Disclaimer : I do not own these characters of J.K, but the ones I made up I do (well duhh)
Warning: Slash!GAYSTUFF MALEXMALE !!yaoi! What other names do we have for the most sweetest-oh sorry, that's just me being me.. Erm, seriously, don't like don't read.
When Harry stepped into the Great Hall he met a sight that was highly unsuspected.
First of all, why was Snape sitting there , happily chatting with Narcissa Malfoy?
Second, why was Remus sitting at one side of the table ( why was he here in the first place..) and Tonks at the other side( same question here).
Why weren't they sitting together? They were a couple, after all.
( A/N Sorry Remus/Tonks fans…I'm going to disappoint you with this story.)
He seated himself next to Seamus Finnegan who asked:' Who's the babe with pink hair?'
Rolling his eyes, Harry replied:' Nymphadora Tonks.'
'Come off it , Seamus, I thought you liked that Z-' Dean Thomas started, but Seamus clasped a hand over his mouth. ' He-he-he…'
Harry and Ron exchanged looks that clearly read:' He's a nutter.'
At every table, students were talking loudly about who sat at the Professors Table.
' Silence, please.' McGonagall asked politely.
When that didn't help, her voice rose .
' SILENCE NOW!!' Everyone shut up immediately.
Hagrid came in with the first years( the trio waved franticly at him) and Filch quickly put a small chair with the Sorting Head in front of the teachers table.
The hat began to sing.( I can't bring it up to actually make-up a song right now…I might post it later.)
' Alberst, Vera.' Mc Gonnagol started to read the names of the list.
' GRYFINDOR!'
Harry adverted his attention from the Sorting to Draco Malfoy. Somehow, the boy was far more interesting, with his fine shaped face, his cold grey eyes and-Harry stopped himself from going further, this was getting a little bit too scary.
'Thank you. Now, may I introduce: Narcissa Malfoy.' Narcissa stood up for a second and sat down again.
' She will be teaching Defence Against the Dark Arts( snorting could be heard) for those below fifth year. Remus Lupin will be teaching for the fifth and up.
Nymphadora Tonks( who waved cheerfully at everyone) shall teach Transfiguration.
Seeing I'm headmistress I have lot's of other things to do.' Everyone laughed, probably they were relieved that they didn't have the stern professor anymore.
'This years headboy and headgirl are Draco Malfoy and Hermoine Granger.
Mr. Filch asks everyone the please remember the Dark Forest is FORBIDDEN for students.
( she looked at Harry and Ron for a moment) Also, no magic in the hallways, no duels,( she looked at the Slytherins and Gryffindor.) and the curfew is 10 o'clock.'
'Now enjoy your dinner.'
Food appeared and Harry and friends started to dive into all the delicious things that were made by house-elves.
' So , Dean, what were you starting to say about who Seamus liked?' Ron asked very subtle when Seamus busy talking with Hermoine about her summer. ' Oh, yes, about that. He just doesn't shut up about-' But unfortunately Seamus had noticed what the subject was.
'Shut up , Dean! I told you not to tell!' He smacked his best friend upside the head and glared at him. 'I will tell them once I want them to know.'
' Oh , it can't be that bad, right?' Harry asked. ' Believe me, it can.' Dean muttered darkly, earning another smack.
Meanwhile, Ron and Neville had started a different conversation , about jumping quills.
' So , Harry, what do you think about jumping-quills.?' Neville asked.
'Hm..Funny, I guess.' He said absent-minded.
'HA! See! No one besides you thinks their dangerous.' Ron said with a superior smirk that was so Slytherin worthy.
'But you could stab someone's eye out!' She protested.
' You are never going to let that go , are you?!' ( watch movie 1 , charms class).
'Hi Harry.' Parvati Patil said, as she and Lavender passed by.
'Hi Ron.' Lavender said sweetly, glaring at Hermoine like she was trying to burn a hole in her head.
' She's still angry with you?' Ginny asked, proceeding to speak with a mouth full of potatoes.
' Yes…I hope I haven't got that many classes with her this year…'
' Well, I don't think you will, because it's all about your best qualities. What you are planning to do after school. Lavender wants to run her own clothing label. You want to work at the ministry. Two entirely different things. Plus, you are much smarter then her.' Ron commented.
Hermoine blushed a bit and scrambled up, muttering something about not wanting to be late for Potions.
Snape started to read up the names of the ones who were in his class.
' Draco Malfoy…Pansy Parkinson…And- Oh dear, Harry Potter..' He smirked his possibly evillest smirk and continued:' Let me tell you this, Potter. If McGonagall hadn't been so threatening you would not be in this classroom. You really aren't that good in this subject. I suggest we find you a tutor, otherwise you'll flunk and that can't happen to our Golden Boy, now can it?'
The rest of the class laughed, excluding Harry.
Only he , Hermoine and Seamus Finnegan were Gryffindors, the rest Malfoy, Parkinson, Zabini, Abbot and Beabottle.
' Zabini and Finnegan, Abbot and Malfoy, Granger and Beabottle, Parkinson and Potter. List of ingredients in on the board, page 15 in your book.'
