AN: I'd like to make the same question I made in my other story. My idea is Harry Fleur, and that will not change, but I'm not against multi-pairing fanfic. No, there won't be any smut, but the decision on the pairing is yours, mostly.
In this chapter, Harry gets to see some of the consequences of his previous actions and also has his first day of school.
Lots of love,
Me.
By the way, I took the senbon idea from a fanfic I read some time ago, I don't remember the name but it was a crossover with naruto.
Chapter 8
Harry woke up at 5 am as always and laughed when he checked his wards and saw how many people tripped them and why. It looked like the male populace of Slytherin was going to have a hard time getting it hard, the little buggers also tripped the wards on his trunk, oh well, not writing for them, not for today at least. He got up happily and went to get ready for his daily exercises. Once he was ready, he left the common room and took off to find his sister, They had decided that they would continue their normal routine even in Hogwarts.
He was to wait in front of the Fat lady portrait, but he decided to try his luck and enter the Gryffindor common room using the first password from his old world. "Caput Draconis" He told the fat lady, and much to his surprise, she opened the door without even waking up from her sleep. Harry smiled and entered the common room, It looked exactly how he remembered. Harry sat on his favourite couch and waited for his sister to come down.
It was 10 minutes later that his sister came down from her dorm and she was shocked when she saw him there.
"What are you doing here?" She asked curiously.
"I'm waiting for you." He answered and Aria rolled her eyes.
"Yes, I can see that, here in the common room I meant" She replied knowing her brother also knew.
"Well I'm in the common room, waiting for you," in response to his answer, he got hit in the back of the head.
"Stop that! You know what I mean."
"I got in here under my cloak while someone else was entering." He lied but covered it quickly by changing the topic. "Anyway, are you ready to train? I know I am." He said happily causing his sister to look at him weirdly.
"What's gotten you so happy?" Harry's always been a morning person, but he was too bright even by his own standards. They exited the common room under his invisibility cloak, Aria had hers with her, but for the sake of the conversation, they shared his.
"I got to try some of the wards I learnt recently and they seemed to work wonderfully. And the rune wards of the trunk worked perfectly too." He told her with childlike enthusiasm, He didn't like to harm innocents, but the disgrace of his enemies always made him happy.
"What do you mean you got to try new wards? Why would you need that kind of ward in a school? I understand the need for alarm wards and locking harms as well as antitheft wards, but those wads you're referring to are dangerous and can cause serious harm." She asked worriedly.
Harry looked at her and smiled almost sadly at her, she knew that the Slytherins were bullies, but she didn't know the extent of the violence in that place, no one really knew. It was an old tradition, what happens in Slytherin stays there and woe to the tell-tales who dare to speak ill of their own, for they don survive for long. He was thankful for it though, otherwise, his parents wouldn't have let him get in the Slytherin house. There were only a few things you were safe from here at Hogwarts, and that was due to the extensive wards preventing such acts. Aria couldn't understand why he was smiling at her like that and found that she didn't like it.
"Aria, Slytherin is more than the house of bullies. The wards I have are based on intention, 3 people tried to kill me last night, 8 wanted to beat me black and blue, 5 to curse me, and 10 to destroy my things." Aria looked shocked and terrified. "Both our father and godfather are responsible for the ruin and the fall from grace of a lot of families, I'm also a Half-Blood and they hate the fact that I'm a parselmouth which puts me at the top of their food chain. I'm surrounded by wolves there." His sister looked so scared he had to stop and hug her. "it's alright though, word is soon going to spread that I'm not someone you should mess with. Also, please don't tell mum and dad, I swear that I have everything under control. As soon as they realize that they can't touch me they will stop trying anything." He lied to her again, but she already knew enough.
"You promise you'll be alright?" Aria asked, no, pleaded to him. This was one of the downsides of magical twins, the level of attachment was absurd, if 1 twin died the other one would follow either by their own hand or due to a broken heart. Everyone knew about it and everyone accepted it because no matter how unfair it was, magic itself made it that way. That's not to say that it didn't have its perks, shared knowledge, equal magical power, telepathy, shared sixth sense, you name it. Of course, not every set of twins got the same abilities, just the ones that suited them the most.
