Starting to see the lies inside of me
they know...
He is glaring at me. I wish to glare back or something, maybe a good hex. Just to stop the staring.
Severus Snape-Snivellus-Snark Bastard. Whatever. I could care less. I was vaguely paying attention the Headmaster. Old fool...it was his fault
"Please not Harry.
"Stand aside.
" I am.
"you're weak.
"freak.
"again.
Draco seemed to be even more...amused than I was. He was staring into space, though catching the gist of what the Headmaster said.
Everyone was in rapt attention. I was happy enough to stare at the ceiling. I haven't seen such a sky.
Of course.
The night was more welcoming.
"...and now dig in!
"Harry.
"....eat.
"...I am fine.
"...had large lunch.
"...fine.
He stares. I glare.
The other snivelling fool, Quirrell is observing this contest. If he thinks I haven't discovered his identity.
then I laugh.
Voldemort in a turban any buyers?
Cost: One life.
Everyone was chatting and eating. I wanted to eat but at the first bite my stomach lolled dangerously. I decided to just sit and hold up the pretense of Actually eating. It doesn't matter since none of the rest of the Slytherins care what I do. I should also add that Draco and his assortment of friends are excluded from that previous phrase.
I wanted to smirk at the minute glances I received from some of the teachers. They had never-no one- had expected that I, Harry Potter, Son of James Potter would end up in Slytherin. I scoffed. It was their own fault, mostly Dumbledore, had they known.
"worthless.
"...not...worth...care.
"idiot.
"....BOY.
The memories consumed me. I could hear his voice echoing in the Hall. It was a broken record playing itself in my head with vivid details. Around my upper arm, under my robe, was the serpent, Yei. She was rather restless. Licking me...to attention.
"...Goodnight.
"Prefects.
"...dorms"
Finally....rest was it really?
I thought and raced my mind through what had happened that day. It was just a chess game, Dumbledore's sick game that I WOULD win.
Insomia encompasses those who sleep not. I was one. My eyes peeled opened despite the fatigue I experienced. My dorm mates: Draco, Blaise, Theodore, Greg, & Vincent...all were in deep slumber
So I thought.
I crawled out silently and was met with the cool silence of the Slytherin Common Room. It was very dark since the colors themselves were a rich Emerald with shades of black and silver. I made it outside in the dungeons without any drama.
That is.
until I ran into Filch.
His horrible teeth gleaming in the candle light. To say he was pleased to find me was an understatment, he was OVERjoyed to find a student out of bed on the first night. Just my luck...
He led me to his office. A small little room that had to have been a closet in some time past. His cat, Mrs. Norris was dozing in a little basket next to the desk. He grumbled about having to find teachers at such a late hour and threatened me with horrid torture were I to leave or touch anything in the room (including Mrs. Norris). I smirk of course.
not.
I looked around in a tedious manner. One object brought my greatest attention was an old piece of parchment...Seemingly abandoned.
Interesting.
I grab it and open it to find.
nothing.
What A loss. I almost shove it away when a "random" bit of information comes to mind.
"The most prized possession....James had.
"I never allowed him to give.
"I even "helped" create.
"Marauder's Map.
"Ridiculous Password....such childishness.
" I solemnly swear....
I take my wand out and say the words, hoping I was just dreaming. " I solemnly swear I am up to no good"
I smile...at Msrs. Prongs, Padfoot, Moony....and "wormtail.
The day.
has just begun.
So it had, as Dumbledore in all his false authority stepped into the office..Irony bites.