Ok I am going to clarify something. As the story goes on trying to explain the classes will get more complicated so I decided to write out his schedule so you have a basic understanding of what happens to him.
Harry's schedule.
A week
Monday: Tuesday: Wednesday: Thursday: Friday:
Breakfast Breakfast Breakfast Breakfast Breakfast
S Trans S Defense S Trans S Defense S Trans
S Charms S Ho M S Charms S Herb S Charms
Lunch Lunch Lunch Lunch Lunch
D Potions D Herbology D Potions D H o M D Potions
B week
Monday: Tuesday: Wednesday: Thursday: Friday:
S H o M S Trans S Herb S Charms S H o M
S Herb S Potions S H o M S Potions S Herb
D Defense D Charms D Defense D Trans D Defense
Chapter nine
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The next day Harry awoke with a whole new level of nervousness. Today was the first day that everyone would see his new facial features. He hated staring and he knew every person in Hogwarts would be staring. The only thing that even got him to consider leaving his bed was that he finally had some proof at just how far his family would go to hurt him (true the bucket of ice water Draco conjured and then unceremoniously dumped on him helped too).
A few quick drying charms and warming spells were punctuated with softly spoken expletives (English this time). Once he got himself back together he headed towards the bathroom to get ready, not before hexing Draco with a particularly nasty tickling hex.
Harry took a lot longer then he usually did in the bathroom and slowly slunk out going slower then molasses. He entered the dorm finding Draco flailing around on the floor trying not to laugh (judging by his rapidly coloring face he wouldn't last much longer). That particular tickling charm was nasty simply because it could only be removed by the person who originaly cast it.
Harry let Draco suffer until the last possible moment then he reluctantly released the blonde. Draco now had to rush to get ready if he even wanted to think about making it to breakfast.
To Harry's surprise Draco even found the time to add the gel to his hair. Finally Draco was ready and Harry's worst fears were about to come true. Walking up to the great hall that day felt like he was a prisoner walking to his doom. He couldn't even put the blame on anyone else he had asked for this himself. He sucked up his fear and walked into the crowded hall with his head held high the bright red scars contrasting greatly with his pale flesh.
It was worse then he expected. They walked into a wall of silence no one even daring to breathe. Most of them had heard some of the story, but very few had believed it to be as bad as the Hogwarts gossip mongers had claimed. For once the gossip was nicer then the truth.
One by one the faces in the hall shifted out of a state of pure shock and into different expressions, some curious, some frightened, some disgust, a few with indifference, and four faces filled with nothing but rage. The faces filled with rage were of course his former family. Lily and James were angry because this urchin was going to cause them trouble even when he didn't carry the name anymore. Rose was angry that her brother was getting all the attention when they should be paying attention to her. Diarmid was just angry because his former brother had to come in and spoil his perfectly good conversation about Quidditch.
Harry knew this because he saw it in their minds. He wondered exactly how long it would take for the stares to die down. By the looks of things it would be awhile. Harry and Draco had managed to secure themselves seats at the Slytherin table before the shocked silence broke and a low drone of whispers started up and slowly grew louder.
All through breakfast people kept staring at him then looking away only to stare again in the next moment. It was extremely distracting not to mention annoying to be held under a microscope. Harry endured it for as long as he could before standing abruptly and stalking out of the hall.
They had Defense again today in the morning followed by single Herbology and then after lunch his least favorite class History of Magic. Severus had made sure he excused Harry and Draco from Herbology on the day Harry lost control. Both boys had been too exhausted to notice they had gone to bed around lunch time and slept through till morning.
Harry sat down in the front of the Defense classroom trying hard to control himself. Quirrel, the idiot, still insisted on calling him Potter, but instead of hurting him it was making Harry angry. Not to mention Quirrel's aura was pulsing worse then anything else giving him a headache that was rapidly destroying the delicate control he had.
Harry had no idea why Quirrel affected him so. His aura was pale blue with a wide swath of black. The only thing even remotely similar were the smudge of black on Lucius's and Severus's arms. This however was wider and encircled him like a shroud.