"Yes Aria, I promise." He tried to put as much honesty in his answer as he could because he meant it, and he wanted to reassure her. Seeing the sincerity in his eyes Aria nodded and grabbed his hand, they continued the walk towards The grouds in the same way, and soon, they were running around the lake throwing stinging hexes at each other and laughing their asses off whenever one of the 2 would fall.
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After the exercise, Harry went back to his dorm and took a shower. Once ready for the day, He went to the common room and waited for Daphne, he wanted to know how was her first night in the dorm. He was levitating a needle above one of his would-be assailants from last night enjoying the look of panic he was sending his way every few moments when he saw Daphne coming downstairs with the rest of her dorm mates.
"Morning girls, Ready for breakfast?" He asked them happily and they looked at him as if they didn't know how to respond, all of them minus Daphne that is. At first, Daphne scowled at him, but then she saw what he was doing with the needle and looked at him with amusement in her eyes. Yeah, she probably knew what he was doing, she was the perfect Slytherin after all.
"Y-yes, sir." Answered a fearful Girl, she had blond hair and chocolate eyes, Tracey Davies if he remembered her name correctly.
"Now, none of that sir business with me. We are year mates, call me Harry, though you can call me Potter if you want to be formal," After saying that, he started towards the doorway to the dungeons and the rest followed until Theodora stopped them to ask something.
"Wait! Why are we following him? Not that there's anything wrong with it, but shouldn't we wait for the prefects? I don't want to get lost before breakfast." Harry chuckled and answered.
"That's a smart question, and in most cases, you'd be right. But today I got up early and did some exploration by myself, and as you could probably guess, I didn't get lost. Still, if you want to wit for the prefects you're free to do so, I'm not going to get mad over something so silly." Nott smiled when he didn't dismiss her or get mad at her
The girls had talked about him last night to see what to do about him, they were told by their parents that the word of the Slytherin's leader was the law for them, and what the punishments for disobedience could be. More of them were afraid because they had death eater relatives and Harry's family was firmly against that ki of people, but Daphne told them a little bout the boy and they decided to take a wait-and-see approach.
"Alright let's go you lot, I'm quite famished and we've got to be well-fed if we are to perform accordingly in classes today." The girls laughed and went with him to have breakfast, even Milicas followe, he was the only male in his year that didn't attempt anything on him last night.
Back in his house, some males were finding the effects of his wards and most of them panicked.
"Daph, sorry for not telling you that I'm a parselmouth, but I wanted to keep it a secret for when I needed it, it was nothing personal." He explained to her on their way to the great hall, And he could see some of the other girls straining their ears for possible future blackmail or gossip.
"I'm Dpah again? Good, it feels weird when you call me daphne and not Daph. Also, it's okay, I understand the value of keeping such a thing secret, I was already mad at you and your hiding things from me just added to that." She didn't know what had gotten into him this past month, but she was happy that it was over. She didn't like having one of the twins being ad at her, they were the only kids her age that treated her like a normal human being and wasn't forced by their parents to try and befriend her.
"Yeah, sorry for that too," He said sheepishly.
"Don't mention it." They talked with the rest for a few minutes and soon they were eating breakfast talking quietly, that was until one of the Carrow twins asked something and everyone near them went silent.
"Why were you levitating a needle above one of the 4th year students back in the common room?" Was the question and Harry chuckled when he saw the attention the question got.
"He was a naughty boy last night, so I had to show him that I knew what he did. I also wanted him to know that he will be dealt with later.." He answered easily which made some people open their eyes wide, and others scoff. What could an 11-year-old boy do? It was right at that moment that his dorm mates decided to enter the hall, and what he saw made him smile.
