Title: Come along
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: PG-13 for now
Author:ColorDreamer
Warnings:Ooc
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the books/characters they belong to J.K. Rowling sadly enough
A/N: Please R&R, I could always use some ideas and improvement ;)
People never think about the consequences of their actions. Not even when it concerns their loved ones. This is why Harry wasn't really that surprised when everyone distanced themselves from him. Even his friends seemed not to want anything to do with him.
Not that he minded. All he wanted was to be alone. Many people had died even before he managed to get to Voldemort himself. And even then he didn't actually manage to kill him.
Taking Voldemort's soul and incinerating his body didn't actually count as killing him, did it? Not when he himself merged with said soul… Harry looked down on the grounds from his place on top of the astronomy tower.
Ever since the last battle the Prophet was claiming Harry to be the new Dark Lord, "The Boy Who Lived to Become a Dark Lord".
Not even Harry himself was sure that it wasn't true. If you asked him than he would say that sure he sometimes thought about hurting people, but not for the reasons others thought. He just wanted to be normal, but nobody seemed to let him.
That's why he had given up all hope and let everyone have it their way. He no longer cared for what other people thought of him. It was their choice and he decided that it was finally time for him to live his life the way he wanted. No more keeping to the rules and being the epitome of the good Gryffindor.
First thing in the morning he'd ask the new headmaster to be resorted. It didn't matter that it would be in Slytherin. It was even more than welcomed since he knew that there he would finally get some well deserved peace. At least they knew when someone wanted to be left alone.
With that thought in mind he returned to the room of requirements, his home since the day he had come back to Hogwarts.
The next morning he could be found in the headmaster's office. Surprisingly enough Professor Flitwick was chosen by Dumbledore himself to become the new Headmaster. Not that Harry minded, it only meant that it would be far easier to be resorted.
"Why do you want to be resorted, Harry? If I may ask." Flitwick looked at him with a grave expression. "It's not like you have any problems with your roommates is it?"
"I'm sorry I have to ask this of you headmaster. And no it doesn't have anything to do with my roommates. they don't even want to come near me I just think it's time that I go to the house I belong to. I've always belonged to Slytherin, not Gryffindor."
"Very well. You'll be resorted as soon as possible. This time there won't be any turning back though, mind you." He looked to be thinking about something. "I'll have to discuss this with your head of house and Professor Snape. You may go." And with that Harry was waved off.
Well if that was all it took to be resorted… At least he didn't have to explain more than he wanted too. If Flitwick would've known the real reason it'd be far more difficult.
Harry wandered down the staircase and out to the grounds. He hadn't seen Hagrid in ages. It seemed that he was either still missing or in hiding. There were still some rogue death eaters on the run. At least they weren't after him anymore. Even they didn't dare to approach him.
He headed to Hagrid's hut. Having time to spare before breakfast, he could at least pay a visit to Fang since he might at least enjoy his company. That and he thought that Hagrid had trusted him to take care of his dog.
He entered the cabin and was immediately greeted by a loudly barking Fang. "Hey boy, how've you been?" He patted the dog on his head. "I shall give you something to eat, okay? Not that I know what exactly you like but I can try, can't I." He walked over to some cupboards searching for something to give the dog. "Now where did he put his food? Got it!" He pulled out a large steak and let the dog snatch it from his hands. He seated himself on top of Hagrid's bed. "You know Fang… You might be the only person beside Hagrid who doesn't judge me about what happened." Harry watched out of the window wondering what would've happened if things had gone different.
"Students, I have an announcement to make before we start to eat. Today a student is being resorted." Whispers could be heard all over the great hall. "Quiet please. I know that this doesn't happen that often, but it has been approved not only by the head of houses but also by the founders themselves, so I ask for your understanding in this matter." The headmaster looked around the room to see if someone disagreed with his statement. "As for the student in question, would you be so kind to come forwards."
The room was completely quiet except for the sound of people looking around them to get a glimpse of the student in question. The scraping of a bench could be heard when Harry slowly rose from his seat at the end of the table. At the same time gasps and silent whispers could be heard. "It's Potter, it's the boy who turned evil!" "Why does he get to be resorted?" "This proves it! He's evil!"
Harry quietly made his way to the head table, ignoring all the stares and glares directed his way. This was his choice, the only thing that could make his life more bearable.
He sat down on the chair that was positioned in front of the head table, waiting till he was presented with the sorting-hat.
"Are you really sure about this Harry?" The headmaster asked softly while putting a hand on his shoulder.
"I am." He answered simply. There's nothing left for me, that I haven't already lost.
"As you wish." With that the headmaster put the sorting-hat on top of Harry's head.
So you have come back on your decision than? It was about time. The sorting-hat said.
Not that Gryffindor didn't suit you. As I've said in the beginning, Slytherin is far more suitable for you. The other houses are too stubborn to my liking. At least Slytherin makes a fine family. They will protect what is theirs.With that the hat shouted. "SLYTHERIN!"
TBC…
