A/N: Thanks to Hufflepuff pride for betaing for me. Oh and someone asked me if Harry and Ron could duel in front of the school I could do that, but Ron would get wrecked right now.

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'Thoughts'

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"Sure Weasel name the time and the place." Draco said coolly at the red headed boy.

"I am not challenging you." Ron sneered.

"I know but I am Potter's second who's yours." Draco taunted.

"Seamus," He said plainly after thinking about both his friend's abilities.

Harry was nervous but did not want to say or show it, he needed to keep his neutral face.

"We will see you in the trophy room at midnight." Ron strode off smirking.

"Draco what are you thinking!"

"Oh, Harry we are not going to go. We will be telling Professor Snape. He will deal with Weasley accordingly."

Harry smirked. "Well, that is a great plan."

"It is, but it is not like you can't take him anyway!" Theo commented.

"Really?" Harry sounded sceptical.

"Harry." Pansy snapped.

"Yes, yes, I know, modesty is for Hufflepuff's." Harry smiled.

"That's better." She said linking arms with him.

After dinner Harry and Draco headed for Snape's office.

"Enter." Severus called as Harry knocked.

"Ah Mr Malfoy, Mr Potter. What can I do for you this evening?"

"Sir we have reason to believe Weasley and Finnegan will be in the trophy room at midnight. They

seem to be going to meet two others for a duel." Draco said.

Snape smirked. "Hm, very well, I believe I will have to tell Mr Filch of this disregard to several school rules."

"Yes, very much so sir." Harry replied.

"Is that all boys." They nodded.

"Very well, I see you in class tomorrow."

They nodded respectfully and walked out.

"Well, tomorrow should be interesting." Draco said.

"Yes very much so."

(Time skip!)

When Harry and Pansy walked into the great hall Friday morning, it was good to see the Gryffindor hourglass had 250 black rubies in it.

Harry pointed and Pansy laughter.

"Now what do you think Weasley's Mummy will make of that?" Pansy said.

"Maybe something worse than a Howler."

Pansy grinned. "Maybe indeed."

When Gryffindor came in they all stared at their hour glass in shock. This basically was made clear they were not going to win the house cup this year. Word had seemed to have gotten around. That five of their first years had been caught out of bed. Harry guessed it as Weasley, Finnegan, their other friend Thomas and somehow Lardbottom and Granger had gotten dragged out. Maybe the little know it all had tried to stop them.

When Draco arrived he laughed openly and some other Slytherin's started clapping when they had arrived, Gryffindor's shot them filthy looks. As did most Hufflepuff's and a few Ravenclaw's.

After breakfast, the Slytherin's headed down into the dungeons. When they had arrived the Gryffindor's had not arrived yet. They milled around outside the classroom when Weasley stormed up to them. His usual minions were with him.

"I will get you for what you did!"

"Whatever could you be talking about Weasley?" Harry asked innocently.

He pointed his wand at Harry.

"You know bloody well what!"

"You snitched to Filch on us."

"I would do nothing of the sort. But when we reached the Trophy room, I heard Granger, Lardbottom and Thomas with you as well as Finnegan. Now, where is that Gryffindor courage? Bring back up because you knew you could not take us alone." The Slytherin laughed as Ron paled.

"H-how did you know they were there. Yeah, I brought Thomas in case you brought an extra. Granger followed us. But Neville had locked himself out the Common room and the Fat Lady was gone from the portrait. He did not want to stay as the Bloody Baron had gone past twice. Another slimy snake." Just then the Bloody Barron floated by and gave him a look of absolute loathing.

"Watch yourself little lion." He said in an icy voice. All the Gryffindor shudder whilst the Slytherin's smiled.

"Now let's make this even." He drew his wand to Harry's face.

"Fer..." He was interrupted.

"Expelliarmus!" Tracey yelled.

Weasley's wand went flying off. As he went after it, it landed right at the feet of Professor Snape.

