Greater Inheritance
Chapter 5 – Back To Hogwarts
The last week before term was a lot quieter than previous weeks, and it almost seemed that Harry had turned rather depressed. However, as Snape didn't really know Harry that well, he couldn't really judge what could be considered a depressed Harry Potter.
Harry kept to the library for the most part, as he continued his own research in charms, and the new subjects he was to begin that school year. Late in the week with Harry's birthday, Snape had taken him down to London where he'd taken his apparition test and passed with flying colours. Little did they know he'd been able to apparate for a while, along with a few other little tricks he preferred most people not to know about.
This of course left Snape to leave for Hogwarts with just the weekend left before school, meaning Harry was alone with the house elves. This time however, Harry took to do a little brush up on his magic.
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Harry apparated to Kings Cross Station as Tilin brought his trunk and set in on a trolley before wishing him a good year. Harry nodded as the elf left then took over the trolley as he strolled down the platform.
"HARRY!!" A female voice yelled down the platform, followed by a bushy haired Gryffindor bolting down the platform alongside the train.
"Hey," Harry sounded neither here nor there.
"How come I didn't here from you all summer?" She gave him a fierce hug.
"Why don't you ask Ron?" Harry said tersely.
"Pardon?" Hermione asked incredulously.
"Mr Weasley has warned me against you, now that I've inherited." Harry explained. "In fact why don't you see for yourself?" He pointed over her shoulder where he saw Ron storming over from the barrier.
"Oh dear!"
"Hermione! Get away from that prick." Ron yelled before he'd even gotten within twenty metres of them.
"Ron. What's wrong with you? Last term you were fine."
"That was before HE became Master Potter, heir or fame and fortune. He's probably already snobbed us off for Malfoy!" Ron sneered.
"See, 'Mione. Now you know why I didn't write."
"Let's go 'Mione." Ron grabbed Hermione's arm as he arrived and attempted to drag her away.
"No Ron."
"Don't worry 'Mione. Just remember I do love you, no matter what happens." Harry gave her another hug, as she allowed herself to be dragged away.
"Harry, what do you mean? Harry?" She yelled back along the platform, until the Weasleys enveloped her again.
Turning back around, Harry saw another student he'd come to know rather well.
"Hey HAZ! How's it goin?" Draco came up to Harry and they high-fived each other.
"How was your last week?"
"Apart form another tea party." Harry caught the insinuation behind these words, "Not too bad."
"And were you invited to join their tea party?"
"Thank Merlin NO!"
Theirs seemed to be a jovial reunion, which caused all heads to turn, considering at the end of last term, they'd been enemies.
"Shall we?" Draco motioned to a compartment.
"Shall we, Princess?" Harry poked him in the side again.
"Heroes first."
"NO. I insist. Princess's first."
They jumped into the compartment, stowing their trunks aboard; the platform deathly silent.
"That went rather well." Draco commented as they sat down laughing.
"You think? I thought it was bloody hilarious." Draco sat back with his legs propped up on the seat next to Draco.
"So. How was your last week?"
"Boring. Sev took me to get my apparation licence on Thursday."
"When was your birthday?" Draco asked incredulously.
"On the 31st."
"You bastard."
"What? Why?"
"I gotta get you something for your birthday."
"Don't worry bout it Drake."
"Leave it." Draco held his hand out to stop Harry refusing him.
Harry harrumphed. Sitting back for a while, the train soon took off. Soon enough the lunch trolley came past and the two seventh years took a couple of chocolate frogs each.
After a lot of worthless banter, Harry had to ask, "Where's dumb and dumber?"
"Crabbe and Goyle?" Draco laughed at the tittle, "Gave them the year off. Nah, they're in another compartment probably. Which is definitely a relief."
"I bet. Do I-"
"Don't worry. I've told them to bugger off this year. To tell you the truth, they're probably the ones that were dragging me down. Along with other distractions." Draco murmured the part, but which was still caught by Harry.
"Like what?"
"You. I had to keep up the torture."
"Really. Is that the reason?"