Their clothes were a mess, and they looked like they were in constant pain, also most of them had gloves on, except for Goyle who was displaying his blackened fingers openly. Harry shook his head, those were the results of the curse for thieves, it bruised their fingers black and made it so they would hurt each time they moved them. It only lasted 24 hours, but those were very painful 24 hours.
Somewhere at the Gryffindor table Aria recognized that curse from their shared knowledge and smiled, harry hadn't lied to her, he would truly be alright. At the head table, The faculty had different reactions to the state of their students. All minus Quirrel were worried for different reasons. Albus, Fillius, and Minerva paled when they saw the state of most of the first year males, but relaxed a little when they saw that at least 2 of them were alright, Harry being one of them; Severus hated the fact that his godson looked like a punk when the Potter brat was sitting there looking pristine; And the rest were just worried in general, it didn't sit well with them that they couldn't do nothing about the violence in Slytherin, but since most of the Slytherins were purebloods, inteviening woul be like interfiering with families business which was illegal.
"Ah, here come the boys," Harry informed the rest of the table. "What took you so long? And why do you look like you were attacked by a horny hag?" He asked them casually and you could hear a few laughs in response throughout the length of the table. "Anyway, we are going to talk about your dress code tonight, you can't go around shaming Slytherin by looking like beggars."
'HOW DARE HE!? It's his fault we look like this.' Thought Malfoy completely ignoring the fact that it was his trying to steal that landed him in that situation in the first place.
Harry loved to mess with the people of his house, he was going to have so much fun with them.
"For how you're all treating each other I can tell that you didn't have any problem last night, am I right?" Harry asked Daphne in a whisper.
"Everything's fine for now, Pansy is the only one who is likely to cause any trouble, but since most of the rest don't have anything against me or you, she chose to hide her resentment for now." She answered in an equally subtle whisper.
The rest of the breakfast passed peacefully with Harry smiling at the sulking boys that couldn't lift their forks without being in pain, that's teach them not to steal from him.
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While Harry was talking with Daphne, Tracey and Milicas on their way towards the transfiguration classroom for their first class, The rest of the girls were a little bit behind them talking about their suspicions about Harry.
"He seems mostly alright, but something about him scares me." Said Blaise.
"I know what you mean, he's all happy and talkative but he also seems to have a bit of a sadist streak. I mean, did you see how he smiled knowingly at the pain of the other boys? It's almost as if he knew what happened to them and enjoyed it." Pansy answered, she was mostly against potter but was smart enough not to say it out loud, at least not until she could get another girl to dislike him as much as she did. She wasn't in a hurry about it though, he was a Half-Blood, after all, it was only a matter of time before her dormmates saw how inferior he was.
"And the needle scene in the common room? It's no surprise he can do the levitation charm, He was raised in a magical household after all, but even then it was extremely dangerous. What if he lost control and dropped the needle? It was 6 ft in the air and it looked pretty sharp, he could have harmed the boy seriously." Hestia Carrow said. She, like her twin Fiora, didn't care about Potter, he was just another boy they had to share classes with. The Carrow family had changed after the war, seeing that their parents were imprisoned and their family shamed, they decided to leave the pureblood superiority beliefs behind so they could rise again without the stigma of their past.
"Harry said that he had been naughty, so we know he didn't just decide to torment someone random, which is good," Fiora said.
"I think that for now, being on our best behaviour is the best approach. That way we can see if he really just likes to torment bullies or if he's just a sadist without morals." The rest of the girls nodded.
A little bit further behind the girls, The boys were planning revenge on Harry, not only was he the cause of their current state, but he also mocked them in from of their peers. That was unacceptable, sooner or later they would make him pay.
Once they were inside the classroom, Harry went to sit behind his sister who was next to Hermione, Daphne sat next to him and the rest of the Slytherins were scattered around the classroom. Harry saw the cat atop the teacher's desk and got an idea.
"Hi, sis!" He greeted Aria who responded in kind. "Do you have an idea of when is Minnie going to arrive and why there's a cat on her desk?" The cat in question turned its head towards him with a snap.
"Dad told you not to call her that, he said she would skin him and you alive if you did." Aria rolled her eyes at her brother.
