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Harry ate in a dignified manner, having enough food and enough time not to have to scarf his food down, getting a variety of fruits and vegetables and proteins, not loading up on junk food as some of the other students seemed to love doing. When the food disappeared and the dessert had been eaten, Harry looked up at Dumbledore hearing him clap his hands for attention.
"Excuse me, I have a few announcements. First Mr. Filch would like me to remind you all that Zonko's products are not allowed and will be confiscated. Go look on his office door for a full list of banned items. Also, I wish to inform you not to go near the third floor corridor if you don't want to die a horrible death." Dumbledore informed them, sounding kind even then.
Harry raised an eyebrow, suspicious as people laughed and muttered to themselves and their friends. There was something dangerous here? In a school? Dumbledore was a fool. Why would he tell the students, unless he wanted them to go there? There had to be an ulterior motive here, but what was it?
Draco rolled his eyes as he told Harry and the group of children who already seemed to want to bow to the Malfoy's every whim, "Father says Dumbledore is a crackpot old fool, and I see why. Something dangerous? How silly." The blonde scoffed, dismissing the subject.
After a little while longer everyone in the Slytherin table stood up with the rest of the houses and the first years were told to follow the prefects to the common room. Harry followed Draco and the others, pretending not to know where everything was. He looked around the castle, interested in things that had changed since the time Tom and the dark haired man had been here.
When they got there the prefect turned to them, "To enter our common room you must tell this portrait the password. If you do not remember the password, ask another Slytherin for help. Under no circumstances are you to tell a Gryffindor where our common room is or what the password is. We will know and you will be punished according to Slytherin rule. Our password is 'Lionheart'."
A snooty looking girl piped up, "Excuse me, but that's very Gryffindor." The prefect sneered at her, "That's why we have it. They won't expect this password, and they can't get in. You have to think!" The girl turned her head, embarrassed as the portrait opened and they were lead inside.
"There are 2 people to a room, girls on one side, boys on the other. You may choose your roommates and then tell our head of house, Professor Snape, who you wish to sleep with. Your luggage is by the doors. But first, house rules. Slytherins stick together. You do not pick on a fellow Slytherin, you help them if they need it. Do everything you can to get house points and embarrass the Gryffindors. Do not do anything immoral or illegal and get caught. If you have a question, ask our head of house about it."
A man stepped out into the light, "Thank you McCormick. That will be enough." Harry stared at the man in shock, it was the dark haired man in his dreams! He was a professor? Harry had so many questions.
Snape said, "As he said, you come to me if necessary. Do not embarrass me, under any circumstances. Choose your dorm mate, tell me, then go to the room I assign you. Roommates can not be changed. Decide carefully"
Harry and Draco looked at each other and nodded, already knowing they would be roommates. If it turned out for the worst, well, it would turn out for the worst. The 1st years started deciding and Harry and Draco went up to the potion's master, "We want to room together please" Harry commented politely.
Snape looked at him in shock. Potter..now that he got a better look at him, had his mother's eyes, and..he looked more like a young Voldomort than he did James. The potion's master shook that thought away and nodded, "Go upstairs to the first room on the left. Grab your things and choose your beds. Lights out in one hour." So, the rooms were decided, for better or for worse.
The blonde and brunette went up to their assigned room, taking their trunks and putting it
by the beds. Harry claimed the one by the window and looked around, "This is rather extravagant." It had changed since Tom's time.
Draco nodded, "Everyone in Slytherin is used to a posh lifestyle, so anything less would make the Slytherins angry and revolt, so we have better rooms." He smirked, "Much better than the 6 to a room thing the Gryffindors have." Harry chuckled, "Very true."
He got unpacked and changed into some long pajamas, keeping his gloves on, which confused Draco, but he already understood it would not be a good idea to question the other boy. He had secrets, but so did everyone. Half of him wanted to know, and the other half accepted the fact everyone had secrets and no one had to tell any of them.
The Potter laid down on his comfortable bed, "Goodnight Draco. I will see you in the morning." Draco nodded, laying down in his own bed after changing into green silk pajamas, "Yes, goodnight Harry."
That night Harry dreamed of Snape again, in more detail, of his memories of James Potter and his mother. He found he was growing to hate the man named James, even if he was his father. He was so cruel. He was a bully, and Harry hated bullies with a passion. It was the start of his self discovery, though no one understood just how important that was quiet yet.