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"Yeah." Kyle nodded at her thanks. He looked out the window watching the scenery until she asked "When d'ya think we'll get there?"

"I think we're supposed to be there after dark." He pointed to the sunset. "So, probably shouldn't be too much longer. We should put on our robes." Kyle stood on the seat and pulled his robes out of his trunk. He turned his back to Siobhan so she could put her robes on without issue. Kyle just pulled his robes over his uniform which had worn to the train.
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Siobhan leaned over and opened the latch on her trunk, pulling out the first robe that she came to and throwing it on over her vest and pleated skirt. Pinning the top of it with a silver brooch in the shape of a Hungarian Horntail, she hoped that nobody would mind she didn't have a proper button-down shirt on underneath. She knew some traditionalists wore the robes and nothing else, so as long as it fastened at the top she wouldn't look too out of place.

"Alistair told me about the Sorting Ceremony," she said. "He said you have to do it in front of the whole school."

A nervous part of her worried about what would happen if she sat there, hat on her head, and it called out Hufflepuff or worse. She'd have to walk to the table in shame, not even being able to look at her brother for fear of what he might think. Although her parents wouldn't mind her getting into any house, disappointing Alistair was the worst thing she could ever imagine.
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"Yeah that's what I heard too. I'm not so sure I like that." He shivered slightly and finished adjusting his robes. "I'll be disowned if I get into Hufflepuff." He sighed and sat back down. The horizon was darkened now and he couldn't see anything beyond the glow of the train.

"Do you think the hat knows things like that and takes it into consideration?" He looked at Siobhan, fear etched on his face. He glanced at the door hoping that it wouldn't open and revel his sister was on the other side of it.

The door opened.

It wasn't his sister. Instead it was instead a red haired second year Huffelpuff. "Sorry, I was looking for my friend. She's a Ravenclaw, really long brown hair." Kyle shook his head. "Thanks." The red haired girl bounced out of the room.

Kyle gave Siobhan a nervous smile.
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"It definitely does," Siobhan replied, smiling nervously. Mostly because if it didn't she knew where she would be going – Gryffindor – and she couldn't risk losing her brother's affection, even if he promised he would still treat her the same no matter what house she was in. She knew that Alistair wanted her in Slytherin, and that was all that mattered to her. "I have no doubt you'll get into Slytherin, Kyle."

Yet her dad hadn't been worried that his daughter would become one, despite his own hatred of Slytherin. He'd been surprised (enough so to send a Howler!) when Alistair had been Sorted and she remembered him sitting down and composing the red letter by the fire. It was as if he knew she was to go into the house of lions, Siobhan thought scathingly. It was the reason her heavy heart rested like a lead weight in the bottom of her stomach, churning anxiously.

"My dad said that dragon-keeping's a Gryffindor's profession," she said eventually, picking at the hem of her robes. "What if I do end up there? Can we still be friends? Or... at least sit together in classes?"

The train began to slow, if only slightly. Alistair's voice echoed in through the open door, "Firsties, leave your trunks and everything else on the train; you'll find them in your dormitories once you've been Sorted!"
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Kyle knew that if said no, he'd regret it. "Even if you end up in Hufflepuff." The words left Kyle's mouth as the brakes to the train screeched. The sorting was closer and closer. His heart pounded. "As long as you promise to be my friend even if I get sorted into Hufflepuff." He'd need a friend. His sister would either try to kill him or completely ignore his existence.

The door to the carriage opened. Kyle waited for Siobhan to step out into the hall to join the throng of students leaving the train. He followed close behind his new friend. When they stood outside the train on the platform they heard a loud voice boom "First years this way." A large man holding a lantern waved the kids over toward him.

"Watch out for the giant squid, he likes to eat first years as the cross the lake." The all too familiar voice of Maggie spoke from behind Kyle. He tensed at the first sound of it.

"Yeah right." He tried to unimpressed with his sister's lie, but there was enough truth in it that he wasn't sure she was lying. He gave Siobhan a nervous smile.
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Siobhan grinned brilliantly at Kyle as the train shuddered to a halt. Drawing a cross over her heart with her finger, she said, "I swear I'll be your friend. Even if you're in Hufflepuff." Without missing a beat, her smile turned wicked with glee. "Except yellow is a horrible colour. Like mustard. And I'd never let you live it down."