"But she isn't here, what she doesn't know can't hurt her or us." He said cheekily. She was about to scold him when Neville, Ron, and Dean barged in.
"We're late, good thing the teacher's late too," Dean said and the other 2 nodded. They looked around and the only sits available were behind Malfoy, which was bad, but everywhere else was occupied, maybe Neville could convince someone to change seats.
They were about to ask a few Gryffindors to move when McGonagall decided to make her presence known. Everyone was shocked, most of them knew about animagus, but seeing one in person was extremely rare, the muggleborns and muggle raised kids were in awe at the existence of such an ability.
"Longbottom, Weasley, Thomas, would you be so kind to explain the reason behind your tardiness?" The boys were broken out of their stupor by the stern look their teacher was giving them.
"We got lost?" Ron said.
"Are you asking me?" McGonagall asked and raise an eyebrow at him.
"No, sorry, we got lost." Truth be told, they just overslept and got late to breakfast.
"Is that why got late to breakfast too?" She had them and they knew it, they were fucked. "if so, why did you stay in the hall after your year mates left, knowing that getting lost was a possibility?" They just looked at her sheepishly and the professor tutted. "Sit whenever you can fast so we can start with the class.
"But professor, Malfoy…" Neville just didn't want to sit close to that scum and he knew that being the boy who lived the professor couldn't refuse him.
"Malfoy isn't even looking at you, sit down and stop lagging the class." None of the 3 Gryffindors was happy, especially Neville, she would write to his parents about this. "Now that the distractions are out of the way, let me welcome you to your Transfiguration class. Transfiguration is an extremely dangerous and complex discipline, it also requires your utmost attention while performing it. In this class there won't be any fooling around, if I ever see you not taking this class seriously, I will kick you out and you won't ever be allowed to enter any of my classes ever again. Now that that's out of the way let's start today's lesson with the basic concepts of transfiguration."
With that the class started and everyone listened to the professor with rapt attention, even Harry, but that had to do more with Harry being fond of McGonagall than anything else.
"Alright class, now that we covered the basis of today's lesson, let's begin with the practice," The professor said and with a flourish of her wand, matches started to float towards every student. "Your task is to turn these matches into needles, the incantation and wand movements are on page 5 of your books, if you need help don't be afraid to ask." She finished explaining and went to take a sit while watching the class work.
"Hey Aria, 1 galleon says I can help Daphne do it faster than you can do Hermione." He tried to goad his sister.
"Pff, you're making it sound like she never tried this spell at home." She refused.
"At home? Isn't there a law that says that minors can't do magic at home?" Asked Hermione frustrated at the though of being underestimating and kids her age breaking the law.
"Well yes, but if you are in a place where there are adults making magic constantly or is surrounded by enough magic, the trace can't pick up who is doing what. The three of us live in magical houses which have adults performing magics daily and are surrounded by magical wards, we can do whatever we want at home." Hermione was about to complain about how unfair this was when McGonagall interrupted them.
"Why aren't you 4 working?" She demanded sternly.
"Sorry professor, we were explaining to Hemione why I already knew how to do spell" Harry answered apologetically, even after fighting Voldemort, theidea of facing an angry Minerva was still scary as fuck.
"You already know how to perform the spell?" She asked with a raised eyebrow and he nodded. "If that's so, then you won't have any trouble performing it. Go ahead, I'm watching" Harry sighed and performed the spell, wand movements and all. McGonagall watched as Harry did the spell and much to her surprise, it worked well. The match thinned and sharpened on both ends while its colour turned from wood to shiny silver, it also seemed to stretch an inch or two longer than the normal length.
Harry inspected his work and was satisfied, it wasn't a normal needle, but it wasn't something ultra-advanced that would cause suspicion either.
"Very good Mr. Potter, although I would prefer you stick to common needles rather than senbons. Take 10 points for Gryf- Slytherin." Harry chuckled at her slip and thanked her.