"Yeah. Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Nothing, Princess, nothing."
"I guess we'd better get into uniform. Don't you have to make rounds, Mr Hero Head Boy?" Draco stood to go to his trunk.
"Probably." Harry made no show of moving.
"Move Hero. Hogwarts robes, now!" Draco ordered and Harry made a pout.
Draco had to sit down again, his legs nearly gave out on him. "Come on Harry. You have to do your duties." Draco made to whine.
"Oh alright, Princess." Harry stood and stretched up to get his trunk, but distinctly heard Draco's breath catch. interesting.
With a quick spell, Harry was dressed in the usual pants and shirt. As he pulled out his tie, he sat down as he looked at it.
"Wrong colours." Draco stated the obvious as he took a seat opposite Harry, knees touching.
"I know." Harry closed his eyes, the thought in his mind to change the colours to Slytherin's. Opening them again, it was done.
"Harry, that was wandless magic."
"I know, Princess Obvious." Harry quietly tied the tie around his neck and got his Hogwarts robes out. Draco took them out of his hands and closed his own eyes a moment, with another thought it had the Slytherin badge. Draco handed the robes back, shrugging his shoulders at Harry's unspoken question.
"I trust you to keep it a secret, seeing as you keep your own a secret."
"Not even Herm, or Ron or even Dumbledore know about it." Harry confessed, digging through his belongings, he brought out the badge and reluctantly fastened it on. Wand now inside his robes, he stood in front of Draco for his opinion.
"Nice. Very nice indeed."
With a knock on the door, it opened wide to allow Hermione in. With a quick look to the new colours, she kept her mouth shut.
"Remember Hermione." He rubbed her arm affectionately. "Lets go do rounds. Seeya Drake."
He left a fuming Draco back in the compartment and followed Hermione down the train. She pulled open another compartment and walked in, closing it behind her. Luckily it was empty.
"What happened Harry?"
"Where do you want me to start?" Harry slumped into a seat.
"What happened at the end of last term?" she sat opposite him, taking his hand in her own.
"Dursley's moved, so I had to stay at Hogwarts. Dumbledore told me about the inheritance, and a few days later they died. On the day I was to leave, I got there early and for reasons unknown, tried the Sorting Hat again. It resorted me to Slytherin."
"Where'd Draco come into this?"
"When I was at Hogwarts, Snape suggested that we get to know each other, and he wrote a letter. We wrote a few letters to each other, and when I got to Poulnabrone, Draco visited one day. We've been getting along really well since."
"And what about all the taunts and fights for the last six years?" she was having a little trouble keeping her anger under control.
"I'm not sure. I'm still trying to work everything out. There's some big secret I'm missing at the moment about him. I'm working on it, but it's going slow." Harry seemed exasperated as he slumped back into the seat.
Hermione's gaze softened at his obvious confusion. "If it helps, I did notice something on the way out. He got awfully peeved when you were affectionate with me."
"Do you . . . . . think . . . .he's jealous?"
"It's an answer for the past six years. He was trying to get your attention."
"And he was saying that I always used to distract him in class."
"That may be it." Hermione sat back in the chair and regarded the former Gryffindor, as he tried to assimilate all this new information.
"Lets do rounds." Harry stood up and went back out into the corridor.
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Three quarter's of an hour later, Harry returned to Draco's compartment, sitting opposite him with a new frame of mind.
"You right, Draco?" He questioned the boy staring out the window,
"Yeah." Draco didn't look away.
"Hey," Harry manually turned Draco's face from the window, "What?"
"Nothing, Hero. Anything happen on rounds?"
"A lot of weird looks."
"How boring." Draco seemed to liven up slowly.
"Yeah well, I guess we'll see the reaction en mass, when we get to Hogwarts."
Draco laughed maniacally, and Harry just smirked.
The rest of the ride was in silence, and finally they arrived to the darkened grounds of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Harry and Draco had a carriage to themselves as it trundled up the long driveway up to the castle.
"You ready for this?" Draco enquired as they stepped out on to the stairs, up into the foyer before the Great Hall.