Following her new friend out into the hall – new friend, she thought again, smiling – Siobhan stepped out into the darkness. The weather was nothing special and almost mild compared to the windswept isle of Ceann Ear; however, it was pitch black and impossible to even guess the time. She wasn't surprised, therefore, when she couldn't see hide nor hair of Alistair.

Siobhan managed a wary half-smile at the sight of Maggie, and she felt her eyes light up at the thought of the Giant Squid. "We'd probably be bad for him – the fabric from our clothes might tangle up in his stomach and... and kill him from the inside, or something." Trying to look as reassuring as possible, she nudged Kyle as she started follow Hagrid towards the boats. "If it is true, I'll scream really, really loudly for help – so loud that Headmaster Dumbledore himself hears. 'Kay?"
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Kyle laughed. It was a real one, quite but true. "Thank you." Hagrid helped the kids onto the boats. Kyle looked unsure of himself at first, but once he was seated he seemed more comfortable. There was a cold breeze over the lake, and he was thankful for the robe.

"I don't think you'd look bad with yellow though. It'd look awful on me that's for sure." Two other students climbed into their boat. One girl with long brown hair in a braid and her friend, a red haired girl with freckles covering any visible flesh.

"Hi I'm Charlotte and this is my friend Mireille." The red haired excitedly introduced them.

"I'm Kyle, and this is my friend Siobhan." He felt a swelling of pride in his chest when he called her his friend. His first real friend. Technically they had been forced into the same room, but they got along swimmingly without the help of parents or siblings. He had made a friend outside the family circle. And she raised dragons, which Kyle had to admit to himself was really cool, even if it was dangerous.

Their teeth chattered, and the boats started across the lake. Kyle grinned at Siobhan nervousness and excitement etched in his face.
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Praying that the seat wasn't wet inside the boat, Siobhan tentatively sat down, looking into the dark depths of the water where the supposed Giant Squid resided.

"Hello," Siobhan greeted with a smile before turning her grin to Kyle -- again -- as he called her a friend. She contemplated the two girls and with a snap judgement, she decided that Charlotte would be in Gryffindor and Mireille in Ravenclaw. Charlotte in particular reminded her of the Weasley family with the red hair and the freckles, and Siobhan swore to remind herself to keep an eye out to compare them. Maybe she was a distant cousin of the family?

Eventually the boats came into the view of Hogwarts, all gold lights and stone walls, and Siobhan nearly gasped in excitement. "There's Hogwarts," she gushed instead, tugging on Kyle's arm. "It's huge!" She could see that they would soon be reaching a dock of some sorts, the animated paddles moving rhythmically towards them.
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Kyle gasped as Hogwarts came into view. Siobhan was right Hogwarts was huge. Kyle took Siobhan's hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. This would be exciting. "Merlin's beard." He said just loud enough for everyone in his boat to hear. "That's our school." He was used to more modern homes. His mother being very current with housing trends.

The other girls in the boat gasped as well. They could hear murmurs of people chatting, but everything was so quite otherwise. The boats crossed the water without event. Of course the Giant squid was no problem. When the boats docked Hagrid helped everyone get out of their boats and led them into a room just inside the castle.

Kyle was still cold from the chill of the lake, but his teeth soon stopped chattering. Mireille behind him was muttering under her breath to Charlotte who seemed to be reassuring her friend, that they really didn't have to fight a troll or take a test.
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Siobhan stepped off the boat, cheeks flushed red with excitement and the cold as the half-giant led all of the first years into the castle. She was expecting it to be draughty, freezing just as the world outside was, but there must have been spells to ward against that. By the time her boat's group of four had entered the room -- one of the last ones to do so -- an older woman with tartan on her robes and a wizard's hat actually placed upon her head stood stoically (and somewhat tiredly) in her observation of them all.

The youngest MacFusty wondered whether the professor had seen better days -- or years.

On impulse, she turned around to whisper to Charlotte and Mireille. "We don't have to fight a troll, and we'll not be taking a test! It's going to be a dragon, honest!" Shooting a sly smirk in Kyle's direction, she returned to facing the front, ignoring the shocked response from the girl with the braid and the slightly more sensible, dismissive one from the not-Weasley.

Professor McGonagall began a well-rehearsed speech and Siobhan promptly zoned out in disinterest after hearing something about the first years' impending Sorting. Her heart couldn't take any more worrying over it.
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Kyle gave the girls a solemn nod, then faced front again. He had a smirk on his face. School would be fantastic with Siobhan as a friend, his friend.

