" "Bri Lestrange," I say without looking up from my book. "Oh. Uh, I-I'm Silvia...Longbottom." I look up. This is awkward. My grandmother tortured and almost killed her grandparents. "That's an unfortunate last name," I mutter, trying to evade that awkward bit. She gives a light laugh, "Tell me about it." Just then the door busts open and three girls and a boy walk in laughing. "Hey. Can we sit here?" The boy asks. He has scraggly black hair and tan skin with green eyes. "You seem capable. Besides, you kind of already have," I grunt. They sit down and crowd the small compartment. Luckily I had grabbed one of the more spacious compartments. "I'm Brooklyn," a short brunette with light brown skin and brown eyes says. "This is Sadie," she points to the taller blond and blue eyed girl with pale skin and lots of freckles. "This is Bella," she points to another tall girl with dark brown and blond hair, tan skin, brown eyes, and a notebook. "and this is-" "I'm Alex," the guy cuts her off. "I'm Silvia," Silvia smiles. "And I don't care," I smile sarcastically. "Anything from the trolley?" The trolley woman asks, cutting off whoever was about to speak. "I'll take a chocolate frog...or three," I say, passing down my sickles. The others take something, but the Sadie girl shakes her head. "I'm set," she says gesturing to a bag beside her. Every one else shrugs and digs in. Silvia gives her an apologetic look and I grunt, "May I have a pumpkin juice and another frog please?" I give Sadie the food but she's hesitant to take it. "I can't." "Take them," I say sternly. She grabs them out of my hand and we both start to eat. "What is your blood status?" I ask. I receive a few crazy looks before anyone answers. "I'm a pure blood," Brooklyn says proudly. "Pure," Alex confirms. "Half-Blood," Silvia says. Bella and Sadie are hesitant, "We're muggle born," Bella says. "I'm a pure blood," I say stiffly. "Lestrange." Everyone but Brooklyn stiffens at that. I stand up and sift through my trunk. "What are you doing?" Brooklyn asks me. "I'm changing in to my uniform. We're nearly there," I find it, grab Jinx, and head to the nearest ladies' bathroom. I change and return to the compartment. Everyone but Brooklyn are off changing. "So, you're Bellatrix's granddaughter?" She asks in an exited tone. "Yes. I am," I reply. "Awesome! I'm a Carrow," she grins and holds out her hand for me to shake. "I think we're going to be good friends Lestrange." We finally get to the massive school and file out. "First years!" A huge man calls out. This must be one of the half blood teachers Mother mentioned. When all the first years arrive we pile into boats. Me and Brook share one. We get to the dock and an old woman in a green dress and hat welcomes us. "Welcome to Hogwarts! I am headmistress and Transfiguration teacher, Professor McGonagal. When we enter the school, you will be sorted into one of the four houses, Slytherin," Brook and I pass smug looks. "Griffendor, Ravenclaw, or Hufflepuff." She continues an explanation of the Sorting and some of the rules. We go in and pile into the Great Hall. "It truly is magnificent," I tell Brook and she nods. Professor McGonagal starts calling names off a list. "Carrow, Brooklyn." Brook waves at me and climbs up to the stool. The hat is placed on her head and thinks a moment, "SLYTHERIN!" It shouts. "Harley, Bella," it thinks a moment then, "RAVENCLAW!" "Lestrange, Bri." I walk up in my usual manor and hear not a sound from the watching students. I sit down and the hat hits my head. "Hmmmm...a difficult choice...a valuable member to every house...yes...ooh...a Slytherin family...lots of Slytherins...but a warm heart you...yes...yes...better be...HUFFLEPUFF!" The words hit me like a bludger. I'm a Hufflepuff!? No way! I calmly make my way to the table. No one cheers, no one smiles, just whispers. I sit at the table as the sorting continues. "Longbottom, Silvia." "HUFFLEPUFF!" She takes a seat across from me. "Potter, Alex." She places the hat on the boisterous boy's head and after a long while, "HUFFLEPUFF!" With a clearly disappointed face he trudges over by me and Silvia and sits. "Nightshade, Sadie." The hat hits her head and instantly, "GRYFENDOR!" Then Professor McGonagal steps up to a golden podium. "Welcome. As most of you know we have a couple major rules, all students must stay in their dormitories after hours, the Forbidden Forest is, as to it's name, forbidden to all students with the will to live, there is to be no spell casting on other students, especially without their consent," everyone at the Hufflepuff table glances at me, "Weasleys' Wizzarding Wheezes are strictly forbidden during exams, and lastly, first years are not to join the Quittage team. Now, let the feast commence!" Food suddenly appears on the table. "Sweet!" Alex rubs his hands together before filling his plate with food. I too grab some of the food from the massive table and eat in silence. After dinner and dessert, the prefects take us to the dormitories. Ours is down by the kitchens and gives us a perfect view of the great lawn and everyone's feet. Wonderful. The room is filled with, dancing, glowing, and even talking plants, very bright despite the fact it's very late, and so much yellow. "Girls' dorm up that way," a 5th year girl tells us. "And boys' up there," the boy says. We climb up and find all our stuff is already there. My yellow and black canopy bed is right by the bay window and my trunk laying at the foot. The Hufflepuff uniform, yellow and black scarf and gloves, and Jinx's bed sit on my own. I move the stuff on top of my trunk and set Jinx in it before changing and falling asleep.