In Which Nothing Happens
"Has anyone seen Harry?" Pansy asked as she joined her fellow year mates on the way the breakfast.
"Not since last night when he came down to talk to Draco." Blaise told her.
"Oh. Well I haven't seen him since then. He didn't even stay in the Slytherin rooms last night. Wonder where he's at." Pansy asked.
"What does it matter? At least we're rid of him for a little while. Maybe he went back to the Gryffindor tower." Draco commented.
"What is you problem?" Pansy stopped in the hall and struck a defensive poise with her hands on her hips.
" I don't have any problem, it's you that does. He's Potter. He's not our friend never has been, but you are treating him as if we didn't hate him. We hate Potter, we have never been buddy buddy with Potter. So stop acting like it!" Draco fussed and stormed off to breakfast. Crabbe and Goyle followed him.
"Sorry Pans…..He is right." Blaise followed them. Pansy rolled her eyes at them.
"Stupid little boys." She commented and a second year Hufflepuff that walked by looked at her funny. She growled and they ran. She shrugged and followed after the others. Harry calmly stepped around the corner and stared at them for a moment before taking off back to Snape's rooms.
"What are you doing back here? I thought you had to catch up with your friends." Severus asked. As much as Dumbledore tried, Severus refused to eat breakfast and lunch with the rest of the Hogwarts population. He saw enough of the students during the day, no need to have to see them when he doesn't absolutely need to. Harry plopped himself down on the couch, which had become his permanent residents lately and probably would remain so.
"Yes well. Things change. I'm eating breakfast down here. I have potions for my first class anyways." Harry commented.
"That means you will read the chapter I have assigned for today, and you will not botch your potion because you have memorized the steps and ingredients by class." If Harry was going to eat lunch with him, then Harry was going to do something useful. Plus it would keep him quite.
"Fine." Harry said and grabbed his potion book and went into the kitchen. He grab a plate of food and sat down with his book open, munching on toast as he read. Snape joined him and they ate their breakfast in silence. Thirty minutes later they were on their way to potions.
"Sit with me Harry?" Hermione asked cautiously. After much thought she had to admit to herself that she had been petty when speaking with Harry on the train. Not everyone wanted everybody else to delve into their deep, dark secrets. She didn't want Harry or Ron to know everything that went on in her life and she shouldn't have tried to force Harry to speak when she knew he didn't want to. It didn't matter how much Harry changed, he was still like a brother to her and you didn't let things get in the way of your family.
"Are you going to give me a reason to regret it?" Harry raised one eyebrow and smirked when he saw the irritated glances Ron was sending their way.
"Do shut up and sit down Harry. He's being a right ass anyways. Maybe sometime in the next twenty years he will realize that we are all in fact human." Hermione smiled at him. Harry shook with mirth as he set down beside her. He had no reason to be a bitch to her. She hadn't known at the time what she was doing. Hermione was a think first act later unless one of her friends pushed her to it, and Harry figured Ron must have been a part of the decision to bother him on the train. Jealous bigot.
"Turn to page 25. You will work on this potion today and tomorrow you will add the final ingredient. If your potion does not have the desired effects clearly stated at the bottom of page 27 you will be required to write a two foot paragraph on what you did wrong and why it cause a different reaction." Snape finished with his 'Shut up and die' death glare at the students. Oh the rapture and joy of Slytherin/Gryffindor 6th year potions.
"So how's the dumb fuck been treating you?" Harry asked Hermione without glancing towards her. Snape didn't care if you talked during his class as long as you didn't mess up a potion or bother him.
"He's awful. Parading around like he owns Gryffindor. You know we were dating until I found him with Lavender, and then he had the nerve to try to apologize to me with her still naked in his bed. I've sworn off Gryffindor boys. A right bunch of jackasses they have become. Well Seamus and Dean aren't all that bad, but that could be cause they are sleeping with each other now instead of girls. It's like a mad house." Hermione told him the latest gossip around the school and all the other good stuff he had missed the first couple of days. Most thought Hermione to be in her own little world and ignored her presence, but she was very attentive and could tell you were lying from a mile away.
"Well you could always spend time with lil' ole me and you wouldn't have to put up with all of them. I will protect you from the asses of hell." Harry told her in a devilish voice. She glanced at him from the side and tried to hide her laughter. Maybe this change wasn't so bad. Maybe she liked the new Harry.
"And what do you find so funny Miss. Granger?" Professor Snape looked up and asked at the sounded of giggles.
"Ummm…." Hermione looked to Harry desperately. Harry scribbled something on his notes and slid it just into Hermions view.
Tell him 'Evidently you are hearing things because I am certainly not happy about anything at the moment.' Just do it Hermione.