"Yeah. Let's to this."
Harry and Draco strode into the Great Hall together, side-by-side and made their way to the Slytherin table. Students from all tables watched curiously as they sat together and soon the noise of chatter was unbearably loud. When all the students were seated, Dumbledore motioned for silence and McGonagall led the first years into the hall before the sorting hat.
Fifteen minutes later, each house had gained several new students, and Dumbledore had stood to make his speech; the sad look still hadn't left his eyes.
"As you may have already noticed, Mr Harry Potter has been resorted into Slytherin. This took place during the holidays. Might I also announce that this year's Head Boy is Mr Potter, and that the Head Girl is Miss Hermione Granger."
The students politely clapped before the feast was set before them.
"What happen Potter?" Millicent spoke first at the Slytherin table.
"When I went to see Dumbledore, I got there early and he wasn't there. I just put the hat on again and it put me in Slytherin. Dumbledore heard and so I was transferred."
"Well, Draco seems to have accepted you. We'll see if we can do the same."
"Thanks." Harry took a swallow of the pumpkin juice in front of him. The meal progressed almost like normal, as everyone chatted about the holidays. What surprised him, was that most seemed to hold very little regard for Voldemort. They thought he was just a cracked up old idiot.
When dessert came, he couldn't stand it anymore, and he had to look over to the Gryffindor table. Directly in his line of vision, was one Ronald Weasley glaring daggers at him. The other Gryffindor's tried to distract him, but he held his glare at Harry.
"Harry. Don't worry bout him. He can't have been that great a friend seeing as he's turned on you. It seems Hermione understands."
"No, Ron's just stupid." Harry sighed.
"I could have told you that!" Blaise piped up from his ice cream.
Harry couldn't help but laugh at that, which only made Ron's glare intensify. Soon enough dessert was over too, and Dumbledore had conducted his annual speech about the rules. This year's defence teacher was quite a young woman named Aneesah Willow. She seemed too young to have been a teacher long, and she had big black glasses and seemed to drop an awful lot of things. But at least she seemed nice enough.
Once the feast was over, Draco led Harry to the Slytherin common room. The new password, tempus fugit, was given and they entered the leather and snake filled rooms. Draco and Blaise showed Harry around until Professor Snape arrived.
"Mr Potter?" Snape took Harry out into the corridor for a private word. "How is Slytherin treating you?"
"Rather well actually."
"Well, I came to give you some notes about your duties as Head Boy and also to show you to your room." Harry was led a little way down the corridor to an ornate Celtic tapestry. "You can choose your own password."
"Umm. How about, umm. Princess Obvious." Harry thought off the top of his head.
"I won't ask." Snape shook his head as the tapestry was pulled up to the side as if by an invisible rope, to reveal an oak door. Turning the handle, Harry was presented with a cosy room with a roaring fire. The furniture was made of more oak, whilst all the coverings and other materials were all of a dark forest green.
"Nice," Harry commented as he noticed his trunk already placed at the end of the big four-poster bed.
"Well then, Harry. Read this tonight. If you have any questions, not just about Slytherin or Head Boy duties, you know where my room is."
"Thanks, Professor."
"Well. I do believe I've been civil enough for one night. I'll be out terrorizing students if you need me." He swept out the room with a maniacal smirk on his face, bat robes flying behind him.
Taking a little exploration around the room, Harry discovered the room to be quite similar to his own except nowhere near as large, and there was only a small table against one of the walls. There was also another door, which Harry followed, to find that it led to one of the corridors of Slytherin dormitories.
Coming down the stairs, he surprised Draco, as he seemed to appear out of nowhere, taking a seat and propping his feet up in Draco's lap.
"Comfy Master Potter?" Draco sneered, but had a light in his eyes that showed his laughter.
Harry nodded as he leant back.
"How bout you show me this room of yours." He picked up Harry's feet and dropped them on the ground, grabbing one of his arms and dragged him to his feet.
"Keep your shirt on!" He led Draco out into the corridor and down to the tapestry. "Princess Obvious." He spoke the password at which Draco punched him in the shoulder.
