Slytherins Secret Society - DM

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It had been a dream since birth to attend Hogwarts. For reasons I couldn't go to the beautifully large school until 5th year. I won't tell you much about my past, in fact for now I won't tell you any of it.

"Please welcome our new 5th year student Honey Madison to Hogwarts"

I smiled brightly at the students all watching, giving a small wave as I walked over to the stool.

"oh wow! this must be the sorting ceremony" I quietly stated excitedly, as an older lady placed the tall pointed hat on my head.

"well this is quite the challenge" The hat spoke, "it seems like almost any house could fit you, but only one will help you out in the future.."

I patiently waited, and scanned through the students in the separate houses. The warm inviting grins of the Hufflepuff table was certainly appealing.

But a specific energy from a different house caught my attention. One that was quite the opposite. The table of the Slytherin students gave off such a mysteriously intriguing aura.

I just simply couldn't decide which house I wished to be part of. Thankfully it wasn't mine, but the sorting has decision to make.

"SLYTHERIN!" The hat finally announced, satisfying my anticipation.

As I felt the hat lift from my head, I happily approached the table of Slytherin.

"I hope to make great friends with you all in the future" I cheerfully said to the table of students, before taking a seat.

My elation of being here made me completely oblivious to the strange stares thrown at me. But also, the pitiful ones coming from tables outside of this one.

"You're quite the elevating one aren't you" The girl next to me chuckled, "I'm Pansy, Pansy Parkinson"

"It's a pleasure meeting you Pansy Parkinson. As you already know, I'm Hone-"

"Honey Madison, yes." She interrupted, "how about we get to know each other once we're in the common room?"

I nodded, "Of course!"

Her smile dissolved as she faced away from me, and I knew her intentions weren't kind. Whatever Pansy wanted, I would find out.

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"Tell me Madison, have you ever gambled before?" Pansy asked me, placing and arm around my shoulders.

"I know a bit of poker.. why?"

She guided me towards a table with two seats facing each other in the common room, and spoke.

"How about we play a game. What do you say Madison?" She offered, holding a hand out.

Students began to whispers and circle us.

"What are the rules?" I asked her, taking a seat at the table as she took hers in-front of me as-well.

"how about... voting rock paper scissors. It's an original game our house created, and the rules are simple!" Pansy started, "everyone writes down either rock, paper, or scissors on a card and places it in the box. Each of us pulls out 3 cards from the box and you only get to use one those cards for each round. You with me?"