"Evidently you are hearing things because I am certainly not happy about anything at the moment Professor." Hermione said. She didn't sound confident or arrogant, she said it as would someone who hadn't the time for such trivial matters. She continued to work on her potion as she talked. Snape got himself up and stalked towards the back of the room where the only table that possessed a Gryffindor and Slytherin was.
"Evidently Miss. Granger I heard you giggle. Please refrain from saying things Mr. Potter tells you to. It will only make more trouble for the both of you." Snape said in a deadly tone. Hermione ignored him and whacked Harry in the back of the head. He turned to her and glared a moment before shrugging his shoulders and turning towards Severus.
"It was my fault. I'm ever so sorry sir. It's just that…. That I couldn't help but to laugh at the big red blob that has become a monstrosity." Harry said in his most innocent voice.
"The big red blob of monstrosity Potter? You have proven the articles true. It's time to lock you up in the mad house." Snape turned and stalked towards his desk so that he wouldn't burst out laughing . Weasley a big red blob of monstrosity….The boy got more creative everyday. He controlled his urged to laugh and turned towards their table.
"Detention tonight at 7 for making fun of Mr. Weasley. Both of you." He had to protect his reputation. Might as well add some more, just to scare everyone, "10 points to Slytherin and Gryffindor for your accurate description by the way." Yes, the sweet fear of his students. He just gave points to Gryffindor. Oh the horror. It just made his day.
Soon enough potions class was over and Harry and Hermione had to make their way to astrology. Ron muttered something about junior death eaters, whores, and dark lords as they passed by. Harry burst out laughing and Hermione just followed him, shaking her head at his weird behavior.
"Well this was a nice way to start off the school year wouldn't you say Hermione?" Harry asked her. It was dinner time and they had been shunned away from most of the school. Part were with Ron and the Gryffindors; they believed Harry to be the next Dark Lord, and didn' t trust Hermione because she was socializing with the enemy. The other part didn't like him to begin with and still didn't like him. Except for Pansy, she seemed to except him and talked with him when Hermione wasn't around. Damn… She had even spoken with Hermione today.
"I'd say t'was very nice. Us against the world I'd say. Well except for Pansy, she was rather nice. Nothing like I presumed her to be." Hermione commented.
"That my dear is why we do not presume to know anything." Harry commented trying to sound wise.
"That was a good attempt but you need a more old, raspy voice to pull it off." Hermione told him. Harry's shoulder slumped.
"I know. I'm working on it. Anyways, what do you have planned for tonight?" Harry casually asked her. Hermions eyes rose from her book.
"Why Mr. Potter do you have plans for us?" She quirked one eyebrow. Harry flashed her a dashing smile.
"Miss. Granger, you are cordially invited to the Room of Requirement to celebrate our upstanding reputation with society. A back to school party of the sorts." Harry stood bowed and held his hand out for her. She closed her books and took his hand. They looped their arms together and walked calmly out of the hall with their heads held high. Harry began to snicker once they were out side and with a glance towards Hermione they took off at a dash towards the Room of Requirement.
"Do you hear something Draco?" Pansy asked as she glanced around the corner. They were patrolling. It was the Slytherin perfects night to take this part of the school.
"Yes. It sounds to be coming from the other side of the wall." Draco said as he leaned his head against the wall listening. He could faintly hear music and wild laughter. Pansy just paced behind him a couple of time before stopping and gasping. Draco turned towards her.
"What is it Pansy?" He asked.
"Look. There's a door. I could have sworn there was no door there a minute ago." She told him, pointing towards the door. Draco turned around and was surprised to find a door where he had been leaning the moment before. He reached out and turned the knob, opening the door to where he could peer through a small gap. He was immediately assaulted with loud music and drunken singing. He ushered Pansy forward with his hand and they slipped into the room unnoticed.
"What the hell?" Draco asked aloud. Potter and Granger were drunk as fuck playing twister. Harry looked up and slipped a little but caught himself before he fell.
"Join us sexy one!" Harry yelled as he reached for the spinner again. He couldn't reach it from the position he was in. Pansy looked at Draco and shrugged.
"There's no way we will win. Might as well join them." She reached down an spun the spinner for Harry.
"Come on Harry. Just reach over that way." Hermione instructed Harry, who's sight seemed to be impaired from large consumption of alcohol. "Okay Pansy, your turn." She said happily as Harry finally found a green dot. Pansy spun the spinner again and soon they convinced Draco to join them and they had an all out twister mess.
"Didn't you two have detention with Professor Snape tonight?" Draco asked. It was weird to have a conversation with someone who's face was about two inches away from yours, but they were trapped and Harry wouldn't remember any of it in the morning anyways.
"Well damn. I'll have to make it up to him." Harry said. He then shrugged and focused on other things. Like what was going to happen because he was slipping…..and unfortunately on the bottom of the pile up.
