My Color: Gray
By: Riley Cat
Ch: 8
Disclaimer: I don't own them so please don't sue.
Harry quickly unpacked his things and stared at his new room. It wasn't all that different from his old dorm, with the exception that it was slightly bigger. Amazingly, they even had a small widow that Hedwig could fit through, high up on the wall. His new bed was decked in green coverlets and tiny silver pillows that looked like they were made from pure velvet. 'Yes, definitely velvet!' he thought with a tiny grin. For a single, fleeting moment, Harry looked like his old self. 'Enough with that, time to get going! We mustn't keep the others waiting, now should we?'
Harry brushed his chin length hair off of his face and swept down the staircase. Surprisingly, Severus Snape exactly where Harry had left him, almost like he was glued to his spot. With out a second glance, Harry swept on by and headed towards the door. Before he exited the room, he called over his shoulder, "Are you coming Professor? We can't let them wait any longer." Harry raised one raven dark eyebrow in question and stalked of down the hall.
Neither of the two talked as they headed towards the Great Hall. Harry was lost deep in thought, trying to decide what his next plan of action should be. Snape walked quietly beside him, not talking but glancing at him out of the corner of his eye. Harry must have given Snape quite a shock to cause him to be wary of Harry. This observation made Harry smile just a little. To cause Snape, his tormentor of four years to finally take him seriously, was a big accomplishment. Maybe Snape will understand Harry and stop trying to hurt him; after all, Harry has felt enough pain.
Snape and Harry arrived at the entrance to the Great Hall where they paused for just a moment. "Wait here until Dumbledore announces your change in houses. As soon as that is done, go to the Slytherin table and wait until the prefect or one of the senior members is free to tell you what to do." Snape turned to walk into the dining hall, tossing over his shoulders, "If you can't make a good impression than wait until I can escort you back to the dungeons. After all, we can't have you getting cursed, now can we?" "No, Professor. We can't" Harry smiled his unnerving grin at Snape's back and, in doing so, nearly missed Snapes muttered words. "Welcome to Slytherin Harry. Your mother would be proud."
Harry could feel his jaw drop in amazement and confusion. 'My mother was a Slytherin? Is that why no one talks about her?' Harry was so shocked that he nearly missed hearing Dumbledore's speech. "Welcome, welcome back to another year at Hogwarts! First years I would like you to know that the Forbidden Forest is off limits for that very reason and remind others to remember that as well" Harry could visualize Dumbledore's blue eyes twinkling at the Weasley twins. "Also, I would like to welcome Professor McClure as the new Defense Against the Dark Arts for the ensuing term." A sound of polite clapping could be heard from through the thick doors. 'A new professor? Wonder what they'll be like.'
Dumbledores voice lost some of its cheeriness as he announced his next words. "As some of you may know, Voldemort has regained his power-" Gasps could be herd all throughout the hall. "Because he has gained power, the curfew will be enforced and all Quidditch practices will be supervised by one of the members of this staff. Captains are expected to enforce this new rule, as it has been made for your safety. Walk in groups of more than two if possible and if you see anyone suspicious, report them to a professor immediately. Now it's time for some shocking news. A student recently asked to be resorted and the hat decided he belonged in a different house." Harry straightened his robes and flattened his hair. Pasting a look of utter indifference on his face, Harry opened up the hall doors.
"Slytherin House, welcome Harry Potter as your new room mate." Whispered erupted like wildfire as Harry slowly and calmly walked over to his new table. He did not glance at his old table at all, for if he did, he would have noticed the shocked looks on his old friends' faces. They looked like Harry had stabbed them in the back! Harry stalked over to his new table and, amidst many shocked faces, took a seat right next to none other than Draco Malfoy. The tables filled with food and Harry asked, "Malfoy, would you kindly pass the butter?"
AN: This chapter is way longer than the others but I hope you all like it! What will Malfoy do to Harry? And what did Snape mean by 'making a good impression'? Find out in the next chapter and remember to please review! ~Ta-ta everyone!
