Here is the next chapter! And just to warn you guys we are getting close to the end of the pre-written chapters...I've been trying to write as much as possible but whenever I force it I get stuck...but I will be continuing the story so never fear! Happy Reading!
Chapter Seven
If Harry wasn't used to the silences he created in the Great Hall he would have found his present situation slightly unnerving, but luckily for him he knew what to expect. The hall instantly went quiet as the students got a good look at who had just entered, but soon the whispering began as the two made their way to the Slytherin table. Harry, for the first time, reveled in the power he had to create a scandal with just the walking with a friend. He looked around the hall at all of the faces taking in each and every reaction, but the face that he loved the most was the face of Dumbledore. The sight was enough to make him laugh out loud; Dumbledore was caught between a half standing half sitting position with his eyes wide and mouth open. It was great. Probably the funniest thing he had ever seen. But Harry didn't let himself laugh; he just released a tiny smirk and followed Malfoy the rest of the way to the Slytherin table. Harry observed how Malfoy just gave a look and had a space cleared for himself and Harry. Harry expected to be greeted with scowls but was astonished to see that most of the people kept eating as if this happened every day.
"Potter? Potter?"
Harry turned to Parkinson, who he was sitting beside, and saw that she was talking to him.
"Are you going to eat?"
Harry looked down at his plate and gapped as he saw that it was loaded with breakfast foods, he hadn't the slightest idea of how it came to be and who had done it. He picked up his fork and cautiously speared some eggs and ate them. Just because he was giving Malfoy and Snape a chance didn't mean that he trusted either of them. All through breakfast he silently observed the mechanics of the Slytherin table. It was totally different from Gryffindor where there were many people talking over the other and creating a loud mass of noise. At the Slytherin table, everything was done with as minimal of noise as possible. He also noted that Malfoy seemed to be the leader. When he talked everyone listened and listened closely. When Malfoy was done with his breakfast, he quietly put down his utensils and cleared his throat.
"Alright everyone listen. Potter and I have been given quarters together and have come to an agreement. I would like for each of you to treat him as you would were he a member of this house. This is the only time I will ask this of you. Obey it."
With that, Malfoy rose from his seat and motioned for Harry to do the same. As they were walking to their first class, Harry had a question he wanted to ask.
"How did you become the leader?"
"I was elected."
"Elected?" Harry asked skeptically.
"Yes, you know when people vote for someone whom they think will be right for the job." Malfoy answered sarcastically.
"I know what elected means! I just didn't think Slytherins were the democratic type."
"What? You thought that I fought my way to the top by bullying and terrorizing? Don't pass judgments on things you know nothing about."
Harry watched as Malfoy sped up to walk in front of him.
The rest of the day passed uneventfully with Malfoy only speaking to him when absolutely necessary, meaning never. Harry felt horrible about what he had said but it wasn't like it wasn't the truth. Slytherins were known for their cunning and ambition to rise to the top, sorry if he misinterpreted ambition as stepping on anyone in order to reach your goals. Malfoy's reaction to what he had said was what had confused him the most. He was used to Malfoy getting in his face to let him know that he was angry, not the way the blonde had reacted by just walking away. Maybe this truce really would bring about change within them both; probably not.
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