Chapter 3, Dinner



The dinner bell rang and Harry's last class of the day, Hufflepuff, left. Harry put all his books into a black leather bag and started to leave the room when he bumped into a girl who was entering his room. "Ah, Miss Carol Weasly. How's my best Slytherin doing? Are you really a year 7 now?" He asked calmly

"Yes I am." She replied.

"Ah my dear girl, you seem depressed, what can I do for you?" He asked and lifted her head up by her chin. He starred into her deep blue eyes that were imbedded in her freckled face. Her long red hair was flowing down past her shoulders and swaying around a bit.

"I saw that you got a letter today at lunch, your facial expressions showed something was wrong. What did the letter say?" She asked. Harry hadn't forgotten about the letter. In fact, he had planned to skip dinner to read it in his dorm room. His arm shifted towards his cape pocket and he touched the small lump made by the letter.

"Now it would be wise not to meddle in the affairs of others because great consequences can result from it. You can always choose your actions, but you can never choose your consequences." He said sternly and slowly so she could catch every letter.

"I'm sorry Professor." She said slowly. "Will you please come with me to dinner now? The food's getting gobbled up as we speak." She smiled and Harry smiled back weakly. He wasn't going to say no to his favorite student, but he'd rather not.

"Okay." He said and forced another smile onto his face.

"Oh good!" she jumped up. They walked down the corridors together and into the great hall. Carol sat down in her seat and Harry continued up toward the faculty table, cape billowing around him. It was just then that he noticed that Voldermort was not there. Harry was now in charge. An evil smile grew upon his face as he stared at the empty seat. He sat down in the red velvet chair and looked at the golden knives and plates in front of him. He looked around the room at all the kids munching their food. He had power! He stood up and tapped his spoon on his goblet but no one listened. He did it again, and still no response from the school. He did it so hard this time that he smashed the goblet into 4 pieces. Everyone quickly shut up and looked at him.

"Most of you don't know, but Voldermort had to go out of town and he put me in charge. Therefore." He suddenly saw Malfoy writing stuff on a piece of paper, and not listening to him. "Professor Malfoy!" He shouted. Malfoy quickly looked up at him, pen still in hand, poised over the paper. "So you think you don't have to listen to me 'eh? Do you think that you're too good for me?" He asked.

"No, I just." Malfoy started.

"DON'T INTERUPT ME!" Harry snatched back.

"I was just."

"What did I just say?" Harry screamed with rage. "I want to see you in the corridor NOW!" Malfoy stood up and walked out of the Great hall, everyone watched him as he left, and after the door closed behind him, they quickly put their attention back on Harry. "Now, I am going to be in charge here for the next week. I am your leader, I am your god. You will obey me, and do as I say. I have all the power Voldermort had, and you will respect me as if I am he. I have made myself clear! Now finish eating and go to bed. There is a new curfew at 8:30. Those who do not obey shall have to deal with Mr. Longbottom!" Neville Longbottom was standing in the corner of the hall and had taken over Filch's job. Strangely, he looked just like Filch. His teeth were crooked and he had a hideous smile. Just like Filch, he believes in cruel and unusual punishment. "That is all." Harry walked through the hall and went out the same door Malfoy did. Malfoy was standing there with his arms crossed.

"What is your problem?" Malfoy snatched at Harry.

"You have the problem here, Mr. Malfoy. You are conceited, big headed, and have fame that you don't deserve. You lived from that attack from Dumbledore because of pure luck. Right now I am atop of you Malfoy, I have power over you, and you will obey my power! 50 points off of Gryffindor because of your attitude!"

"YOU CAN'T!" Malfoy screamed.

"I JUST DID!" Harry whipped around and walked back into the great hall. He then noticed a few owls exit the room and noticed everyone reading letters. 'Mail." He thought and walked though the great hall quietly toward his seat again. It was then that he noticed another small envelope sitting on his table. He picked it up and opened it.



"Go there now." It read. Harry's eyes whipped around the great hall and he noticed everyone was eating their dinner happily totally oblivious to his life.



Authors Note: Okay, for those of you who think you have figured out the story, I'm pretty sure you're wrong. This is not another dimension or anything like that. This is a lot more complex and the plot has not been established yet. I hope you remain curious as to what's happening and return for chapter 4.