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WARNINGS: YAOI (SLASH), SWEARING

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Chapter 1

"SHUT YOUR MOUTH PARKINSON!"

Pansy mocked widened her eyes and held a manicured hand up over her chest and faked a hurt expression. Sticking out her bottom lip from her upper she stated quietly with unshed crocodile tears in her eyes. "But Parvati… really I only said those things because I wanted to help you. You really do need to improve your looks darling it's no wonder really why none of the boys want to date you."

The blonde turned and hid her face from the glaring brunette, a wide smirk gracing her make upped face. Millicent Bulstrode crossed her arms over her chest and her muscular stature along with the harsh glare in her blue? eyes made the Gryffindor want to retreat. "Yeah Patil she just wanted to help! What gives you the right to speak to her that way?"

Parvati stood up to her full height which wasn't all that impressive, standing only at five foot five glowered at the three Slytherin girls before snarling, "Oh please! As if any of you want to help me and besides I don't need your help! All Pug Face here did was jinx my make up and then start to try and bring me down!"

Another Slytherin seventh year girl, Violet Levin, stood with her eyebrows raised and her hand placed on her tilted hip, mouth slightly open with hazel eyes glaring down the other. "We were just bringing you down in a good way sweetheart, honestly if you're too nice to yourself about your looks you'll never get a man."

Pansy turned back around a frown on her lips as she stated appreciatively towards her posse. "Thank you Vi, that was exactly what I was doing." Green eyes gazed disdainfully at the brunette they had trapped in the loo, her gaze sweeping the other girl up and down. "Well deary you might be able to pick up a man with your looks but the only ones you'll be able to attract most likely aren't even human."

Parvati huffed, her face red as she spluttered over with anger. Sure she didn't keep her hair down her back all the time like Parkinson did, at least her lip stick, eye shadow and nail polish actually complimented her unlike the Pug and her cronies. Bulstrode didn't even wear make up and even if she did all it would accomplish is to make her look like a boy wearing accessories, 

and Levin along with Parkinson just looked like complete sluts. They were too if the rumors around the school were any good.

"At least I don't look like a dog that's trying to fit into human society you bitch."

Silence filled the bathroom after that, Bulstrode and Levin watching the girl between them with raised brows and expectant looks on their faces. Pansy on the other hand simply stared at the Gryffindor in shock, the only sign of movement being her chest raising up and down with every breath. The snake blinked and too long eye lashes stroked her cheeks before she pulled out her wand and fingered it with her long, silver painted nails.

"Would you like to repeat that Patil? I don't think I heard you correctly the first time." An evil half grin lifted the black haired girl's features, her eyes glinting with cruel intent. When Parvati remained silent and simply retreated a step back towards the wall and groped for her own wand Pansy turned to the others. "Did she just call me not only a bitch, but an ugly dog?"

Millicent grunted, her beady eyes narrowed at the now cowering female. Violet's French features brightened with cruelty and a wand was found being twirled within her long digits. "I believe she did love."

Snorting Parvati smirked and rolled her eyes in a show of bravery or perhaps stupidity that could only be found within Gryffindors'. "You two need to get your brains checked out if you have any underneath all that make up. A bitch is a female dog."

Levin snorted at the girl, her shoulders squaring up before turning back to Parkinson. "Now she's calling us moronic. I believe that just added another debt to her tab don't you agree Mill honey?"

With a low voice the largest girl in the room laughed and nodded her head, her chest heaving in a way the snake badge gleamed in the fire and sun light streaming in through the window. "Not just that Violet, I believe I heard her ask us oh so sweetly if we could help her get prettier. Ya know, so she can continue on tryin to impress Filch."

Pansy squealed and clapped her hands together excitedly and Violet pointed her wand tip at Parvati, a sadistic sneer etched onto her lips. Green eyes glared at the smaller brunette as Parkinson too, pointed her want at the girl whose breathing started to hitch. "We would just oh so love to help you out darling, after all we're just like that, we love lending out a hand to those of the needy. Are you going to be joining us Millicent?"

The gorilla of a girl shook her head and lounged against the sinks. "Nah, I think I'll just watch this time around."



Violet and Pansy glanced at each other and shrugged. "Whatever you say hun. Just sit back and enjoy than."

