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Ch 11

The next day, Harry woke up earlier than usual. Today was his first official day as a member of Slytherin house. He took the time to look around his surroundings fully and thought how different it was to his old dorm in Gryffindor. You see The Dungeons were huge and there were usually two or three to a room, unless of course you were a prefect. Then you had a room of your own. Harry shared a room with Blaise; he noted that his roommate was sound asleep. This was hardly surprising seeing as it was barely 6am.

Harry left his room armed with his faithful marauders map and his Firebolt.

He tapped the map and muttered; "I solemnly swear I am up to no good" then a map of Hogwarts appeared slowly.

He noted with a smile that his good friend Hermione Granger was up and about already. He also noted most people were asleep apart from a few professors stirring.

As the coast was clear, Harry slipped out of the castle and made his way to the quidditch pitch.

Now he was no longer in Gryffindor he doubted very much he would get to play his favourite sport. Though it didn't stop him from flying besides he felt it helped him relax.

After a few stretching exercises to loosen up Harry mounted his broom and rose higher and higher. He zoomed about and did a few experimental flips and dives. He zoomed lazily over the entire pitch. He once more felt the exhilarating feeling of flying and soon the blood was pounding in his ears.

After approximately and hour of flying Harry made his way happily back to the castle. He noticed no body, but in the event he was stopped he had a contingency plan, any teacher or dare he say it, Filch would be told he was adapting a new training regime for himself and flying first thing was part of it.

As Harry made his way back to Slytherin he noted his housemates were starting to stir. He walked to his room and set about gathering his stuff for his morning shower.

Blaise yawningly greeted him and Harry smiled his hellos and made his way to the bathroom.

He was pleasantly surprised to notice that Slytherin had lavish shower cubicles; at least for once he was offered a modicum of privacy for his morning shower.

He set the temperature to as hot as he could bare and started singing happily to himself.

He felt really relaxed after his morning flight and ready to face absolutely anything the school threw at him. He washed his hair with his sleek easy vanilla spice shampoo.

Once his cleaning ritual was done he wrapped a towel round his slim hips and went to the inner bathroom and proceeded with his morning dental routine of brushing, flossing and a simple breath freshening charm.

The bathroom mirror whistled and said, "Looking good there Honey, young Draco has some serious competition"

Harry smirked and winked at the mirror and sauntered back to his room.

He passed Blaise on his way to the showers and his new friend literally drooled and Harry smirked "See something you like Zabini?"

The taller boy purred, "Hell yeah, when did you get so sexy Potter?"

Harry shrugged his shoulders and purred, "Don't know about that, but if you don't hurry we shall be late, oh and by the way, it is not becoming of a Slytherin to drool"

And with that he went into their room and laid out his clothes for the day.

'Hmm, my first day in the snake pit, have to make a good impression. Thank God for the training Draco and Lucius gave me this summer. Also it would help if I looked good too' Harry thought to himself.

Now, Harry wasn't a vain sort, in fact he very much doubted he was good looking. True people had said so in passing, but seeing as he was rich as hell and also the famous boy who lived, he pretty much doubted their words. He received loads of fan mail from young girls and middle-aged women alike. Harry smirked thinking of it the mothers seemed to either want to mother him or marry him off to their daughters. Big problem there Harry had recently reconciled himself to the fact he was Gay. True he had briefly dated Cho Chang in his fifth year, she was a pretty girl but he didn't feel a spark or connection with her.

Harry also discovered he had a crush on Draco. Though he wasn't holding his breath, truth is Harry had never asked the blonde what his preferences were. Harry was optimistic if he couldn't have his hearts desire he was sure he would find someone to date. It may not be love or anything like that but when you have a price on your head, you will take whatever you can.

So with that in mind Harry chose a crisp white shirt which fitted rather well and if for any reason his robe came off it showed of his quidditch toned chest too… perfection. He also chose a pair of black form fitting trousers. They were not standard issue uniform trousers but they were neat and he could move easily in them, which meant he wouldn't get into trouble.

He then proceeded to get dressed, he put on Black silk Boxers, his black trousers white shirt, Slytherin school tie, black socks, highly polished black shoes made of the softest leather finally he put on a black school robe with the Slytherin crest.

Once dressed he dried his hair with a quick charm then he proceeded to put his wax in and ruffled it slightly for that just out of bed look. And as a finishing touch he cast a colour charm so his tips were indigo blue that day.

Once he was sorted, Harry picked up his bag and went through to the common area to wait for his friends. While he was waiting he took out a book on defensive techniques and started muttering to himself, "Constant vigilance, and ensure the element of surprise"

Harry smirked a little seemed he was channelling Moody, albeit he wasn't nearly as paranoid as the former Auror. Then again considering what happened to the guy in his life, not to mention being attacked and polyjuiced in Harry's fourth year by Barty Crouch Junior.

Harry was so immersed in his reading and incoherent mutterings, that he never heard his friends approach until, "Studying already Harry? Really, classes haven't started yet."

Harry looked up and saw his blond Adonis standing before him with Pansy Parkinson clutching his arm like she owned him.

