Voldemort, in this story has already been resurrected, by using Ginny in the Chamber of Secrets. Harry didn't rescue her in time, but Voldemort has been laying low. That's the only change I've made.Harry is going to come across as sarcastic, a marauder, a Slytherin, smart and have a dry sense of humour but I'm really only writing this for fun. Still haven't decided on the pairing, Cedric/Harry? Blaise/Harry? Draco/Harry? Vicktor/Harry? I'm prepared to do LV/Harry but that wasn't what I was going to write at first. Just say which pair you'd want in this story, even if it's one I haven't listed.
Harry found a compartment at the very back of the train, he also placed a notice me not charm on the compartment so that only Blaise could come in if he was ever searching for him. He did not want to speak to his so called friends, so why would he want them to find him?
After the train started moving, Harry brought out his book on Magical Creatures, it was all about snakes, owls, dragons, spiders, the lot- it was very interesting for him to read. He had no idea that Dragons could understand the language of Parseltongue. Just as he was reading the last sentence, he heard the door open and a gasp. Harry looked to see Blaise Zabini, Theo Nott and Draco Malfoy, he wasn't sure which one gasped. He smirked and waved for them to come in.
"Welcome to my humble compartment," Harry drawled out as Blaise sat next to him after closing the door and blinds again. Draco raised an eyebrow and Nott clearly felt awkward. He couldn't have that, now, could he?
"Blaise, aren't you going to introduce us?" Blaise rolled his eyes where as Draco just looked confused and then he clicked his fingers with an amused expression.
"You really did write to him, didn't you Blaise? Were you really that bored?" Blaise and Harry looked at each other before bursting out with laughter. If you told Harry last year he would be laughing with a group of Slytherins he wouldn't have believed it. Eventually, he said,
"Sorry, just a running joke we had-" Harry started, Blaise continued,
"We had a bet you see-"
"-I asked him if anyone would notice if I'd die of boredem-"
"-I said no, clearly-"
"-Then he betted me ten galleons that you, Draco would actually-"
"-Remember what Harry said on the train and now Harry so owes me," Blaise finished with a smug expression. There was more to it than that, an inside joke, but Harry thought the other two Slytherins didn't want to get even more confused than they already were. Draco looked to Theo,
"I didn't realise we were talking to the Weasley twins, did you, Theo?" Smiling, Theo shook his head and looked to Harry,
"I'm Theo Nott," He said, shyly. Harry nodded with a grin.
"I'm Harry Potter. But I'm sure you knew that, have any of you seen Granger and Weasley?" He asked, Draco snorted.
"They're looking all over the train for you, how did you manage to hide from them?"
"I made sure only Blaise could see the compartment I was in," Harry explained, "I didn't want to deal with them, you know they didn't write to me all summer? I would have thought they would, with what happened in the Quidditch world cup and all," He sighed. He saw Blaise raise an eyebrow at him.
"You told me you didn't care anymore" He stated. It was Harry's turn to scoff.
"I don't. Anyway," Harry said, excited all of a sudden, Blaise groaned, knowing what Harry was going to ask the two, innocent Slytherins. "Are you two in Ancient Runes? I still can't get over how easy it is you know? And Care of Magical creatures should be great! Oh, any of you in Arithmancy? Who teaches it? Can you believe Dumbledork? How could he be so stupid to allow the Triwizard tornament to be held here? You know there's a chance Voldy is going to be involved, right? And I bet you twenty galleons he'll try to kill me before the end of the year and-" Harry tried to huff when Blaise put his mouth over Harry's, who folded his arms in a strop. Theo smirked at the two, as Draco started banging his head on the window.
"What have we gotten ourselves into? Who's idea was it to call a truce anyway?" Draco mumbled, as Harry licked Blaise's hand who sqealed like a girl and tried to wipe Harry's spit on Theo's clothes, who jumped up on the seat to try and avoid Blaise's hand. Nobody paid attention to Draco who was looking at the scene with a pained expression.
"Kill. Me. Now." Harry heard and replied,
"Oh I can always write a letter to Voldemort, ask him to kill you, how does that sound?" Everyone froze and turned to Harry with a look of concern on their faces, Harry shrugged.
"What? I'm just helping out a friend. I wonder if he would actually reply, do you think I should-"
"NO!" The three Slytherins shouted in unison at Harry's suggestion, Harry sighed dramatically.
"Fine, there was no need to shout,"
The rest of the journey went by uneventful, Harry ended up helping Blaise with his Ancient Runes essay that he had decided to leave till last minute. Draco, Theo, Blaise and Harry were getting onto a carriage when he heard Granger shout-
"Harry! There you are!"
