Eliza made her way to the Common Room. The Slytherin Common Room to be precise. Even more precise HER Common Room. The Common Room she would have for the next seven years. It was beautiful, there was a huge fireplace and a general greeny glow about the room. Everywhere you looked there was the Slytherin emblem, one of Eliza's favourite symbols in the world. She felt at home, after all the decor didn't differ too much from her own home. For a moment that excitement flashed through her face, that she was at Hogwarts, that she was in Slytherin and that she was a witch. This was going to be so awesome. She let the moment pass and arranged her face into her signature, elegant, nonchalant, I-am-the-best kind of smile and settled herself on a long sofa.