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hpvoldy 
Zyanya smiled a little. She was curious about which house she would be in. Dad was a Slytherin and Mom a Ravenclaw. But personally she felt that she would be a Ravenclaw. Amara was definitely going to Slytherin. Not only because her sister was so like her father, but Amara was cunning. She would make a perfect Slytherin. Their parents had assured that they were okay with any house they would be in. Zyanya wondered if she might be in Hufflepuff. But she wasn't like Aunt Isobel. "I bet you'll be in Slytherin. That's what you want, don't you?"
Amara looked smug. Her eyes looked far away with a twinkle in them.
Ofcourse, I'll be a Slytherin. She nodded. "
Slytherin is going to be my place" she said, definitely.
She wondered how it would be like, Slytherin. Father had been a star student for the house. He had boasted of it many a times to Amara in their dungeons, while making potions. Amara was always around him while he was there, making potions. The subtle art fascinated her. The glimmering liquids and the different aromas. She wished to be in Slytherin, grow up to be a potion maker.
Like father.