The Slytherin common room lies behind a cunningly concealed entrance down in the dungeons. As you’ll notice, its windows look out into the depths of the Hogwarts lake. We often see the giant squid swooshing by – and sometimes more interesting creatures. We like to feel that our hangout has the aura of a mysterious, underwater shipwreck. And once you're in, you're in. Nobody backs out later from being a Slytherin.
A few more things you might need to know: our house ghost is the Bloody Baron. If you get on the right side of him, he’ll sometimes agree to frighten people for you. Just don’t ask him how he got bloodstained; he doesn’t like it. The password to the common room changes every fortnight. Keep an eye on the noticeboard. Never bring anyone from another house into our common room or tell them our password. No outsider has entered it for more than seven centuries. Well, I think that’s all for now. I’m sure you’ll like our dormitories. We sleep in ancient four-posters with green silk hangings, and bedspreads embroidered with silver thread. Medieval tapestries depicting the adventures of famous Slytherins cover the walls, and silver lanterns hang from the ceilings. You’ll sleep well; it’s very soothing, listening to the lake-water lapping against the windows at night.
Don't get too comfortable though, because, remember, you could be between someone else and their ambition, and we students of Salazar prize a delicate removal more than a blatant confrontation, and see artistry in a well-woven web, whatever it's make-up may be.
All classes run weeks 1-8 and all exams will be week 9. Week 4 will be a break for Christmas Holidays.
Nora DéontéSolicitor, Harkness Legal Practice • Home -"There is no crueler tyranny than that which is perpetuated under the shield of law and in the name of justice."~ Charles de Montesquieu – 14:23, April 22, 2015 (UTC)
Welcome, Slytherins, to a fresh year. I expect all of you to respect this school as it it were your own home--i.e., do not defile it. Troublemakers will be dealt with...accordingly.
Seventh Years: Please visit me in my office for a discussion about your plans post-Hogwarts. THe earlier, the better, while there's still time to modify your schedules.
The young woman was curled up in a dark leather chair, nose buried in a book, one of her leftover textbooks from her old school, written entirely in Russian. Her bright red hair was one of the few pops of color in the dark room, with a bobbing light from the light spell hovering over her reading space. She was in dark green, dressed neatly, but casually for a day of studying.
- “She wasn't waiting for a knight; she was waiting for a sword,” Message Me - 21:54, December 11, 2017 (UTC)
You know, she'd made a lot of progress throughout her relationship with Tilly. She'd softened considerably, and for the most part she wasn't really disliked or feared anymore by the younger students. But now - without Tilly, without her family, without anyone to keep her from allowing the darkness to overtake her - she's becoming increasingly aggressive, sensitive and a downright b-tch. She'd just bumped shoulders with a sixth year on his way out, and had promptly ignored his loud protests as she continued her way into the common room. Her face was dark - darker than it's been in months. She looks - well, pissed.