They went to their own separate dormitories and fell asleep. Although Harry had a restless sleep, hearing a cold, merciless laugh and a woman screaming in the background. Harry woke up at 11:30 and fell asleep after turning on his back. He woke up the next morning, the laugh ringing in his ears. He shook off the memory and climbed out of bed, slowly getting dressed and noticing that most of his roommates were asleep, with the exception of Blaise. After making sure that he was dressed in his uniform, he pressed his hand to the stone, sleepily muttering 'Slyther common room'.

The common room was mainly empty, only a few upper years he could care less about, if he was being honest. So, checking his watch and seeing that it was seven in the morning, a new record for him, he set off to try and get to the Great Hall for breakfast.

He made it there, and rushed over to where Blaise and Hermione were sitting, discussing something avidly. He sat down on the bench and put some food on his plate, not really noticing what he was doing. He wasn't used to being up this early. He got himself a cup of hot chocolate and sipped it, being careful not to burn his tongue.

Once he was a little bit more awake, he muttered "Good morning, guys," yawning and rubbing his eyes.

"Good morning, Harry." Hermione smiled at him.

"Morning." Blaise nodded at him. "What do you think about the break in?"

"What break in?"

"The break in at Gringotts on July 31" hermione informed him.

"That's my birthday! But, uh, I was at Gringotts then. Around noon, I believe. The only thing I saw was Hagrid, the groundskeeper carrying something out."

"What was he carrying?" Hermione leaned closer from her place next to Blaise.

"I don't know, Hermione. I wasn't exactly paying attention to other people. I had enough money in my hands to buy a car." Harry lifted up his hands as if to say 'Don't harm me, I'm innocent'. She growled at him but was not able to retort, as the rest of his dorm and a few other girls in his year appeared at their table. Draco came up and sat next to him, helping himself to the toast on Harry's plate. Harry sighed, he was used to it. He ate his own breakfast, and then Professor Snape, the Slytherin head of house, handed everyone their schedules. He had Herbology and History of Magic today, and so did his friends.

He quickly learned that he had no talent in Herbology, and that History of Magic was an extremely boring class. Herbology was taught by professor Sprout, which Harry found incredibly ironic, and History of Magic was taught by a ghost called Professor Binns. Transfiguration wasn't too hard, even though the only person to succeed in turning their matchstick into a needle had been Hermione. Potions with Professor Snape weren't too horrible, although Snape didn't seem to like him much, his own house or not. Charms was Harry's favorite class. Not for the fact that it was the easiest class for Harry to get an O in, more for the fact that it could be used for anything.

The first years had their flying lesson with the Gryffindors as well, which Harry thought was a bad idea. Slytherins and Gryffindors had a long standing rivalry, which would most likely end up with something going wrong. And how right he was.

That flying class was an absolute mess. First, Neville had gotten a faulty broom, which wasn't that uncommon because all of the brooms were at least 40 years old. He had ended up with a broken wrist and had to be escorted to the Hospital Wing by Madam Hooch. And of course, Draco had to be a prick. Now, Draco being a prick wasn't exactly news to Harry, Draco had gotten a strong sense of arrogance somewhere in their childhood that Harry never got. No matter how much he sometimes admired his brother, Harry was happy that he didn't get his arrogance. Anyways, Draco grabbed ahold of Neville's remembrall, which had been given to him by his grandmother, and tried to be an arrogant prat. Harry wasn't having it. Neville had been his friend since before he could remember, almost as long as Draco was his 'brother'. Although, Draco had never gotten along with Neville. Harry had saved the remembrall, although according to Hermione, who freaked out as soon as he landed, he could have broken a dozen bones. Harry smiled at her, happy about his small success, until he heard Mcgonagall yell his last name. He spun around, preparing to be scolded, and was mildly surprised when the elderly professor made a 'follow me' with her hand, and turned back to head back into the castle. Harry quickly hurried to follow her. She led him into the dungeons, alerting Snape to their presence. Snape had, fortunately, or unfortunately depending on how you looked at it, had a free period this period, and was glaring at him.

"May I ask what brings you here Minerva?" Snape ground out, teeth clenched.

"As much as I hate admitting it, you need a seeker, do you not? I've found your replacement, as Mr. Higgs was held back this year, he is not allowed to continue on as seeker, or have you merely forgotten the rules because it's your house?" Professor Mcgonagall gave Professor Snape a sharp look, and turned on her heel. She called over her shoulder, "I would make him your seeker, Severus. Unless you choose to get beat again."

Snape turned his scathing look from the woman to Harry. "Is it true Potter?"

"Is what true, sir?" Harry wasn't confused, he just liked to see Snape annoyed. Theo had told him that he had a death wish, but harry just liked to think of himself as a little bit more bold than his classmates.

"That you would make a good Seeker, potter. What else would this conversation be about?" Snape still had a dangerous look in his eye so Harry chose to not try and push his buttons again.

"I normally play as a chaser, but I work well as a seeker, yeah." Harry and Draco's magical friends would sometimes join them to have a pickup game of quidditch, and while he normally played as a chaser, seeker was the second best thing he could do. Being a keeper though, he couldn't do.

Snape nodded and swept down the hallway. Rushing to follow him, incredibly confused, Harry was surprised when they ended up at the charms classroom. Snape pulled open the door, and loudly said, "Filius, if I could have Flint for a moment." Flint got up and walked over to the doorway, already saying "I swear I didn't do anything." When he saw Harry he paused.

"Potter?" Flint cocked his head to the left.

"Flint, meet your new seeker."

"We don't need a new seeker. We have Terence."

"New policy this year. Mr. Higgs was suspended from the team because he was held back last year. Potter is your new seeker. I expect you to treat him well."

"Well then, Welcome to the team Potter."