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Clare shook her head impatiently, the girl refused to ask it politely. "Well you should have thought about taking your feather before coming here, didn't you?" she said. She picked up the feather which was lying next to her in the windowsill and twisted in through her fingers. She refused to...

The girl was exactly why people thought so bad about Slytherin. She had no manners nor did even try to be polite. "I am done writing yes," she began, "why do you ask?" Clare was sure not going to make this easy for her, especially if she acted this harsh and cold. She leaned her head back...

Her feather moved over the parchment in lightning speeds. She wrote about how she got sorted in the house she dreamed of getting sorted into, about which teachers she had seen and if Alan had some good stories she could use against them, about how she had managed to claim the best bed in this...

It was quite early when Clare woke up. Yesterday was an exciting day; the day she got sorted into Slytherin. It was the house she had hoped to get sorted in since she was young, espiecally since everyone from her family got sorted into that house, except her grandmother. She put easy shoes on...