Chapter 9.

Classes.

A/N: Yes guys I have decided to go on. Tell me what you all think ok? Good. Let's see. I want to thank all of you who reviewed. However I can't. I'll do that later. Let's just get back to the story. Oh and like I said before give me 9 days. That's all I need ok. In 9 I will have graduated. Then I can update as soon as I type.

It was too early. The other students had to be kidding. Harriet didn't move as she was told to get up, again. 'Don't they ever bloody give up?' As 'her new best friend' gave her another shake she moaned. 'Guess not.' She sat up and yawned. "What time is it?"

"It's five in the morning. You have an hour and a half before breakfast starts. I thought you might like to take a shower or a bath. That would be nice right?" She was so annoying in her smile. She stood up and went to the foot of Harriet's bed. "Go on I'll make your bed."

"Why on earth would you do that?" She looked at the other girl as if she had four different heads.

"Because that's what I am supposed to do. You are the leader of the first year Slytherin girls. We do whatever we can to make you feel better about yourself." She started to tuck the end of the sheets under the matrices. "Go on we all have made sure to save hot water for you."

"I don't understand. Why on earth would you all do that for me?" She didn't like this at all. Before the girls could try to explain this to her she spoke again. "Look, I don't need any of you doing my chores. I can do them on my own. I don't need to have hot water saved for me. And dear God I do not need to be woken at the bloody ass crack of Dawn! Do you got that?" With that she wrapped herself in her blankets and tried to get back to sleep.

The other girls looked at each other and decided that she wasn't a morning person…yet. She would become one if they had their say, and boy did they have a say. Pansy suddenly grabbed the blankets and ripped them off the bed. "Get your ass up Princess Potter. I may have to follow you, but I will not follow a slob. Ass out of bed Sleepy head." She yelled right next to Harry's ear.

"Remind me to kill you only after hours upon hours of torture." She got up with a moan. Blaise went quickly to making Harry's bed, while Pansy went through her trunk. "Where is all your hair supplies?"

"The brush is right there. The shampoo is in the corner. Why?"

"I see those, but where is the conditioner? And the ties, and the combs and mouse, gel, sparkles, and clips? And while we are on the subject where are your ear rings, necklaces, and bracelets?" Pansy was digging through the trunk as if maybe she had over looked a box or something.

"I don't have any." Harry said with a sigh. Millicent Blaise and Pansy all shared a look of horror. Millicent wasn't one of beauty but she still had all the essentials. The fact that The Harry Potter didn't have everything she needed was just shocking.

"Oh well don't worry about it Potter… you can use mine, until you send home for it." Pansy stated. She was only trying to be nice, but Harry didn't like her already. These girls seemed to be stuck up and not the type of girl Harry was at all, but then there was Millicent. Maybe they weren't that different."

"Yeah like my family would every buy me hair supplies." Harry sneered as she entered the bath room. The girls looked at each other and started to plan the 'save Harry foundation'. They went around all of Slytherin for the first week trying to collect enough money to buy her hair things.

After Harry had finished in the Bath room she noticed that the other girls had laid out her uniform and Pansy declared that she would be doing Harry's hair while Millicent would be dressing her. However Blaise would be applying her make up. "Um… I don't have any make up either." She said as if it didn't matter to her.

When she was ready they finally let her sit down to read. They had used Pansy's hair stuff, Blaise's make up and Millicent's strength to hold her down. After they were done themselves the walked behind Harry on their way to the common room. Pansy had to use extra make up to cover her bruise from last night. The first year boys were waiting for them. They all smiled except Harry. Draco was again flanked by Crabbe and Goyle. He held out his arm, and when Harry did not take it, he snatched her and placed it in his.

"Looking lovely Potter." He smiled.

"Drop dead." She sighed as the walked up to their first meal of the day. The other Slytherin students were already there. Two stood and others were practically throwing themselves at the two students. Harry was very curious as to what they were waiting for, then realized it was them.

"So you are the leaders of the first years is that correct?" Said a tall, boy. His hair was a dark blond, and his eyes a pale blue. Harriet couldn't help but to take all of him in. He looked at them as if he was deciding something. The girl was really pretty. She had light blue eyes and her hair was a soft brownish red. "My name is Aaron. I am the leader of the seventh years and down. I am also the prince of Slytherin. This is Rebecca. She is the female leader of the seventh years and down. She is your Princess. You two will be the leaders of your year and down until you graduate, do you understand?"

