Hours later, Melody woke up, but didn't move. It was the middle of the night. The light was turned on so bright it had woken her up. Melody thought about sitting up, but hesitated when the girls in her dorm started chatting. 

"Elisa!" cried one girl. "You woke us up! None of us will get our beauty sleep." The way she said it made Melody shiver, as if they were casing some horrid spell on her.

 "Well, little miss dragon will get hers." Pause. "If such a thing exists for her." Most of the girls started chuckling.

 "Hey," one girl said, voice shaking. "Be nicer to her."

 Melody heard one girl stand up. "What do you want to do about it, Selena?" Melody winced at the sound of flesh meeting fist. 

The voice protecting her silenced.

 "Exactly," said the puncher. "Now—"

 "Exactly WHAT do you think you're doing?" barked a voice. It was the head girl, Amelia Faletata. She had burst into the room, the door creaking.

 Melody pretended to wake up.
The room was a mess. No girls were in their beds exempt for Melody. One small, fair skinned girl was holding her hand up to her cheek. Melody guessed she was the girl who had defended her. She looked so small, so helpless against the larger girls around her. The head girl ushered them all to bed. "That's ten points away from Ravenclaw, if you ask me," she grumbled, then turned out the lights. She walked away. 

"Great going, guys," Melody whispered before putting her head back on the pillow. 

 One girl chuckled. "Stupid dragon. We have no points. It's the first day. If you were a real girl, you would know. But you're a hybrid. And hybrids," she said, pausing. Melody could feel her breathing down her neck. "Don't. Know. Anything." She fluttered back to bed.

 To be a real girl, Melody thought with a sense of longing. Oh, to be a real girl...