As she finished reading the first chapter, Professor McGonagall asked who wanted to read the next chapter. Remus Lupin raised his hand to read, so McGonagall passed the book to him. Draco Malfoy looked to Eliza asking if he was in this chapter and she said yes, so he cleared his throat and said, "I would just like to clarify that I was a spoiled little brat, so do not hold my past self's actions against me." Many people looked confused at his words, especially his parents, but they didn't say anything knowing they'll find out soon anyway.
Remus cleared his throat and started reading, "Chapter Two."
"The 1st of September arrived faster than she had expected. She had spent the last month buried in a mountain of textbooks and she devoured them as if she were starved. Eliza craved knowledge about this new world, her world, and she refused to appear sub-par. She had to prove herself to them all and not only that she had to prove herself to be better. Every good leader needed followers and that was the only way she was going to topple Dumbledore's crown."
"Just like Lily, always reading books." James said. Lily looked indignantly at him with a raised brow and asked in a calm voice, "And what's so bad about wanting to learn new things?" James quickly rectified his mistake, "Nothing, nothing Lily-Flower, learning is great. Perfect, fun really." He said in a slightly sarcastic voice and a charming smile on his face. Lily glared at him but didn't say anything else.
Before Remus started reading again, Rabastan Lestrange said, "Hold on, is no one going to comment on the fact that a literal 11 year old is already planning on getting followers to beat Dumbledore?"
All of Eliza's friends scoffed and said incredulously but with a glint of amusement in their eyes, "Is that all we are to you?"
"Not anymore you're not." Eliza replied back with a roll of her emerald green eyes, but her voice held a fondness in them.
"She had read a lot more about the man over the past few weeks, his defeat of Grindelwald, his standing in the wizarding world. It seemed there wasn't one book on modern historic events that did not mention him and usually placed him in a golden light. But history was always written by the victors and Eliza refused to let herself be swayed by biased views and so she wandered back into the alley to try and find some 'alternative' reading material. She had resolved she would keep her mind open towards any and all magic she read about."
Many Dark sympathizers looked happy that their preferred type of Magic wasn't automatically being scorned by Eliza. A lot of people also started realizing that many books were written by biased authors, so many of the politicians in the room made a note at the back of their head to get that fixed as well.
"The weeks had disappeared quickly and so she had packed her trunk full of her new clothes and books and had placed a set of the uniform into her leather messenger bag. She would have to change into her uniform when she got there as there was no way she could be walking about muggle London in robes. She packed her last item, her old battered diary she had stolen from Camden Market. It was less of a diary and more of a place she had catalogued her magic experiments when she was younger. It was a bit redundant now but Eliza couldn't help but feel sentimentally attached."
"I did the same thing with my diary." Tom said with a little smile on his face. Eliza looked up at him and replied back, "I guess orphans are slightly more possessive over their things than other children."
"You should put a ward around your diary to make sure no muggles read it, and expose us." Tom advised her. "I know I did that as soon as I got to Hogwarts, but most orphans were too terrified to even go near my room let alone touch my belongings." Eliza said, thinking about her time at the orphanage. They were so immersed in their conversation, they didn't see the fond looks they were receiving and a withering look from a certain hazel, bespectacled eyed boy with messy brown hair.
"And so with her heart light and a bounce in her step she had happily jumped into the taxi that would take her to Kings Cross station. To the start of her new life."
"Going to Hogwarts really is a new life for many people." Lily said to her daughter, thinking about how excited she was when she first started Hogwarts.
"The Hogwarts express was truly a magnificent sight, the red steam engine gleamed in the afternoon sun and Eliza struggled to mask her excitement. If it weren't for the crowd of screeching children and mind field of blubbering parents Eliza might have even felt awed. As it were she quickly grew tired of the racket around her and ducked onto the train heaving her trunk behind her."
Many students sighed as they also remembered their first time seeing the glistening red Hogwarts Express.
"Did your trunk not have a featherweight charm?" Lily asked concerned for her daughter.
"I don't remember but I don't think so." Eliza said, while looking slightly nervous at getting to know her parents.