"Duelling Weasley. Have you not gotten your house into enough trouble. 25 points from Gryffindor." Snape smiled evilly as he said this. Ron scowled and picked up his wand shoving it into his robes.

"In." He pointed towards the door. They hurried in. Harry sat at the front as was joined by Tracey.

After he took the register he gave back their results from last week. "Mr Potter, Mr Malfoy, Miss Parkinson and Miss Greengrass, well done full marks. 25 points each to Slytherin."

"Favouritism." He heard Weasley Mutter.

Snape smirked at hearing this. "Weasley near to Zero marks the same for you, Mr Thomas. Perhaps you should find a more capable partner. Weasley, perhaps you should find someone more your skill level." He eyed Longbottom. "Longbottom, Finnegan zero marks! Mr Finnegan I would like you to work with Mr Thomas this lesson. Weasley, Longbottom you two are together. Move!" He snapped at them.

Ron scowled again.

"Oh and five house points each will be taken from the four of you, for utter incompetence."

He walked around handing out results sheets. Tracey had done very well herself, getting near fall marks.

"Now today we will be making the drowsiness potion. It is still a beginner potion. But some of you, he eyed Weasley and Longbottom. Will still without a doubt struggle. But first, let us review the last class. Weasley where would you look if I asked you to find a Bezoar?"

"I don't know sir."

"10 points from Gryffindor for being unable to open a book in a week."

He lectured them until the break bell on that day's potion, for them to start it after the break.

The Slytherin's went off to their common room. But Harry held out an arm. "Why hello Weasel. Petrificus Totalus!" Weasley's face smashed into the floor head first.

"Now what to do with you. All alone, No backup. This is too perfect. Vince, Greg let's put this little brave heart somewhere." They dragged him back to a cupboard near the potions classroom a shoved him in. "I might release you before class Weasel." Harry smirked at him. "Let this be a lesson for you. Never ventur in where you do not belong."

With that Harry sealed him in, shutting the door of the dark cupboard.

"Harry just how much can you do?" Draco asked.

"Enough to deal with Weasel." He said plainly.

"What about Granger?" Daphne asked.

"Not worth the effort." He said in a bored tone. "I will leave her to you. I just want to play with Weasley it's much more fun. Besides, I hate her, but it is you who has a real hate for her." Daphne nodded. With that, they headed back to the common room.

When they headed back to class Harry spoke up. "What do you think? Should I let him go."

"Yes, just make sure you don't get caught!" Pansy looked pleadingly at him.

"Tell Snape I am in the Toilet." The others nodded.

When the others went back in Harry went to the cupboard Weasley was in.

"Now Weasel what to do, What to do with you." Harry smiled darkly. He muttered the counter curse and walked into class.

"Ah, Potter quickly now take your seat."

A minute later Weasley came in scowling. "Weasley 10 points from Gryffindor for your lateness."

"But sir, Potter cursed me."

"Attempted duelling 10 more points from Gryffindor."

It was hard to tell who the Gryffindor's looked angry at either Snape or Ron.

"Now get to work on your potion. The recipe is in your books or on the boards.

This lesson had a far worse incident than before. Finnegan had blown up his cauldron and Weasley had seemed to cause his to break in half, through an explosion. One-half smashing him in the head knocking him out. The other half flying to the front of the room. The spray of the two potions had knocked all the Gryffindor's out.

Snape smirked pretending to care, before he went around reviving all the Gryffindor's, sending who needed it to the Hospital wing; Weasley had appeared to have cracked his head open. He waved his wand banishing the Gryffindor's potions this seemed to make Granger distraught, as he told them to take thier cauldrons and ingredients and get out of his sight. Before they caused any more injuries.

The rest of the lesson passed without any more incidents obviously, and when the bell rang the Slytherin's went up to lunch.

(Time skip!)

The next morning it was Saturday, and when the post came everyone's attention was caught by a long thin parcel. It was being carried by a group of six owls. But Harry was surprised when it was dropped in front of him. A second later another owl, flew up to him and he untied the letter attached to it.

