บท 5: Chapter 5
The Slytherin dungeon, otherwise known as Slytherin common room, was a long low underground room, surrounded by rough stone walls and ceiling. The light looked to have been drained out with how dark the room was. Only a dark shade of green seemed to echo through; round lamps appeared to intensify the shade even more. In the middle of it all stood a fireplace underneath what looked like a stone tablet with a large snake etched onto it, snakes were engraved everywhere it seemed, from the pillars to the walls to even some desks. There were two large glass windows that revealed the lake, and a few of its inhabitants, outside Hogwarts.
Rodrick turned to see Daphne examining one of the nearby pillar drawings, Tracey was staring around nervously. It wasn't long before the students were split up by gender, each one was led to a separate area. The prefects gave warnings of punishment if either gender attempted to enter the other's dorm. Rodrick took one last look at his friends before catching up to Blaize, towards the dorm. As soon as he reached his bed, he changed clothes and practically melted into the mattress. It was far more comfortable compared to his previous room. The Slytherin prefect told them all what time they were expected up, Rodrick couldn't remember anything else after that.
It wasn't long before he was jostled awake. Only he wasn't in Hogwarts anymore.
He stared at the mirrors surrounding him once again, taking in his appearance. His face slowly started to change, it was a regular ritual for him, the mirror showed no lies, it showed him his reality, to anyone else it would show them their sorrow. His face slowly turned narrow, instead of the previously square-jawed. His hair was slowly changing, while still mostly black, loose strands of blonde highlighted it. The only thing that remained the same were his eyes. If it weren't for that, and his hair, he would've looked like a twin. Soon enough an older man appeared by his side, his eyes locked onto the mirror, before he turned them towards Rodrick.
"Your control is wavering; I can still see through your thought's," He had a grim line on his skeletal face.
"You showed me this in the first place, it can hardly stop you if you know it so well." replied Rodrick.
The old man turned away before the mirrors disappeared, he grabbed a wand and handed it over to Rodrick. "How is your transfiguration?" he asked coolly, ignoring the previous subject.
"It only turns back in this place; I don't believe any of the professors have noticed," Replied back Rodrick, pointing towards his face.
"Good, keep it like that for as long as you can..." there was a small silence before the old man continued, "The girl, Who is she?"
Rodrick took in a quick breath before answering, "She's a Greengrass, is there a problem?"
"Oh, that is your choice alone, of course, I am glad you're looking to befriend purebloods."
Rodrick took it for what it was, a compliment, He raised his head back up to the old man's eyes and replied. "Thank you... grandfather."
"Now shall we continue? where we did we stop off last time?"
"Charms I believe,"
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