"She pushed her way through the crowds until she found an empty compartment at the end of the train. Nodding to herself she dropped the trunk on the ground before pulling out her wand vine wood and phoenix feather (curious very curious the voice of Ollivander echoed in her head) concentrating on the feeling of her magic she flicked her wand in the direction of her trunk."
"Sorry, but what's curious about your wand?" James interrupted Remus' reading.
"You'll see." Eliza forewarned.
James couldn't help but groan, thinking he'll be hearing that a lot in the next few days.
""Wingardium Leviosa" she incanted clearly and didn't let her conviction waiver until unsteadily the trunk lifted into the air, tilting about until she managed to clumsily land it in the overhead compartment."
"Good charm work, Miss.Potter." Professor Flitwick congratulated her in his regular squeaky voice. Eliza didn't blush, but she did get a slight pink tint to her cheeks, as James and Lily looked proud at their daughter's accomplishment.
"Breathing a sigh of relief she placed her wand back in her pocket. The spells, at least the first year spells, came easy to her especially now she could use her wand. She supposed it was because of her exercising wandless magic all those years at the orphanage although she doubted she would remain ahead of her peers for long. She would just have to work harder."
"Good work ethic Miss.Potter, it's good to be motivated to learn new things. At least you inherited your mother's smarts and not your father's." Professor McGonagall exposed, making James look at her with an offended look on his face as everyone else laughed at him.
""Well we were going to ask if you needed a helping hand"
"but it seems like you've got it covered"
Eliza whirled around quickly grabbing her wand inside her pocket as she studied the two boys in front of her.
A pair of red haired twins stood there, tall and gangly and a look of surprise on their faces. They all stood in an uncomfortable silence for a few moments before Eliza quirked an eyebrow."
The Prewett's and Weasley's all perked up at the mention of red-headed twins. "Twins?" Fabian and Gideon said synchronized.
""Are you going to introduce yourselves?" she questioned, unimpressed by their gawking. The two immediately broke out into matching mischievous grins and began speaking
"I'm Forge"
"And I'm Gred"
"or am I George and are you Fred?"
"No, No I'm Forge and you're Gred"
The two finished their act seemingly delighted by the look of confusion on her face. She assumed they must do that to every poor soul that crossed their path."
The Prewett Twins looked happy at the fact that someone in their family had twins that they could pass on their pranking genes onto. Molly Weasley groaned, knowing that if those twins were anything like her brother's, she would be in for a very stressed life.
""and who are you?"
"oh she can't be-
"oh she is, aren't you?"
"Am I what?" Eliza responded unimpressed although she couldn't hide the small smile tugging at the corner of her mouth.
"Eliza Potter" they chimed together looking smug. Eliza nodded in acknowledgment and was just about to respond when the boys got called away by who could only be their mother. They swapped looks before quickly scampering out of her compartment and Eliza closed the door behind them taking a potions textbook out of her satchel to keep her occupied for the journey."
Professor Slughorn and Severus looked happy that she was studying and reading potions.
"The train couldn't have been moving for more than five minutes before she was interrupted again. Another red head, a boy about her age, had barged into her compartment and stood there gormlessly for a few moments before speaking."
Draco groaned, knowing exactly who had barged into Eliza's compartment. He grimaced in distaste but didn't say anything.
""Anyone sitting here? Everywhere else is full" he asked brazenly. Eliza sat expectantly waiting for him to introduce himself only for the silence to continue. She hadn't studied all those etiquette books for nothing, if he wasn't going to show proper manners she could only assume he wasn't an ally worth making. Even if he was most likely related to those funny twins."
The Black's all looked proud at the fact that she was already looking for allies. Even though they didn't show it, they were proud that the House of Black would be in good hands, after they all died.
""I'm Eliza Potter and you are?" she questioned but the fool didn't even answer her question choosing instead to stand there and gawp like an idiot.
"Blimey! And is that were-
Here he gestured to the scar that ran down the right side of her face and Eliza felt her patience snap
"Yes it is and if you are quite done gawping at me I really must ask you to leave" she spoke harshly, leveling him with a glare as he stood uncomprehendingly."