Even if he was evil Harry should have had more control then that. Something was definitely very wrong in that classroom. He spent the lesson interacting with all the flowing magic around him trying to discern what was wrong.
It was hard as his power was untrained but finally only five minutes before the bell he found something. It felt like a ward similar to the ones that protected the school. Its purpose however was something darker it felt like it was absorbing all the magic around it into itself. Harry didn't know what happened to the magic after that but he now believed he had found what made him lose control so easily in this room. Think about it if that thing was siphoning magic and your emotions are intertwined with it as bad as Harry's was. When the magic is manipulated his emotions go haywire.
Finally the bell signaling the end of class rang and the students scurried out Harry and Draco heading out to the green houses for Herbology. It turns out they hadn't missed much in the first class. Sprout had just gone over the rules and safety procedures for being in the greenhouses. She pulled both of them aside and quickly quizzed them on safety to see if they knew it. She wasn't disappointed both boys answered all the questions right and earned five points for Slytherin.
After the quick quiz Sprout had them join the rest of the group. That day's lesson was actually very interesting she was having them compare magical and muggle plants. She was trying to get them to be able to recognize a magical plant even if they had never seen it before. She held up specimens and the class had to tell her what was magical or muggle five points were awarded to the house that could tell her the plants given name.
This was another class that Harry didn't have to hold back much. He could claim to know the muggle plants because he was raised by muggles and he could identify wizarding plants because he had studied hard.
Finally Sprout held up the last plant and it had most of the class stumped, but Harry knew it instantly. He hesitantly raised his hand acting like he wasn't so sure.
"Yes, Harry can you tell us what this is?" Professor sprout asked.
"Yes I can, that plant is one of the few species that is both magical and muggle. I don't know the wizarding name the books never mentioned it by anything else so I will assume it's the same, Chamomile." Harry answered in his quiet voice.
"That is very correct five points to Slytherin. There are five more possible if you can tell me the properties of this plant that makes it both?" Sprout asked him again.
Harry smiled slightly at the memory of his aunt Petunia as he answered the question. "It has calming properties I was raised by muggles who were aware of magic. Whenever I showed signs of accidental magic she would make me Chamomile tea to help control the outbursts. It is also the main ingredient in a calming draught."
"Very good Harry and your aunt is a wise woman not many would think to use a calming agent to help with accidental magic. You get the extra five points." At this she flashed Harry one of her cheery smiles and dismissed the class a few minutes early.
Harry needed the high Herbology gave him to get through his next class Double History of Magic. It was just as bad as he was expecting. Lily Potter continued to pick and tease at him. She called him a klutz and multiple other derogatory terms.
Harry managed to keep himself calm and collected. The only way he managed that was reminding himself all she was doing was hurting herself in the long run. He knew for a fact the new gossip was actually the truth. He wasn't naïve enough to believe his ex family would get everything they deserved but it should be enough to put a little tarnish on their good names.
Somehow she still managed to take an obscene amount of points from him and tacked on a few more weeks of detention. Harry's only break came when she told him he would be serving detention with Snape. Usually this would be bad in Harry's case it was better then he could have hoped for.
Finally it was dinner time and Harry had to keep his promise to Severus. He didn't touch a bite of food in the great hall but when they got to the common room there was a tray with still warm supper on it. Harry was extremely grateful to Severus at that point. He knew it was the black robed potions master because the warming charm on it screamed Severus.
He ate ravenously and then started on his large stack of homework. He made it through his Potions and Defense stuff before calling it a night. He then headed off to find his bed and some much needed sleep.
A/N all right here is the next chapter hope it was worth the weight. From now on I will speed up time a little I want to get to Halloween and Christmas before it really is Halloween and Christmas.
Remember the poll on pairings is still open give me what you want to read and why.
If you don't want me to do slash give me another option just telling me no slash does not help especially if I have to create a character for Harry which I can do if you want me to.
I need to know soon so that Harry and the future pairings can meet up. There will be no romance yet but I need to lay the foundation for it soon or it won't flow right.