Parvati edged to the side, trying to maneuver her way around the trio and towards the door, her wand held aloft in front of her as fear and dread started to flood her heart. "Oh Pans now look what this ridiculous commoner is doing, trying to get away from us."

"Now, now Parvati no need to be so rude we're just going to give you a makeover," Pansy's voice had taken on the tone of a scolding mother trying to convince their child to clean their room before company could arrive. "And look at this you two she even has her wand out pointed at us."

Violet trilled a laugh that reminded the Gryffindor of hyenas'. "Yes that won't do at all, Patil didn't your mother ever teach you not to play with wands when they could hurt someone? We'll just have to fix that than won't we Mill?"

Bulstrode chortled from her position as she watched the girl from their rival house squirm. "Yes I believe it should be taken away from the naughty little girl."

Pansy sighed and smiled before shouting out a bellowing, "EXPELLIARMUS!"

Loud guffaws of laughter exploded throughout the Slytherin common room as the trio of girls retold their story with gusto and gesticulation. Violet was sitting in Theodore Nott's lap playing with his fingers when he wrapped his arms around his girl friend's waist as she picked up wherever Millicent of Pansy left off. Millicent was lounging in one of the emerald green rocking chairs, drumming her fingers against the armrests as Pansy swirled about in the center of the ring that had formed.

"Merlin and we all thought she was ugly before, ha! It was nothing compared to what we did to her right Vi?"

Giggling from her place in Theo's lap said girl could only grin and nod. "I wouldn't be surprised if one of Hagrid's blast ended skrewts found her attractive after what we did to her."

The sixth years in the circle burst into guffaws of laughs and keeled over onto their backs clutching their sides while the other seventh years smirked and congratulated the girls on a job well done and a half an hour well spent. Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zabini were reclined on the mercury colored sofa which coincidentally matched the blonde's eye color almost to perfection.

Draco sniggered, his slicked back platinum hair gleaming in the glowing light wafting over from the fire place. It was pure irony how Gryffindor, Huffelpuff and Ravenclaw all felt that the Slytherin's thrived in a dark and gloomy dorm. Their cold, harsh and unforgiving attitudes 

seemed to be formed by the icy cold breeze that consisted of the dungeons atmosphere and the dripping pipes with all black walls, their pale skin (unless of course they were naturally dark) were thought to be the effect of lack of sunlight. Seeing as how whenever Slytherins' were seen moving about the castle they were always in groups created the rumor that there was barely any space in the Slytherin common room and that they weren't any beds in the individual dorm rooms, making them curl up together and sleep in snake pits. The rumors spread about them constantly sleeping with almost anything that moved was brought to the conclusion that the boys and girls were in fact not separated at all The only color they wore let it be clothing, jewelry or make up consisted of different hues of white, green, silver (also gray) and black which made the other houses think they were born to be blind to any other color.

In reality though, it couldn't have been any more different.

The room was actually quite warm, in fact a little warmer than most would considerable comfortable thanks to the ever roaring and very large fire and the only pipes that resided there was in the walls – whether they were dripping or not they had no idea and didn't care to find out – and the rooms themselves were actually quite colorful. And like the other houses they traveled in and out of the sun at random, most thanks to the purer bloodlines or at least almost pure had fair skin, it was simply genetic. So what if they traveled in groups, years and years ago their ancestors decided to make the other houses hate them, if they were seen traveling around alone with pack mates they would be eaten alive, it was instinctual and according to Professor Snape the Slytherin beds were in fact the biggest and nicest of the four houses. Yeah, the boys and girls were separated into different sections but Salazar didn't see the point of complete segregation like the other founders and made it so that if the boys and girls wanted to get into each others' dorms then so be it – that didn't mean they'd fuck anything that moved though, if they did sleep with anybody said person would have to meet the designated qualifications even if some of the boys and girls enjoyed playing with most of the school's population. Sure most of their stuff was black, white, silver or green but that didn't mean they were blind to all of the other colors of the rainbow. It just meant that they had actual good taste in clothing and accessories.

Like their ancestors they acted and behaved like the true serpents of the animal world, as stated before it was all pure instinct to act the way they did. Cold and untrusting of others, but with each other loyalty, acceptance and even dependence were what the Slytherin house students were made up of.

"Forgive me for disagreeing with you Violet," Draco started and being the top dog of the house ever since first year all attention was plastered onto him. "But, even a blast ended skrewt is too good for that wench the only thing that comes even close to her standards is a Weasley."