"Well that was quite rude of him." Regulus said with a look of distaste on his face.
""Leave" she demanded again and this time he scarpered away, shooting her a hurt look as he left. She obviously wasn't living up to the hero image that preceded her. Eliza lent back further into her seat and turned another page of her book."
"Be yourself darling, we don't want you to be someone you're not." James said to her with a smile on his face. Eliza looked at her dad before smiling back at him, slightly happy that she could make a couple of memories with him, even if she wasn't showing it.
"What a shame."
"What a shame indeed." Marlene said sarcastically.
"The train ride passed quickly after that and she was left alone with her reading for most of it. She had been interrupted once by a bushy-haired girl asking if she had seen a toad and she had heard a very pompous blonde yelling about how he was looking for Eliza Potter but she had simply ducked behind her books as he passed by her leaving her alone. The train chugged steadily past large open fields and countryside, the sky turning a light dusty pink as the sun set."
Draco looked affronted at the way Eliza had described him, but he couldn't help but agree.
"She had changed into her uniform a while ago and packed her book away as the train slowly crawled to a halt pulling into the station.
Leaving her luggage on the train, Eliza stumbled out of her compartment getting swept along by the crowd. In the distance Eliza spotted a burning lamp, a booming voice calling over the crowd."
"HAGRID!" Many of the students cheered as the half-giant blushed and looked down.
""Firs' years over here, come follow me"
Eliza ducked and weaved her way in and out of the crowd following the giant of a man and his booming voice. She was led down a steep and narrow path blindly following her fellow first years. They eventually arrived at a small bank, a fleet of little boats perched on it surrounded by a lake full of dark glassy water.
"No more'n four to a boat!" The man boomed again and Eliza found herself sharing a boat with another girl and two boys.
Everyone was silent as they sailed across the lake and Eliza inhaled sharply when she saw Hogwarts for the first time. The castle was huge, towers and turrets and glittering lights surrounded by a starry sky.
Eliza felt, for the first time ever, the sensation that she was finally coming home."
"It really is home." Many students agreed as they all sighed wistfully.
"The giant man led them to the front of the castle, stopping in front of a heavy door. He raised his fist and knocked loudly. The door was swung open by an elderly, stern looking witch who Eliza immediately recognised she would have to be careful around. There was a sharpness to her gaze as she led them through the entrance hall that made Eliza wary."
"At least she is intelligent enough to know I'm not one to be trifled with." McGonagall said as she looked at four boys, who were all smirking at her. She rolled her eyes and looked away but you could see a slight fondness in her eyes for them.
"They were all ushered into a small chamber by the witch, Professor McGonagall, she recalled, who turned to address them.
Eliza studied her fellow year mates as the deputy headmistress gave her introductory speech. Many of them looked ruffled and nervous, glancing around at each other, but a few stood out.
They were the three she shared a boat with, the dark skinned boy stood impassively by the brunette boy. Both wore a look of detatched intrigue which Eliza knew must have taken a while to perfect. They must be purebloods, no other children were that invested in politics to know how to pretend so perfectly. The girl, like her, seemed to be studying her fellow year-mates with sharp clear blue eyes, her blonde hair perfectly styled into a bun."
"Blaise, Theo, and Daphne." Draco clarified, for those who didn't know.
"Eliza didn't jump at the arrival of the ghosts nor was she panicking about the sorting like the bushy haired girl near her reciting spells. It was all in Hogwarts, a History after all.
At least it was in her version."
"What do you mean by your version?" The Ravenclaws all looked like hungry lions who just locked their eyes on prey, salivating at the thought of more books and knowledge.
"It wasn't long after McGonagall had left them did a fight break out in the middle of the group, it was the annoying red head from before, as well as the pompous blonde and their voices echoed towards where Eliza was standing at the back of the crowd."
Draco scoffed, "Don't compare me to Weasel."
""Red hair, hand me down robes, you must be a Weasley" the blonde drawled and Eliza could barely restrain a snort as Weasley turned an interesting shade of red. It was at that point that professor McGonagall returned. She gestured for them all to form into a line and then led them forward."