"Yes we do." Draco said before Harry could even think.

"Good. State your names." Aaron said with a smirk on his face.

"My name is Draco Malfoy. This fine young woman is OW." He quickly shut up as Harriet stomped on his foot. He glared at her.

"My name is Harriet Potter." Rebecca seemed to deem this funny and burst into laughter. Aaron was actually smiling and chuckling. 'At least they think I'm funny.'

"Now that reminds me of us dearest." Aaron said to Rebecca. That's the only time it clicked.

'They are a couple… does that mean?' "If you two are couple does that mean Draco and I have to be too?" Harry was not going to be the leader if she had to date Draco.

"Normally the two leaders have known each other all their lives so they get along quite well, however there were a few acceptors. I think one was During Professor Snape's time at Hogwarts." Rebecca said calmly. "Just sit down and eat. You have classes to get to today."

Harry tried to untangle her arm from Draco, but he was holding on too tightly. She glared at him as he helped her sit down. 'If he starts to think I'm delicate then I might as well shoot myself.' Her mind screamed.

They got their schedule, and Harry sighed. History of Magic taught by Professor Binns, was first. She hoped that was an interesting. It should be because it was the first class. Surly the wouldn't give a boring class to her right after she was finally away.

Turns out she was wrong. History of magic was taught by a ghost. He had fallen asleep in the staff room, the next morning he got up to teach with out his body. However his voice was very monotone and he soon lulled the whole class into a deep sleep. They woke with only tree minutes to get to their next class.

The next class was Defense against the Dark Arts, other wise known as DADA. The upper classmen had told them that morning. The professor was a stuttering man, who seemed to be afraid of everything ranging from his students to his shadow. Once during class Harry swore his shadow had been giving a very crash gesture. However she was the only one to see it.

Charms was taught by a little man who was so much shorter that anyone else. He had to stand on several books to be seen. He had given a squeak when he called Harriet's name and had fallen out of sight.

Professor McGonagall didn't seem to care that any of them were in the class. That's the only reason she didn't call back Crabbe when he had just left. It turns out that Draco had dared him to do it.

Potions was last. It seemed to go on forever. The student had jumped as he slammed the door into the stone wall. "There will be no foolish wand waving, or silly incantations in this class. As such I don't expect many of you to understand the subtle science and exact art that is potions making, but for those select few… I can teach you how to bewitch the mind, and insnare the senses. I can teach you how to bottle fame, brew glory, and even put a stopper in death." He paused here for dramatic effect. However the room was far from silent. "However there are a few of you who deem yourselves to high and mighty to bother to pay attention." At this Ron Weasley, Seamus Finnegon, Dean Tomas's heads all shot us from where they were. "Much better. Not read to the class what you've written." Turns out that Professor Snape had a severe liking to the Slytherins and had a disliking towards everyone else.

Seamus and Dean's were almost word for word what the teacher had said. However Ron's was far from it. It seemed to be a letter to another one of the Gryffindors. However it was because of that letter that brought Professor Snape's eyes to Harry. He seemed to smile and frown at the same time, making a rather odd looking sneer. "Ms. Potter, how nice to see that at least one of my students is paying attention. Ms. Potter stand up and read from your text book. Page fifty. That is the potion you will all be brewing today. I want to see no flaws in any of them." Potions had gone on for two hours, and he mostly singled her out. Not as bad as he did the Gryffindors. He just found things to say to her, not all being nice.

At Dinner she made it quite clear that she wanted to sit alone. She did this by Dumping her bowl of mashed potatoes right into Draco's hair. Then she had gotten up and walked away. Everyone was howling as she exited the great hall. Even Pansy was on the floor laughing at Draco's short comings. It was rather amusing however when he then with one swoop got it all out on her, but Harry wasn't there. She was in her room reading and doing her home work hoping to not make a fool of herself again.

As the other girls come in to sleep she had already been fast asleep. Pansy actually smiled as she saw that Harriet had fallen asleep reading about History of Magic. "Ok our plan is this… we ask all the other Slytherins to donate money, Blaise you go and buy her make up and I will get all the hair supplies I can. I think our parents will even help us with that, don't you?"

"Where will we go to buy these things?" Millicent asked softly as to not wake the sleeping girl.

"Draco said he knew of a way to get into the village. There is not one merchant that will turn away good money. We just go down there as the upper years do, and boom we got it." Pansy smiled with mischief. "Think of her face when she sees it all. Even she will have to thank us. She will soon be like any other girl our age."