First Year- Not a girl
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I was a week into my classes. Everything was so easy, just introductions and basic spells, noting interesting. I had adjusted to the whole Regulus thing.
I had only told a few people though, Sirius, Delphi, Pandora, and Barty, although I figured Isla Greengrass and Evan Rosier were close to figuring it out. Barty tried to always call me Regulus or Archie, but he messed up a few times, at least he was trying. Most had messed up a few times, besides Pandora and Delphini. I know that Pandora see’s me as a boy, and she’ll never see me as anything different, and for Delphi…It was almost like she sort of already knew. I didn’t spend much time questioning it, she always had a good intuition.
There was one instance though…when someone commented on my hair. It was much shorter now, going to above my shoulders. The boy was an older Slytherin boy, a year or 2 ahead of me. I think his name is Severus Snape or something, I do remember Sirius talking about him over the break.
Anyways I was walking between classes when Snape walked past with a redhead girl. She was in Sirius’ year, Lily Evans, I remember Pandora telling me about an interaction they had once. Snape muttered something stupid about my hair.
“What’s with the haircut, Black?” he sneered at me.
Lily Evans just pulled him away, quickly apologising for him.
“Sorry about him, I’m Lily Evans, You’re Sirius’ sis-” she started before I cut her off.
“Keep your little friend under control unless you want him to get hexed, Evans.” Before I walked away going back to the Slytherin Common room.
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A shiver ran down my spine as I entered the common room. It was cold in there, but it was so pretty. The roof was glass, and we could see into the great lake which was above us.
I spotted Barty and Evan Rosier going up to my dorm, so I followed them, entering just behind the pair.
“Hey Black,” Evan said, and I nodded taking off my Slytherin scarf and throwing it down onto my bed.
“I like your hair” he commented, Barty was lying down on his bed looking tired. “Say, Lyra, why are you in this dorm if you’re a girl?”
I slightly flinched when he called me that, ‘Lyra’, ‘A girl’. I shook it off, thanking him for the compliment, but I knew he could tell something was up.
“hey Lyra” Evan started, “…You’re not a girl… are you?”
I hesitated before shaking my head,
“No, I’m not a girl, and my name is Regulus.”
Rosier nodded, and the room fell silent, kind of awkward, before Barty somehow slipped off his bed and hit his head on the bedside table with a loud whack. I started laughing and so did Evan, that was until Barty sat up, the side of his head, covered in blood.