Many people looked at him disapproving, including the Weasley's and Prewett's, but the Dark-aligned families all agreed with him, even if they were slightly less discreet about it.
"Eliza trailed behind a boy with sandy looking hair as they were led through a pair of double doors and into the great hall.
It was breath-taking. The ceiling reflected the twinkling night sky above them and hundreds of floating candles lined the four tables where the rest of the students were sitting. And on the tables lay glittering golden goblets and plates, at the top of the hall was another table where the teachers sat. Eliza, so unused to grandeur and wealth, felt oddly out of place in the splendid sights before her."
"I can safely say there is definitely a ceiling." Evan Rosier said, slightly wincing at the memory of him while rubbing his head, Barty, Regulus, and Rabastan, sneaking their brooms into the Great hall to test if there was a ceiling or not. The three boys mentioned, also grimaced at the memory of crashing into the ceiling.
Many people looked at the four of them incredulously and Professor McGonagall was just thankful those four boys weren't in her house as well because it would've been a nightmare with the Marauders as well.
The Marauders all wondered to themselves why they weren't friends with the four Slytherin boys, before realizing it was their own stupid prejudice that prevented them from getting along and befriending them.
The group came to a halt in front of the hall and Eliza watched as McGonagall placed an old three legged stool in front of them on top of which she put an old ragged hat. Then, suddenly, the brim ripped open and it began to sing."
Eliza suddenly had an idea, and all of her friends noticed that specific gleam in her eyes and all groaned, exasperated by her. Draco, having a slight idea of what she was thinking about, quickly disregarded the idea, "No, don't you dare Eliza. Mother would kill you if you ever brought that old hat into our house." Eliza looked affronted at Draco's accusation but didn't deny it as she sniffed with her nose in the air and turned away. Narcissa looked slightly shocked at Draco's statement, but nevertheless was happy that she had some sort of relationship with her son's friends.
"Eliza listened intently to the song and politely clapped when it had finished thinking over her options as the sorting began. Of course if she could pick a house she would avoid Slytherin knowing what scrutiny that would place her under but-"
"But what?" Sirius asked. Remus rolled his eyes at his best friend before saying, "If you let me read Padfoot, you'll know what she's going to say."
"But this was the first real home she had ever had, she felt the castle's warmth in her very bones, she didn't want to spend seven years in a house she didn't belong to. It was probably best to just let the hat decide Eliza concluded as Perks, Sally-Anne got sorted, it was its job after all."
"Good idea. Don't do something just because others expect it of you." Tom said to his soulmate. "I certainly didn't." He muttered under his breath. "Oh, I'm well aware you didn't." Eliza said to him amused, knowing exactly what he had gotten up to in his years at Hogwarts.
""Potter, Eliza"
The second Eliza's name was called, whispers began to spread across the hall and she felt the crawling sensation of having far too many eyes watching her. But still she tilted her chin and strode confidently towards the front. She sat down primly as the hat was placed on her head and immediately obscured her vision."
The Potter's all leaned forward, looking excited at the prospect of hearing her sorting, even if they were already aware what house she would be placed in.
"It was unnervingly quiet for a few moments before a small voice spoke in her ear,"
"I almost shit myself when it talked for the first time in my head. Like what the fuck, a talking voice in your head is creepy." Evan Rosier said, as his friends Regulus Black, Barty Crouch Jr. and Rabastan Lestrange, all agreed with him.
"Language Mr.Rosier." McGonagall chastises him, as he apologizes.
"Oh interesting
Eliza remained quiet as she felt the hat shuffle through her head invasively.
So much potential, such a strong worth to prove yourself, yes you would be great there girl and I know that's what you want isn't it?
The hat's words from the song flashed through her mind, real friends might be nice as well. The hat nearly chuckled when it heard her thought.
If you're sure Miss Potter it better be
"SLYTHERIN"
The hat had shouted the last word to the whole hall and a stupefied silence followed its call. Eliza took the hat off her own head, the professor seemingly too shocked to do much of anything and made her way across the hall head held high ignoring the vicious whispers that followed her. Nobody clapped for Eliza's sorting but that didn't matter now for even the hat had said it.