Harry awoke the next morning with a terrible headache and thirst. He tried to sit up but soon found that he seemed to be weighed down by somebody. The first thing he did was make sure he was still dressed. Yep, all there. He then took it upon himself to identify the person that was using him as a mattress. Draco Malfoy……. How the hell did that happen? He spotted Hermione laying near them and Pansy sprawled out on the couch. He shoved Draco off of him and got up. Four vials of hang-over potion appeared on the end table beside the couch. He didn't know if Draco and Pansy had gotten drunk but he was for sure the he and Hermione had. He gently nudged Hermione till she rolled over and woke up.
"What is it Harry?" She asked as she wiped her eyes.
"Hang- Over potion. We need to get back to our dorms." He told her. She just nodded. He let her borrow the marauders map. He would be using his invisibility cloak. He then woke Pansy up and gave her the potion after she whined about her headache and the light hurting her eyes. He moved on to Draco and tried to get him to wake up but the boy slept like a log.
"Help me out Pansy. How do I wake him up?" He asked. Pansy had gotten over her headache and reached over and slapped Draco. Draco immediately jumped to his feet and looked around for the cause of the fire.
"Where the hell am I Pansy and what the hell is Potter doing with us?" Draco asked. He shot a glare in Harry's direction and Harry sighed at the treatment.
"We got drunk and played twister last night. Now lets just take the hang-over potion and go back to our dorms. Okay? It's to early for any childish fighting." Pansy rubbed her temples. Her headache was coming back full force. Draco just nodded sleepily and did as Pansy told him. Potter even let them travel with him under the invisibility cloak. It was a tight fit and their feet were showing, but it was about four in the morning so Filch would be asleep, hopefully. They reached the Slytherin common rooms without a hitch.
"Good morning! Hope you had a wonderful night. Your on your own now." Harry replied way to happily for someone up this early. Pansy gave the password and she and Draco slipped into the commons room.
"Do you remember last night?" Draco asked. There was really no point for either of them to try and get sleep now. They were both usually up at five and a hour more of sleep would only make them want the sleep more, so they settled in the plush chairs in front of the fire.
"Mostly. Don't worry though, Harry and Hermione were way to drunk by the time we got there to remember anything. They probably wouldn't have even known we were there at all if Harry hadn't woken up first," Pansy stopped for a moment looking around, "Where does he stay at anyways? He's never here in the dorms in the morning or during the evenings."
"I don't know. I don't care. What's this with you calling Potter and Granger by their first names? We may not follow the dark lord but we certainly don't associate with Gryffindor scum Pansy. What's gotten into you?" Draco asked. Pansy glared at him.
"Draco Malfoy, you need to get over these childish tendencies to hold grudges. Weasley I understand, he's Gryffindor scum, but really Draco, what has Harry or Hermione done to you to make you hate them so much. Harry tried to get along with you. He tried to be your friend. Hell, he was flirting with you! But Oh no, Mr. High and Mighty is to stuck up to get over a grudge and grow up! You need to grow up!" Pansy whispered angrily. Damnit, she loved her year mates dearly, but they could be so thick headed sometimes it made her want to scream.
Harry laughed to himself as he made his way to Severus's rooms. He knew it was against the rules for a student to be inside a teachers rooms, but evidently Dumbledore didn't know or didn't care because he had taken up residents on Snape's couch. He had to have a safe place where he could sleep and not have to keep one eye opened at all times. The Gryffindors thought he had racked up with Voldemort and was dead set on taking over the world and killing everyone he didn't like and the Slytherins thought of him as they always had. Only people that talked to him without influence of any sort were Hermion, Pansy, and Severus. It was depressing. He was a outgoing person and he didn't like the hours of silence.
He huffed in annoyance as he threw himself onto the couch and stared at the ceiling. He didn't do anything to anybody. All he did was change houses and the whole school turns against him. He wondered if it was that way in all places. When somebody changes does everyone turn their backs? Is everyone so caught up in themselves and the false morals they believe in to actually see a person and not their brand? Harry drifted off to sleep in the middle of his musings.
Harry's schedule went on in the following months with much peace. He and Hermione spent most of their waking hours together doing class work and whatever else they found to do. They had the occasional scuffle with Ron and the other Gryffindors but that couldn't be helped. The Slytherins only glared at them and personally Harry felt that it had something to do with Pansy. She had all the Slytherin sixth year boys wrapped around her pinky finger and she knew it. Harry annoyed the hell out of Severus and Severus returned the favor two fold without actually taking any points from Slytherin. The man was bloody brilliant! In fact everything had been going so smoothly that Harry was bored. He would almost, almost being the key word, be glad for a word from Voldemort, but his boredom wore on till Christmas.
This chapter was not as good as the last. I am trying to make it a little more serious but keep the humor. I have a better plan for the next chapter so don't give up on it yet!
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