' Good morning, Potter.' Parkinson greeted cheerfully.
' Good morning…' Harry said , feeling a bit strange about being nice to Parkinson.
' So, how are things with Cho?' She asked after 15 minutes of silence.
He nearly cut his finger.
'What?' He choked, focussing where he put his knife very carefully now.
' Cho, you are dating her, right?'
' No.. It didn't work out.' He said quietly.
'Ah.. Are you dating anyone now, are you in love with-'
'Pansy!' Malfoy suddenly hissed.
'What's the prob, Draco dear?' She asked sweetly.
' You know bloody well what the problem is.' She smiled at him and turned back to Harry.
'Sorry , where was I … So, some other girl in your life then?' Harry found himself fumbling for words.
'Er…No, no girls.' And then, she managed to surprise him even more.
'No girls, boys, perhaps?'
' Why, why would you say s-such a thing?' he stuttered.
She smirked and said:' So there is a boy?' 'NO.' he threw the batwings in and the potion turned green. ' Ah…But you damn well wish there was, right?' He didn't even bother to look up, he knew she was smirking, but then again, when was she not?
'Why are you talking to me in the first place?' Harry said , being very irritated by her.
Parkinson shook her dark head, laughing.' Why? Why, he asks. We, at least I want to befriend you, Granger and Weasley.' Malfoy turned around and stared at her.
' What now, Draco?' She asked again with that sickening sweet tone.
Malfoy scowled at her and looked around nervously.
Behind him , Harry could hear Zabini sniggering. 'So , what do I do next?' Seamus asked. 'Well, you put those in , wait about a minute , then you swirl a bit and put these in. It should be dark green by now.' Zabini explained, to Harry's great surprise, patiently.
Next to Harry, Parkinson rolled her eyes and continued swirling their own potion.
' So, Potter. What do you say? It seems like Seamus has already befriended a Slytherin, so you won't be the first to er…associate with the enemy.' Parkinson said smooth.
' Erm… Okay, I guess. We can be civil to each other.' She sighed and smiled at nothing in particular.
'You agreed to WHAT?!' Ron burst out as he and Hermoine met him at the Great Hall for lunch.
' To be civil with them.' Harry said, sighing. He didn't know why he'd done that..
'I think it's good.' The two boys stared at Hermoine. ' Inter-house relations. That was what Dumbledore was for! He supported it, and I think it's really good of Harry to agree with Parkinson. Even though she is a Slytherin. She's really good at Charms, did you know?'
'Hermoine! You have got to be kidding me!' Ron said, his eyes nearly falling out of their sockets. ' No, Ronald, I am not. I'm perfectly serious, in fact.' She stated in her bossy tone.
'Now go stuff your mouth with food so I don't need to hear your rubbish.'
Ron was very hungry, so he did was she said( but not because she said it.)
'Now, Harry, tell me what you and Parkinson spoke about.' Harry began telling what he remembered, but for some reason, he left the boy-wanting-according-to-Parkinson out.
History Of Magic
To Harry and Rons great dismay, they sat close to Malfoy and posse.
Hermoine greeted them politely and sat down. Ron just groaned.
'Good Morning, class. Did I tell you about the first great wizard-war?' Binns started.
He floated around and stopped in front of his desk. 'Yes, Miss Granger?'
' No, sir.' Said Hermoine. 'Ah…well then, what do you know about the first great wizard-war?' Soon after that, Harry tuned out, Hermoine would take notes for him.
A crumbled piece of paper landed on his desk. Harry turned around and saw Malfoy was looking at him.
He unfolded the paper and read:" Pansy said you agreed to be civil with us."
Harry chose to ignore him and didn't reply.
Just because he had agreed didn't mean he'd have to talk to Malfoy, at least not now, not yet.
" Oh come on, reply!" Harry sighed and pretended to pay attention to Binns.
"You're not really paying attention, stop pretending. If you agreed, then be civil and have a conversation with me. Even if it is through notes."
'Stop bothering me!' Harry mouthed at him, fixing him with a really withering stare.
Malfoy smirked and Harry realised- he'd given Malfoy what he wanted-his attention.
Harry groaned slightly in frustration, tore off a piece of parchment and scribbled down.
"Fine, I agreed. But I don't trust you, despite the fact that you joined the Order."
" They didn't trust us either. Think Father , Mother and I have been overdosed with Visaterum."
"AH, that explains everything, I was wondering why you were being so nice."
The rest of the class they continued sending notes, talking about all kinds of things, but mostly about Quidditch.
'So , did you enjoy yourself with Malfoy?' Ron asked as soon as they left the classroom.
'As a matter of fact, I did.' Harry stalked away, angry. He heard Hermoine scold Ron and soon she followed him.
'Harry, wait a second!' She called after him.
'Ronald's always a bit of a prat about Malfoy, and you used to be too. I don't understand why you got so angry back there.' Harry sighed, he'd been doing that a lot today, he noted blankly in his mind.
'I don't understand it either. It was just that I did enjoy myself. It was so weird.'
' I know…Having them being nice is really weird.'
(A/N)
Okay, crappy end of chapter, but…At least it's a bit long Tell me what you think!