Eliza was on her way to greatness."
"Of course she'll be great, she's my daughter, how could she not be." James said arrogantly, having full confidence his daughter will become a very powerful witch.
"Our daughter James. Our daughter."
"Of course Lily-Flower. Our daughter."
"The sorting continued after that although it seemed a bit more subdued. When the last student, Blaise Zabini, was also sorted into Slytherin Dumbledore rose to his feet.
"Welcome!" he said "Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts. Before we begin our Feast I would like to say a few words. And those words are: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!"
Eliza stared incredulously up at the mad old man as he spoke and she swore she wasn't imagining how he sought her out amongst the students."
Many of the Blacks, along with the Marauder's and their friends, all glared at Dumbledore as they were already feeling slightly protective over her.
"He's been mad for a very long time." Tom muttered under his breath.
"Eliza's staring competition was interrupted when the dishes in front of her were suddenly piled with food. She was shocked over the pure amount of food that had appeared. The other students happily piled their plates full of the feast in front of them and Eliza couldn't stop the pang of bitterness that she felt when she watched them sate their appetites gluttonously. These students viewed ambition as if it could be acquired through family legacy and not the burning desire to be more than what you came from. It disgusted her."
Many Slytherins looked shocked at her words, before looking back on their actions and grudgingly agreed that some of them acted that way.
"Pulling herself together she began filling her plate delicately and kept an eye on the students around her. The three she had noticed before, Theodore Nott, Blaise Zabini and Daphne Greengrass had congregated near her and Draco Malfoy was holding court further down the table. Already groups were being formed and Eliza was stuck as the obvious outsider."
James and Lily frowned, hoping their daughter wouldn't be too much of an outcast in her first year of school.
"Sorry in advance, Mr and Mrs Potter." Draco said to Eliza's parents. They looked confused before realizing he had most likely said something offensive about them.
""Upset about your sorting Potter? Going to cry home to your parents? Oh wait" Malfoy called down the table obnoxiously taunting her."
Many people glared at him for saying those words but backed off when they saw Eliza's glare. "He already apologized for it, you dim-wits and you'll see why he acts like that eventually."
"Eliza simply pretended she hadn't heard the blonde prat who seemed intent on making her his enemy. The great hall was no place for a confrontation. Instead of responding Eliza took to studying the staff table."
"I was such a prat wasn't I?" Draco questioned to himself, but his friends had heard him and deadpanned, "You were."
"Dumbledore seemed to be back to his merry self but Eliza knew she had not mistaken the cold look in his eyes earlier."
Lily glared at Dumbledore with her famous Evans' glare and the Headmaster tried not to shuffle as he started getting more nervous.
"Professor Snape looked like a curious mix of indignant fury and wary shock and Eliza took pleasure in flashing him an innocent smile."
All the future kids snorted, knowing that Eliza was far from innocent and loved taunting Severus.
Severus just sighed knowing he was in for a very long life and he questioned what he did in his past life to earn such a punishment.
"She was still studying the staff table as the other first years talked amongst themselves when a sharp burning pain shot down her scar. She flinched but as soon as the pain had come it had left. She worked her jaw slowly as the pain faded and went back to staring at the staff table."
"What happened to you?" James and Lily asked, concern for their daughter written in their faces.
"You'll see." Eliza recalled.
They both sighed but left it alone for now, probably finding out what happens in the future.
"Her scar had always twinged sometimes but never before had it hurt like that.
Her musings were interrupted as the dishes were cleaned and Dumbledore once again got to his feet, delivering his closing speech.
"And finally, I must tell you that this year, the third-floor corridor on the right-hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a painful death""
"WHAT?!?" Many students, staff, and parents alike all yelled out in fury.
"What the bloody hell do you mean "die a painful death"?" Fleamont and Euphemia asked Dumbledore in shock, their faith in him quickly dwindling with the revelations so far.
