Silver Hourglass Chapter 6: Inner Slytherin, a harry potter fanfic

Chapter 6

Inner Slytherin

"Come on Potter wake up." Draco's voice said. Harry groaned and opened his eyes groggily. He expected to see the dusty ceiling of the cupboard, spider webs and spiders covering it. Instead he saw the emerald velvet of the Four-posted bed in the Slytherin dormitories. Harry muttered nonsense as he sat up, the sheets of his bed pooling at his lap. Harry yawned and outreached his arm, looking blindly for his glasses. His fingers stumbled on them on the nightstand beside his bed, and he grabbed them, his fingerprints peppering his lens as he brought it to his face. With his eyesight, Harry turned to Draco and gave a tired smile "Morning Draco." He yawned. He looked around and saw that all the other boys were still sleeping. "What time is it?" he asked.

"Quarter passed seven." Draco said. "Come on Potter, you need to get ready. The second lesson of being a proper wizard is getting ready for plans early. Now get up and come to the baths with me."

"Okay Draco." Harry yawned, getting out of bed. Draco's robes were already folded on his bed waiting for him and he said "Leave your clothes here, they'll get them to clean it. Get your robes." Harry nodded and opened his trunk, holding a gasp when his clothes changed. His robes now had the Slytherin emblem on them and there were black and silver ties piled on his folded white button downed shirts. Harry took out his school clothing and folded them on his bed. Harry followed Draco through a door that he didn't notice before and they walked into a giant bathroom. There were several tubs and shower stalls, and several sinks next to each other with a large mirror on the wall. Draco stepped in front of one shower stall and said "You have fifteen minutes Harry."

Harry nodded and took off of his clothes. He stepped into the shower stall and closed the curtains behind him. The water stared immediately and Harry gave a small gasp as the water fell on him, the temperature perfect. He forgot about his glasses and blushed in embarrassment when he realized that they were still on. He looked around the shower stall and saw a small ledge. He took off his glasses and placed them on there before proceeding to clean himself. Fifteen years later he was battling with his rat nest hair, annoyed at the tangles.

"Potter, what is taking you so long?" Draco asked. Harry turned and saw his blurred silhouette behind the curtain.

"Sorry Draco," Harry said, "But my hair is umm…"

Harry heard Draco sigh and next thing he knew the curtain was ripped open, Harry shrieking as he turned around, his back facing Draco. "What are you doing!?" Harry shrieked.

"Helping you. My mom and dad did this when I was very young." Draco said.

"You're not supposed to do this Draco!" Harry said, squatting down in the tub. Draco sighed and stepped into the tub with Harry. "You are a mess Potter." He sneered as he grabbed the nearest brush and combed Harry's hair. Harry winced as Draco brushed roughly, getting rid years of knots that developed in Harry's hair. "Honestly Potter when was the last time you decently washed your hair?" Draco asked, tugging at a clump of hair. "Ow." Harry winced.

"Suck it up Potter." Draco said, brushing Harry's hair until the knots and tangles were gone. "Potter," Draco said, "I want you to brush your own hair from now on, and take twenty minutes for your baths."

Harry just nodded and asked Draco to get out. "I will," Draco said, "but I want you to bathe your hair again. Seriously Potter tell me, when was the last time you actually cleaned it?"

Harry blushed as he tried to remember. His aunt and Uncle allowed him to clean every day, but the baths or showers usually lasted five minutes before Aunt Petunia knocked on the bathroom door, telling him to get out and do his chores. So, Harry didn't have a lot of time to clean his body, and he usually neglected his hair. "I usually had five minutes." Harry admitted, mumbling to himself.

"Proper wizards don't mumble Harry." Draco said, "now tell me again." Draco crossed his arms, unfrazed or not caring that he was naked and so was Harry. All that mattered at that point was making his boy Harry into a "Proper Wizard" and that meant following Draco's rules and examples.

Harry nodded and said, a bit louder, "I usually had five minutes."