Professor McGonagall spoke about the sorting and he could hear the girls behind him harrumph when she explained that they'd be placing a hat on their head. Kyle kept his face in check and followed Professor McGonagall into the Great Hall. And Great it was.

He had heard and read about the enchanted ceiling, but that didn't give it the credit that was due to it. His eyes widened at the stars above. It was a moonless night, so the stars were brilliant.

The four tables were set up and he could see the sea of colors indicating what each table was. Soon he and Siobhan would be sitting at the green table. His heart pounded. What if one of them didn't get into Slytherin? It didn't matter for their friendship, but she'd disappoint her brother, and he would be disappointing his whole family.

The old dirty hat on the stool that Professor McGonagall brought in split at the brim and started singing a song:

In times of old, when I was new,
And Hogwarts barely started,
The founders of our noble school
Thought never to be parted.

United by a common goal,
They had the selfsame yearning
To make the world's best magic school
And pass along their learning.

"Together we will build and teach"
The four good friends decided.
And never did they dream that they
Might some day be divided.

For were there such friends anywhere
As Slytherin and Gryffindor?
Unless it was the second pair
Of Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw,

So how could it have gone so wrong?
How could such friendships fail?
Why, I was there, so I can tell
The whole sad, sorry tale.

Said Slytherin, "We'll teach just those
Whose ancestry's purest."
Said Ravenclaw, "We'll teach those whose
Intelligence is surest."

Said Gryffindor, "We'll teach all those
With brave deeds to their name."
Said Hufflepuff, "I'll teach the lot
And treat them just the same."

These differences caused little strife
When first they came to light.
For each of the four founders had
A house in which they might

Take only those they wanted, so,
For instance, Slytherin
Took only pure-blood wizards
Of great cunning just like him.

And only those of sharpest mind
Were taught by Ravenclaw
While the bravest and the boldest
Went to daring Gryffindor.

Good Hufflepuff, she took the rest
and taught them all she knew,
Thus, the houses and their founders
Maintained friendships firm and true.

So Hogwarts worked in harmony
for several happy years,
but then discord crept among us
feeding on our faults and fears.

The Houses that, like pillars four
had once held up our school
now turned upon each other and
divided, sought to rule.

And for a while it seemed the school
must meet an early end.
what with dueling and with fighting
and the clash of friend on friend.

And at last there came a morning
when old Slytherin departed
and though the fighting then died out
he left us quite downhearted.

And never since the founders four
were whittled down to three
have the Houses been united
as they once were meant to be.

And now the Sorting Hat is here
and you all know the score:
I sort you into Houses
because that is what I'm for.

But this year I'll go further,
listen closely to my song:
though condemned I am to split you
still I worry that it's wrong,

Though I must fulfill my duty
and must quarter every year
still I wonder whether sorting
may not bring the end I fear.

Oh, know the perils, read the signs,
the warning history shows,
for our Hogwarts is in danger
from external, deadly foes

And we must unite inside her
or we'll crumble from within
I have told you, I have warned you...
let the Sorting now begin.


Kyle looked at Siobhan surprised. What did the hat mean? Yes he knew there were enemies beset against the school, but the hat said it didn't agree with the sorting. Before he could voice any of this to Siobhan the sorting began.

"When you've been sorted please join your table." Professor McGonagall said and then unfurled a scroll and started reading names from it. The red haired girl, Charlotte, was the first of their boat to be called forward. She sat on the stool and Professor McGonagall put the hat on top of her head. There was silence for a moment, then the hat called out "Hufflepuff!"
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The Great Hall was beautiful, Siobhan decided as the first years were let through the doors. The enchanted ceiling, the vibrant colours of all four houses, the noise and chatter... all breath-taking -- enough to make her exhale in surprise. Even the staring eyes that followed them as they lined up in a neat row weren't as daunting as they should have been.

She spotted her brother at the very end of the Slytherin table, the side closest to her. Beside him was Maggie, along with a few other brutish looking Slytherins who -- had she not been entirely set on that House -- might have put her off the idea. He saluted her jauntily, prompting a grin even from the dark depths of the nervous pit in her stomach.