"There were a few smatterings of laughter but otherwise an awkward silence had taken over the hall. What was Dumbledore thinking announcing something like that? Any pig-headed adventurous Gryffindor would be trying the corridor now, it was almost like he wanted it to-
Surely not? Eliza couldn't believe the headmaster would go that far, the whole scenario did seem far-fetched but the headmaster had also let her be raised in an orphanage without once checking up on her despite being her magical guardian. It had to be either incompetency or malicious intent. Eliza tried to banish the niggling doubt to the back of her mind and convinced herself the headmaster wouldn't hatch such a hair-brained plot. But as the rest of the Hogwarts sang the school song she remained studiously silent."
"Dumbledore, I do not care if it is future you, but if you do anything to my daughter, present or future, I will give you a most painful death. I may not be able to use magic, but it doesn't mean I can't fight you the muggle way." Lily said way too calmly. The pureblood's all looked slightly in awe of her, while others and mainly Dumbledore looked at her in fear and slight nervousness. James looked at her as if she hung the stars out and Sirius groaned knowing James was going to go on and on about his "precious Lily-Flower".
"After that they were all ushered towards the prefects who led them down a twisting path towards the commons. She knew that the Slytherin common room was situated under the lake in the dungeons of the castle but that did nothing to prepare her for the labyrinth they would have to navigate to find it. The prefects ahead of them kept up a steady stream of conversation pointing out trick steps and false doors as they went. It wasn't long until they came to a halt in front of a blank stone wall.
"The password to the common room changes every two weeks, you'll find it pinned to the notice board and do try your best not to forget it, we won't help you" the female prefect joked before she turned to face the wall."
"That's not true right?" A Hufflepuff asked. All the Slytherins; past, present, and future, all slightly laughed and didn't answer the question.
""Viper"
The stone slowly slid apart to reveal the common room. Eliza scrambled in with the rest of her year mates and looked around the common room with barely concealed awe. At the back of the room were large windows that looked into the lake which cast a soothing green glow onto the room, dark sofas and leather armchairs were scattered across the room by the fireplace, by coffee tables and bookshelves. Thick glimmering tapestries lined the wall while the stone floor was covered in plush thick rugs. Eliza felt at peace with the world."
"It sounds so elegant and comforting." Many non-Slytherins said. All the Slytherins, slightly puffed up, looking proud of how their common room looks like.
"I bet the Gryffindor common rooms are better." James boasted, his Gryffindor pride coming out.
"Please, I've been in all the common rooms, the Ravenclaw common room is definitely a close second." Blaise said with a roll of his eyes. Every single person in the Great Hall turned to look at him suspiciously and when Professor McGonagall asked how he had entered the common rooms, he just said with a charming smile on his face, "I have my ways." Eliza muttered under her breath, "More like you have your girls." The people around her heard what she had said and snorted while Blaise gasped but didn't deny it.
James whispered to his friends, "Kind of sounds like Sirius." Said Black just gasped but neither did he deny James' accusations.
"The prefects let them finish gawking before calling their attention back onto them.
"Welcome Slytherins, to your new home" the prefect who had introduced herself as Gemma said.
"I'm sure you can't wait to go to your dorms but we have a few house rules to go over first" she said gazing at them all "Number One, in house conflicts stay within the house, Slytherins are hated by ¾ of the school and nothing is more important than a united front. Number two, you are expected to represent the house well and your grades will not slack, we have study groups if you need help. Number Three, as Slytherins we work differently than the other houses, you are here because you have ambition and so are house dynamics are more" she paused here as if trying to find the right words "cut-throat" someone snorted from behind her "you have the first week to get settled in. Now a few words from our head of house" Gemma finished taking a step back to join the others who were relaxing in the rest of the common room."
A lot of the school looked slightly ashamed of themselves, that they had bullied and scorned the Slytherins to the point where they had to feel the need to address that they needed to be untied. McGonagall just glared at Dumbledore knowing that the Slytherin-Gryffindor rivalry only started getting worse when he became headmaster, since it used to be a friendly quidditch rivalry.
"Eliza didn't jump like the rest of her year-mates but she was surprised when Professor Snape suddenly swooped out of the shadows, cloak flaring behind him as he stopped in the centre of the room leveling them all with a hard stare."