"Well now you have twenty so wash your hair again." Draco said, he closed the curtain and Harry frowned when he heard the eleven year old muttering as his wet footsteps padded away. Harry washed his hair again, happy that there were no knots in his hair, and he stepped out of the shower. The water turned off by itself and Harry grabbed his glasses and went to the sinks where Draco was, a green towel wrapped around his waist.

Harry took a towel and mimicked Draco. He stood next to Draco and took a toothbrush and brushed his teeth. The two brushed silently as the door opened and two third years came in. Harry watched in his mirror as the third years walked into the showers. Harry rinsed his mouth and asked "Who are they?"

Draco glanced at where the third years went."Adrian Pucey and Terrence Higgs. They're on our Quidditch teams." Draco said, rinsing his mouth. Pucey is our Chaser while Higgs is our Seeker."

"Chasers go after the umm Quaffle right?" Harry asked.

"That's right Potter." Adrian Pucey said, stepping out of the showers naked as the day he was born. "Though, I wonder where you were hiding that you don't know what Quidditch is."

Harry blushed and said "Muggles."

"Oh right," Draco said, "Your mother was a mud—a muggleborn." Draco's tone of voice made Harry think that he didn't approve of that, but he didn't know what a muggleborn was. Harry thought to ask Draco, but decided to wait.

"Really? Then you're missing a lot." Pucey smirked, "Just wait till November where Higgs and I tear Gryffindor team a new one." The expression went over Harry's head and he smiled, saying excitingly "I can't wait either! I had a friend who told me everything she knew about Quidditch."

"Really?" Draco and Pucey asked, both raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah, she told me that her husband tried out for the Slytherin team but didn't make it." Harry said. Pucey nodded and returned to his shower, saying that he and Higgs need to go out training before classes.

"Come on Harry, we need to get ready for our classes also." Draco said.

"Coming Draco!" Harry said. He followed Draco into the common room and found to his surprise that his pajamas are gone. "See, told you they would get them." Draco said. He dropped his towel and got changed. Harry watched and blushed when Draco looked at him. Harry felt something change…down there, but he ignored it when Draco raised an eyebrow. "Come on Potter get dress. We need to eat breakfast, and then I need to get you ready for classes today."

Harry nodded and turned to face his bed as he dropped his towel, getting dress quickly as his… down there, became normal. Draco nodded and said "Good boy. Now let's go."

"What's our first class?" Harry asked, excited.

"Defense Against the Dark Arts with the Ravenclaws." Draco said, "Didn't you check your timetable?" he asked. Harry shook his head and dug through his trunk. He found his books, and on top of that was a folded piece of paper with his name and schedule on it. He opened it up and read it.

It read:

Mondays:

9:00-10:50 D.A.D.A.—Class 31 w/ Ravenclaws
11:00-12:15 Herbology—Class 102 w/Gryffindors
12:15-12:50 Lunch Break
1:00-1:50 Charms—Class 99 w/ Ravenclaws
2:00-3:50: History of Magic—Classroom 4F w/ Hufflepuff

Tuesdays:

9:00-10:50: Transfigurations Classroom 2E w/ Gryffindor
11:00-12:15 Herbology—Greenhouse One w/Gryffindor
12:15-12:50 Lunch Break
1:00-3:50 Potions—Dungeons, Classroom 1A w/Gryffindor

Wedsnesdays:

10:00-12:15 Flying—Training Grounds ALL STUDENTS
12:15-12:50 Lunch Break
11:00-12:15 Astronomy—Astronomy Tower w/Gryffindors

Thursdays:

Fridays:

9:00-10:50: Transfigurations Classroom 2E w/ Gryffindor
11:00-12:15 Herbology—Greenhouse One w/Gryffindor
12:15-12:50 Lunch Break
1:00-3:50 Potions—Dungeons, Classroom 1A w/Gryffindor

"It says most of our classes are with the Gryffindors." Harry said, smiling to himself. That means he gets to talk with Ron and maybe patch things up with him.

"I know, dreadful isn't it?" Draco asked. "At least we have Potions with them, that will be fun." He smirked.

