(Snape's Pov)
I could not believe what had happened last night. How on earth did I get Potter in my house? Isn't it bad enough that I have to see him in the Great Hall, and in my class, making a big mess like his father? But I have to see HIM in the Slytherin Common Room, hanging out with my godson?
What did I do to deserve this? Is it because of that night, 10 years ago?
He has her eyes. God it hurts to see her eyes on James Potter's face. Just more proof that I messed up. Proof that I lost the only woman I had ever loved.
I watched as my first year snakes stood up and left for class, Potter leading the others.
(Harry's pov)
The two classes of the day went by fairly quick, although the classes had been quite boring. The teachers were all beginning with lectures on what the class will entail this year and what we will be able to accomplish by the end of the school year.
The only class we did anything besides look over the syllabus was Herbology. And I had been learning about the first year plants since I was 8. I had to learn about them for potions. When Professor Sprout would ask a question about the plant, Devil's Snare, we were talking about today, Hermione Granger would instantly raise her hand to answer. I ended up in a deep conversation with the Ravenclaw about the uses for the plant in different situations.
At lunch Draco and Blaise were talking about their summers as we ate. Blaise looked up, before he caught my eye.
"Don't look now but I think you got yourself a fanboy." He grinned.
"What are you talking about?" I asked, as Draco looked up.
"The Weasel is staring right at you like he lost his best friend." Blaise replied.
"Well he can stare all he wants. I'm not going to ever associate with him."
"Good for you Harry. You can make better friends then the weasel anyway. Just stick with us and we would show you all of the best people." Draco answered.
"Besides he is probably just after your money and fame." Blaise stated.
"My money?" I asked, pretending not to know what they meant, all the while trying to find out what they knew.
"Didn't you know? The Potters are extremely wealthy. Almost as Wealthy as my family." Draco stated.
"Yeah. And the Weasleys are known for being dirt poor, its a wonder how they can feed all those kids of theirs. I'm surprised that they can afford Hogwarts, bet they had to starve a while in order to save up enough money."
"How many kids are there?"
"Well, from what father told me they have 7. The first 2 have already graduated and the youngest, the only girl, will be coming next year."
"So they have four here now? Who?"
"See all the redheads in Gryffindor? The snobby looking one over with the fifth years is Percival, then those twins in third year and of course baby boy Weasel."
"There has never been a Weasley that hasn't been in Gryffindor."
"Well, with the way he is watching me I wouldn't be surprised if he tried something in Transfiguration today."
"Don't worry Harry. We take care of our own." Draco assured me as Blaise started talking to Daphne, Tracey and Pansy Parkinson.
(Ron's pov)
I watched as Harry sat next to the Death Eaters in training. He looked so out of place. I wondered what kind of lies the ferret and his friends were telling the Lion living with Snakes.
I decided that I should introduce myself during our next class which we have together. Maybe once I talk to him we could get him in Gryffindor where he belongs and he can tell me about all the horrible things that snakes have done to him.
After all, we need to get him before the snakes can turn him into a Death Eater or worse, kill him.
I watched as the snakes talked to him and him reply back angrily, probably at the lies they are obviously telling him. I bet he is wanting to escape the snake pit, but the mini Death Eaters have him trapped.
I watched as the first year Slytherins all got up, leaving for class. I stood up to follow them, but got blocked by my older brothers.
"Where do you think you're going little Ronnikins?" One twin asked.
"Not following the little snakes are you?" The other questioned.
"Of course I am! Somebody's got to help Harry! Or do you want him to become a Death Eater?"
"Oh little Ronniekins,"
"You need to learn,"
"To plan things out."
"You can't just"
"Walk up to them"
"Like you've been friends"
"And expect him to listen!"
"Especially if"
"The Slytherins have gotten into his head!" Both twins finished
"You know I hate it when you do that." I glared at them, watching their grins.
"We know" One twin began
"That's why" the other grinned
"We do it!" They exclaimed together.
(Harry's pov)
My friends and I walked into the classroom, and sat down close together. Blaise sat to my right and Draco sat to my left. Tracey, Pansy and Daphne sat in front of us, and Crabbe and Goyle behind us.
I spotted the teacher, in her cat animagus form, sitting on her desk.
I watched as Weasley burst through the closed doors out of breath. He looked like he was mumbling to himself, and was caught off guard as Professor McGonagall shifted into her regular form.
"It seems Weasley didn't realize that his Head of House was an Animagus." Draco mutter to us and Blaise and I snickered as we watched him get in trouble for being late.
I had the feeling that this was going to be an interesting class.
(Ron's pov)
Well that didn't work like I expected. I blame Fred and George for making me late. I looked over at Harry, scowling at how the Slytherins have him boxed in.
But not for long...
Soon I will be able to free The-Boy-Who-Lived, get him where he belongs, and take my place as the Saviors best mate.
I sat next to Seamus, but I wasn't paying attention to McGonagall. I was too busy trying to figure out a way to get Harry Potter away from those slimy snakes.