"You should have seen Sev's face then." Harry grinned as Draco growled.
Walking inside, Draco looked around for himself before making himself comfy. "How do you like Slytherin?"
"Not too bad really."
"We're not all evil, hey."
"I noticed there weren't many all that fond of Voldemort." Harry commented as he sat on his new bed.
"We're not stupid either. He's a power hungry idiot who thinks he's still got power to destroy you and take over the world."
"But he's persistent if anything."
"Another blunder."
"Yeah I guess." By this time Draco had joined Harry on the bed as they talked.
They turned silent as they both thought about Voldemort. A few minutes later, Draco stood quickly.
"Erm, I'd better go." He said quickly as he made his way to the door.
"Sure, Drake. But go this way. It'll take you back to the dormitories."
"Thanks, Haz. I'll see you in the morning?" Draco seemed uncharacteristically nervous.
"Yeah. Night."
Draco quickly disappeared down the little tunnel that led to Slytherin. Harry closed the door and made his way to the en suite bathroom to conduct his nightly ritual before going to bed; he'd think about Draco's behaviour latter.
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The next morning, Harry forwent his usual morning run in favour of a bit of a sleep-in. But it seemed he over slept a little as he was woken by a fully clothed Draco who looked a tad flustered.
"I'm up Dray." Harry muttered as he got out of bed, clad only in a pair of black boxers. Seeing as really, Harry was still half asleep, he didn't really notice the way Draco nearly drooled over his nearly naked, six-foot body.
Five minutes later, Harry was dressed and ready to face their first day of seventh year. Strolling down the corridors, they made their way to the Great Hall for breakfast. Soon enough the timetables arrived, they smirked at each other as they found they had identical timetables except for Wednesday nights when he had a prefect meeting which was followed by occulmency with Professor Snape.
Quickly eating a couple of pieces of toast, they're usual breakfast since when they were at Poulnabrone, they made their way to their first class: Potions with the Gryffindor's.
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EverWinter
Chapter 5 – Back To Hogwarts
The last week before term was a lot quieter than previous weeks, and it almost seemed that Harry had turned rather depressed. However, as Snape didn't really know Harry that well, he couldn't really judge what could be considered a depressed Harry Potter.
Harry kept to the library for the most part, as he continued his own research in charms, and the new subjects he was to begin that school year. Late in the week with Harry's birthday, Snape had taken him down to London where he'd taken his apparition test and passed with flying colours. Little did they know he'd been able to apparate for a while, along with a few other little tricks he preferred most people not to know about.
This of course left Snape to leave for Hogwarts with just the weekend left before school, meaning Harry was alone with the house elves. This time however, Harry took to do a little brush up on his magic.
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Harry apparated to Kings Cross Station as Tilin brought his trunk and set in on a trolley before wishing him a good year. Harry nodded as the elf left then took over the trolley as he strolled down the platform.
"HARRY!!" A female voice yelled down the platform, followed by a bushy haired Gryffindor bolting down the platform alongside the train.
"Hey," Harry sounded neither here nor there.
"How come I didn't here from you all summer?" She gave him a fierce hug.
"Why don't you ask Ron?" Harry said tersely.
"Pardon?" Hermione asked incredulously.
"Mr Weasley has warned me against you, now that I've inherited." Harry explained. "In fact why don't you see for yourself?" He pointed over her shoulder where he saw Ron storming over from the barrier.
"Oh dear!"
"Hermione! Get away from that prick." Ron yelled before he'd even gotten within twenty metres of them.
"Ron. What's wrong with you? Last term you were fine."
"That was before HE became Master Potter, heir or fame and fortune. He's probably already snobbed us off for Malfoy!" Ron sneered.
"See, 'Mione. Now you know why I didn't write."
"Let's go 'Mione." Ron grabbed Hermione's arm as he arrived and attempted to drag her away.
"No Ron."
"Don't worry 'Mione. Just remember I do love you, no matter what happens." Harry gave her another hug, as she allowed herself to be dragged away.