Words of agreement filled the area as the others nodded at his statement, yes those beetles or whatever the fuck they were, were repulsive and very low on the food chain but any blood traitor like the Weasley family were lower than the insects those beasts fed on.

"Pans, Vi, just how long are the spells going to be in effect for?"

The two girls turned to look at the dark skinned Zabini and grinned and met each other's eyes before answering their fellow house mate. "Two weeks tops, one week minimal."

Theo chuckled and nuzzled the top of his girlfriend's head, burying his nose in her jet black locks. "Heh, that'll teach her a lesson for you calling you guys morons eh?"

"Oh and you can't forget about what she called Pansy," Vincent Crabbe sniffed and shook his head sadly while gazing at the suffering girl. "Calling you a bitch is simply unforgivable my love."

"Isn't it though? In all honesty I wanted nothing more than to smash her face into the wall."

Gregory Goyle grunted out his understanding before looking down at the wrist watch and declaring, "And you three did it just in time for dinner to."

The only thing he was met with however were sighs of exasperation and wondering questions on if he can think with anything other than his stomach.

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Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny all looked up when Lavender Brown came running out of a hallway that led to the revolving stairs that eventually landed someone in the infirmary. The four had been making their way over to the Great Hall for dinner in companionable silence before the tanned skinned girl made her appearance.

At seeing and hearing the loud sobs and fresh tears falling from their friends face Hermione and Ginny immediately rushed over to her while the boys stood back, concern etching their faces but they knew it was better to leave the comforting to girls. After all they knew more about sensitivity and sentimentality more than a boy could even hope to wish for.

"What's wrong Lavender? What happened?"

Said girl tried to stifle her sobs as she rubbed vigorously at her eyes with her sleeve and attempted to answer Hermione's question in between chokes of air. "I-It's Par-Parvati, sh-sh-she was he-hexed beyond rec-recognition." At the other girls gasps she took a deep intake of air only to choke on it.



Ginny was rubbing Lavender's shoulder comfortingly as Hermione ran a hand through the girl's brown curls. "Did she say who did it Lavender?"

Hermione and Ginny looked up at the boys when Harry asked the question seeing as how they were now kneeling on the floor with Lavender sitting between them in a broken puddle. Ron was completely befuddled, sure Parvati was a somewhat cocky girl who could easily get on everyone's nerves by all of her gossip but that didn't warrant any reason for somebody to come in and attack her. Whoever had done it must have been complete asses.

"Par-Parkinson…Le-Levin a-and Bulstrode."

It was at that choice moment that the door leading to the dungeons on their left slid open and a large group of Slytherins came marching through it, laughing about something. The Gryffindors saw red in their anger when they saw those leading the procession.

Pansy Parkinson on the far left, Violet Levin beside her with Millicent Bulstrode behind and in between them. Blaise Zabini was on Levin's right side and next to him was none other than Draco Malfoy with Crabbe and Goyle flaunting behind him and slightly to his sides Theodore Nott and some other Slytherin that they didn't know the name of bringing up the rear.

Upon seeing the group of lions and lionesses the serpents stopped and for a moment all the two groups did was glare at each other, with Parkinson, Levin and Bulstode glaring at Hermione, Ginny and Lavender who were glaring right back (albeit a bit teary eyed) with Malfoy, Zabini, Nott, Crabbe, Goyle and stranger jeering at Harry and Ron whom were more than happy to return the sentiment. A thick silence stretched on between the rivals as Harry and Ron squared off shoulder to shoulder their hands held over their wands while noting that the Slytherin boys were doing the same.

They stood there, glaring down at each other with a fierce battle of wills and determination for a few minutes, and in those moments a Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff came out from outside only to stop and practically run past the group and into the Great Hall. Lavender was the one who broke the stiff silence as she roared, "WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM?! PARVATI DIDN'T DO ANYTHING TO YOU!"

"Oh go fuck yourself Brown," Nott stated as he stalked forward to stand in front of the Slytherin girls as Ron's eyes slid to watch his every move while Harry's gaze remained locked on the glaring stare of Malfoy. "Your little friend deserved everything she got, calling Pansy, Violet and Millicent bitches and sluts." The boy snorted as the girl's glare hardened, tears still shining in her eyes. "If anything I say she deserved much, much worse seeing as how they were only trying to help her out."



