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// dorm mates 
// Story: Hogwarts: year 1 
// by GRYFFINDOR123456 
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The new Gryffindors followed Percy Weasley into the common room. “Girls on the right, boys on the left,” he said.

I followed the girls to the dormitory. There was Hermione Granger, me, Rainbow Dash, Parvati Patil, Lavender Brown and Kellah Morris. 

We went into the dormitory, 6 beds were arranged in a semi-circle. Hermione went straight for the one by the door. Parvati and Lavender were giggling, so didn’t even notice we were choosing beds. I went for the one next to Hermione. Rainbow Dash went for the one next to me. Kellah looked a bit confused. She took the bed next to Rainbow Dash, leaving the furthest two beds for Lavender and Parvati. 

“Hey,” said Rainbow Dash, breaking the silence between Hermione, her, Kellah and me. “I’m Rainbow Dash. Half-blood, both my parents were Slytherins. Dad is muggle-born, y’know, Bow Hothoof, and my mom is Windy Whistles. She’s a pureblood. I think they’re slightly disappointed that I’m in Gryffindor, y’know... Anyway, I’m real sporty.”
“Are you American?” asked Parvati. 
“Yeah,” replied Rainbow Dash. “Well, I spent my elementary school years in America but spent middle school here in England. My mom’s British. My dad’s American. What about you guys?”

Hermione sighed. “I’m Hermione Granger. My parents are dentists. They’re muggles,” she said. “I’m a big reader.”
“Unlucky!” cried Rainbow Dash. 
“I’m a big reader too, Hermione!” I cried. “Sunset Shimmer. My parents are Slytherins. Death Eaters. Y’know, they forced me to become a Death Eater when I was born, did you know that?”

“Are you 2 even listening?” asked Hermione. 
“Uhhh,” replied Lavender, “We’re chatting about fashion,”
“Yuck,” said Kellah. “I’m Kellah Morris. I love animals, a bit disaster-prone, if you might say? You won’t curse me, Sunset?”

“I don’t want to be like my parents,” I said quietly. “I just want to be myself, not be under the pressure of my parents.”
“We all know what it’s like to be under parent pressure,” said Hermione. 
“Yeah,” said Rainbow Dash. “I saw you talking to one of the Slytherins-”
“That’s Blaise,” I said. “He’s my boyfriend. I’ve known Blaise since I was born.”

Hermione looked at her bedside table clock. “Let’s sleep,” she said. “Lessons tomorrow,”
She closed the curtains around her bed.