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[OPEN MINGLE] Or perhaps in Slytherin

Who: Slytherin House! (And friends and visitors, of course!)
Where: Slytherin Common Room, Quidditch Pitch, various places around Hogwarts
When: Duration of the event
Rating: G (will edit as necessary)
Summary: Slytherin open log!
The Story:

The Slytherin common room was a long, low underground room with rough stone walls and ceiling, from which round, greenish lamps were hanging on chains. A fire was crackling under an elaborately carved mantelpiece ahead of them, and several Slytherins were silhouetted around it in carved chairs.

The common room has changed, somewhat, from its historical description, thanks to the decorative powers of one Mettaton. Though it still extends beneath the lake and thus retains a greenish, aquatic cast, it's much more brightly lit, its cold, damp atmosphere replaced with dazzling MTT-brand warmth. Even the giant squid, occasionally peering in as it does its rounds of the lake, seems just a shade more glamorous inside such a charming space.

Students - and a ghost or two - can be found nestled within its confines, plotting mischief around the fire, studiously doing their homework (as good students do), or perhaps trading Chocolate Frog trading cards. Though Slytherin is not especially well-known for its wide-open, trusting nature, Slytherins are known for not snitching on each other; if a guest or two were to creep in for a while, then odds are, nobody saw anything.

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[Frisk's grin gets wider there, because they will take any opportunity to talk about their Cool As Heck family. Because it is indeed Cool As Heck.]

Professor Dreemurr. And before you decide you've goat to ask me a question about my satanic parentage, I've probably already heard it.

[Clementine's mouth parts and then she laughs a little. Her hand slides behind her neck.]

I've goat so many questions about to pop out of my mouth. What am I supposed to do now? [But she smirks in amusement.] I'm not going to ask you any questions. Family's worth everything. And you get your family here which is pretty cool.

Yeah. Best family ever.

[Their tone is unspeakably warm, but they don't want to underscore something that this other kid might not have. She might be in the sort of situation Frisk was, with parents who were Muggles and saw the strange, inexplicable things Frisk could do and called them monster and called them demon.

So instead they stick out their hand.]

Frisk. Frisk Dreemurr.

[Clementine smiles at the warm sound of their tone of voice. It's nice to hear it regardless of her own situation.

She stretches her hand out too to take their hand, shaking it.]

Clementine. Did you always know you were a Slytherin?

[Most people, they fight against this house.]

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Not really. I mean, Chara, they're my sibling, they came first in the Sorting. And I just kinda followed.

[They shrug easily, as if there's nothing more to the story than that. As if the Hat didn't tease them with promises of Hufflepuff-like loyalty, Gryffindor-like grit. But they knew who they were. They had the tenacity and determination and resourcefulness to be a snake, through and through.]

Our parents are both Hufflepuffs, though. So I guess that was a surprise for them!

You wanted to go where they went. That makes sense.

[Clementine remembers that sorting day so well. She had the option Gryffindor or Slytherin but Slytherin made way more sense to her. She smirks though, shaking her head a little as she thinks of the Hufflepuffs she knows]

Yeah. Hufflepuffs are way different from Slytherin. I like Hufflepuffs though. [they're a good house.]

'Puffs can be all right.

[They know Sans, after all, and his pranks are legendary in their magnitude. It's impressive, how much mischief he can get up to!]

Most of my friends happen to be Ravenclaws - the ones that aren't Slytherins, anyway. If you need a lock picked, you call a Ravenclaw.

[Slytherins, of course, will just circumvent or otherwise blow down the door.]

Cause they're smart like that, right? They know how to pick the lock. They know a lot of stuff.

[Clementine smiles a little, shaking her head, before she bites down hard on her lip. She swallows.]

You like it here? I mean, is it home for you?

More or less. More than any kind of home I had with -

[Ah. Well. Frisk's warm expression freezes for a moment, their brow furrowing briefly. Then, just as quickly as it came, the look of discomfort is gone, the creases in their face smoothed over.]

I've got my parents here, and I've got Chara. We all tend to stay here during the holidays, so I'd say so, yes.

[Clementine looks briefly concerned at their expression, but she doesn't say anything. She just nods as if in understanding. Wherever they are from, they didn't have a home before. Now they do.]

I'll be staying during the holidays too. [She had a good home before, but it's gone now]

Not a fan of the old homestead?

[Frisk's smile acquires a bladed edge, dark eyes sparking with something low and intent.]

I know how that is.

[Clementine catches sight of the intent and the edge there. She breathes out.]