"Really? How so?" Harry asked.

"Father told me that Professor Snape destests Gryffindors." Draco said with his smirk. Harry watched Draco's face and felt that, especially with that expression, Draco had an air of superiority around him. Harry figured that he both liked, yet didn't like that air. He liked it when it was just him and his friends as Draco easily took the role of leader of the four, yet he feels they are all equal. Yet when around other people, Harry thinks that Draco uses that smugness and superiority to push down people, the memory of Ron before they all got sorted filled his mind.

"Why would he not like the Gryffindors?" Harry asked.

"I don't think I'm the right person to tell you that Harry." Draco said, "Besides we need to go to breakfast. Come on Harry."

"Yes Draco." Harry said, gathering his books. Theodore and Blaise were just waking up as Harry and Draco were leaving and Draco told them to hurry up. As soon as they reached the common room, Draco grabbed Harry's wrist and they exited together. Draco led the smaller boy out of the dungeons, and up the stairs. They entered the Great Hall together and Harry stepped closer to Draco when everyone there stared at him.

"There look."

"Where?"

"Next to the tall kid with the blonde hair."

"Wearing the glasses?"

"Did you see his face?"

"Did you see his scar?"

The whispers followed Harry as he and Draco walked inside the Great Hall and towards the Slytherin Table. The Slytherin Quidditch team were there already, eating their breakfast. Harry recognized Terrence Higgs and Adrian Pucey and waved at them. They waved back and returned to their breakfast. Harry checked at the Gryffindor table and saw Ron there with his brothers. Harry smiled sadly and waved at them. Ron blatantly ignored him, stuffing his face with sausage while Percy Weasley simply raised an eyebrow. The twins smiled back and waved, which raised Harry's mood slightly.

Draco raised an eyebrow when Harry stopped waving. He didn't say anything, just piled a piece of breakfast sausage and a couple of cooked eggs on Harry's plate, and a glass of milk. "Let's see if you remember anything I thought you Harry." He said. Harry easily picked up his knife and fork, remembering Draco's lesson from last night, and he cut a small piece of sausage and bit it, chewing silently. "It's good." He said, smiling.

"Good boy." Draco said, returning Harry's smile. Harry felt pride at Draco's praise and continued eating, his eyes wondering the empty hall. He looked at the staff table and noticed something that he didn't notice before. Four huge hourglasses stood, each with the House Emblem on top. The left most one was Gryffindor's the top of the hourglass filled with tiny rubies, and empty on the bottom. Next to Gryffindor's hourglass was Slytherin's, the snake shining proudly as there were five tiny emeralds on the bottom of the hourglass. Harry smiled a bit when he remembered that those were his points, he has earned Slytherin their first points. Next the Slytherin's was Ravenclaw, who had sapphires, and then lastly Hufflepuff who had diamonds. So far, only Slytherin had points.

"Get used to us being in the lead Harry," Draco said as he took a bit of his egg. He swallowed and said "Because you and I will earn the most points this year. Understand?"

"Yeah Draco." Harry said grinning, he kind of wanted to win too. Especially because of the pride he felt for winning the first points of the school year. He continued to eat his breakfast and looked up as Blaise and Theodore walked in. They walked to the Slytherin Table and took their place next to Harry, Blaise sitting next to him this time with Theo next to him. "Morning boys." Blaise smiled.

"Morning Blaise," Harry smiled he pointed to the hourglasses and said "Look! We're in the lead already."

"We are, that's awesome." Blaise said, putting several sausages on his plate. Harry looked at Blaise confused and Blaise just shrugged and said "I like sausage." He took a bite out of the first sausage and smiled innocently, "Don't you Harry?"

"Yeah, they're good I guess." Harry said. He did like the sausage, they were the right amount of spicy that he would allow in the morning, but he couldn't see eating four of them like Blaise is doing. "Harry, finish your milk." Draco said. Harry nodded and took the cup, sipping from it for the proper amount, and placed the cup down, a light milk mustache on his upper lip.