Harry looked to his new friends with a look which clearly said 'please help me' to which Draco just shook his head as they got on. Harry climbed in just as Granger caught up to them. She glared at the Slytherins and smiled when she saw Harry.
"Harry! What are you doing with them? We waited for you-"
"Like how I waited for you to write to me all summer? How hard is it to pick up a pen and write the words Dear Harry, How are you? We were having such a great time and we just forgot our best friend even existed, oh! And we got attacked by Death Eaters, but we didn't think you needed to know-" Harry was cut off when Granger went to smack his arm in anger, but Theo stood in front of Harry and said,
"You can go now, Granger, you aren't wanted here," She took one look at Harry and stomped off. Harry shrugged and looked to Theo with a greatful smile.
"Thank you, Theo," Theo nodded as Draco smirked.
"It's not a problem, we protect one of our own," Draco said with a wink that set them all of laughing again as the carriage started to move. Blaise made eye contact with Harry,
"You've been holding that back, haven't you?" He said quietly and Harry nodded with a solemn look on his face.
"I don't regret what I said. I needed answers,"
They understood perfectly, Harry was starting to feel anxious when he suddenly had an idea, a Marauders idea.
"Guys, I was thinking, can I sit with you at the feast? I want to see Dumbledork's reaction when he finds out I've embraced my Slytherin side," Harry smirked, Draco gaped.
"Slytherin side?" He managed to speak, Harry nodded, still smirking, he hadn't told Blaise this yet.
"The Hat wanted to put me in Slytherin you know, I argued with it," He said smugly, managing to shock them all. Draco spoke first.
"You argued with the Hat?"
"Why the fuck didn't you tell me?" Blaise exclaimed and Harry shuddered at the look he was giving him, Harry shrugged.
"I forgot? And yeah, he said," Harry spoke in the voice of the Hat, "That Slytheirn would lead me on the way to greatness, no doubt about that!" Theo surpessed a snort at Harry's impersonation while Blaise chuckled.
"So, are you in? Or are you in?" Harry said, rubbing his hands together, he felt the urge to laugh evily and when he did, Blaise groaned.
"If I manage to start a rumour to call you a mini Dark Lord can I use your Invisibility cloak?" Harry gave him a deadpanned look. "Didn't think so," Blaise muttered with a sigh. Harry turned to Draco and Theo.
"So, this is the plan..."
OoO
"Did you find him?" Ron asked and Hermione nodded, fixing her eyes at the doors to the Hall, as she sat down at the Gryffindor table with Neville, Seamus and Dean. She was more than annoyed that she missed the sorting. Ron raised his eyebrows.
"And?"
Before she could answer, she gasped. There Harry was, walking into the Hall with Zabini and Nott in toe, Malfoy walking slightly ahead. She watched as they sat down near the middle of the Slytherin table, Harry sat between Malfoy and Zabini. The rest of the Slytherin house looked just as confused, as did the rest of the school. She watched as Professor McGonagall walked up to the group with Professor Snape.
"Mr Potter I believe you are sat on the wrong table," She said sternly.
"That's Harry?" Ginny whispered in awe. Hermione nodded, speachless.
"There's no rules about where and where I can't sit, Professor McGonagall, besides, as you can see, I'm wearing a Slytherin tie,"
"He sounds way too smug about that," Seamus mumbled to Ron who nodded furiously.
"Mr Potter I demand you sit with your fellow housemates!" Professor McGonagall shouted, Hermione watched as Harry tried not to laugh, Malfoy and Zabini along with Nott were smirking. Her eyes widened and she groaned.
"Oh, she's just made a huge mistake," Hermione exclaimed loudly, grabbing the attention of everyone else on her table and everybody else in the room. Hermione flushed red at the attention she was receiving.
"And why is that, Miss Granger?" Snape sneered, Hermione bit her lip, thankfully, Harry answered for her.
"As you can see, my tie is green, therefore you just demanded that I should sit over here, quite the opposite of what you were trying to say, is it not?" Harry asked, too polietly. Suddenly, there was a cough, Hermione frowned and looked to where the Hat was, even the teachers were confused until Professor Dumbledore spoke,
"Anything you wish to add, Alistair?"
"Put me on Mr Potter's head." Hermione frowned, confused. She looked at Harry who was now grinning from ear to ear as Professor McGonagall picked the Hat up and placed it on Harry's head. Hermione was only glad they'd already done the sorting, she still hadn't forgiven the fact that Harry made her late.
"I think you know what I'm going to say, Potter,"
"Oh, yes. Mr Hat. Say what you like," Harry said excitedly.
"SLYTHERIN!"
OoO
"Well that went well," Harry said smugly as Dumbledore told them of the Triwizard tornament. Blaise sighed and smacked a hand against his forehead.