"Severus really is good at intimidating people. Unfortunately for him, it's never worked on me. I've also wondered how he does that whole cape thing, I feel like he uses magic to make himself look more dramatic." Eliza mused out loud, as Severus blushed and Lily snorted knowing he had used the wind around him to make his cloak float behind him as he walks (more like struts).
"As Slytherins you will face prejudice, it is hard to stay strong in the face of adversity so remember this; You were sorted here for a reason. All of you in front of me have the potential to become great, you are ambitious and cunning and resourceful and above all else you are Slytherin and this is now your home come what may" said Snape sternly and Eliza felt herself tilting her chin when he turned his gaze on her. She knew she would be great, she just needed to prove it. Snape nodded his head into their general direction and then turned to leave"
Again, many people looked ashamed of themselves, especially the staff, knowing they never did anything to stop the bullying.
"My office is open to anyone that needs it but do not bother me with frivolous matters" he spoke as he walked but paused just before he left the room.
"And whatever you do, don't get caught""
"That's the number one rule of Slytherin." Every Slytherin said in sync.
"That broke the tension around the room as everyone broke into laughter. Eliza and the other girls in her year were led to their shared dorms, four four-poster beds lined the wall and they all immediately gravitated towards their own trunk.
Eliza wasn't used to sharing a dorm, hadn't had to do it in years, but this was the perfect time to make connections and hopefully build her status within the house. She had read enough books on politics these past few weeks to understand the inner, near Machiavellian workings of the house."
"Of course you're already looking for opportunities to build your status. You wouldn't be you without it." Daphne said fondly to her sister in all but blood. Eliza smirked and looked away as she leaned slightly into Tom.
""I'm Eliza Potter, Heir to the Most Noble House Of Potter, I do hope we can make these seven years pleasant for us all" Eliza said kindly towards the other girls, Pansy Parkinson, Millicent Bulstrode and Daphne Greengrass. Parkinson scoffed, harshly sneering at her."
"Bitch, don't sneer at my daughter." Lily said harshly, shocking everyone with her language.
"MS.EVANS LANGUAGE!"
"Sorry Professor McGonagall."
""Nothing can make living with a blood-traitor pleasant" she spat, drawing the curtains around her bed, the other girls following her lead. Eliza climbed into her own bed, a small smile creeping on her face."
"Why are you smiling?" Sirius said, slightly freaked out by his god-daughter.
"I was going to make her realize her mistake." Eliza said with a sinister smirk on her face, and many of the Dark Lord's followers and sympathizers, realized just how much she looked and acted like him.
"If she could not catch these flies with honey then she would just have to turn to alternative measures. Eliza refused to be beaten by a pug-faced girl who had led a life of luxury. Eliza was made of grit and blood and venom and she would not let anyone stand in her way."
The Slytherin Quartet* ( Evan Rosier, Regulus Black, Barty Crouch Jr., Rabastan Lestrange ) burst out laughing at the description of the Parkinson's, along with the Marauder's. Bellatrix Lestrange was already admiring the girl for her cunningness, knowing she was going to make a perfect Black heiress.
"It was to that thought that she fell asleep, a smile on her face."
"Creepy little shit." Blaise teased Eliza as she shoved him away from her and laughed. James and Lily looked happy that she had such a close group of friends.
"Well that's the end of Chapter 2." Remus concluded.
Many looked at Eliza in slight worry and suspicion wondering just what in Merlin's name, is she going to get up to in her years at Hogwarts. Severus Snape was preparing himself, for years of getting grey hairs, Minerva McGonagall was mentally writing her resignation letter to Dumbledore, and the Headmaster was trying not to make it look too obvious that his plans were going to be unraveled, but based on the looks he was receiving it wasn't really working. The Slytherin's were preparing for a lot of their secrets to be exposed, the Ravenclaw's looked excited at the prospect of more knowledge, the Hufflepuff's were happy that maybe everyone would be treated fairly, while many Gryffindor's were already making sure they decreased the amount of bullying they did to Slytherin's and not to be so harsh and quick in judging them and claiming them evil just for being a Slytherin.