By the time the class ended, only Harry and his friends managed to do the perfect needle. Also, there was this incident where a frustrated Neville made his match explode, looks like he didn't like being showed up.
"Thanks for helping me with the spell, I still think that it's unfair that you can practice at home while people like me can't, tough." Hermione was still a little miffed about it, and even though they had tried to distract her from that fact, they couldn't.
"Don't mention it," Aria said with a happy tone, it was only their first class and they had already showed Neville up.
"You have to understand something, Hermione. Those who come from magical families, especially the old ones, grow with a lot of expectations placed on them. Even if our parents don't say anything, we know what is expected from us. Tell me, if you read that all your ancestors were fierce warriors, great politicians, Famous scholars or prestigious people in general. Wouldn't you feel pressured to honour that legacy? Wouldn't you do your utmost to live up to your family's reputation?" Daphne explained calmly, she knew it wasn't Hermione's fault that she didn't understand how the wizarding world worked, she was new to all of this after all.
"Well, it does sound justifiable when you put it like that, but what about the expectations muggleborns have in themselves? Most of us are suddenly dropped into this world and have only a month to try and adapt to how it works, there's also the fact that a lot of us feel like we have to do our best so we can be accepted and feel we belong." Hermione knew all about this, she was a little bit of an overachiever after all.
"You can't really compare personal expectations to the levels of subliminal social pressure we suffer. Do you know what it feels like to know that if you don't perform up to your familiar standards people are going to look down on you? Knowing that if you don't excel at something you will be known throughout history as a black mark on your family's history and be completely forgotten? This is again something that isn't spoken out loud, but all you have to do is listen to how average people are ignored and skipped when talking about a famili's history, hell, even dark lords and criminals are mentioned." It was a sad reality, but a real one nonetheless.
Hermione knew she couldn't relate to that, in muggles families you usually talked about 2 generations previous to your own and that was it. People in the non magical world that cared about familiar legacy was very scant, and hers wasn't one of those.
"I see your point, it is still unfair, but I can see why it isn't a completely bad thing per se." She conceded knowing that there was no point denying it.
"good to know you understand, things here are very different here than in the magical world, lucky or you, we are patient and don't mind explaining things to you," Harry remembered how hard it was for Hermione to adapt to the magical world in the beginning when no one really bothered explaining things to her.
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The charms class went just as he remembered, all theory and no practice. Harry and Daphne sat with Aria and Hermione once again causing Neville to sit near Malfoy for the second time in a row much to the twins' amusement and Longbottom's annoyance.
Right now the Slytherin first years were going to their house to look to the things they'll nneed in their afternoon classes, which started after lunch. Once inside Harry started a letter for his parents, in it, he wrote about his new friends, the sorting and how his morning classes went. It was s a little bit short, but he knew that his mother would complain if he didn't send a letter as soon as he could.
"Fancy seeing you here brother," Harry smiled when he heard his twin entering the owlery .
"Here to send a letter too?" Aria nodded and called for her owl.
"The last thing I need is mum sending us a howler about how we didn't write to her and how we are forgetting about her." The twins chuckled at how dramatic their mother could be sometimes.
"Do you want to eat lunch with daphne and me?" He asked once they were about to enter the hall
"Nah, I want to keep Hermione company and I don't think she will be very well received in Slytherin, nor you at the Gryffindor table, at least not yet." Last night 2 of her new roommates asked about Harry and how often he performed acts of evil. Well, maybe not like that, but they did ask things that implied that Harry was evil. Aria had laughed at them and told them that he was a mommy boy and that he was sent there because he was a parselmouth, Harry had given her permission to share that with her roommates so they didn't ostracize her.
"Ah! I see you're already converting your roommates to the dark side, that's a good sister." Aria swatted him on the head and turned towards her table and Harry did the same while laughing.
"Aria not coming?" Asked Daphne before taking a sip of pumpkin juice.
"Noup, She's keeping our new friend company." He answered before filling his plate with food.