He tore the letter open first. This was a good thing, because of what it said.

Do not open at the table. It contains your new Nimbus 2000 but I do not want everyone knowing you got a broomstick or they will all want one. I think you know who I mean by this.

Harry smirked to himself at reading that last part.

Marcus Flint will meet you at the Quidditch pitch today at 14:00. For your first training session.

Yours Professor S Snape.

Harry smiled to himself handing the note to Draco. Draco's mouth dropped open. Then it split into a grin.

"Brilliant." He smiled.

Harry, Draco, Theo, Blaise, Vincent and Greg all hurried out the great hall. The girls had decided to meet them in the library after they had done their 'manly boyish things.' As Pansy put it. It had seemed Harry and Draco were to be seen as a leader like figures to the boys and Pansy and partly Daphne of the girls.

Weasley had followed them out, surprisingly Granger was with him and his cronies Finnegan, Thomas and Rose had barred the way. He hexed the package from Harry's hand as it hit his hand he began to squeeze the package to try and guess what had been sent to Potter.

Vincent and Greg cracked their knuckles menacingly. Harry held up a hand to stop them

"That is a broomstick, you will be for it this time Potter. First years are not allowed them." Ron grinned, thrusting it back at Harry.

"Not arguing I hope boys." Professor Flitwick came up to them.

"Potter has been sent a broomstick Professor." Grange instantly said.

"Oh yes very exciting. What model is it Potter?" He squeaked. "Professor Snape told me all about the special exceptions."

"Nimbus 2000 sir."

Weasley and his other cronies looked stunned. Well apart from Granger who looked livid.

"Well make sure you put it to good use." He smiled and walked away.

"And I have Weasley to thank for that." Harry smirked.

Professor Flitwick did not hear this as he had already walked off.

"Oh and I suppose you think that a reward for breaking rules!" Granger snapped.

"Jealous Mudblood?" Draco said following Harry he had followed, Vincent and Greg. Who had shoved past the Gryffindor's clearing a gap. "Something that you can't learn from a book. Finally proving you're not as good as you think."

"Shut up Malfoy." Weasley snarled at him

Draco laughed as he followed the others back to the dungeons.

When they arrived back in their dormitory Harry tore the paper off the broom.

"Wow. Snape must really like you, Harry." Draco said. "And to think I am still riding on a Comet 260."

The boys admired the broom before grabbing their bags to head up to the library to meet the girls, Harry sank into a seat next to Pansy.

"So Snape has decided to get you the best broom available at the moment. To be the key item in your murder trial." Millicent teased.

Draco smirked. "Why Millicent my good friend, you know Quidditch." She scowled at this.

"Just because I am a girl Draco, does not mean I can't fly circles around you." Draco scowled as the others laughed. Earning an icy glare from Madam Pince. Just as they saw Weasley, Longbottom and Granger come in.

"Now that a strange group of losers!" Draco said.

The others nodded.

"Let's see what there up to." Harry smirked. "Anyone coming?" Pansy stood up. But no one else did.

As they followed them one row over they overheard them talking really loudly.

"So we know that three-headed dog on the third floor belongs to Hagrid. He also let slip that it is between Professor Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel."

"Oh I know I just read the name somewhere. I have also heard it somewhere." Granger said.

"But it's got to be to be really valuable or really dangerous to require that dog to guard it." Weasley added on.

Harry and Pansy had reached the end of the row and turned into the one the Gryffindor trio was in stopping infrnt of them.

"What are you doing here Potter?"

"I could ask you the same question Weasel. Never seen you study before." Just then he and Pansy pushed past the Gryffindor trio, Pansy laughing at what Harry said.

"Why are you like this?" He heard Granger call after them.

"Like what."

"An evil ass hole."

"Evil is in the eye of the beholder. Just because I am not the saintly Gryffindor everyone expected me to be, does not make me evil." With that, Harry strode away without another word.

