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Half way up the stairs Harry stopped dead in his tracks. Did he just hear what he thought he heard? His mother was in Slytherin? How was that even possible? Wasn't she muggleborn? A million questions came to him, each as unanswerable as the next.

Rubbing his head in frustration he continued up to the boys dormitories.

"I'll ask Dumbledore in the morning" he said quietly to himself as he pushed open the door to the rooms.

Harry wandered the row of beds before he came to one with a plain black trunk laid at the foot. He noted that it had 'Jameson' printed in silver cursive writing on the lid.

"Nice" he breathed and leaning over the chest he unlatched the silver lock, pulling the lid up he gasped.

There, within the large case, were three sets of Slytherin robes and the school books he would need for the year to come.

That's if I don't get out of here soon he thought to himself.

Leaning over, Harry pulled out the books he would need for the year and his robes.

He fingered the fine material; it was silk, smooth and cool against his skin.

Laying a set of robes over the end of his bed, he pulled on some pyjamas that Dumbledore provided for him.

They were black, like everything else in the room, with silver lightning bolts printed over the material.

Dumbledore must know more than he's letting on Harry wondered, abruptly Harry dove for his chest and began pulling out the contents of the chest, noting everything that was in there.

"School books, robes, another set of pyjamas...." Harry mumbled hurriedly as he threw everything all over the floor.

Harry felt a rush of relief flood thru him as he pulled out a very old worn map, a large photo album and his invisibility cloak.

He thought he had forgotten them in Gryffindor tower, opening the album a small piece of parchment fell out.

Bending over he picked it up and sat down on the end of his four poster bed.

Mr Jameson, it read.

After you had been sorted and departed my office to the Slytherin common room a very flustered Remus Lupin came into my office.

He had with him a small brown trunk and within it were these items and a rather amazing looking broomstick.

I have placed these items into your new trunk and you may collect your broom from me the next time you visit my office. I have also given you a timetable for the year, as we do not know how long you will stay with us.

Sincerely

Albus Dumbledore

Harry let out a sigh of release and placed the letter back within his new trunk.

His broom was with Dumbledore, he would get it from him tomorrow and he can check his new timetable tomorrow as well.

Crawling under the covers Harry fell exhausted, back onto the pillows, not even changing into his pyjamas and waited for sleep to consume him.

Not even realising two other people coming into the dormitory.

Two girls.

One had dark red hair and the other had midnight black.

"Do you really think we should be in here Bella?" the red head asked the other as she glanced over to Harry.

"I mean people are asleep in here, besides I don't want to loose my prefect badge" she gave another look to Harry and quickly did a double take.

Her eyes widened in realisation and she tugged on 'Bella's' arm, pointing a hand at Harry.

"James!" Lily whispered still tugging on the girls arm "Bellatrix, its James!" Lily hissed as she pulled the other girl around.

Bella gave an indignant snort "please Lily, James 'I'm an ass' Potter doesn't have our password, he can't get in here, why?" Bellatrix looked over to the bed Lily was pointing to.

James Potter was lying asleep in a bed that Bella and Lily both knew was reserved for the new boy.

Going for a closer look Bella pulled some of his covers back.

She raised her elegant black eyebrows as her something on the boys forehead caught her eye.

Pushing back his messy black bangs she noticed that it was a scar, shaped like a lightning bolt.

A smile lit her features as she placed a finger over the scar, tracing the shape, but as soon as she touched it, it changed, the now once red scar was now black.

Hearing a gasp she pulled her hand away, to come face to face with the boy.

Piercing green met onyx.

A/N: that's it.

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