"Did you know that was going to happen?" He asked in a whisper. Harry shrugged.
"Nah, but look, now you're stuck with me!" Harry said cheerfully. Draco groaned,
"Nobody said that was a good thing, Potter," Harry gasped dramatically, placing his hands over his heart.
"Oh, Draco, how you wound me so!" A few Slytherins who had overheard the conversation tried not to laugh as they saw Draco blushing. Blaise rolled his eyes as Theo said,
"Be quiet!" Harry raised his eyebrows.
"Huh?"
Before Theo could speak, the Great Hall doors opened to reveal the ladies of the Beauxbatons, all of the boys apart from Harry were staring at the ladies, while the girls from Hogwarts looked put out about how the boys were acting.
{you all know how the scene goes guys}
"I can feel Weasley staring daggers into my back," Harry stated. He had to switch places for the Durmstrang students so now they were further down and Harry had his back to his ex best friends. Theo took a glance and sure enough, all of the Gryffindor table were staring at them, he nodded back to Harry.
"You're right, you know," Theo said grinning, Harry groaned, banging his head on the table, unknowingly attracting the attention of the Durmstrang students, including one Vicktor Krum. He looked at Malfoy, who was nearest to him.
"Vwat is up with him?"
"Oh, that's Harry Potter, he... is, well-"
"Oi! Malfoy, choose your words carefully," He heard a warning and Malfoy sent an grimaced look to Vicktor, who was staring at Harry with bewilderment.
"Hi Krum!" Harry spoke suddenly, causing Blaise to jump. "I heard you caught the snitch at the Quidditch cup, sadly I didn't go, although Malfoy told me all about it. I've only missed a snitch once, but that was not my fault," Harry said with a pointed look at Draco, who shrugged sheepishly.
"What? We were enemies, you can't blame me, how was I meant to know you could cast a Patronus?"
"So you are Harry Potter? I thought you vould be at the Gryffindor house?" Vicktor asked, as some of his friends nodded, interested to hear what happened to the boy who lived. Harry sighed with a smile on his face.
"Ah, well that is a long story-"
"It's not, Harry argued with the Hat first year to put him in Gryffindor-" Blaise started, but Harry interrupted.
"Actually I said 'anything but Slytherin', I could have been a Hufflepuff for all you know!" Harry exclaimed, while Draco gave him an unimpressed look as Blaise ignored him, continuing his story,
"And half an hour ago he sat with us instead of the Gryffindors and the Hat then decided to resort him, the Headmaster couldn't do anything about it," Blaise said smirking, as Vicktor was thinking deeply. Harry grinned.
"Not that I'd want him to, oh! I bet another twenty galleons that I manage to have something to do with this blasted tornament even if I don't want it. I reckon with Voldies streak of attacks, he's done something-" Blaise slapped his hand over Harry's mouth for the second time today. Vicktor raised his eyebrows at this.
"You believe Voldemort is going to do something?" He asked curiously, trying not to laugh as Harry nodded, still not being able to speak. Vicktor hummed,
"And you think it involves you?" Again Harry nodded, Vicktor smirked.
"I think I'll take you to that bet, my friend," Harry finally moved Blaise's hand away from him and stood up, grabbing everybody's attention, he turned to the Gryffindor's, mainly Ronald Weasely.
"Did you hear that, Weasley!? I'm friends with Vicktor Krum! You jealous?" Harry shouted to Ronald who's ears burned red, Ronald slammed his hand on his desk in a strop,
"I am not jealous of you, you slimy snake!" Weasley shouted back, much to the embarrassment to the rest of Hogwarts. Harry tapped his finger on his chin as he replied.
"Curious. Very curious," Granger piped up,
"What's curious, Harry?"
"Well I was quite offended neither of you wrote to me this summer and I must say, now, I couldn't care less. Weasley, would you have made that statement if I was still sitting in Gryffindor house?" Harry asked, amused at Ron's spluttering. An idea formed into Harry's head as he smirked down to Blaise, who groaned as he said to the people on his table,
"He is planning something," Blaise whispered to anyone in earshot. "I would suggest to run, but Harry might follow..."
"Ronald, do you still support me in speaking Parseltongue? Of course, now I'm a slimy snake that means I'm a mini dark lord now doesn't it? I think I really should send that letter to Voldy, I need some tips," Harry ended. The whole Hall was silent, Harry saw Weasel's pale face, he looked to the Beauxbaton's students who were looking at him curiously, finally he looked at the Durmstrang students, who straightened when he made eye contact with some of them. Interesting. Blaise was the first one to recover.
"I told you so! I told you all!" He bellowed dramatically.
A/N- that was fun.