Harry and Pansy re-joined the others and told them everything they had heard from the Gryffindor trio.

(Time Skip!)

Harry was down on the Quidditch pitch alone waiting for Marcus Flint to show up. He was too eager to wait to start flying again so he took off and started doing laps of the stadium. The speed of the broom took his breath away. It was even faster than Marcus Cleansweep.

"Ok, Harry, come down!" He heard Marcus yelling up to him.

Harry zoomed down. "Not bad I am glad to see my faith in you is not missed placed. Right, Potter, you know your job is to catch the snitch but, you have to avoid these, he released two balls from a large crate. With a snake emblazoned on it. They zoomed off too quick but Harry thought they resembled Cannonballs.

"These will try un-seat the players. But you have nothing to worry, even if Seekers attract the most fouls. Derek and Bole are more than a match for the Bludgers we have not had a un-seated player in three years. They joined the team at the same time as me in the second year."

"Unless they crack my head open." He said nervously.

"Trust me, Harry, you have nothing to worry about." Harry smiled.

"Your right I don't since Slytherin has won the house cup and Quidditch Cup for the last six years."

"There your catching on." He smiled.

"Right I am not the best beater. But I will be trying to hit the bludgers at you whilst you hunt for the Snitch. You will try avoid being knocked off. Don't worry I can perform a cushioning charm to break your fall."

As Harry ducked and swerved the bludgers did not even hit him once. He was always avoiding them dodging. Catching the snitch quickly every time. After about an hour and a half, he saw flint on the ground, wrestling the bludgers back into the crate.

"Right Harry that is it for today." He said getting up after strapping the bludgers back into the crate. Harry handed the Snitch over to him. Flint showed Harry to the Slytherin locker room. There were four tunnels two on each side. The sides that did not have the goal post sides. There were three at each end all at different heights. At the Side of the Slytherin tunnel, it also had Ravenclaw's tunnel.

Flint locked away the chest in the captain's office and he and Harry headed back to the castle.

When Harry had put his broom back in his trunk. Then he went to look for his fellow first years. The only person he could find was Tracey. But she was out on the Balcony.

"Hey." Harry said step next to the railing next to her.

"Oh, Hey Harry." She sounded troubled.

"What's wrong?"

"Oh, um er. Oh, don't worry its nothing."

"Come on Trace, if something is the matter you can tell me."

"It's kind of long winded. I don't want to bother you with my problems."

"It's no bother." He smiled at her.

"Well okay."

"Want to walk and talk?" He offered her his arm.

"Yeah, I would like that." She smiled.

They walked out the common room, and Harry led them out the castle. They walked to the lake in relative salience. Harry leading the way, they got around half way around the lake and stopped.

Harry gestured for her to sit and they sat down. Breaking the link of their arms.

"So, what's up?" Harry asked awkwardly.

"Harry." She looked seriously into his eyes, her dark brown eyes staring into his. "I can trust you right?"

"Of course. Whatever you tell me I will not tell anyone else. If you do not wish me to. I would never hurt you or another friend."

She smiled. "Okay." She breathed nervously. "Right where do I begin." She looked down at her feet.

"Well, I am half-blood like you." Harry nodded. "Well so like you I was not raised with pureblood ideals like the rest of our friends. So I am and I can tell you are, a bit more tolerating of Muggle-born's." Harry opened his mouth to argue but closed it, with the look she gave him. He did not want to admit it to save face, but he was with Tracey and she would not say. He nodded. She looked down again. "But some like that Mudblood Granger deserves the hostilities." Harry nodded

"Definitely." Harry said.

She looked up smiled and looked down again. "They were raised to hate Muggles on principle, without even knowing of the Muggle world. But their right." Harry nodded. When she looked up momentarily again. "But the reason I hate them is because of my Father. He walked out on me and my Mother when I was four. The moment she told him she was a witch. She was pregnant with my little Brother again. He said she was a freak, and wished he had never married her. He wished her dead saying he could burn her and kill me. To remove the taint. He said the other one would be tainted as well. He got the marriage annulled and left her. She changed her name and my name back to Davies and here we are today. They married the day before I was four. Today is the anniversary of that day. He said the worst days of his life, was the 15th of September 1979." Her eyes filled with tears.

