A/N poor grammar ans some spelling mistakes. I'll try to do something to them. English isn't my first language after all. And question. All Harry Potter books are written from Harry's POV and his POv only. I have seen many fanfics from various poin of views. Which is better, try to stick in one, or change it freely?
Disclaimer: These are not mine and all of that. Thanks for the nice playthings anyway ;)
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Harry had just descended the last marble step into the Entrance Hall when Malfoy, Crabbe
and Goyle emerged from a door on the right that Harry knew led down to the Slytherin
common room. Harry stopped dead; so did Malfoy and the others. The only sounds were the
shouts, laughter and splashes drifting into the Hall from the grounds through the open front
doors.
Malfoy glanced around - Harry knew he was checking for signs of teachers - then he looked
back at Harry and said in a low voice, "You're dead, Potter."
Malfoy had missed Snape, who was also coming up to the Hall from his office. He saw a glimpse of Malfoy and Potter and decided to stay unnoticed in the entrance. 'My, my.. Maybe I just wait a little so I can step in to punish that Potter boy' he thought.
Harry stopped frozen still and glared at Malfoy. He had also noticed there were no others to be seen. He took his hand to his wand just in case Malfoy would try something, but that was already too late. Malfoy had his wand on his hand and he shouted 'expelliarmus', which took Harry flying to the nearest wall, when his wand flew to the other direction.
Harry scrambled up from the floor when Malfoy said in a mocking tone "Oh, our famous Harry Potter. Not so brave without your precious little friends doggins around you?" Harry didn't need a reminder from Sirius. He staggered up and took a few steps towards Malfoy, when Grabbe and Goyle took a hold of his arms and kept him still in front of Malfoy.
Malfoy rose his wand and said loud enought for Harry to hear "Let me show you some real curse my father taught me" but at this point they all heard a commanding "Enought!"
Snape had stepped to the Entrance Hall. He couldn't believe what he saw. He had thought that there would be some playfull hexing but this seemed to be too much to be taken lightly. Grabbe and Goyle let off of Harry and retreated behind Malfoy. All of them where watching Snape's furious face.
"What is happening?" Snape asked coldly turning to sneering Malfoy. From all the teachers who could have come to interrupt his little chat with his fellow student this was still his own Head of the House. And a fellow Death Eater to boot. He had to know what this 'boy-who-shouldn't-live' had done to his father.
"Well, you see professor. It's more like the problem that he even exists.." This was too much for Snape. "Potter, to my office!" he ordered, pointing towards the door from which he had come a moment earlier. "But professor..." tried Harry. "NOW!!" said Snape keeping his eyes on the sneering boy.
Harry grabbed his wand and stumbled out of sight to the pointed corridor. 'This is unfair,' he tought, 'That bastard is going to say this was all my fault' 'But what else would you expect from that git,' said that voice in the back of his head.
"And you my boys," Snape said with a voice that could have actually freeze hell. "If I ever again catch you cursing other students," he said and deepened his tone, "any students, I would have to something as drastic as to take points from my own house. Keep this in mind when you choose when and where you do your little inflicts. No, GO!"
Malfoy had gone as plain as snow and when Snape dismissed them he and his lackeys ran out of the open door. 'Something you can not see every day,' Snape mused when he walked towards his office. He steadied his face for the other conversation to go.
Disclaimer: These are not mine and all of that. Thanks for the nice playthings anyway ;)
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Harry had just descended the last marble step into the Entrance Hall when Malfoy, Crabbe
and Goyle emerged from a door on the right that Harry knew led down to the Slytherin
common room. Harry stopped dead; so did Malfoy and the others. The only sounds were the
shouts, laughter and splashes drifting into the Hall from the grounds through the open front
doors.
Malfoy glanced around - Harry knew he was checking for signs of teachers - then he looked
back at Harry and said in a low voice, "You're dead, Potter."
Malfoy had missed Snape, who was also coming up to the Hall from his office. He saw a glimpse of Malfoy and Potter and decided to stay unnoticed in the entrance. 'My, my.. Maybe I just wait a little so I can step in to punish that Potter boy' he thought.
Harry stopped frozen still and glared at Malfoy. He had also noticed there were no others to be seen. He took his hand to his wand just in case Malfoy would try something, but that was already too late. Malfoy had his wand on his hand and he shouted 'expelliarmus', which took Harry flying to the nearest wall, when his wand flew to the other direction.
Harry scrambled up from the floor when Malfoy said in a mocking tone "Oh, our famous Harry Potter. Not so brave without your precious little friends doggins around you?" Harry didn't need a reminder from Sirius. He staggered up and took a few steps towards Malfoy, when Grabbe and Goyle took a hold of his arms and kept him still in front of Malfoy.
Malfoy rose his wand and said loud enought for Harry to hear "Let me show you some real curse my father taught me" but at this point they all heard a commanding "Enought!"
Snape had stepped to the Entrance Hall. He couldn't believe what he saw. He had thought that there would be some playfull hexing but this seemed to be too much to be taken lightly. Grabbe and Goyle let off of Harry and retreated behind Malfoy. All of them where watching Snape's furious face.
"What is happening?" Snape asked coldly turning to sneering Malfoy. From all the teachers who could have come to interrupt his little chat with his fellow student this was still his own Head of the House. And a fellow Death Eater to boot. He had to know what this 'boy-who-shouldn't-live' had done to his father.
"Well, you see professor. It's more like the problem that he even exists.." This was too much for Snape. "Potter, to my office!" he ordered, pointing towards the door from which he had come a moment earlier. "But professor..." tried Harry. "NOW!!" said Snape keeping his eyes on the sneering boy.
Harry grabbed his wand and stumbled out of sight to the pointed corridor. 'This is unfair,' he tought, 'That bastard is going to say this was all my fault' 'But what else would you expect from that git,' said that voice in the back of his head.
"And you my boys," Snape said with a voice that could have actually freeze hell. "If I ever again catch you cursing other students," he said and deepened his tone, "any students, I would have to something as drastic as to take points from my own house. Keep this in mind when you choose when and where you do your little inflicts. No, GO!"
Malfoy had gone as plain as snow and when Snape dismissed them he and his lackeys ran out of the open door. 'Something you can not see every day,' Snape mused when he walked towards his office. He steadied his face for the other conversation to go.