Blaise laughed at it and Draco scowled, handing Harry a napkin. "Honestly Potter can't you even drink milk right?" he said good humouredly.

"Sorry Draco." Harry blushed, cleaning himself. Draco just nodded and they continued eating. When Harry was done with his sausage and eggs, Draco took his plate and filled it again. "You're too skinny." Draco said, "Magic uses energy so the more you have, the more magic you can use."

Harry thought about this and asked "If that's how, then why did you guys said that Crabbe and Goyle are bad at magic?"

"Oh." Theodore said, "That's because they're both basically squibs, but have just enough magic to enter Hogwarts."

"Squibs?" Harry asked.

"They're like muggles," Theodore explained, "but they are born from wizards. Think of it the opposite of muggleborn." Harry still looked confused so Theodore explained even further. "A muggleborn is when two muggles creates a magical child. There are none in Slytherin, so I don't personally know an example to name. Anyways, a Squib is the opposite of muggleborns so if two magical folk, it doesn't matter if they're pure-blooded or half-blooded, come together and have a baby, there is a very small chance that the child will not posses any magical abilities. If the child doesn't possess any magical ability, they are what considered Squibs. They are still allowed in our world, but they cannot do any magic. The school's caretaker Mr. Filch is a Squib."

"Ohh, that makes more sense." Harry said nodding. He thought about it, and said "That still doesn't explain Crabbe and Goyle."

"Their families are weak magically." Draco said, "To be honest, I'm surprised they aren't squibs, their families are heading there anyway, no one wants to marry into the family."

Harry was even more confused at this and Draco sighed, "Magic is in our blood Harry. And the blood of the Crabbe family and Goyle family are weak. I think the last wedding the families had were to each other, and that was years ago. It also doesn't help that they're as smart as trolls. I doubt they can even do the simplest of spells."

"Long story short, if we ever lose points, it is most likely because of those two." Blaise said. Harry frowned at this, he didn't want Slytherin to lose the points he gained so he asked "Is there a way to stop them from doing that?"

"Yeah, make sure to gain points." Draco said. Harry nodded and thought. He really didn't want Crabbe or Goyle lost points that he worked hard to gain. And from what Draco and Blaise said, they would be the only seeable reasons why Slytherin would lose points. At least from the male Slytherin first years. He really did not want Slytherin to lose points, even if it's miniscule. Harry knew that he and his friends would work hard for those points, it isn't fair for them if those points get taken away just for those two idiocy. If only there was a way to remove them from Hogwarts. An idea gotten into Harry's head, an idea that he normally wouldn't have. What if Crabbe and Goyle simple gotten expelled from Hogwarts? Never had Harry thought of ill events happening to people, but he really didn't want those two nitwits losing Harry's points.

"Theo, is there a book that lists Hogwart's rules?" Harry asked.

"Yeah. There should be a rules books in the library, along with the penalties I believe. Why? Is there something that you want to check on?" Theodore asked.

"Just an idea I have." Harry smiled sweetly. He will make sure that Crabbe and Goyle don't lose his points. Theodore and Blaise visibly shivered at Harry's sweet, innocent smile while Draco just smirked and patted Harry's shoulders. "Look at you Potter. Good boy." Harry smiled at Draco and said "I should go to the library now! Just to make sure."

"Do you know where the library is?" Draco asked.

"No, but I think I can find it," Harry said, "and I'll make sure to ask the ghosts and portraits. It should only take ten minutes."

Draco nodded and said "Alright, be my good boy now okay?"

"I will Draco." Harry smiled. He stood up and gathered his books, which he kept in a leather satchel. Harry left the Great Hall, barely noticing Ron following him. Harry checked the time with the "Tempus" spell he saw Remora casting. He smiled when it worked and he saw that he had a bit over an hour.

"Harry!" Ron's voice yelled, getting his attention.

Harry turned around and smiled, "Hi Ron, how are you?"

Ron looked confused, his expression a mix of betrayal and hope. "What happened to you Harry?" he asked, "Why are you a Slytherin?"