Harry sneered and said, "Well, can't be helped now Malfoy, can it? You know as well as I do that I need to train for this up coming war and have been all summer"

Blaise stood to the side and wondered what was bothering his new friend seeing as he was cheerful earlier on.

Before he could say anything Harry stood up and cast a freshening charm over his robes placed a mask firmly over his features and said, "I for one can't stand around here all day in idle chitchat, I have to show my face in the hall sooner rather than later. How do I look?"

Blaise whistled and said "Like a true Slytherin, after all you have totally disregarded school uniform code, yet have chosen the outfit so they cannot say you are doing anything wrong."

Harry smirked "Why thank you Blaise, but I have been trained extensively by the Prince of Slytherin himself over the summer".

Pansy purred "You shape up well Potter, perhaps you shall find yourself fighting off plenty girls this year."

Harry smirked and said, "Well they would be sorely disappointed then wouldn't they? As I have my eye on someone already"

The petite brunette leaned forward eagerly, "And pray tell which lovely lady has captured our newest Slytherins heart?"

Harry smirked, "That would be telling, and who said it was a girl."

And he walked off leaving a bemused Pansy in his wake.

Meanwhile, the wheels in Blaise's head were turning he had an idea why his friend had been in a bad mood briefly when greeted. He wasn't going to say anything though, only time would tell.

Harry made his way slowly to the Slytherin table deep in thought, 'That was close; Pansy is as nosy as Hermione in some respects. She and Draco are obviously an item, so I have no bloody chance, trust me to fall for a straight guy why is my life so bloody complicated'

He sat down on a bench facing his old house table and watched silently.

Draco sat next to him and muttered, "Why are you watching the Gryffindorks Harry?"

The brunette smiled at his friend and said, "Just watching the interactions. I stirred up a hornets nest, getting resorted."

The blonde chuckled then said quietly "Harry, sorry if I offended you this morning I didn't mean to."

Harry sighed how on earth was he meant to say he was jealous of Pansy clutching at Draco's arm when it should be himself. Instead he said "Sorry, just tense. You didn't offend me, not really, I just don't know what to do. I need a plan, also I don't know who to trust"

The two stopped chatting and Harry got a slice of toast and slathered it in strawberry jam, this being his favourite.

He also poured himself a cup of tea and proceeded to calmly eat his breakfast. Soon the morning post arrived, Harry was surprised to receive a letter bearing the Malfoy crest.

He opened it curiously,

Dear Harry,

Hope things went well with the sorting. As of yet the dark Lord has not summoned me. Perhaps it would be prudent to have a meeting with your classmates sometime and see where they stand in respect to the war. I know for a fact you can count on Pansy Parkinson and Blaise Zabini they will follow Draco's lead especially the Parkinson girl she seems to have a soft spot for my son.

Please owl us anytime. And just to be safe if I hear anything from my so-called master, I shall pass it on to Draco,

Make us proud,

Yours sincerely Lucius Malfoy

'Well that is a turn up for the books and most unexpected' Harry thought to himself.

He really needed a contingency plan of sorts but he still needed the headmaster to think he was on his side.

Technically he was, but Harry was sick and tired being left out the loop, so to speak, and decided to do things his way, yet he needed the light side, so how to do things without alienating anyone more than Ron would bear thinking about.

While Harry was muddling through these thoughts, Draco was wondering why on earth Harry would receive a message so soon from his father. But being the well-bred pureblood he was, didn't say a word, and just discreetly nudged Harry.

When the ebony and indigo haired boy looked up, Draco raised an eyebrow at the letter and Harry casually slipped it to his friend to read.

Meanwhile over at the Gryffindor table one red headed blue-eyed boy was staring angrily over at Harry

'Bloody Harry Potter thinks he's better than everyone else and now he has gone dark and siding with the ferret of all people he will pay' Ron thought to himself.

One would have thought Harry was oblivious to all this, but he was looking at the Gryffindor table under hooded eyes and could almost see the cogs turning in his once best friend's head.

He let out a sigh and wondered once again which deity he had angered to have such a sucky life. First up he had to fight Voldemort because of some half-baked prophecy, now his once best friend obviously was plotting against him as he mistakenly thought Harry was evil. Not to mention he had fallen badly for his one time school rival now friend who most definitely was straight and seeing Pansy Parkinson.

Harry was brought out of his musings by Professor Snape handing out the time tables he leant down and whispered to Harry, "Mr Potter, our esteemed headmaster would like to see you after breakfast. The password is puff candy".

Harry nodded his thanks to his professor and glanced at his timetable quickly as he had only 5 newt classes, he had lots of spare spaces. Then again Harry planned to use his time to do various independent studying and was going to ask the headmasters opinion on doing some healing classes if possible.

He turned to Draco in an aside and said, "I have to go see the headmaster save me a seat in potions would you"

The blond raised a sculpted eyebrow and Harry shrugged as if to say, 'your guess is as good as mine'.

After bidding his other friends goodbye, Harry got up and left the hall silently.

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