Unspoken
by Teddylonglong
Please refer to chapter 1 for my disclaimer and warnings. Thank you.
To Harry's relief, Professors Sprout and Flitwick, who taught them during the rest of their first day of classes, were both very friendly. Professor Flitwick merely enquired why Snape had taken so many points off their house, causing several of his classmates to complain about the teacher at once.
"He took one hundred points, because Mr. Potter was able to answer each of his questions?" the half goblin repeated in apparent disbelief.
"He only took the points from Ravenclaw, but as Harry is in two houses, they were taken from Slytherin as well." Hermione shook her head in obvious annoyance.
"He even made me accompany him to the headmaster's office and accused me of having used Legilimency on him to answer the questions."
Flitwick shook his head in apparent annoyance. "He should know why students are sorted into Ravenclaw. Now, let's not dwell longer on my colleague's behaviour but try to get some house points back for your houses."
At the end of their Charms class, the students of both houses including Harry had gained back fifty points for each house.
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Between the last afternoon class and dinner, Harry joined Hermione in the Ravenclaw common room, where the points they lost during their Potions class were the main topic.
"Please be careful around Professor Snape. He loves to take points off our house," one of the older boys told him, sounding very friendly.
"Yes, I am sorry," Harry replied.
"It's not your fault." Mandy managed to beat Hermione to a response.
"Of course, it's his fault. Everyone knows that Snape is a git. We all must be careful in Potions."
He realised quickly that Hermione's assessment had been correct that several of the older, female students were bitches.
'Let's leave and do our homework in my suitcase,' he thought to Hermione, who gave him a sharp nod and with a flick of her wand returned the books, parchments and quill that were spread out on the table in front of her into her book bag.
"We'll go and study elsewhere." With that, she strode out of the common room, and Harry followed swiftly.
Seeing that the corridor was empty, Harry quickly reached out for the girl's hand, before he popped them both right into his suitcase.
"Connie!"
"Hi Hermione, hi Harry!" Connie smiled broadly, making Harry feel better instantly.
"Hi Connie. I thought you'd only come here after dinner," he greeted her in surprise, feeling very happy to see her.
"I couldn't wait to see you and hear what made you so upset ever since this morning."
Harry was glad that Hermione did the talking on his behalf. While he still felt upset at Snape's behaviour, he berated himself for not being careful. 'I should have feigned not knowing anything,' he thought in remorse. 'That was extremely stupid.'
They talked, before an alarm that Rebecca or Artemis had installed in their study room alerted them to the fact that dinner was going to commence in the Great Hall.
"Connie, shall we bring you something to eat?"
Connie smiled. "No, Hermione, but thank you. I will just return home for dinner. I'll be back later on, and then we'll really have to study. Remember, I have to catch up with everything you studied during class time."
Hermione nodded in obvious understanding. "And we'll have to do our homework."
HP
At dinner, Harry sat at the Slytherin table between Draco and Neville in the hearing range of the high table. He almost inwardly groaned upon hearing Flitwick address Snape concerning the first-years' Potions class.
"Severus, just tell me why you took one hundred points each of Ravenclaw and Slytherin, because a student was able to answer your questions?"
"Now now, Severus will have had his reasons for that," the headmaster spoke up in a soft voice, sounding like a gentle grandfather.
"May I ask what the reason was?"
'Go, Granny Mina, go,' Harry thought in amusement.
"Potter saw fit to use Legilimency on me. He could answer any question I asked, even about the wolfsbane potion."
Minerva's eyes narrowed. "Why in the world did you ask him about the wolfsbane potion in the first place?"
"Professor Snape, outsmarted by a first-year, who grew up in the muggle world?"
"Argus," the headmaster gently reprimanded the old Squib, while everyone else stared at the caretaker. Apparently, they were not used to him joining their conversation during mealtimes.
"Well said, Argus." Minerva nodded at the man in apparent appreciation. "Severus, just tell me one thing. Who could have taught Harry Legilimency, considering that he grew up with muggles?"
Snape merely shrugged and finished his dinner early, only to leave the Great Hall in a fast pace.
'Thanks, Granny Minerva,' Harry thought to her, noticing how the edges of her mouth slightly pulled upwards.
HP
During the rest of the evening, the three eleven-year-olds busied themselves studying together, and Harry was almost disappointed, when another alarm indicated that curfew was going to commence soon.
"Thank Merlin the Portkey will take me right into my dormitory." Hermione sighed. "I wouldn't want to have the bitches question me where I spent the evening."
Harry shrugged. "You could always tell them that we studied in an empty classroom. Good night then, Hermione, Connie." With that, he popped himself in front of the entrance to the Slytherin common room and quickly joined his housemates.
To his relief, the atmosphere in the common room seemed to be much better than that in Ravenclaw, and Harry inwardly sighed in relief, just when Professor Snape entered the room through a separate entrance.
"The professor always joins us at curfew and remains for thirty minutes, so that we can ask questions," Marcus, a fifth-year and head of the Slytherin Quidditch team, informed the first-years.
"I'll go to bed," Harry informed Draco and Neville, who readily rose from their seats to accompany him.
They swiftly returned to their own room, before Draco began to ask questions about the Ravenclaws and their common room. Harry told them what he knew, only to admit that Hermione and he had studied elsewhere for the rest of the evening.
"Why and where?" Draco's voice was laced with disbelief, and Neville nodded.
"We could have studied together somewhere."
Harry let out a deep sigh. 'They can either swear me a wizard's oath, or I'll have to ask Whisker to cast some kind of spell on them,' he thought, pondering what to do.
"Sorry for asking this, but can you swear me a wizard's oath to keep my secret?" he finally asked.
Neville stared at him in apparent disbelief. "I've heard about such an oath, but I don't have a clue how to do such a thing," he then admitted.
"It's easy," Draco reassured him. "Watch." Raising his wand, he uttered, "I swear on my magic to keep Harry Potter's secret."
Harry realised that a bright, golden glow surrounded the boy, indicating the validity of the oath, and he had to admit to himself that he felt very much reassured by the boy's readiness to swear his oath, especially when Neville quickly repeated the process.
"Now, tell us, Potter." Draco looked at him in expectation, while he held out a box with sweets to them, which a post owl had delivered in the morning.
Harry told them how someone had taken him away from his awful muggle relatives at the age of five and how he had joined the Unspeakables at that time.
"You're an Unspeakable?" Neville's eyes widened in apparent shock.
"A Mini Unspeakable, but you know that you mustn't tell anyone. Now, I can't tell you what I am studying or such, but I will tell you where I use to study, when I am not in the common room." He told them about Connie, who was not able to attend Hogwarts but wanted to study together with him, conveniently leaving out the fact that she was a muggle.
'Who knows how Draco would react if he knew, considering who his father is,' he thought.
tbc...?
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