It quickly became apparent that the hat was about to talk as a rip in the fabric began to twist and morph into the unmistakable shape of a mouth. Siobhan's eyebrow twitched as it burst out in song. Not one of her brothers and sisters had told her that particular detail. In response, she turned to Kyle (who was already staring at her in surprise for some reason unknown to her) and asked, horror clear in her voice, "What is [i[that[/i]? Do we need to put it on?"

A small part of her mind scolded her for not listening to the lyrics themselves but... the Hat was so strange that she just couldn't take it seriously.

As Charlotte was sorted into Hufflepuff, much to Siobhan's surprise, she quickly decided that she would come first in the list since it was alphabetical. Mac before Mc. Sure enough, it wasn't too many names down the line that 'MacFusty' was called out. With one last, particularly desperate look at Kyle, she walked up to the stool -- her shoes clicking far too loudly against the stone floors -- and pulled the Sorting Hat down over her head.

It was dark, almost black under the hat. Light filtered in lazily under the brim, her curly hair giving her just enough space so it didn't slip over her face and smother her as it seemed to do for some of the other first years. As a droplet of sweat dripped down the back of her neck, the Sorting Hat spoke in that drawl of his (its?).

Yes, yes... smart, but not stuffy. Books aren't your thing, clearly... you would eat them alive....

Siobhan nearly jolted upright in the seat, and only her white-knuckled grip on the stool held her in place. Hoping that the hat could hear her, she mumbled under her breath, "Put me in Slytherin. Put me in Slytherin. Put me in Slytherin."

The Sorting Hat paused for a moment in its muttering. A choice between Gryffindor and Slytherin then. Heart and mind. Both would be well-suited... but there's not an ounce of fear in you. There's a loyalty that's best served in the house of lions -- to your brother and your friend, even if they are wholly snakes...

Siobhan chewed on her bottom lip. She knew where this was going.

But that bravery... there's not an ounce of fear in you! You'll only come into your own in... "GRYFFINDOR!"

Siobhan just about tore the hat off her head, having the foresight to leave it behind on the stool as she staggered towards the buoyant, cheering Gryffindor table. Eyes pointedly cast to the ground, she made sure not to look behind her as she slumped into a seat, palm pressed heavily against her face in an effort to stop the stinging sensation in her eyes. What was she going to do?
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Kyle was standing on his tiptoes, even if he was one of the taller kids their age, he had to see Siobhan. He was nervous. She had been way to unsure if she'd end up in Slytherin or not. Sure everyone had their reservations - GRYFFINDOR!

Kyle's heart sank to his toes. They wouldn't be in the same house. She'd be in Gryffindor and he would be in Slytherin. No one made friends across that divide. Kyle couldn't stand that. He didn't care. He'd prove them all wrong, he'd still be friends with her.

He was still thinking about that when his name was called. Up to the stool he marched determined, and then a new idea popped into his mind. He didn't have to be friends with her over a divide, if he was on her side. He decided, he'd ask the hat to make him a Gryffindor too!

Kyle sat on the stool and placed the hat on his head.
Ah very determined you are. Loyal to friends, but willing to turn your back on your family. But most of all ambitions. Your drive to prove yourself...

Please put me in with Siobhan, put me in Gyrffindor. I can't do this alone...

Not very brave now are we. You prefer cunning. Not needing to be brave, not needing to face your foe. Then it must be


"SLYTHERIN!" That was it. It was over. He had been sorted. He took of the hat and placed it back on the stool. He glanced over at Siobhan, he had tried. How could he tell her how he tried? There were two empty seats near his sister and Alistair. He didn't want to take one of those knowing that the other had been for his friend. His friend. He was determined they'd still be friends.

Kyle found a seat with the other handful of first years. They congratulated him, and he them. He gave them the facade he was used to giving.

Mireille's name was called. Kyle was only mildly interested. She was sorted into Ravenclaw. He wasn't surprised, even from the few moments in the boat she had seemed to be a Ravenclaw.

Professor Dumbledor said a few words and a massive feast appeared before them. Kyle couldn't even muster the energy to be impressed.
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After Kyle was sorted into Slytherin -- as he should have been -- Siobhan didn't pay attention to the rest of the Sorting. She had been the first girl of her year to be sorted into Gryffindor but after her, three more followed, gravitating towards her side of the table. With only a soft greeting to them and a weak smile, she returned to picking at the lining of her skirt. Although her mind was telling her to make friends, to talk to the girls she would be sharing a room with, she just couldn't face the thought of so much excitement and happiness at being Sorted into the wrong house.