"She seems to be pretty smart if a little bossy." That was Daphne's thoughts on the girl, she knew that as soon as Hermione catched up with her in knowledge, she'd make a great academic opponent. Daphne already knew to whom the 1st and 2nd place in their year belonged to, but the third place was still open, and to be honest, it was like getting the first place, at least when having the Potter twins in your year.
"Yeah, she's a little bit inept socially speaking, But that can be fixed easily. I just hope Aria can keep the likes of Neville away from her, it wouldn't do to scare her away from the wizarding world," In his home world Hermione had confided in him and Ron that before they had started hanging out with her, she had been thinking about not returning after Christmas break.
"Yep, although I look forward to seeing Neville's reaction when he sees that his celebrity status didn't automatically win him the first place in our year." Yes, that's going to be glorious. "Do you know what subject we have next?" Harry asked in general.
"History of Magic and DADA after that." Milicas was the only male of his year he was friendly with, now that he thought about it, Milicas was the only male he was on spiking terms in general. He knew that it'd be sometime 'till he could make any other friend in Slytherin, it was lucky that he had Daphne in his court and her opinion influenced some of the other girls into befriendidng him. Maybe it was time to make friends with the members of other houses? no, it was still too soon, he needed to cement his reputation as a good Slytherin before doing anything of the sort.
"I see, so we have nap time and then classes with the smelly man with a turban, excellent, I've been wanting to finish a book and I think I'll be able to do so in DADA." He couldn't really understand why Dumbledore would put those 2 classes one after the other, but he wasn't about to complain.
"What do you mean nap time? Are you going to sleep through the history lessons?
"Yep," he made sure to emphasise the p. "Dad told me that History was thought by a ghost whose droning acted as a sleep agent. Oh! And he also told me that Quirrel's stutter was harder to understand than mermish outside the water." His father's rendition of Quirrell's stutter was hilarious.
"So, you're just gonna ignore 2 professors because your father told you that they weren't worth listening to?" Asked Pansy hoping to make him look bad.
"Of course not! I'm not a little kid who follows daddy's every word just because they come from their father, I'm just making plans in case what he said was true. Only the sheep follow blindly without checking the facts first. For example, the dung eaters of the last war kissed Tommy's little butthole thinking he was a pureblood when in reality was just a half-blood like myself." He knew he was taking a risk saying this, but the sooner people got wind of this the better, as long as Quirrelmort didn't get wind of him spreading this information that is.
"When did the purebloods follow a half-blood!? And who's Tommy?" looks like pansy didn't like the dung eater joke.
"You don't know? Of course, you don't. your father was a dung eater after all." Harry made a dramatic pause to let people at the table tell their neighbours to pay attention. "Tom Marvolo Riddle was Voldemort's real name, it's an anagram" He proceeded to write the anagram on a paper and pass it down the table starting with Daphne. It didn't last too long though, as soon as it reached the 3rd year students one of them burned the paper after reading it. "If you don't believe me you can go and check the trophy room, Tommy's got one there." seeing the faces along the table he knew that he would have to put even more wards around his things tonight. 'oh well, damaging Voldemort's following is worth the risk. I now know that this Neville is more likely to follow him than he is to defeat him, which means that I'm on dark lord killing duty again.' Harry heaved a sigh and got up from the table to get to class on time.
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The afternoon classes went as he predicted, which meant that he got to finally finish the Hathor book and could begin with the Azrael book. He didn't know why they named the books after mythological beings, but it was badass so he didn't complain.
This new book was very disturbing, It went into detail about how to use every spell it taught to achieve the most gruesome and deadly results. It also described what happened when you hit someone's eye with a stinging hex, or how the bone breaker hex and skelegrow went very well together when it came to gathering information from unwilling people. Whoever wrote this book was sick, but damn they were creative and effective.
He was about to go towards his dorm when a couple stopped him and motioned him to follow them. He recognized them from the war, they were Marcus Flint and Monica Tain Harry almost kill them on instinct, almost being the key word, their panicked looks stopped him from doing so.
"What do you want?" He asked with little to no interest, Flint was one of the few that tried to curse him in his sleep last night.