"Because I was sorted into it." Harry frowned. "Why? Does that mean you won't be my friend?"

"I want to be your friend Harry, but you're supposed to be in Gryffindor. Your parents were in Gryffindor, and there wasn't a good witch or wizard who wasn't in Slytherin!" Ron argued.

"Ron, I'm still me. I'm just in Slytherin House." Harry said, "Besides, we barely know each other. So please? Can't we try being friends? Not all Slytherins are bad. Draco isn't! And Blaise and Theodore aren't bad either."

"But you don't understand Harry!" Ron said, "They're all bad wizards! Especially Malfoy! His family is full of Dark wizards who uses the Dark Arts." Dark Arts? Harry wondered, what are those?

"But still, Draco and Blaise and Theodore don't use the Dark Arts!" Harry said, whatever that means. Harry sighed and said "Ron, I really want to be your friend, but if you really can't get past me being a Slytherin…" Harry turned around to leave, sadden by Ron's rejection.

"Harry wait!" Ron said. Harry turned around and Ron said "It's not that you're a Slytherin, it's just the other Slytherins. You-Know-Who was a Slytherin Harry, as well as most of his followers that my parents and yours fought against."

"But my friends aren't any of them." Harry said.

"But their parents were Harry. Look I'm just looking out for you okay? I really want to be your friend… but I don't trust those other Slytherins." Ron said.

Harry frowned at that. Why wouldn't Ron trust his friends? He shook his head and said "Then don't trust them. Trust me. I'm still the same boy you met and talk with on the train. I'm just wearing green and silver. So please Ron? You look like a fun kid to hang out with." Harry asked, looking up at Ron. Ron stared into Harry's doe emerald eyes and sighed "Alright Harry, I'll be your friend. But I won't be trusting those other Slytherins. I still think they're bad news."

"Okay Ron, I'll accept that." Harry said, he smiled and said "Sorry, but I have to go now. There's something in the library I need to check. But we'll see each other in class later right?"

"Class?" Ron asked, confused.

"Yeah," Harry said, "We have Herbology together at eleven in the morning." Harry said, remembering his timetable."

"Okay then," Ron smiled, "See you in class than Harry."

"See you Ron!" Harry said waving, happy that he has a new friend. Well same friend, just a new friend that isn't in Slytherin. Harry walked up the stairs in the entrance hall and looked around, trying to figure out which way seemed the most likely the Library would be. He saw another Weasley, Percy Harry thought his name was, and walked up to him. "Excuse me?" he said.

"Yes Mr. Potter can I help you?" the red head said. Up close Harry confirmed that it was in fact Percy Weasley. Harry looked at his robes and saw a shiny P badge on his robe. "Umm, can you please show me which way the library is? There is a book I need to see before classes begin." Harry asked.

"That's very studious of you Mr. Potter." Percy said. Harry just smiled and Percy said "The Library is on the third floor. Just go down the left corridor and you'll find it easily."

"Thank you Mr. Weasley." Harry said, smiling at Percy. He's one step closer to getting rid of Crabbe and Goyle.

"You're welcome Mr. Potter, and please call me Percy. You seem like a good kid." Percy said. Harry said goodbye and went up the stairs, talking them two at the time as he reached the third floor. He went down the corridor Percy told him and soon found himself at the Library, empty except for a few sixth years and the Librarian. Harry went up to her and said "Excuse me? Madam umm…"

"I am Madam Pince, how can I help you?" the librarian asked.

"I was wondering if there was a manual or book here that had all of Hogwart's rules and punishments. I heard that my father was a troublemaker when he went here, and I didn't want to end up like him." Harry lied, hoping that she would believe him. Harry was nervous and bit his lip, a sweat forming at his brow. He never lied before.

"Of course, who is your father if I may ask?" The librarian asked.

"James Potter Ma'am. I'm Harry Potter." Harry said.

"Well Mr. Potter, the book you are looking for is at the front table over there, I always put a small pile of books on there." The Librarian said, "Although only the Ravenclaws only seem to get it, and a couple of Hufflepuffs." She muttered.

