A/N: Hello third chapter I have nothing interesting to say so proceed with your reading. Oh, and please review. I would like to know what I do wrong or whatever
~ Blue-Juliet: Well, yeah, she is a Marry Sue. I'm not good at creating characters, so I used me with a little more qualities…. (but my eyes really are green J )
~ Riona- Thanks for pointing that out!
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They finally arrived at Hogwarts. It was a fine, clear night. Harry joined Ron, Neville, Ginny and Hermione in one of the carriages. The road was bumpy as always and none bothered to speak because the carriage made enough noise already.
They arrived at the castle and soon made their way to the Great Hall. Dumbledore held his usual speech, only that this time he added a few things like Voldemort's comeback and the need to stand united. After that he added: "Where there's one, there is not enough strength for war and pain. But where there are two, there's enough strength to vanquish the enemy. So, stand together"
Harry began eating and he was feeling rather bored. The others were talking but he wouldn't bother trying to figure out what about. So he started looking across the great hall. Snape was unchanged. Dumbledore was speaking to professor McGonagall and next to the Potions Master was Lupin. He smiled at Harry and Harry smiled back.
Cho was beautiful as always, but Harry didn't feel anything when looking at her. She was a part of Harry's past now. He actually found her laughter quite annoying and false. She was surrounded by guys and she was talking to them and laughing at their jokes from what Harry could tell. She sometimes ran her hand through her hair and the boys would follow that with hungry expressions. How come he never noticed that before. And how about Cedric? ("Oh, come on, she got over him by now… duuh!")
Slackerbitch, faghag, whore
looks real cute, her lips are sore
Slackerbitch, faghag, whore
dripping sex from every pore
Slackerbitch, faghag, whore
looks real cute, her lips are sore
Slackerbitch, faghag, whore
such a motherfucking bore.
(Placebo- Slackerbitch)
So he continued looking through the Hall until he set eyes upon another girl. Tristessa. ("What on earth made her choose that name?"). She was as bored as him apparently. She was holding her jaw and moving the fork around in her plate. Then she looked up. Directly at Harry. And she smiled and looked at Malfoy who was standing next to her and had asked her something. She was really pretty. Really pretty.
Hermione sat up and said she was going to the Gryffindor tower as she was tired. So Harry sat up and joined her.
"Herm, do you know that girl Tri.... umm... Christina from Slytherin? In the same year as us?
"umm.... Ekans... not personally... no. Honestly, Harry, have you ever seen me hanging out with Slytherins?"
"umm... no.. actually, nobody hangs out with Slytherins"
"No shit, Sherlock! And geee I wonder why?"
Harry smiled but this got him thinking. And he kept on thinking late into the night. Slytherins are alone, whilst the other houses interact. But, the other houses weren't evil. Evil? ALL Slytherins are evil? Sure, as Ron said, there's no witch or wizard who went bad who wasn't in Slytherin. But then, how about Peter Pettigrew? He was a Gryffindor and still was evil, while Snape, a Slytherin wasn't although they both got the chance to follow Voldemort.
And the sorting hat wanted to place HIM in Slytherin. What would have happened if he would have got there? Would Ron not want to speak to him again? Would Hermione keep her distance? ("Honestly, Harry, have you ever seen me hanging out with Slytherins?"). And they are his best friends. Does the house you're in matter that much? For Slytherin it does. Tristessa was kinda… nice, but not evil, Crabbe and Goyle were too stupid to be evil, Pansy was just a slut, not evil, Blaise... well, Harry didn't know Blaise... But Malfoy...? Harry started thinking again. If he would have got into Slytherin would he and Malfoy be friends? ("Whatever.. thank god that is not the case"). Harry dismissed that thought and started realizing that he didn't know people from Slytherin. He knew loads of kids from other houses but Slytherin, no. And he had the feeling that he wasn't the only one. So, Harry, for god knows what reason decided to study Slytherins.
Over the next couple of weeks, Harry found out things about Slytherins that have been going on forever but he never noticed. First of all they all traveled in groups of minimum 3 people, never alone. Secondly, they weren't always the first ones to start a fight (most of the times they were, of course). When a Slytherin was walking alone, other people would pick on him but instantly other Slytherins would appear and do their thing.
You're too complicated, we should separate it.
You're just confiscating, you're exasperating.
This degeneration, mental masturbation.
