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Ch.7- Gryffindor versus Slytherin

"I think you belong in Slytherin."


Harmony's mouth dropped. She was speechless. Turning to Dumbledore, "I thought that once you were sorted, you couldn't change houses?" she asked, clearly confused, yet inside she was jumping for joy because if she was in Slytherin she definitely would become closer to Draco.

"Well, in this case, we could bend the rules a little bit. It seems Mr. Malfoy here fancies you enough to have you in his house, despite your blood status. But it's up to you." Dumbledore said.

"Wait. You mean you're going to let me change houses, if I want to, of course." Harmony said, hardly believing that Dumbledore was encouraging this.

"Well, I see nothing wrong with it."

"But what if other students want to change houses after they see I do, or what if I want to change back to Gryffindor?" Harmony protested.

"Other students will not be able to change and you will be able to change back to Gryffindor if you want, but that will be a permanent change, you won't be able to go back and forth."

"I have to think about it." Harmony said, getting out of her chair, glancing at Draco.

"I have to go as well." He replied. "Homework."

Harmony had to stifle a laugh as she walked out the door and down the stone steps. Draco caught up to her.

She rounded on him. "What the hell are you thinking?" she said, "Asking Dumbledore if I can switch houses?! That would be a suicide waiting to happen!"

"What are you talking about?" he asked.

"If I were to switch to Slytherin."

"If" she said, noticing a hint of a smirk on his face, "If I were to switch to Slytherin, not only would Hermione never talk to me again nor would anyone else, but I don't think your Slytherin friends would like me being anywhere near you."

"Well, do you want to be in Slytherin or not?" he asked, the smirk emerging.

"Yeah." She murmured.

"Sorry, didn't quite catch that." He said.

"Of course I do, ever since I came here, I always thought the Sorting Hat had put me in the wrong House. Well, it's more like I belong in a House combined of Slytherin and Gryffindor 'cause I don't think I fit in either of them."

He pulled her close. "I definitely think you belong in Slytherin. Green is more of your color, red doesn't suit you." He said.

"Oh really? Says the guy who wears mostly black underneath his robes all the time." She said.

"How do you know what color I wear underneath my robes?" he said, raising an eyebrow at her.

"Because you never fully close your robes, do you?" she said.

"Oh so you've noticed?" he said.

She blushed and looked down. "I'll take that as a yes." He said, tilting her chin towards him. "So are you going to be a Slytherin or not?" he asked, leaning down to kiss her. She darted out of his grasp and turned back to face him.

"I'll let you know in a few days."

"A few days?" he said.

"Can you wait that long?" she said, cocking her head.

"Of course not, but I'll guess I have to." he said.

She turned on her heel and walked down and up the Grand Staircase to the Gryffindor Common Room for what might be one of the last times she would.


"Where have you been?" Hermione asked as Harmony climbed through the portrait entrance.

"Dumbledore wanted to see me." She replied.

"What about?"

"Changing houses." She replied, debating if telling Hermione was a good thing.

"Changing houses? Why would he talk to you about changing houses? You were sorted into Gryffindor and that's final. You can't switch houses; it states that in Hogwarts: A History."

"I know, I don't know why he asked me about changing houses, I thought he would know you can't do that, but I think someone wants me in Slytherin." She said, praying that Hermione wouldn't understand who.

"Who would want you in Slytherin?"

Hermione hadn't even suspected. "I have no idea. I don't have any friends, mostly enemies but I don't think they would want me in their house, more competition."

"You have enemies?" Hermione said, obviously oblivious for the past three years.

"Yes, you haven't heard the ten million rumors about me?" Harmony said.

"What rumors?" Hermione said, loocking shocked.

"You need to come out of the library every once and a while. The rumors that I've slept with every boy in Hogwarts." Harmony said coolly.

"What?!" Hermione said, shocked.

"Ok, so I haven't slept with anyone, at all, but I have dated at least fifteen boys from each house." Harmony stated, enjoying the look on her sister's face.

"You're freaking fourteen, how did you manage that?" Hermione replied.

"I look older than fourteen, so are most of the boys I date…" she replied.

"You're kidding. How much older?"

"You remember Oliver Wood?" Harmony said.

"Yeah, he was Gryffindor Quidditch captain. He just graduated last year. You dated him?"

"Um, yeah for about five months." Harmony said, "He was really cool and he thought I was older than thirteen."

"Anyone else I know?" Hermione said.

"I don't think so," She replied. "At least not yet." She added in her head.

"Well, I don't know then. We'll have to find out and then see who wants you so bad in Slytherin."

"Thanks, Hermione." Harmony said, praying that she never would.


A few days flew by quicker than Harry catching the snitch. Harmony had to either accept or deny Draco's offer. She still hadn't decided or told anyone about the offer or figured out what she was going to tell Draco. She wanted so badly to be in Slytherin to be with Draco but at the same time, she didn't want to leave Gryffindor and the friends she had just for a boy, a really, dare she think it, hot boy. What was she supposed to do? She couldn't talk to Hermione, she didn't even know that the person was Draco, how could she even begin to tell Hermione that the person who wanted her in Slytherin was the person who had called her a Mudblood?! She fell asleep that night trying to figure it out.


At six o'clock that night, Harmony made her way up to the Gryffindor Common Room for what might be the last time. She had decided that she would have to tell somebody and she decided to that she would tell Hermione.

She found her reading in her favorite armchair next to the fireplace. "Hermione. Can I talk to you for a minute?" Harmony said quietly.