It didn't help that Siobhan's seat had a clear view of the line-up of the Slytherin table, most of them politely applauding as other first years were sorted into any house but Gryffindor. Kyle would hate her. Alistair would hate her. She didn't find herself all that surprised at the results -- her dad must have been right -- but the leaden weight in her heard was willed with all the heaviness of disappointment.

While the food appeared, Siobhan's stomach was still doing loop-de-loops. She quietly served herself some peas and started to pick on them as the other girls talked, stealing sorrowful glances at the other table and her lost friend.
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Kyle had gotten a seat with his back to Siobhan, and he kept trying to catch her eye, but he found it increasingly difficult as the chatter around him tried to include him.

Finally the meal ended and the prefects started to lead them to their dorm. Kyle slipped through enough to tug on Siobhan's sleeve as they passed each other. "Friends?" He whispered, hoping she was as determined as he was to remain as friends despite the divide of their houses. Wasn't the hat's song all about making friends over that divide?
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Siobhan's heart nearly stopped beating as Kyle caught her arm, but she quickly recovered. She knew she hadn't quite wiped away the shock from her face though as she replied, "Yeah, friends."

She slipped her sleeve away from her still-friend and gave him a blinding, watery smile just before she turned to keep up with the Gryffindor prefects and the chain of following first years. "See you tomorrow, Kyle," she said, nearly skipping up the stairs. It didn't actually matter what house she was in, then. People would treat her just the same!

If Kyle was like that -- still a friend -- Alistair couldn't be any worse.

Hogwarts was even larger from the inside, and when they started to move up the stairs (and those stairs started to move with them, floating around), Siobhan nearly gasped in wonder. She was sure that the Slytherin common room was somewhere in the dungeons, as her brother had said as much, so she was infinitely glad to be able to see something amazing to tell Kyle about in the morning. To spoil it, she thought with a wicked grin.

By the time she was at the top of the stairs, Siobhan regretted her initial wonder at the Grand Staircase, especially since they seemed endless on the way to the Gryffindor common room. Climbing in through the open portrait hole behind a painting known as 'The Fat Lady', she could barely suppress her yawns. A long day of travel coupled with a near-traumatic amount of panic at her Sorting were not conductive for keeping her awake, far overpowering the remnants of excitement. Siobhan located the bed her trunk had been placed at the foot of; stripped herself of her outer robes and shoes, and lay down on it, still wearing her woolen jumper and skirt.

She'd get changed into her night gown in just a few minutes... she just had to close her eyes for a little while.
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Kyle returned Siobhan's smile. She'd still be his friend. Their words of promise hadn't been empty. His heart soared with joy as he followed the rest of his class to the dorms.

The path took a while, it was deep into the dungeon. When they entered through a section of the wall, Kyle tried to remember it's location, but he wasn't sure if he'd be able to find it again come tomorrow. The password was easy though.

He was shown to which dorm would be his. The sound of lapping water from the lake was soothing as he changed into his pjs and landed on the bed. He too was quickly asleep looking froward to the next day. Tomorrow they'd have classes, and he hoped that he and Siobhan would have at least a couple together.
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Siobhan rolled over with a muffled groan, her back and neck stiff from sleeping at the bottom of the bed rather than on the pillows. What time even was it? She guessed it was sometime before seven, probably, given that the skies outside were still dark and cloudy (as she expected to be the norm for a castle in Scotland). Though the rest of her roommates were still fast asleep, the youngest MacFusty simply couldn't lie still, buzzing with anticipation at a day of proper wizardry.

That, and she was used to getting up at ungodly hours of the morning to check on the hatchlings. It wasn't so big a deal.

Taking in her uniform to the toilets, Siobhan quickly got ready, brushing her teeth and running her fingers through the tangle that was her curly hair. With a moment of hesitation, she threw the Gryffindor tie round her neck haphazardly. For a second, she had considered going without it in rebellion against the Sorting Hat's decision, but she remembered Kyle's declaration of friendship and grinned. She'd be fine... as long as she remembered the way her mother had taught her to tie a tie.