It just... doesn't exist anymore. It was good while it did. [But her parents died years ago, and she survived.] But it sounds like you had a really bad one.

It existed. It simply wasn't home.

[They're still smiling. They picked that one up from Chara, that sustained extrapolation of that single note, the grin that informs people of precisely what you'd like them to be informed of with a minimum of actual explanation. Some people might consider it unsettling. Frisk considers it useful.]

All the same. I'm sorry things went the way they did for you.

[People use whatever tools they have to to survive whether it's unsettling or not. Clementine isn't easily unsettled anymore.]

I'm sorry things went the way they did for you too.

[It's genuine, quiet but true]

You're here now.

Here is better, anyway, [Frisk says matter-of-factly, shaking the hair from their eyes, speaking as easily as if they were simply discussing the weather.]

You've got people who look out for each other. Slytherin solidarity, right?

Yeah.

We're not alone, because we've got each other. [Clementine gets that feeling very strongly from being in Slytherin. It's meant a lot to her. She's felt like she's been on her own for a really long time now. It's good to not feel that way anymore.]

[They do say so, in those Sorting songs and the like, don't they? Perhaps in Slytherin, you'll make your real friends. And you do, unquestionably. Gryffindors have their bravery and Hufflepuffs will earnestly watch each other's backs, but Slytherins are the type, in Frisk's experience, who'd be willing to submerge their souls in sin for their friends, who would clasp hands with the ones they love and walk into hell together.]

Hufflepuffs might be all about loyalty, but Slytherins know how to watch one another's backs. [Their smile is less intent now, but no less edged.] We don't let one of our own get hurt.

And if someone does hurt one of our own, we get payback. [Clementine can feel that strength of House and of family. If she ever looks so much as sad, people will ask her what's going on and if they need to hurt someone. She's used to fighting her own battles, but this is great.

This is better.]

Speaking of, thanks for looking out for me. [She taps the bandage lightly.] I'm Clementine.

So you've mentioned. And it's no problem.

[But yes, she's absolutely right. Frisk has broken more than a few rules - along with bones and teeth and windows, once or twice - defending Chara or any of the monsters that might be attending Hogwarts along with the Dreemurrs.]

Hogwarts is our family and our home. And that doesn't end when school gets out, by the way. We watch out for our own, no matter where or when.

That's good to know that it doesn't just... end when it's all over.

[Clementine has a really, really long time before it's all over. She's on year 1, but she's always thinking about the future, how to rewrite herself and what to do to survive and to make it. No matter what.

It's enough serious conversation for now though.] So you've been here longer, I bet you know some of the secret passageways by now, and maybe you'd be willing to share that info with a first year? [She smiles as hopefully as possible.]

[They've not been there that much longer, really. Relative to everyone else, anyway. But Frisk seems to have compensated by filling their head with as much knowledge of the inner workings of the castle as possible. They grin, leaning against the nearest armchair with a lazy grin.]

I like to think I know a few of them. You know there's even a few that get you into Hogsmeade?

[And then, with a sincerity that belies the widening of their smirk, they add:] Not that I'd know anything about that, or anything.

Wait, really? You can sneak into Hogsmeade?

[Clementine smiles at that, folding her arms across her chest loosely with a tiny smirk of her own.] No, of course not. No respectable Slytherin would be so resourceful... and cunning. [She's good at sarcasm.]

[It takes a quite a bit from them to bite back the loud, bubbling laugh that nearly crawls out from them. Slytherins. So good at sneaking about and getting into where they're not meant to be.]

Were I to tell you that there was a certain trapdoor located near a certain statue of a one-eyed witch that led you straight into the cellar of Honeydukes - well, I'd be lying, of course. There's no way a second-year like me could know such a thing, is there?

[Slytherins should be allowed to get into all the things in Clementine's opinion. It's the rules that shouldn't be in place. Clementine has to bite down on her lip to keep from laughing too]

No, no way you could know it. I'd know it was a lie, and I'd never go follow those clues to that lead and definitely not ever end up in Honeydukes.

It's a good thing we both follow the rules so closely.

[Snakes? No, no, the Slytherin animal should've been a cat, as far as Frisk is concerned. But maybe that'd bring them a little too close to Gryffindor. What other animal, though, has a knack for showing up, even in the places where they should most definitely not be?]

Of course not. [Frisk shrugs, one-shouldered, with an uneven smirk.] We're very attentive to things such as rules and regulations, and they are always there for a very important reason that should never be ignored!

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