"Sure. What's up?" Hermione said, placing her book on her the arm of her chair.

"Well, I figured out who wants me in Slytherin." She started.

"Oh, good! Who?" Hermione said.

"Dra…Malfoy." Harmony said.

"Of course he does!" she replied, as if a light bulb had come on in her head. "He wants you in there to torment us! Because if you are in there, he will be able to torment not only you as well but us."

"No Hermione." Harmony cut her off, "He wants me in there because," she sighed, "he likes me."

She stopped her sentence. "He likes you?" she said, "What do you mean he likes you?"

"He likes me, as in he's even kissed me." She explained, waiting for her sister to explode.

"Harmony! How could you! You know he's done everything possible to make our lives hell from the first minute we arrived and here you are, becoming all friendly and flirty with him!" Hermione yelled.

"He's never tormented me! I know he's tormented you and Harry and Ron but what if me dating him changes all of that? Why can't I have an adventure for once?" Harmony said.

"What do you mean have an adventure?" Hermione said, cooling down a little.

"What I mean is that I always go with you Harry and Ron and it's always Harry's adventure, defeating Voldemort." Hermione flinched "and what not, saving Sirius Black from Dementors…."she said. "For once, maybe switching house will give me my own adventure. I mean not many people have switched houses, maybe one or two and here's my chance to switch and you're telling me no." Harmony replied.

"If it was to Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw maybe, but to Slytherin? Our Enemy? You might as well as become a Death Eater and join You-Know-Who!" Hermione said.

Harmony just looked at her. "That's worse than Draco calling you a Mudblood." She raced out the door and to Professor Dumbledore's office. She had made her decision.

"Fizzing Whizbees." Harmony said, panting.

The stone steps moved and Harmony got on, eagerly wanting to get to the office. She reached the top and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

She opened the door. "Harmony. What brings you here?" Dumbledore said.

"I think I have an answer to the offer that was made." Harmony said.

"My offer?" a voice said behind her.

Without even turning around she knew who would be there, blonde hair and all. She now turned around to face him. "Yes. Your offer." She said, turning back around to face Dumbledore.

"Please sit. The both of you." Once they had seated themselves, he continued, "Now Harmony what is your decision?"

Harmony took a deep breath. "I decided to accept the offer and move to Slytherin." She replied. She had thought a long time about this and realized through it all that Gryffindor was too nice for her and her needs; she needed something at little bit more.

She glanced at Draco and he smiled at her. Dumbledore spoke. "Very well, then. Your stuff will be moved for you and tonight you may dine at the Slytherin table, if you'd like."

"Thank you Professor, but I think I might eat at the Gryffindor table for the last time." She replied, looking over at Draco, who was trying really hard to hide his smile.

"Now, I will see you two in an hour at dinner. Goodbye." He said, smiling as Draco and Harmony rose and exited to the corridor to Professor Dumbledore's office.

"So what made you decide to accept?" he asked.

"Well, I had no one to talk to about and decided to tell Hermione, well she reacted just as I thought she would and that basically sealed my decision."

"Good. Do you want to see your new Common Room?" he said, a gleam in his eye.

"Won't people be in there?" she replied, a little nervous.

"No, they're all at dinner." He replied, guiding her down to the Dungeons, where he guided her to a wall.

"Your Common Room entrance is a wall?" she said, "I thought it would be some grand tapestry or portrait of your family or of Slytherin."

"Yours is a portrait of a fat lady…." He said.

"Was." She corrected him. He smiled.

"Right. Was." He said. 'But no, we have to go through the wall to get to the door of the Common Room."

"Oh." She said.

He pulled her through the wall as he himself stepped through. They had stepped into a long corridor that looked like it was somewhere deeper than the Dungeons themselves. "Are we underneath the Dungeons?" she asked.

"I think so. Nobody knows where we're located though." He replied.

As they walked down the corridor, Harmony noticed that there were hundreds of portraits on the walls. She looked closer at them to reveal that they were Wizarding families that had members in the Slytherin house while at Hogwarts. They all glared at her, looking down she noticed she had on the Gryffindor robes that she had worn for four years she certainly looked out of place, and the portraits didn't help by pointing and whispering to the others members of the corridor. She saw several familiar ones including the families of Draco's friend Blaise and Pansy Parkinson, both whom were well known in the Wizarding world.

At the end of the corridor she paused to look at one that was very familiar to her. In fact one of the members of the portrait was standing not five feet from her. "Draco, this is your family. " She said, noticing that both his father and his mother had the Malfoy platinum blonde hair and the tall genes. Draco and his father were dressed in black high-collared dress robes and his mother in a low cut black dress robe. A smile was not to be found on any portrait occupant, it was a sneer or a smirk on every face; including Draco's, which was no surprise.

"So indeed." He replied, as if he wanted nothing to do with them.

He continued down the corridor until they reached a door. "In Service" he said the door opening to reveal the Slytherin Common Room.

Harmony stepped inside. It was decorated in the rich Slytherin green with accents of silver and black here and there. There was a fireplace and some chairs in front of it, there were more portraits of famous witches and wizards who had resided in the Slytherin house. Unlike the Gryffindor Common Room, the Slytherin one was very cold.

"It's very cold." She said.

"Yeah, we are underground, somewhere." He said.

"Right, I'm so used to the Gryffindor Common Room which is always warm." She said, causing a pained look to appear on Draco's face, if only for a moment and then it was gone. "Was always warm." She corrected herself. It was going to take a while for her to adjust to her new Common Room, but she had to remember why she moved in the first place, for change and for Draco.