By: Riley Cat
Ch: 8
Disclaimer: I don't own them so please don't sue.
Harry quickly unpacked his things and stared at his new room. It wasn't all that different from his old dorm, with the exception that it was slightly bigger. Amazingly, they even had a small widow that Hedwig could fit through, high up on the wall. His new bed was decked in green coverlets and tiny silver pillows that looked like they were made from pure velvet. 'Yes, definitely velvet!' he thought with a tiny grin. For a single, fleeting moment, Harry looked like his old self. 'Enough with that, time to get going! We mustn't keep the others waiting, now should we?'
Harry brushed his chin length hair off of his face and swept down the staircase. Surprisingly, Severus Snape exactly where Harry had left him, almost like he was glued to his spot. With out a second glance, Harry swept on by and headed towards the door. Before he exited the room, he called over his shoulder, "Are you coming Professor? We can't let them wait any longer." Harry raised one raven dark eyebrow in question and stalked of down the hall.
Neither of the two talked as they headed towards the Great Hall. Harry was lost deep in thought, trying to decide what his next plan of action should be. Snape walked quietly beside him, not talking but glancing at him out of the corner of his eye. Harry must have given Snape quite a shock to cause him to be wary of Harry. This observation made Harry smile just a little. To cause Snape, his tormentor of four years to finally take him seriously, was a big accomplishment. Maybe Snape will understand Harry and stop trying to hurt him; after all, Harry has felt enough pain.
Snape and Harry arrived at the entrance to the Great Hall where they paused for just a moment. "Wait here until Dumbledore announces your change in houses. As soon as that is done, go to the Slytherin table and wait until the prefect or one of the senior members is free to tell you what to do." Snape turned to walk into the dining hall, tossing over his shoulders, "If you can't make a good impression than wait until I can escort you back to the dungeons. After all, we can't have you getting cursed, now can we?" "No, Professor. We can't" Harry smiled his unnerving grin at Snape's back and, in doing so, nearly missed Snapes muttered words. "Welcome to Slytherin Harry. Your mother would be proud."
Harry could feel his jaw drop in amazement and confusion. 'My mother was a Slytherin? Is that why no one talks about her?' Harry was so shocked that he nearly missed hearing Dumbledore's speech. "Welcome, welcome back to another year at Hogwarts! First years I would like you to know that the Forbidden Forest is off limits for that very reason and remind others to remember that as well" Harry could visualize Dumbledore's blue eyes twinkling at the Weasley twins. "Also, I would like to welcome Professor McClure as the new Defense Against the Dark Arts for the ensuing term." A sound of polite clapping could be heard from through the thick doors. 'A new professor? Wonder what they'll be like.'
Dumbledores voice lost some of its cheeriness as he announced his next words. "As some of you may know, Voldemort has regained his power-" Gasps could be herd all throughout the hall. "Because he has gained power, the curfew will be enforced and all Quidditch practices will be supervised by one of the members of this staff. Captains are expected to enforce this new rule, as it has been made for your safety. Walk in groups of more than two if possible and if you see anyone suspicious, report them to a professor immediately. Now it's time for some shocking news. A student recently asked to be resorted and the hat decided he belonged in a different house." Harry straightened his robes and flattened his hair. Pasting a look of utter indifference on his face, Harry opened up the hall doors.
"Slytherin House, welcome Harry Potter as your new room mate." Whispered erupted like wildfire as Harry slowly and calmly walked over to his new table. He did not glance at his old table at all, for if he did, he would have noticed the shocked looks on his old friends' faces. They looked like Harry had stabbed them in the back! Harry stalked over to his new table and, amidst many shocked faces, took a seat right next to none other than Draco Malfoy. The tables filled with food and Harry asked, "Malfoy, would you kindly pass the butter?"
AN: This chapter is way longer than the others but I hope you all like it! What will Malfoy do to Harry? And what did Snape mean by 'making a good impression'? Find out in the next chapter and remember to please review! ~Ta-ta everyone!