"Harry, what do you mean? Harry?" She yelled back along the platform, until the Weasleys enveloped her again.
Turning back around, Harry saw another student he'd come to know rather well.
"Hey HAZ! How's it goin?" Draco came up to Harry and they high-fived each other.
"How was your last week?"
"Apart form another tea party." Harry caught the insinuation behind these words, "Not too bad."
"And were you invited to join their tea party?"
"Thank Merlin NO!"
Theirs seemed to be a jovial reunion, which caused all heads to turn, considering at the end of last term, they'd been enemies.
"Shall we?" Draco motioned to a compartment.
"Shall we, Princess?" Harry poked him in the side again.
"Heroes first."
"NO. I insist. Princess's first."
They jumped into the compartment, stowing their trunks aboard; the platform deathly silent.
"That went rather well." Draco commented as they sat down laughing.
"You think? I thought it was bloody hilarious." Draco sat back with his legs propped up on the seat next to Draco.
"So. How was your last week?"
"Boring. Sev took me to get my apparation licence on Thursday."
"When was your birthday?" Draco asked incredulously.
"On the 31st."
"You bastard."
"What? Why?"
"I gotta get you something for your birthday."
"Don't worry bout it Drake."
"Leave it." Draco held his hand out to stop Harry refusing him.
Harry harrumphed. Sitting back for a while, the train soon took off. Soon enough the lunch trolley came past and the two seventh years took a couple of chocolate frogs each.
After a lot of worthless banter, Harry had to ask, "Where's dumb and dumber?"
"Crabbe and Goyle?" Draco laughed at the tittle, "Gave them the year off. Nah, they're in another compartment probably. Which is definitely a relief."
"I bet. Do I-"
"Don't worry. I've told them to bugger off this year. To tell you the truth, they're probably the ones that were dragging me down. Along with other distractions." Draco murmured the part, but which was still caught by Harry.
"Like what?"
"You. I had to keep up the torture."
"Really. Is that the reason?"
"Yeah. Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Nothing, Princess, nothing."
"I guess we'd better get into uniform. Don't you have to make rounds, Mr Hero Head Boy?" Draco stood to go to his trunk.
"Probably." Harry made no show of moving.
"Move Hero. Hogwarts robes, now!" Draco ordered and Harry made a pout.
Draco had to sit down again, his legs nearly gave out on him. "Come on Harry. You have to do your duties." Draco made to whine.
"Oh alright, Princess." Harry stood and stretched up to get his trunk, but distinctly heard Draco's breath catch. interesting.
With a quick spell, Harry was dressed in the usual pants and shirt. As he pulled out his tie, he sat down as he looked at it.
"Wrong colours." Draco stated the obvious as he took a seat opposite Harry, knees touching.
"I know." Harry closed his eyes, the thought in his mind to change the colours to Slytherin's. Opening them again, it was done.
"Harry, that was wandless magic."
"I know, Princess Obvious." Harry quietly tied the tie around his neck and got his Hogwarts robes out. Draco took them out of his hands and closed his own eyes a moment, with another thought it had the Slytherin badge. Draco handed the robes back, shrugging his shoulders at Harry's unspoken question.
"I trust you to keep it a secret, seeing as you keep your own a secret."
"Not even Herm, or Ron or even Dumbledore know about it." Harry confessed, digging through his belongings, he brought out the badge and reluctantly fastened it on. Wand now inside his robes, he stood in front of Draco for his opinion.
"Nice. Very nice indeed."
With a knock on the door, it opened wide to allow Hermione in. With a quick look to the new colours, she kept her mouth shut.
"Remember Hermione." He rubbed her arm affectionately. "Lets go do rounds. Seeya Drake."
He left a fuming Draco back in the compartment and followed Hermione down the train. She pulled open another compartment and walked in, closing it behind her. Luckily it was empty.
"What happened Harry?"
"Where do you want me to start?" Harry slumped into a seat.
"What happened at the end of last term?" she sat opposite him, taking his hand in her own.