Lavender stood abruptly to her feet, arms shaking with anger drawing the others' attention. "She didn't deserve any of it! Every inch of her was covered in blood from scratches that looked like a bunch of bats and birds attacked her! Her eyes are swollen shut! Tentacles are sprouting out of her face which is covered in boils and blisters might I add! These…these…wenches have done nothing to help!"

Ron watched as Parkinson, Bulstrode and Levin rose their eyebrows in shock and indignity as they turned to the males of their group expectantly all the while feeling rage boiling his blood to a pits fire. "Their problem Lavender is that they were born," blue eyes raked over the opposing females forms ears reddening out of anger and he noticed out of the corner of his eye as Ginny and Hermione stood up as well.

"They're nothing more than Death Eater scum that should rot in hell!"

Wands were whipped out of pockets and immediately Ronald was faced with the tips of seven different wands and the ominous cracking of oversized knuckles creaked his ears. Out of instinct the Gryffindors' grabbed for their wands as well but Harry still grimaced inwardly as his wand strayed pointedly on their leader.

Emerald eyes flickering from underneath glasses Harry thought distraught, damn, we're still way outnumbered here…

"Listen up you filthy blood traitor," Malfoy's eyes were turning silver from fury and rage as he snarled at the red head who stood a good head taller. "You have no right to speak to us in any such manner! Apologize now before you really start to piss me off."

"Oh I'm so scared I'm shaking in my shoes. Pfft. Malfoy go back and hide under your rock you disgusting coward before I beat your face in!"

Hermione glanced over at the enraged red head, her bottom lip being worried between her teeth. "Ron…"

"Oh ho, ho," Zabini's chocolate brown eyes slid over to Malfoy's a malicious smirk glued to the dark lips as his head cocked to the side just slightly. "I think Weasel here has just proposed a challenge to you my friend."

"Indeed," the sneer curled on Malfoy's pale face along with the snickers coming from the rest of the Slytherins' made Harry's blood turn cold. Sure he wasn't afraid of the bastards or anything like that, but when they were outnumbered ten to five…the odds were greatly against them.

Especially seeing as how snakes fight dirty.



"I would love to take you up on that offer Weaselbee," Malfoy sighed, grey eyes so like his father's rolling to the ceiling before coming back down to land on his first friend. "But, seeing as how you stated the challenge in such a rude and undignified way I'll just have to teach you some manners the hard way." A smirk replaced the sneer. "Besides, you're no match for me in any form of duel."

Ron's ears turned a brighter shade of red as he gritted his teeth. "I'll show you, you fucking ferr-"!

"MITTERE! (1)"

A loud flash of blinding blue light erupted out of the end of Malfoy's wand and struck Ron in the middle with enough force to make the air knock out of his lungs as the shot took him off his feet and threw him through the double doors leading to the Great Hall before the others could react.

"RON!"

The Slytherins' laughed loudly and openly as the rest of the Gryffindors' went running through the doors, eager to get to their friend. Glancing back over his shoulder Harry seethed as he saw Malfoy and Zabini high five as if the blonde prat had done something worth a gold medal.

Yeah, the gold medal of jack asses maybe.

Ron was blue in the face when they caught up with him, wheezing as he held on to his stomach a wide eyed glare plastered onto his pale face which only accented the many freckles. He had been thrown back at least a meter away from all the tables and the large room immediately went silent after the unsuspecting intrusion as the Professor McGonnagal rose from her seat and made her way to the group.

"What happened?!" the elder woman's glare made Hermione whimper as Harry hoisted the taller boy up by wrapping the muscled arm around his shoulders, the boy finally getting his breathing back. "Are you going to tell me or not?!"

Seeing the Slytherins' march through the doors and saunter their way over to the table made something snap inside the other red head. "It was Malfoy! Lavender came crying down from the Infirmary talking about how they had jinxed Parvati and they," the word was spat out as if it were a bitter poison, "Came in and started laughing about it before Malfoy hit my brother with a hex!"



At the others nods McGonnagal sighed and growled lightly in her throat before muttering and walking back up to the Headmaster, "Right, well, you should all sit down and eat your dinner, I'll make sure something's done about this."

