Harry woke up the next morning feel something on his chest, in face two things on his chest. He woke up and smelled flowers maybe, he couldnt quite put it right but noticed there was blond strands of hair on his face. His shifted a bit and saw the two occupants by his bed in the hospital wing. Daphne Greengrass and Tracey Davis were sprawled across him each taking a side of the bed, well they were more like half sitting position half laying down on him.
Tracey was the first to wake, "Morning, Daph, I noticed the beds in the common room arent this comfy, I must be dreaming still" Tracey mumbled in her sleep. This woke up Daphne and she blushed a bit before straightening up her cloths and then she kissed Harry on the cheek and said "Morning Lord Potter, good to see you are well again"
"How long was I out" asked Harry
"About a day" Tracey said as she also got up. Well be at breakfast Harry, join us when you can Daphne said as she dragged Tracey out of bed with her.
Harry thought about his life as he his rested again against the pillow. Not long ago he was sleeping under the cupboard with spiders. Now he is sleeping with two beautiful girls although he was still young, he didnt have a family and they were growing close to him from his interactions, maybe as friends or more he didnt know.
The next few school days passed with Snape giving glares in potions occasionally which made him wonder what his problem was. Harry performed well enough in potions as he was paired with Daphne who was pretty good potions and mostly bossed him around about what to do. Tracey was paired with Pansy who actually stared alot at Harry since the whole Malfoy incident.
Malfoy and Nott were still out of school until Harry would allow them back, he still had to decide what to do with them. He would talk to the headmaster about it. Lately he also forgot alot about what happened and zoned out realizing he had missing pieces of memory later when he tried to recall something.
Harry first flying lesson went rather well, he impressed madam hooch enough that she asked the Slytherin captain to reqruit Harry on the team as he was the fastest she had seen on a broom with alot of control. The Slytherin in general were cautious around Harry now, before they might openly loath or just be indifferent to him, now they stared which made him uncomfortable. Harry easily passed the seeker test and was appointed the younger seeker for Slytherin in a century according to Flint, the Slytherin captain. Flint plan was basically for Harry to catch the snitch quickly each game as Harry soon found out and to beat up other team players to give Harry room to do that. Although, Harry warned Flint that he would not play in those condition so Flint drop the beating part.
The common room was often tense, Harry, Daphne, and Tracey sat together, they were dubbed the silver trio as they often were together studying, in classes, outside.
"You think the way they stare, Harry might petrify them just by looking at them" said Tracey as she glanced around. The heirachy had sort of changed since the whole Malfoy duel, Harry was unknowingly now untouchable in some respects and maybe even respected by some of the slytherin, some still saw him as a half-blood and resented how close he had gotten to the greengrass pureblood family.
They finished their transfirguration homework and called it a day, tomorrow was Halloween or for Harry the day he lost his parents. Recently Harry had been visiting a room which had a mirror. It showed him his family, it was a unreal experience for him. He would often stay there for hours until Daphne or Tracey would come looking for him so he had to leave.
One time the headmaster walked in on him and said the mirror was being moved so Harry then lost the only way he knew to see his parents. He had been a bit moody after that. Halloween came and he sat with Daphne and Tracey as usual.
"So have you noticed Quirell is kind of odd, he sort of mumbles alot and i noticed in the quidditch match he was muttering something when Harry broom started going wild" said Daphne. They all recalled how in Harry first match he almost fell a hundred feet as something went wrong with his broom. He did end up catching the snitch before the rival Gryffindor seeker though.
"He seems quite odd yes" commented Tracey
"Troll in the dungeon" Quirell came in yelling in the Great Hall