Think I'll leave it all behind, save this bleeding heart of mine
(Placebo- You Don't Care About Us)
Slytherins were really smart, really good with words and knew everybody's weak spots even though they don't know people personally. They knew where to strike.
But of course, they were insufferable gits too. Their usual sneer and superiority. But only around other people. Amongst themselves they were almost friendly.
They are alone. Nobody else can't stand them and won't even try, so they have solidarity and respect for other ones from their house.
New blood joins this earth
And quickly he's subdued
Through constant pain disgrace
The young boy learns their rules
With time the child draws in
This whipping boy done wrong
Deprived of all his thoughts
The young man struggles on and on he's known
A vow unto his own
That never from this day
His will they'll take away
(Metallica- The Unforgiven)
"What are you staring at Potter?"
Draco's voice woke up Harry who was watching five Slytherins talking and thinking of the above.
"Nothing!"
"You've been acting funny and staring at us all week. Are you planning something?"
"No, Malfoy. And even if I was, you do realize that I wouldn't tell you, don't you?"
"I really don't know exactly how stupid you are. Worth a shot doesn't it? BUT, don't try anything Potter. You wouldn't want to do that."
"Oh, honestly, Malfoy where are the smart remarks?"
Malfoy looked a little surprised ("Smart?") but he wasn't able to answer Potter cause a familiar voice cut him off.
"Hello, boys, am I interrupting something?"
Harry's first thought was "Hi, Tristessa!" but he didn't follow it.
"Hello, Potter"
"ummm.. Hello"
"Come on Draco, we have Herbology and I know how much you love that! You little flower-lover "
Draco gave her smile and was off right behind her.
Harry went back to his thoughts. Malfoy would have 'crushed' anybody from another house if they would have said something like that.
Slytherins stand together. Against and protected from everybody else.
I was never faithful
And I was never one to trust
Borderlining schizo
And guaranteed to cause a fuss
I was never loyal
Except to my own pleasure zone
I'm forever black-eyed
A product of a broken home
I was never faithful
And I was never one to trust
Borderline bipolar
Forever biting on your nuts
I was never grateful
That's why I spend my days alone
I'm forever black-eyed
A product of a broken home (Broken home)
Black-eyed (repeat)
(Placebo- Black Eyed)
~ Blue-Juliet: Well, yeah, she is a Marry Sue. I'm not good at creating characters, so I used me with a little more qualities…. (but my eyes really are green J )
~ Riona- Thanks for pointing that out!
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They finally arrived at Hogwarts. It was a fine, clear night. Harry joined Ron, Neville, Ginny and Hermione in one of the carriages. The road was bumpy as always and none bothered to speak because the carriage made enough noise already.
They arrived at the castle and soon made their way to the Great Hall. Dumbledore held his usual speech, only that this time he added a few things like Voldemort's comeback and the need to stand united. After that he added: "Where there's one, there is not enough strength for war and pain. But where there are two, there's enough strength to vanquish the enemy. So, stand together"
Harry began eating and he was feeling rather bored. The others were talking but he wouldn't bother trying to figure out what about. So he started looking across the great hall. Snape was unchanged. Dumbledore was speaking to professor McGonagall and next to the Potions Master was Lupin. He smiled at Harry and Harry smiled back.
Cho was beautiful as always, but Harry didn't feel anything when looking at her. She was a part of Harry's past now. He actually found her laughter quite annoying and false. She was surrounded by guys and she was talking to them and laughing at their jokes from what Harry could tell. She sometimes ran her hand through her hair and the boys would follow that with hungry expressions. How come he never noticed that before. And how about Cedric? ("Oh, come on, she got over him by now… duuh!")
Slackerbitch, faghag, whore
looks real cute, her lips are sore
Slackerbitch, faghag, whore
dripping sex from every pore
Slackerbitch, faghag, whore
looks real cute, her lips are sore
Slackerbitch, faghag, whore
such a motherfucking bore.
(Placebo- Slackerbitch)
So he continued looking through the Hall until he set eyes upon another girl. Tristessa. ("What on earth made her choose that name?"). She was as bored as him apparently. She was holding her jaw and moving the fork around in her plate. Then she looked up. Directly at Harry. And she smiled and looked at Malfoy who was standing next to her and had asked her something. She was really pretty. Really pretty.
Hermione sat up and said she was going to the Gryffindor tower as she was tired. So Harry sat up and joined her.
