Akira felt a string of disappointment go through him, he was hoping more than anything they would end up together. He picked at his food which to say was different from the rest of the first years who had joined the house. They were just to play it off tough, like they were actually going to impress the older Slytherins. One particular upper class men looked over to Akira. "What about you then? You're the only git not braggin' about money or other things."<br/><br/>Akira glared at this student, rolling his eyes in the end. "Well, if you must know, I was wishing my friend was in this house."<br/><br/><br/>"Ah, bummer. What house?"<br/><br/>"Gryffindor."<br/><br/>The class men shook his head. "Maybe you'll end up in a class together but don't expect that friendship to last. Slytherin and Gryffindor are rivals 'til the bitter end. What is she?"<br/><br/>"What?"<br/><br/>"Her blood." The older student replied.<br/><br/>"Oh, she a muggle born."<br/><br/>The older student's face suddenly went dark. "You'd be best to drop her. Slytherin's don't hang around mudbloods, catch my drift? First year."<br/><br/>Akira didn't say anything after that. He wanted to ask what would happen if he did hang around with Delia, he would probably get a lot of crap over it too. Once dinner was over, a perfect gathered up all the first years of Slytherin. The rest of the students cleared out at this point. The perfect waited a few minutes to make sure he had all his first years before herding them out the door. He was going to show them how to get to the common room and such. After the quick tour was over, Akira headed off to the dorms with the rest of the first years. He found his trunk at the end of his bed, he claimed that bed since it wouldn't make sense to claim a bed on the other side of the room. He changed into his Pj's and slipped into bed. He laid awake for several minutes just thinking. Finally he drifted off and fell asleep.