My Color: Gray
By: Riley Cat
Ch: 9
Disclaimer: All characters accept the ones I own belong to J.K. Rowling. Please don't sue.
"Malfoy, would you please pass the butter?" repeated Harry. He arched his brow at the blond boy as a small smirk pulled at the corner of his lips. Poor Malfoy looked positively shocked, as if someone had told him that Voldemort was the Tooth Fairy. "You might want to close your mouth, Malfoy," said Harry as he reached over to pick up the butter. "Something might fly into it and die."
Harry gently buttered his toast while he waited for the inevitable explosion to occur. And, just as he bit into the afore mentioned toast, it happened. "Potter, what in the hell do you think you are doing!" Malfoy yelled. "Trying to eat if you haven't noticed." He rolled his eyes and caught Millicent's gaze. The plain looking girl hid her laughter behind her hand but Harry noticed this and winked. It looked like he made one tentative ally. Harry made a mental note to get to know the girl better.
"That is not what I meant and you know it" growled Malfoy. All humor vanished from Harry's face as he stared into Malloy's silver eyes. A pale flush graced Malfoy's cheeks in anger. "I have no clue what you mean, Malfoy, but if you are referring to the fact that I transferred into the house that I should have been in the first place, than you need to keep that mouth shut until you know why I did it!" Harry's voice had been rising steadily and by the time he finished talking, he was openly yelling at the blond.
The great hall paused in shock. The students from other tables turned, one by one, to see a furious Harry Potter leaning over a shocked and pale Draco Malfoy. For once in his life, Malfoy seemed at a loss for words. He had never seen Harry lose his temper before, especially around so many people. Harry noticed the others staring at them from the corner of his eye and turned his darkened gaze on them. "Do you mind? Or would you rather use parade around here naked for your own enjoyment? Mind your own DAMN business!!" Harry snarled, causing a few other Slytherins to snicker. They liked this new and improved Harry Potter, even if the rest of the school didn't.
"You know what I find funny," continued Harry as he turned his attention to the blond in front of him. "Here I am, being polite and trying, notice how I said trying, to eat my dinner when you rudely started to yell at me for making a decision I figured would be the best for me. You have absolutely no clue what my reasons might be and yet, instead of trying to find out what they may be like a civil person, you completely explode at me! Ask before you condemn, Malfoy. It's better for your health." Harry finished his rant and settled into his seat, finally starting to eat. He glanced up at the head of his house and was shocked to find Snape smiling at him. Snape smiling? 'Hell must have frozen over' thought Harry shocked. This must mean that Harry made a good impression.
Harry nodded and watched as Snape nodded back. "Your right, Potter" came Malfoys' voice. Harry turned his head and raised an eyebrow at Malfoy. Malfoy had apparently come to his senses and he now held a thoughtful look on his face. Harry could see the cogs turning behind that cute blond head of his. 'Cute? Did I just think cute?' Harry frowned and tuned into what Malfoy was saying. "I don't know why you decided to switch houses but this might be a change for the better." He grinned suddenly and held out one pale hand. "This doesn't necessarily mean that I like you any better than before, Potter, so don't get any ideas." Malfoy grinned at Harry, a real and true grin, as Harry grasped his hand. They both knew what it symbolized; for them it felt as if they had gone back in time.
Harry grinned back, saying, "This doesn't mean that I like you any better but maybe we'll get to know each other." 'This year just may be better!' And the rest of diner passed quietly at the Slytherin table while Harry got aquainted with his new roommates, bonds of friendship and allegiances growing between all of them. Harry realized that the Slytherins were very different than what he originally thought and as Harry integrated himself into his new house, he remained blissfully ignorant of one hateful gaze staring at him throughout the rest of dinner.
AN: Again I would like to thank all those who have reviewed and this is now becoming a definite slash fic. Yippe! Any way, enjoy. ~Ta-ta
By: Riley Cat
Ch: 9
Disclaimer: All characters accept the ones I own belong to J.K. Rowling. Please don't sue.
"Malfoy, would you please pass the butter?" repeated Harry. He arched his brow at the blond boy as a small smirk pulled at the corner of his lips. Poor Malfoy looked positively shocked, as if someone had told him that Voldemort was the Tooth Fairy. "You might want to close your mouth, Malfoy," said Harry as he reached over to pick up the butter. "Something might fly into it and die."
Harry gently buttered his toast while he waited for the inevitable explosion to occur. And, just as he bit into the afore mentioned toast, it happened. "Potter, what in the hell do you think you are doing!" Malfoy yelled. "Trying to eat if you haven't noticed." He rolled his eyes and caught Millicent's gaze. The plain looking girl hid her laughter behind her hand but Harry noticed this and winked. It looked like he made one tentative ally. Harry made a mental note to get to know the girl better.
"That is not what I meant and you know it" growled Malfoy. All humor vanished from Harry's face as he stared into Malloy's silver eyes. A pale flush graced Malfoy's cheeks in anger. "I have no clue what you mean, Malfoy, but if you are referring to the fact that I transferred into the house that I should have been in the first place, than you need to keep that mouth shut until you know why I did it!" Harry's voice had been rising steadily and by the time he finished talking, he was openly yelling at the blond.
The great hall paused in shock. The students from other tables turned, one by one, to see a furious Harry Potter leaning over a shocked and pale Draco Malfoy. For once in his life, Malfoy seemed at a loss for words. He had never seen Harry lose his temper before, especially around so many people. Harry noticed the others staring at them from the corner of his eye and turned his darkened gaze on them. "Do you mind? Or would you rather use parade around here naked for your own enjoyment? Mind your own DAMN business!!" Harry snarled, causing a few other Slytherins to snicker. They liked this new and improved Harry Potter, even if the rest of the school didn't.
"You know what I find funny," continued Harry as he turned his attention to the blond in front of him. "Here I am, being polite and trying, notice how I said trying, to eat my dinner when you rudely started to yell at me for making a decision I figured would be the best for me. You have absolutely no clue what my reasons might be and yet, instead of trying to find out what they may be like a civil person, you completely explode at me! Ask before you condemn, Malfoy. It's better for your health." Harry finished his rant and settled into his seat, finally starting to eat. He glanced up at the head of his house and was shocked to find Snape smiling at him. Snape smiling? 'Hell must have frozen over' thought Harry shocked. This must mean that Harry made a good impression.
Harry nodded and watched as Snape nodded back. "Your right, Potter" came Malfoys' voice. Harry turned his head and raised an eyebrow at Malfoy. Malfoy had apparently come to his senses and he now held a thoughtful look on his face. Harry could see the cogs turning behind that cute blond head of his. 'Cute? Did I just think cute?' Harry frowned and tuned into what Malfoy was saying. "I don't know why you decided to switch houses but this might be a change for the better." He grinned suddenly and held out one pale hand. "This doesn't necessarily mean that I like you any better than before, Potter, so don't get any ideas." Malfoy grinned at Harry, a real and true grin, as Harry grasped his hand. They both knew what it symbolized; for them it felt as if they had gone back in time.
Harry grinned back, saying, "This doesn't mean that I like you any better but maybe we'll get to know each other." 'This year just may be better!' And the rest of diner passed quietly at the Slytherin table while Harry got aquainted with his new roommates, bonds of friendship and allegiances growing between all of them. Harry realized that the Slytherins were very different than what he originally thought and as Harry integrated himself into his new house, he remained blissfully ignorant of one hateful gaze staring at him throughout the rest of dinner.
AN: Again I would like to thank all those who have reviewed and this is now becoming a definite slash fic. Yippe! Any way, enjoy. ~Ta-ta