"Dursley's moved, so I had to stay at Hogwarts. Dumbledore told me about the inheritance, and a few days later they died. On the day I was to leave, I got there early and for reasons unknown, tried the Sorting Hat again. It resorted me to Slytherin."
"Where'd Draco come into this?"
"When I was at Hogwarts, Snape suggested that we get to know each other, and he wrote a letter. We wrote a few letters to each other, and when I got to Poulnabrone, Draco visited one day. We've been getting along really well since."
"And what about all the taunts and fights for the last six years?" she was having a little trouble keeping her anger under control.
"I'm not sure. I'm still trying to work everything out. There's some big secret I'm missing at the moment about him. I'm working on it, but it's going slow." Harry seemed exasperated as he slumped back into the seat.
Hermione's gaze softened at his obvious confusion. "If it helps, I did notice something on the way out. He got awfully peeved when you were affectionate with me."
"Do you . . . . . think . . . .he's jealous?"
"It's an answer for the past six years. He was trying to get your attention."
"And he was saying that I always used to distract him in class."
"That may be it." Hermione sat back in the chair and regarded the former Gryffindor, as he tried to assimilate all this new information.
"Lets do rounds." Harry stood up and went back out into the corridor.
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Three quarter's of an hour later, Harry returned to Draco's compartment, sitting opposite him with a new frame of mind.
"You right, Draco?" He questioned the boy staring out the window,
"Yeah." Draco didn't look away.
"Hey," Harry manually turned Draco's face from the window, "What?"
"Nothing, Hero. Anything happen on rounds?"
"A lot of weird looks."
"How boring." Draco seemed to liven up slowly.
"Yeah well, I guess we'll see the reaction en mass, when we get to Hogwarts."
Draco laughed maniacally, and Harry just smirked.
The rest of the ride was in silence, and finally they arrived to the darkened grounds of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Harry and Draco had a carriage to themselves as it trundled up the long driveway up to the castle.
"You ready for this?" Draco enquired as they stepped out on to the stairs, up into the foyer before the Great Hall.
"Yeah. Let's to this."
Harry and Draco strode into the Great Hall together, side-by-side and made their way to the Slytherin table. Students from all tables watched curiously as they sat together and soon the noise of chatter was unbearably loud. When all the students were seated, Dumbledore motioned for silence and McGonagall led the first years into the hall before the sorting hat.
Fifteen minutes later, each house had gained several new students, and Dumbledore had stood to make his speech; the sad look still hadn't left his eyes.
"As you may have already noticed, Mr Harry Potter has been resorted into Slytherin. This took place during the holidays. Might I also announce that this year's Head Boy is Mr Potter, and that the Head Girl is Miss Hermione Granger."
The students politely clapped before the feast was set before them.
"What happen Potter?" Millicent spoke first at the Slytherin table.
"When I went to see Dumbledore, I got there early and he wasn't there. I just put the hat on again and it put me in Slytherin. Dumbledore heard and so I was transferred."
"Well, Draco seems to have accepted you. We'll see if we can do the same."
"Thanks." Harry took a swallow of the pumpkin juice in front of him. The meal progressed almost like normal, as everyone chatted about the holidays. What surprised him, was that most seemed to hold very little regard for Voldemort. They thought he was just a cracked up old idiot.
When dessert came, he couldn't stand it anymore, and he had to look over to the Gryffindor table. Directly in his line of vision, was one Ronald Weasley glaring daggers at him. The other Gryffindor's tried to distract him, but he held his glare at Harry.
"Harry. Don't worry bout him. He can't have been that great a friend seeing as he's turned on you. It seems Hermione understands."
"No, Ron's just stupid." Harry sighed.
"I could have told you that!" Blaise piped up from his ice cream.
Harry couldn't help but laugh at that, which only made Ron's glare intensify. Soon enough dessert was over too, and Dumbledore had conducted his annual speech about the rules. This year's defence teacher was quite a young woman named Aneesah Willow. She seemed too young to have been a teacher long, and she had big black glasses and seemed to drop an awful lot of things. But at least she seemed nice enough.
