Well. She doesn't have to take her House seriously. She determines quickly that her year mates are- not ideal, but at least mostly tolerable; older students are to be avoided. Carefully. She stays out of their way, and they ignore her. She approves of this setup all around.
Her first day does not get off to a good start. Binns is still teaching History of Magic (and how long has he been doing that? Alli's pretty sure her grandparents were in his class) and she cannot for the life of her summon the energy to care. He's not teaching her anything witches don't learn around the age they learn to talk, not yet. She slumps on her desk and ignores him. He ignores her right back. Small blessings, she supposes.
She arrives in Charms class not terribly optimistic. Ravenclaws are smart, they want to be good at everything. Sharing a class with them is not hardly going to make her look good. Oh well. Maybe there will be Ravenclaws who are more bearable than her housemates, that would at least improve her day.
She tromps over to a desk and slouches down to wait for class to start. Her books are in something of a careless pile, but they are at least all present (unlike a couple of the other Slytherins). The others do not quite avoid her, but there's a good number of empty desks near her. She hasn't bothered to join any of the budding cliques, and they don't really know what to do with her.
"Hi sunshine, where'd you sprout from?" Alli says with a smile. "You get the 'infinitely better at classes than Alli' Snowflake." She rolls her eyes at herself. "No escaping textbooks or misbehaving feathers for you!"
"You haven't thrown anything into a ceiling," Alli points out loftily. "However! It is Miranda's birthday and so she is the specialest anyway."
"I'm starving. Do you think we'll be in trouble if we sit together? There's room..."
"I'm in!" Jenny agrees. "The other Hufflepuffs always tell us to hang out with our friends, anyway." She looks at Alli uncertainly. "But, er..."
"Ask me if I care what my housemates think," Alli snorts. "The older kids might be mean about it, but I have a few more weeks to play the Stupid First Year card, so they'll just lecture me and I'll ignore them and we'll all go our merry ways."
"I found out the other day," says Miranda, heading for the Ravenclaw table, "that technically people are allowed in the Ravenclaw common room. It's not a password to get in like the others, it's a riddle. If you can solve the riddle you can be there."
"The riddles are calibrated," says Karen. "The older students get harder ones than we do - I think maybe non-Ravenclaws also get harder ones, because it is the Ravenclaw common room, but since it's not not-allowed for you to be there, we can just let you in anyway."
Emma is slightly more skeptical. "Is it just- a common room?" She asks. "I assume it's like ours, and, it'd be fun to see and all, but, um. Just chairs and stuff?"
"Well, and books. It has its own little library. And a few rows of study carrels for fifth and seventh years, and a soundproofed arguing corner."
"The arguing corner is really fun, if you're outside of it you can't hear a thing but you can see that people in it are yelling at each other. People sometimes go just inside the border of it to listen to the arguments."
"They argue about politics and magic theory and whether a hippocampus could beat a hippogriff in a fight if it took place in a tank of chest-deep water and anything else," says Miranda. "I think it's more interesting than dueling, but maybe if there was a dueling corner that would change my mind."
"Noooo, the dueling corner should be in Hufflepuff! Then we could each have a corner!"
"I haven't seen much. I would like to keep it that way forever. But you hear things, y'know? Complaints about how they were locked up during the Battle, that kind of thing." She sighs. "My year is going to be the year of Sit Down and Shut Up, at this rate. Seems safer."
Emma squirms. She doesn't like thinking of Hogwarts as unsafe. Disagreeing with a houseful of Slytherins sounds like it qualifies, though. "There isn't, um, a transfer option or something...?" she offers weakly. No one questions the Sorting Hat, she's sure Alli has no chance, but- unsafe.
"Not after you're sorted, I think. I could probably have gone to the Owly, but if you aren't lined up for another school I think your only option is to withdraw completely."