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Thankfully, I had woken up early. Once I get to the great hall, I find it empty and devoid of people. Not a single Slytherin, or even a student is in the room. Just as there is no Professor or other personal to be seen.
Maybe, just maybe; this is my lucky day, because right now I am appreciating to be alone. If even for a few minutes or so.
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In Slytherin, I had been taught to be cautious. In Slytherin; one is either cautious, or very unfortunate and unhappy. It is the way of the Slytherin.
With none in sight; I draw my wand: “Expecto Patronus!” I pronounce.
While this is a hard charm to pull off; I am fortunately successful, as the Patronus is taking form before me.
“Expecto Patronus!” I pronounce, repeating the spell.
Before me, I see the corporal duplicates of my two male goons: Crabbe and Goyle.
“Grabbe and Coyle!” I put forth, naming the two Patronuses I had just produced.
Neither of them reply, but I can clearly see that I do have their undivided attention.
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There is one curious detail, setting my Patronuses: Grabbe and Coyle apart from their human counterparts: Crabbe and Goyle; just as me, they are clearly female. How and why, who is to say? Maybe it is the same magic at work, making me a female duplicate of Draco Malfoy.
Either way, I have managed to put up my first layer of defence, against any and all of my Slytherin companions now. I let a sigh of relief pass my lips.
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While the room is empty, I sit quietly and contemplate my situation. I enjoy the quiet stillness of the great hall, as I take my time; relaxing, preparing myself for the day
Suddenly, the preferred food appears before me; just as food appears before all students, each and every meal of every day. Nothing new, or unexpected. This is just the norm, I had grown accustomed to. Both here, and at home. If the Malfoy Manor could be considered my home, now?
Either way, I fill my plate and eat in silence. Why bother making noises? I have none to speak to, if you don't count my two Patronuses, that is. Which is not meaning-full.
I simply take my time, enjoying the silence I had been granted. Knowing the students and the noises they cause will be back in full force, soon enough. This is simply the way of things. Why bother letting this get to me? I am still a Slytherin, thus I will act like one.
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How curious; I had never expected to see a House Elf dressed in anything resembling clothes and let alone an actual robe. She is wearing a pristine white Witch robe, with a name tag: "Ms. Matron".
“Greetings, Ms. Silversong; and a very good morning!” she now exclaims, as she is standing on the opposite side of the Slytherin table, facing me with a wide grin on her face.
“Greetings, Ms. Matron; a very good morning to you too...” I respond, as I am looking up.
At first, she looks like any House elf; only with all the confidence of the Goblins at the bank of Gringots. Just that she is showing none of their aggressive tendencies or toothy grin.
Truth be told; I find her rather pleasant to look at, if I am to be honest here. Well, why shouldn't I? Just because I am of the Slytherin? Oh, I guess I am still a Malfoy of the house Slytherin.
Having grown up in the Malfoy Manner has left its marks upon me, I can not deny it. Even if I may not agree, with everything my Father told me. As the Head of the Malfoys, he is playing his role as he was taught by his father. What had you been expecting? The Malfoys are not a forgiving family. We live up, to the role of the Pure-blood family leading the cause, just as it is expected of us.
Though, right now; I am in the Great Hall of Hog Wart's, enjoying my breakfast. Present company, included. How could I complain; when I only have my Petronuses, and the one Castle Elf: Ms. Matron by my side at the moment? Yes, she is rather pleasant a character; I have to admit.
Ms. Matron is juggling plates of food before me, placing them on the table before me. There is an audible pop, each time a new plate appears in her hand or in the air before her; just as there is one, as it vanishes once the plate had been cleared. Not apparition, as described by the magic of our Ministry; but its equivalence, such as practiced by the House Elves and now the Castle elves too. Just that it appears, the Castle elves are more elegant about it.
Of course, she is smiling at me; as she is serving me the food, my breakfast is comprised of.
I can only guess, she recalls what I like to eat; serving me what I need, for my breakfast. While she may be new, as a Castle elf; but she still recall her life as House Elf, and what my preferences are.
She tries her best, to be cordial and nice to me; permitting me to set the tone, of our new and future relation. As long as I am nice to her; she will choose to be nice to me, in turn. I choose to accept her offered hand, reciprocating the friendly actions in kind.
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I had been early, but apparently not quite as early as I would have wished for.
Students and teachers start to fill in, taking their places at the tables; expecting to be served, as they are taking their seats. Well, what had I been expecting; I expect to be served, as I take my seat too. Why else would I go to the great hall, sitting by the table?
I know, I should not complain. Why should I?
Amusingly enough, I soon see Draco entering the room, with Crabbe and Goyle in tow. Not that I am laughing, but it's still amusing to see them entering the room.
At first, none realizes the situation. One by one, they file in, taking their seats; grabbing their food, filling up their plates and eat.
With the nearest seat on my right and left taken; I can giggle at the situation, as Draco takes his seat with the two companions in tow.
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At first, none had even realized it; though I soon notice how a few of my housemates look curiously at me, not yet saying a word. A few of our Professors and Teachers raise an eyebrow, in surprise; as they notice me, where I am sitting by the table. Yet, the quiet lingers; as if they don't dare breaking the spell.
Then Prince is popping into the hall, standing before the Headmaster: Dumbledore; “I am Prince!” he presents himself; I am the Head of the newly minted Castle Elves residing in the Astronomy Tower!” he then concludes.
“Prince?” Dumbledore mumbles, looking as if he has swallowed a bug or something else quite distasteful.
“The Astronomy Tower?” McGonnagle inquires; “How curious!” she then pronounces.
“The Astronomy Tower..” Dumbledore intones; “what about it?” he then inquires.
“Yes, I now reside in the Astronomy Tower; in the new section, Twilight Sparkle added just a while back!” Prince points out.
“Oh, so that is where you live!” Sinistra puts forth, giggling.
“How appropriate..” Snape sneers; “as far from the Dungeon of my house, as possible!” he then concludes.
“Yes, Professor Snape; I find that highly appropriate, and quite fortunate!” Prince responds, chuckling.
“Though I am certain, some of you will enjoy the extension of the Astronomy Tower..” Prince offers, looking meaningfully at the Astronomy Professor Sinistra; “and I'm sure the students will enjoy the chance, to have their classes in daytime as well!” he then continues; “Just as all the little Love Birds will enjoy the chance to see the Moon in the middle of the day!” he then suggests.
“The Moon, is supposed to be romantic!” Trelawney suggests, giggling; “But, is it still Romantic; in the middle of the day, in broad daylight?” she then inquires.
“That is just the thing..” Sinistra points out; at the top of the Astronomy Tower..” she continues; “it is always dark, and all the beautiful stars are fully visible as well!” she concludes.
“This, I will just have to see for myself!” Dumbledore pronounces; We will just have to go up there, to confirm this phenomenon!” he then declares.
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