Harry awoke with a start, sweating and reaching for his glasses with clammy hands. Looking around him, he saw the familiar red and gold of his Gryffindor dorms. He had just been in the Chamber of Secrets, with Voldemort so terribly close...

"Harry Potter?" Said Ron, sitting up in his bed, with the covers off. He looked incredulously at Harry, as if in disbelief.

"That's my name!" Joked Harry, sitting up and laughing. Ron could be silly sometimes but this was most definitely a joke.

"GET OUT OF OUR DORM!" Ron shouted angrily.

"Wtf, Ron this is my dorm too! I'm in Gryffindor!"

In another bed, the curtains were drawn and a scared Neville Longbottom's head peeked out. "What's happening?" He asked Ron.

"Look over there!" Seamus Finnigan snarled, clearly awake now. He was pointing at Harry.

"Slytherin!"

"Scum!"

"Slimy snake,"

Harry pulled of his covers and saw his pyjamas. He gasped, for the Slytherin House's emblem embellished the top left corner of his tshirt.

Harry ran out of the dorm, his heart pounding. How could this be happening? He wasn't a slytherin last night?! Or was he?

Harry couldn't really remember last night, now as he thought about it. Running down the stairs to the comfy common room, which had a few people in it, he dived for the exit.

A few girls screamed, including Ginny Weasley who looked astonished. "What are you doing in our dorm? Here to call us names again?"

This made Harry turn around. "I haven't called you anything!"

The girls looked furious. "Last time you called Hermione, a fake mudblood witch and Lavender Brown, a pig-nosed gossip!" One of the girls snarled.

In the back his mind, Harry thought Lavender was just that but he would never call her it let alone say it aloud.

Deciding that it wasn't worth arguing, Harry ran out the door.

He sat outside the Fat Lady's portrait who was snoring gently, and started to think.

Slytherin!

Scum!

Call us names again?

Harry just didn't understand. Why was he wearing Slytherin dress and why were people acting like he was a monster from the Dungeons?

He looked down at his watch and saw the time was 7:30. People would be going to Breakfast shortly and he didn't want to face them.

The Fat Lady woke up and stared at Harry through half closed eyes. "What are you doing here? Go back to Slytherin .." She trailed off and fell asleep again. Harry was in a pickle, for even the Fat Lady didn't recognise his Gryffindor-ness.

"I suppose I'd better go to Dumbledore then," Harry talked aloud to himself in the empty corridor. He walked along, talking to some portraits who were awake on the way. "I've never remembered you in Gryffindor," An important lady said, in the picture where she was sat on a throne between noblemen, who all agreed with her. Suddenly, in the next portrait a horseman appeared, picking flowers and putting them in his large stupid looking helmet. "Sir Cadogan," cried Harry, hoping that the mad knight would remember him. After all. things made sense to Sir Cadogan of which didn't make sense to most people.

"A-ha! A brave student in need of help, waling his cry before the most respected knight in the cavalry!" Sir Cadogan dropped the flowers and waved his sword. He quickly added in a less magnificent voice, "Don't tell the others I was picking flowers,"

"I won't" Harry laughed,"If you'll help me,"

"What ails you today, young Potter?" The knight sat down on a patch of grass.

"I woke up and I found myself in Slytherin clothing, and everyone seems to think I'm in Slytherin but I'm not. Ron doesn't believe me, Hermione thinks I'm awful and the Gryffindors are kicking me out." Harry let it all out in a stream of frustration. Oddly, it seemed like the best thing to do at the moment.

Sir Cadogan thought for a moment with a wise look on his features, plucking grass. "I think," he said after a while,"I think you might be in Slytherin,"

Harry sighed and began to walk off, but then the knight spoke again, shouting this time. "I also think that you are a bit mind boggled right now with the circumstances one finds himself in so I think we will go on a quest up to the Headmaster's office using the quietest route I know!"

Sir Cadogan was terribly excited and as Harry wanted peace, he agreed.

And together, they set off.