Harry quickly pulled her into a tight hug.

"Why did he leave Harry? Why is he so awful?"

"Because he is Muggle filth who could never understand magic."

"She nodded. "He beat her up at first and smacked me across the face numerous times. He said we are lucky, he is letting us dangerous monsters live. I did not know why he did it at first. At first, I was trying to reject magic. Thought he might come back. But I realised how much of an awful man he was."

"Tracey I thought I had a bad past. But what I went through is nothing." She was still in his arms.

Harry was stroking her hair in comfort.

"He's worthless Tracy. I will do whatever I can for you, to get that filth what he deserves. I promise you this."

"Harry, thank you she whispered. I don't think there would be any talking you out of this. But please don't get your self-arrested for filth."

He smiled. "Okay Trace, for you anything."

She smiled. "Pansy is a very lucky girl."

"W-what!?" Harry stammered.

"Aren't you two a couple?"

"Oh no, we are not a couple."

"Oh, you two complement each other. Then again the same could be said about you and Daphne."

Harry could feel his face burning. Tracy smiled.

"Thanks, Harry that made me feel a bit better."

"Glad I could be of service." He said in a false angry voice that you could hear the amusement in it.

"Harry do you want to talk about your past?"

Harry breathed. "I know I can trust you as well." It was not a question, but she responded anyway.

"Of course Harry."

"Well, you know a lot with how they treated me. Also how Pansy and Draco Fathers are looking to have my removal done. But that is not the full story."

She gestured for him to go on.

"They abused me, locked me in a cupboard under the stairs on a regular basis. Starved me, beat and smacked me every day. Severely hurt me for what I now know as accidental magic. They would only ever take me to the hospital if they seriously broke a bone. Over wise, they would just bandage it up. Then shove me under the stairs for weeks on end. Taking me out only to use the bathroom. Dudley and his 'gang' use to beat the crap out of me nearly every day. They kept anyone from being my friend. Not that anyone would anyway they were all idiots to me, anyway. I suffered beatings for as long as I can remember. Please don't tell the others, I will tell Mr Parkinson and Mr Malfoy but please I don't want the others to know." His eyes filled with tears now.

"Of course Harry." She had embraced him now.

After a while, they had been huddled together in silence. "Tracey if I can ask what was your Fathers last name?"

"D-Dursley I think."

"That explains a lot."

"What does."

"That my ass of an Uncles last name. I am just glad it is through Marriage and not blood." Tracey had a horrified look on her face.

He looked up into it. "Oh, Tracy I am so sorry that was insensitive."

"No, it's not that. I want to be rid of him. There are many ancient rituals that can do it. but it is seen as 'dark magic'." She said the last part in an exasperated tone.

"Magic is not light and dark." Harry said angrily. "It was some ancient Mudblood who successfully pushed this. They somehow got it accepted. Probably some close minded fool like Granger."

She nodded in agreement.

"But yeah my Uncle has an evil brother and a bitch of a sister. What could be seen as true as she breeds dogs."

Tracy burst out laughing at this. Harry smiled slightly.

"This was a good talk Trace." Harry smiled. "thank you."

"Yeah Harry good talk. Thank you for convincing me." She smiled back.

He got up offered her a hand up. They linked arms and headed back to the castle again.

A/N: Well now you know more about Tracy and her past. Also why Harry is who he is. I could have made this chapter longer, by doing more Quidditch. But I thought it would spoil the tone of the chapter, by jumping straight back into it. Also, I know Harry was born in 1980. But the way the educational system works in the UK, the people born from September 1st 1979 – August 31st of 1980 will be in one year then it moves on to the next set of the school year. Hope you enjoyed please review.