~Chapter 4~Reactions~
Harry walked back to Gryffindor tower very quickly. He entered the common room and saw Draco sitting by the fire. "Are you coming to bed or what?" Harry asked.
"Yeah, I'm just going to wash my hair first." Draco said and Harry pointed to where to bathrooms were before heading to the dormitory.
Harry stayed awake until he heard Draco come in. He fell asleep quickly after that. He wondered what would happen in the morning when his fellow Gryffindors woke.
Harry woke to Ron's voice. "What the F – "The rest of the sentence was lost in his laughter.
Ron was looking at Draco, whose hair was not all slicked back like it usually was, it was everywhere, and he looked like a mad scientist. Harry couldn't help but laugh along with the others.
"You guys are just gonna have to get used to this," Draco said and the laughter quickly died down.
"Umm…yeah, last night Draco was re-sorted." The news left Ron's jaw hanging. The other Gryffindors looked either scared or nervous, Neville especially.
"We better go if we don't want to be late." Harry said. They got dressed in silence and Draco gelled his hair back so that it looked normal.
As they passed people on the way to breakfast, most students stopped what they were doing and stared when they saw Draco walking with Harry and the other Gryffindors. Ron kept glaring at Draco, so it just seemed that Harry had lost his mind to be seen with him.
Draco hesitated when they reached the Great Hall, Harry looked back at him, "You have to come," was all he said. Draco sighed as he realised that everyone would find out sooner or later. They entered the Great Hall and headed to the Gryffindor table. As they walked students stopped eating and talking to turn around and stare at them, then to whisper madly with fellow students. They sat down at the Gryffindor table as people who were already there frowned at them. Hermione looked up from a book and glared at Draco. She couldn't understand why the son of a Death Eater could be so bold, and why he would try and mock them by sitting at their table.
"It's all right I was resorted." Draco said. Harry was happy about this as he would prefer not to explain to every second person in the school about it.
"Resorted! That's ridiculous! I doubt that anyone has ever been resorted."
"Actually they have," said Nearly Headless Nick who had floated over to them, "Although, very few people have changed so much that they were able to switch houses. Welcome to Gryffindor!" Hermione raised her eyebrows and she wasn't the only one, at least half of the people sitting at the Gryffindor table had been listening in.
They were all given their timetables and they looked at what they had that day.
"Shit – we've got potions first; Snape will be so pissed off."
As they walked into their potions classroom Snape glared coldly at them, Harry rolled his eyes. "You'll get used to it," he whispered to Malfoy.
Through potions class, Draco noticed that the Slytherins, his ex-friends, were glaring at him. "Childish fools," he thought to himself, glad that he was rid of Pansy's continuous flirting.
AN: I'm not really happy with that chapter but please review! Sorry I couldn't update sooner, my computer keeps stuffing up.