Wandering downstairs for breakfast, half-feeling her way in the dull grey of the early morning and hoping that she wouldn't fall down a trapdoor, she found herself in the Great Hall. It was near empty, save for a handful of students from each house -- the most from Hufflepuff. Hard-working indeed. This time she didn't have to think twice at sitting down at her house's table and serving herself a hearty breakfast, especially since all she had done was pick at her food the previous night.

She wondered when Kyle would come in. Or Alistair. Or Maggie. Maybe Slytherins were heavy sleepers?
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Kyle was the second to last first year Slytherin to wake up. He was woken by one of the other kids. "Breakfast dude." The boy said pulling his robe over his uniform. Kyle nodded and got ready.

The kid who had woken him up, Sam Wright, had decided he was friends with Kyle. He had said that his brother was in the same year as Alistair, and that brother hung out with Maggie's group. Kyle shrugged and accepted the friend.

The five first year boys went to breakfast together. Kyle looked over at the Gryffindor table as he took his seat at the Slytherin table. He wasn't sure how the rules went for meals, but he had a feeling sitting with Siobhan wouldn't be looked at all that well. He frowned thinking again of the hat's song the night prior. There shouldn't be an issue with it. Kyle decided, he'd sit with Siobhan. "I'll be back. I'm going to go sit with a friend for a bit." The other boys were surprised, but no one protested. At least not at first.

"Hi -" Kyle was cut off from the rest of his greeting as the four other Slytherin boys chased after him and pulled him by his sleeves.

"What are you doing? She's Gryffindor." Sam said loud enough for anyone who cared to listen to hear.

"But-" They didn't listen to his protests as they dragged him back to the Slytherin table. Kyle shot a look back to Siobhan mouthing "sorry"
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By the time Kyle had entered the Great Hall, it had filled up with a cacophony of noise -- the sound of hundreds of students conversing and arguing all at once. Siobhan watched the Slytherin table in particular, watching as individuals from that house started alternating between whispering together and occasionally shooting glares at the Gryffindors. Despite her house having a 'good' reputation, she was sure the lions were doing the exact same thing.

What she wasn't expecting, however, was Kyle's attempt to come over to talk to her. She was sure her eyes widened in surprise, and she smiled involuntarily at the effort. He really did want to stay friends, and wasn't just blowing smoke.

Of course his new Slytherin friends would hold him back. She was a Gryffindor. For all Kyle seemed ridiculously smart and cunning -- enough so to get into his desired house -- he really was a Hufflepuff some times. Siobhan would have to take matters into her own hands. The Sorting Hat hadn't said she wasn't sly enough for Slytherin, just that she was brave enough to do stupid, stupid things.

Stupid, stupid things like walk over to her brother in Slytherin and tugging on his sleeve to get his attention. It was practically ruin any friendship she might have ever had with the girls in Gryffindor, but Siobhan found herself caring little about them. Besides, she was Alistair's little sister first and foremost. While she didn't expect his friends to be so... dangerous, or for him to be so important in his year, she knew he was still a MacFusty. Clan MacFusty took care of their own (and dragons).

Alistair didn't jolt in surprise, probably having seen the garish red and gold of her robes coming, but turned around with a crooked grin. He didn't look upset. "Siobhan," he greeted. "Fearless enough to come to a den of snakes, eh?"

"Snakes are overrated," she replied, but she was far from subtle enough to hide her beaming smile and rushed in for a hug. "And I had to show off my family connections, as you often say. Maybe then Kyle will be allowed to, y'know, talk to me."

Alistair returned the embrace, if a bit tense. Almost as if he was putting on a mask, an act to show his table his support for her. She wondered, if a bit too late, how having a Gryffindor sister would affect his social life. "How very Slytherin of you. Except it's sort of ruined by the fact that whatever you did to your tie is horrible." With that, he untied it for her quickly, much to her embarrassment, and tapped it with his wand. Instantly, the tie sprung neatly into place. The true Slytherin thing to do would've been to strangle her with it, of course. "Classes start soon for us, which means your schedules will probably be... over by McGonagall. I bet my hat you have Transfiguration first."

Siobhan took the friendly dismissal for what it was, happily skipping off as Alistair turned to stare at his own housemates as if to dare them to challenge him. She didn't miss the confusing way he tapped his wrist with his finger, but shook her head as she walked by Kyle on her way back to the Gryffindor table. "See you later!"

Again, in hindsight, she hoped she hadn't just ruined Kyle's prospects for friendship as well.
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