"Look Potter, we just want to know if the effects of your wards were permanent." Monica was afraid of what could happen if the effects were permanent, and Potter acting as if he didn't care grated her at the moment very frayed nerves.
"It can be lifted, but it's family magic, and you know how that works. You better give me a good reason to lift the curse on Flint or just deal with it." The good thing about family magic was that you couldn't be coerced or forced to use it.
"We have a good reason! We are betrothed and the contract stipulates that by the time we are 20 she has to be at least pregnant or else we both die, I can't get her pregnant with the curse on me." Flint explained in a pleading tone, he didn't like begging, but his life was at stake and he would do anything to survive.
"Why is you not being able to get a hard-on an impediment? Muggles have a way around that, surely wizards must have a solution for that too. Aren't you always saying how superior o muggles wizards are after all? Not having a solution to something they do have a solution to would just make you look inferior to them." Harry saw them struggling to keep themselves from cursing him. "Why don't you go to the muggles to solve it?" He finally asked and the look of horror on their faces made him laugh.
"This is no joke! Our lives are at stake."
"I wasn't joking either, muggles do have a way to make you pregnant even if he can't get it up. I mean, surely your lives are more important than your pride" Monica looked conflicted, but Flint refused to give up.
"There must be something we can give you in exchange for lifting the curse! Just ask and we'll comply." Harry mulled over that for a few moments before getting a wicked idea.
"I want a vow" He offered.
"A vow?" Flint didn't look so sure now.
"Yes, you are like this because you tried to curse me, so it's only normal for me to want some reassurance in exchange."
"A vow not to harm you? That's all you want?" Monica was surprised, it was a very cheap price for their lives after all. Harry's sudden laugh did nothing to lessen their worries.
"You wish! Even though your life is of little to no value to me, I can get something very valuable from you." The Slytherin 5th years swallowed thickly at his predatory expression. "I want a vow on your very souls stating that; you won't ever harm me or those close to me neither directly nor indirectly; that you won't ever willingly perform acts of evil, nor will you enjoy committing them under coercion; finally, you will vow that you won't raise your future children to be bigots like you or your ancestors, and that you will take precautions so in case you are unable to raise them, they'll go to someone who'll raise them how I said." They look certainly mutinous right now.
"There's no way we can make a vow like that! You can't tell us how to raise our future children!" Monica was furious, not only was he asking them to perform social suicide, but he also wanted to dictate how to raise their kids.
"I certainly can, your ability to procreate is on my hands after all. You can still go to the muggles though, that's always an option." Their angry glares were making everything he was doing worth it, not only did he get to cut down 2 future death eaters, but he made them mad too! "You have till tomorrow at 8 pm to make a decision. Have a pleasant night." With that, he left the 2 teenagers alone and feeling defeated as well as angry.
In the classroom, you could Hear Flint laughing hysterically.
"What's so funny? He doomed us!" Flint sobered up and look at her with an expression of defeat.
"I know! This 11-year-old kid who should be grovelling at our feet managed to ruin our lives and what's worse, we can do NOTHING about it!" Marcus really had to give it to him. Potter cornered them and then made it so they didn't have time contact their parents and ask for help. Speaking of their parents, how would they react when they heard what happened? Oh, they were so done. But maybe… Telling their parents that they did the vow would make their parents target Potter, which would be putting him in danger, and the vow states that we can't do that. Flint was smiling now, yes, their lives would suck from now on, but they would get to live and that was more than enough.
Monica was thinking more about herself than the 2 of them, it wasn't that she didn't care for Marcus, She had grown rather fond of the idiot, but her wellbeing was always her first priority. Truth be told she didn't have anything against muggles, but everyone around her did, which made hating muggles and everything related mandatory for her survival. There was also the fact that she was just 15 years old and the thought that she only had 5 more years to live unless she did something was making a pit grow in her stomach.
Unknowingly, they both got to the same conclusion at the same time. They would make the vow, even if it meant selling their souls to the devil, it was better than dying.