"Herm, do you know that girl Tri.... umm... Christina from Slytherin? In the same year as us?
"umm.... Ekans... not personally... no. Honestly, Harry, have you ever seen me hanging out with Slytherins?"
"umm... no.. actually, nobody hangs out with Slytherins"
"No shit, Sherlock! And geee I wonder why?"
Harry smiled but this got him thinking. And he kept on thinking late into the night. Slytherins are alone, whilst the other houses interact. But, the other houses weren't evil. Evil? ALL Slytherins are evil? Sure, as Ron said, there's no witch or wizard who went bad who wasn't in Slytherin. But then, how about Peter Pettigrew? He was a Gryffindor and still was evil, while Snape, a Slytherin wasn't although they both got the chance to follow Voldemort.
And the sorting hat wanted to place HIM in Slytherin. What would have happened if he would have got there? Would Ron not want to speak to him again? Would Hermione keep her distance? ("Honestly, Harry, have you ever seen me hanging out with Slytherins?"). And they are his best friends. Does the house you're in matter that much? For Slytherin it does. Tristessa was kinda… nice, but not evil, Crabbe and Goyle were too stupid to be evil, Pansy was just a slut, not evil, Blaise... well, Harry didn't know Blaise... But Malfoy...? Harry started thinking again. If he would have got into Slytherin would he and Malfoy be friends? ("Whatever.. thank god that is not the case"). Harry dismissed that thought and started realizing that he didn't know people from Slytherin. He knew loads of kids from other houses but Slytherin, no. And he had the feeling that he wasn't the only one. So, Harry, for god knows what reason decided to study Slytherins.
Over the next couple of weeks, Harry found out things about Slytherins that have been going on forever but he never noticed. First of all they all traveled in groups of minimum 3 people, never alone. Secondly, they weren't always the first ones to start a fight (most of the times they were, of course). When a Slytherin was walking alone, other people would pick on him but instantly other Slytherins would appear and do their thing.
You're too complicated, we should separate it.
You're just confiscating, you're exasperating.
This degeneration, mental masturbation.
Think I'll leave it all behind, save this bleeding heart of mine
(Placebo- You Don't Care About Us)
Slytherins were really smart, really good with words and knew everybody's weak spots even though they don't know people personally. They knew where to strike.
But of course, they were insufferable gits too. Their usual sneer and superiority. But only around other people. Amongst themselves they were almost friendly.
They are alone. Nobody else can't stand them and won't even try, so they have solidarity and respect for other ones from their house.
New blood joins this earth
And quickly he's subdued
Through constant pain disgrace
The young boy learns their rules
With time the child draws in
This whipping boy done wrong
Deprived of all his thoughts
The young man struggles on and on he's known
A vow unto his own
That never from this day
His will they'll take away
(Metallica- The Unforgiven)
"What are you staring at Potter?"
Draco's voice woke up Harry who was watching five Slytherins talking and thinking of the above.
"Nothing!"
"You've been acting funny and staring at us all week. Are you planning something?"
"No, Malfoy. And even if I was, you do realize that I wouldn't tell you, don't you?"
"I really don't know exactly how stupid you are. Worth a shot doesn't it? BUT, don't try anything Potter. You wouldn't want to do that."
"Oh, honestly, Malfoy where are the smart remarks?"
Malfoy looked a little surprised ("Smart?") but he wasn't able to answer Potter cause a familiar voice cut him off.
"Hello, boys, am I interrupting something?"
Harry's first thought was "Hi, Tristessa!" but he didn't follow it.
"Hello, Potter"
"ummm.. Hello"
"Come on Draco, we have Herbology and I know how much you love that! You little flower-lover "
Draco gave her smile and was off right behind her.
Harry went back to his thoughts. Malfoy would have 'crushed' anybody from another house if they would have said something like that.
Slytherins stand together. Against and protected from everybody else.
I was never faithful
And I was never one to trust
Borderlining schizo
And guaranteed to cause a fuss
I was never loyal
Except to my own pleasure zone
I'm forever black-eyed
A product of a broken home
I was never faithful
And I was never one to trust
Borderline bipolar
Forever biting on your nuts
I was never grateful
That's why I spend my days alone
I'm forever black-eyed
A product of a broken home (Broken home)
Black-eyed (repeat)
(Placebo- Black Eyed)