Once the feast was over, Draco led Harry to the Slytherin common room. The new password, tempus fugit, was given and they entered the leather and snake filled rooms. Draco and Blaise showed Harry around until Professor Snape arrived.
"Mr Potter?" Snape took Harry out into the corridor for a private word. "How is Slytherin treating you?"
"Rather well actually."
"Well, I came to give you some notes about your duties as Head Boy and also to show you to your room." Harry was led a little way down the corridor to an ornate Celtic tapestry. "You can choose your own password."
"Umm. How about, umm. Princess Obvious." Harry thought off the top of his head.
"I won't ask." Snape shook his head as the tapestry was pulled up to the side as if by an invisible rope, to reveal an oak door. Turning the handle, Harry was presented with a cosy room with a roaring fire. The furniture was made of more oak, whilst all the coverings and other materials were all of a dark forest green.
"Nice," Harry commented as he noticed his trunk already placed at the end of the big four-poster bed.
"Well then, Harry. Read this tonight. If you have any questions, not just about Slytherin or Head Boy duties, you know where my room is."
"Thanks, Professor."
"Well. I do believe I've been civil enough for one night. I'll be out terrorizing students if you need me." He swept out the room with a maniacal smirk on his face, bat robes flying behind him.
Taking a little exploration around the room, Harry discovered the room to be quite similar to his own except nowhere near as large, and there was only a small table against one of the walls. There was also another door, which Harry followed, to find that it led to one of the corridors of Slytherin dormitories.
Coming down the stairs, he surprised Draco, as he seemed to appear out of nowhere, taking a seat and propping his feet up in Draco's lap.
"Comfy Master Potter?" Draco sneered, but had a light in his eyes that showed his laughter.
Harry nodded as he leant back.
"How bout you show me this room of yours." He picked up Harry's feet and dropped them on the ground, grabbing one of his arms and dragged him to his feet.
"Keep your shirt on!" He led Draco out into the corridor and down to the tapestry. "Princess Obvious." He spoke the password at which Draco punched him in the shoulder.
"You should have seen Sev's face then." Harry grinned as Draco growled.
Walking inside, Draco looked around for himself before making himself comfy. "How do you like Slytherin?"
"Not too bad really."
"We're not all evil, hey."
"I noticed there weren't many all that fond of Voldemort." Harry commented as he sat on his new bed.
"We're not stupid either. He's a power hungry idiot who thinks he's still got power to destroy you and take over the world."
"But he's persistent if anything."
"Another blunder."
"Yeah I guess." By this time Draco had joined Harry on the bed as they talked.
They turned silent as they both thought about Voldemort. A few minutes later, Draco stood quickly.
"Erm, I'd better go." He said quickly as he made his way to the door.
"Sure, Drake. But go this way. It'll take you back to the dormitories."
"Thanks, Haz. I'll see you in the morning?" Draco seemed uncharacteristically nervous.
"Yeah. Night."
Draco quickly disappeared down the little tunnel that led to Slytherin. Harry closed the door and made his way to the en suite bathroom to conduct his nightly ritual before going to bed; he'd think about Draco's behaviour latter.
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The next morning, Harry forwent his usual morning run in favour of a bit of a sleep-in. But it seemed he over slept a little as he was woken by a fully clothed Draco who looked a tad flustered.
"I'm up Dray." Harry muttered as he got out of bed, clad only in a pair of black boxers. Seeing as really, Harry was still half asleep, he didn't really notice the way Draco nearly drooled over his nearly naked, six-foot body.
Five minutes later, Harry was dressed and ready to face their first day of seventh year. Strolling down the corridors, they made their way to the Great Hall for breakfast. Soon enough the timetables arrived, they smirked at each other as they found they had identical timetables except for Wednesday nights when he had a prefect meeting which was followed by occulmency with Professor Snape.
Quickly eating a couple of pieces of toast, they're usual breakfast since when they were at Poulnabrone, they made their way to their first class: Potions with the Gryffindor's.
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