"Thank you Madam Pince." Harry said, walking to the small table in front of the library. He picked up the book and read the title. Rules and Regulations of Hogwarts, 567th Ed. By Irma Pince. He returned to the librarian and asked if he could check the book out.

"Of course, just return it in two weeks." The librarian said, giving him a slip of paper with the return date on it. She magicked it to the inside of the book cover and wished Harry a good day. Harry did the same and walked outside, making sure that he was alone before casting the Tempus spell again, seeing that only twelve minutes passed. He hurried his way back to the Great Hall, the book under his arm and he almost ran into Professor McGonagall, Harry slowing down significantly to a walk before she sees him.

"Ah Mr. Potter, just who I was looking for." She said, stopping him. "If I could have a moment of your time, I would like to talk with you."

"What is it Professor?" Harry asked.

"I was wondering how you were adjusting to your life at Hogwarts. After that rather unfortunate incident after your sorting, I feared that you have had other similar encounters." Professor McGonagall said. Harry smiled at the old professor sweetly, touched that she was worried about him. "No Professor, I haven't." he said, "Though, thank you for worrying about me."

"You're very welcome Mr. Potter. If any student harass you in anyway, please don't be afraid to inform me or Professor Snape." Professor McGonagall said.

"I will Professor McGonagall, thank you." Harry said. He then returned back into the Great Hall and ignored the whispers again as he returned to his place between Blaise and Draco. Harry started to read the rules, flipping towards the various punishments this school offered. He need to make sure that Crabbe and Goyle get in as much trouble as they can, without losing many points. "Draco," Harry asked, "what are the Dark Arts?"

"Where is this from Harry?" Draco asked.

"Here," Harry said pointing at a rule, "Students caught in possession of a Dark artifact or practicing the Dark Arts will be expelled immediately."

"The Dark Arts are umm… basically spells that the Ministry of Magic deem too dangerous for wizards to perform." Draco said, his face becoming expressionless. "That includes many spells that harm people. It usually takes a lot of magic and concentration to perform."

Then, Harry thought, that idea is out the window. If Crabbe and Goyle are basically Squibs, there is no way they can perform Dark Magic. "Or, a very powerful emotion, like anger." Draco said. "Don't worry, you'll never see that kind of magic."

Harry nodded and said "Thank you Draco, I was confused when I saw that. Does that mean there are other types of Magic as well?"

"Several Harry, but most noticeably Dark Magic and Light magic." Draco said. "Now put that book away, we need to get ready for class."

"Okay Draco." Harry said. He put his book in his satchel. If what Ron and Draco said was true, then most of the Slytherin families had performed Dark Magic in the past. If the magic was fueled by anger, perhaps Harry could figure out a way to get both Crabbe and Goyle so infuriated that they both use Dark magic. Harry wondered what Dark Magic was, and how he would know when he sees it. This would require more time, but Harry was stubborn. He won the first five points for Slytherin, and he would be damned if he allowed those two to take away hard earned House Points. Besides, they're almost Squibs. Harry would be doing Slytherin House a favor getting rid of those two. More determined with his plan than ever, Harry offered Draco his wrist, which he grabbed and the group of four Slytherins headed for their first class at Hogwarts.

A/N: Harry… you're planning… I love it! And I hope you guys love it too! Next time classes! Friendships! And Rodents of Unusual Sizes! Thanks for your reviews, follows, and favorites! Keep them coming please!

HappyReview: It is both nice and sweet that you are predicting a future ship. After all, Lucius did say that they were all on the same team. And hooked? I am both honored and fear for you. Perhaps you should go to a doctor to check that out.

Nameless Guest: Hello. Can I call you Drarry? For my response? I'll do that. I am taking the Doctor Who method of Time Travel… without the TARDIS. In fact I stated it in the story as a reference. (I am a very gay geek if you haven't noticed) Overpowered Harry stories I find no fun. What's the fun of watching a guy always succeed with no challenge? Boring~ thanks for the encouragement and hope to see you soon Drarry!

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