The students had all gotten back to their meals after McGonnagal went over to assist but once they sat down and started to put food onto their plates Seamus leaned over and asked, "And what was that all about mates? That was a right hard landing you made Ron."

"Malfoy." The name was muttered as if it alone was able to explain everything, and in the house of Gryffindor, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw it was really the only explanation needed.

With a roll of the eyes and a snort the Irishman stated from a mouthful of chicken, "That foul ferret needs to be expelled that's what. Don't worry Ron he'll get what's comin' to 'im. All those filthy beasts will."

Dean sniggered from Harry's right side (Ron was on his left, shoveling mash potatoes lathered in gravy into his mouth with the girls on the other side, Ginny eating pork, Hermione ham, while Harry consumed fried chicken with Lavender just playing with the soup in her bowl. "Nah Seamus," the boy chuckled under his breath and swallowed his mouthful after receiving a reproachful glare from Hermione. "The guy needs to be castrated," a smirk lifted his lips as he lifted his hand and snapped his pointer finger and middle finger together. "Ya know, snip, snip eunuch!"

Ron, Harry and Seamus simply blinked before simpering and then food of different assortments were sent flying as the boys burst into bouts of laughter ignoring the glares the girls sent as they wiped food off their persons and the strange looks coming from everyone else. Really though! Cutting off Malfoy dick! Oh that would be the perfect revenge!

It would certainly make him shut up and leave all of them alone for once.

The sound of a clearing throat suddenly made the hall quiet down as heads turned towards the Professors' table. Headmaster Dumbledore was standing at his podium with his wrinkled hands sitting on the owl's outstretched, golden wings, a smile on his wizened face and the familiar twinkle in his blue eyes, not even hidden by the half moon glasses. Once seeing that he had all of the student body's attention he began to speak.

"It has come to our attention that the animosity between Slytherin house and the other three houses has risen." Which indeed it has. "Every week, let it be quidditch situations, potions mishaps, multiple transfiguration problems or jinxes, curses and hexes, students have been being sent up to the Infirmary ever since this year started. My staff have been handing out detentions and taking away points after points from each and every house for fights in and 

outside of class that unfortunately seem to be having little to no effect on the majority of you. Today's occurrence with Ms. Patil (seeing as how rumors spread so quickly around the place everyone already knew about her he can talk freely) and just now with Mr. Weasley has made myself and your Professors come up with an agreement that hopefully will work."

Whispers started to murmur throughout the hall as dinner was forgotten once the elder man paused in his speech, letting them absorb the info. "What do you think he's going to do?"

"I don't know," Harry answered Hermione while shaking his head and turning to Ginny when she came up with a statement.

"Well, come on it is Dumbledore, no doubt whatever they've come up with is not going to be entertaining at all."

Nodding and silently agreements the group turned back to the wizened old man once he commenced his speech.

"Seeing as how most of the problems are circulating between Slytherin and Gryffindor those are the houses that are going to be worked on first. Hopefully, once you've gotten to understand each other Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff will start to react to the more companionable feelings." The smile was still on the Headmaster's face and Harry could of sworn that they met eyes for a few moments before the blue orbs turned to look at all the others. "The seventh years of Slytherin and Gryffindor are going to be free of classes tomorrow considering they are going to be the ones affected the most. Slytherins'…you must see that there is more to what meets the eye about your fellow students," the snakes huffed and glanced amongst each other indignantly. "And Gryffindors' you must try to care and understand how your fellow classmates think, get into their heads, find what makes them tick."

Angry protesting erupted between the houses as Pansy Parkinson stood up in her seat shouting, "WHAT?! FIND OUT WHAT MAKES US TICK?!"

Malfoy rose from his seat as well, pale and usually composed features mixed into a max of shock and fury. "YOU CAN'T DO THAT! AND WHY SHOULD WE GO AND TRY TO 'SEE WHAT'S UNDERNEATH THEM'?!"

Dean and Seamus stood up as well and screamed in unison, "FOR ONCE WE AGREE WITH THEM! JUST WHAT ARE YOU GUYS THINKING?!"

When he didn't respond to their screeches the four reluctantly sat down and those who protested quieter turned glares or looks of confusion at the old man waiting for him to continue.



"Thank you. Now, as I was saying you must learn to understand each other, embrace each other. Starting tomorrow the Slytherin seventh years will be living in Gryffindor tower…as their animal spirits."

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