Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, as I have stated in previous
chapters.
A/N: I hope you enjoy this one and I apologize for the wait, I like to read my readers in at least a little suspense. I changed it a bit and there are some new characters, hopefully they will be the last I add, it's hard to come up with a point and purpose for each of them, and they do have a purpose mind you, and an important one at that...
Well, enough talk, thank you all of my reviews, especially those of you that have had the good nature to review me more than once and, of course, read more than one of my stories...
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Where we last left off.....
"Gods, Harry," Mike whispered, raking his eyes over Harry's pale abdomen and chest.
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Chapter Ten
Draco scowled deeply at the piece of shit in front of him, did the stupid git honestly think he was going to just step aside and let him have HIS Harry? Sneering, Draco slammed the door shut, shaking its hinges as he did so and pulling out his wand. Draco put several locking charms on the door and a silencing charm so no one would be able to hear them and they wouldn't be able to hear anyone out side of the compartment. Harry stood there, shocked; his hands at his zipper where he had decided to take them off as well.
"I thought you had to go to the bathroom," Harry teased after a moment, taking off his designer pants, folding them like he had done his shirt.
"And let you be raped by that Turtle boy? We may have been enemies, Potter, but I'm not that heartless," Draco sighed, willing his ears to stop their insistent humming.
"He wouldn't have raped me...turtle boy?" Harry pulled his uniform pants over his legs, looking at Draco as the blonde Slytherin tried his best to ignore him. Draco smirked. That was the Draco Malfoy Harry knew, cocky and arrogant, maybe their relationship wouldn't change from what it was like the previous year.
"Yeah, I remember when I was younger, I used to have a Muggle born friend and he used to play with these things called...Action Figures...yeah, that's what the were. He had these four Turtles named Leonardo, Michelangelo, Raphael and Donatelo, the Daniels' names made me think of them." Harry couldn't help but smile lightly at their names as well. Sure he had questioned them about their names and even thought they sounded familiar he didn't think about the Mutant Ninja Turtles. Harry chuckled lightly; pulling on his vest over his long sleeved, button up, white shirt. Draco smiled at Harry's reflection in the window, a small smile, but a smile nonetheless as the train became closer and closer to Hogwarts. Tucking in his shirttails and straightening his tie, Harry observed himself in the mirror for a moment before pulling on his traditional school robes, the robes that said Gryfindor on the emblem, reminding Harry that though he and Draco had come to be somewhat friends, they were still rivals.
"So," Harry huffed, the silence starting to get to him, "where do we go from here?" the question was somewhat simple if not a little vague. Draco turned his head to look at the still standing Gryfindor. Draco took a moment to compare what he remembered the boy looked like and what he looked like now.
"Jennifer has been good to you," he smirked at Harry. The Gryfindor held his breath, awaiting a seething insult or a jab at his pride. "You don't look like a homeless person anymore. Now you look like what I expected a Potter to look like," Draco teased, smirk still set on his features. Harry smirked back.
"More like a Malfoy, I suppose?" The Gryfindor flopped down with new grace, Draco noted, looking at him in challenge.
"You'd never be as poised as a Malfoy but for someone below me, you are close," Draco stuck his nose up in the air as a truly Malfoy gesture, making the Gryfindor shake his head at him.
The train slowly came to a stop, the loud nose causing both boys to cover their sensitive ears. Harry looked out of the window, spotting the many carriages and boats, which carried all of Hogwarts to the grand castle. Sharing a look with Draco, they both stood at the same time, the taller of the two waving his wand at the door. The door hissed open and they both walked from the compartment and into the crowded train hall. All the chattering and noise seemed to stop at their appearance. The Slytherin, quite used to all of the attention, glided past the silent students, Harry in toe as he looked down, his cheeks coloring from embarrassment. Malfoy and Potter got of the train together, grabbing one of the first carriages and taking a seat.
"Why was everyone staring?" Harry asked Draco as the carriage began to move after about five minutes.
"People always stare at me," Draco waved a hand, looking out of the carriage window at the little lights that came from the boats of the Lake.
"But EVERYBODY was staring, not just the usual first or second year class, EVERYBODY," Harry protested, crossing his arms over his chest and looking to the blonde for an explanation.
"Well, it may have been that we came out of the same compartment virtually unharmed, or it may be the fact that I'm a Veela and you don't look like Harry Potter," Draco paused for a moment, giving the raven-haired boy a once over, "come to think of it you look NOTHING like the Potter from last year." Harry sneered at him before huffing childishly and turning his head sharply to look out the window.
"I do so," he mumbled under his breath, watching the lights from the little boats drift closer to the castle.
"No you don't," Draco pointed out, smirking cockily at Harry, observing how annoyed the Gryfindor began to become.
"Do so," Harry whined, pouting out the window as he tried to ignore the now chuckling blonde. The carriage came to a stop and Harry was the first to get out.
"You don't, you don't, you don't," Draco teased in a mocking voice which made the Gryfindor stomp away from him. Chuckling to himself, Draco followed after a fuming Harry with a smirk of triumph on his face. Harry ignored the blonde until he was seated at his own table, awaiting his best friends and vaguely wondering if they had enough time taking their tongues out of each others stomachs to get off the train. Harry looked around the hall, seeing Remus at the faculty table, which made him giddy, and an empty seat on either sides of him, which Harry supposed was for a new teachers or something. His eyes landed across the hall to the blonde Slytherin who was smirking his way.
"You don't," the Slytherin mouthed and Harry sneered. The Gryfindor showed his eye to the Slytherin and stuck out his tongue, causing the blonde to chuckle lightly. The rest of the school, except for the first-years, slowly filed in, all taking a moment to stare at both himself and Draco before they resumed their original seating.
"Where'd ya go, mate?" Ron asked, him, patting him on the back as he took a seat next to his best friend, having to push aside a second year who wanted to be next to 'The-Sexy-Guy-With-Green-Eyes-Who-Oddly-Resembled-Harry- Potter'. Harry offered a mock scowl to his friend before frowning slightly and shrugging his shoulders.
"I told you but I guess you and Hermoine were too busy sucking the life from one another to notice me leaving," Harry lied. Ron wisely dropped the subject, blushing, when his girl took a seat next to him, the bushy haired girl looking refreshed and energetic. Harry chuckled lightly and shook his head at the couple, turning his head at the opening of the Great Hall doors. In the door way stood the first years, all looking to him as they entered and Harry took a moment to glare at them before looking down at his empty plate. For once he didn't want to wait for everybody to be sorted and seated, to tell the truth, he didn't give a flying butt monkey about that, he was HUNGRY! Dumbledore stood, silencing the whispers among the first year students, Harry looked up.
"Welcome students, both returning and new, I wish you an excellent year, here at Hogwarts. This year, I am excited to say we have new additions to our sixth year, after the sorting of our first years, our new students will be sorted into their houses, may the sorting begin," Dumbledore nodded to McGonagall and looked pointedly at both Draco and himself, making Harry scowl darkly at the man. Harry smirked at the surprise that colored the man's feature's, satisfied that he had, in fact, broken through the façade of his manipulator. McGonagall stood in front of the first years, a long parchment in her hands as she began to run off names.
"Parsee Adams," she called, looking up from the parchment. The first year to walk up the stairs was a farther small boy with black hair and gray eyes, reminding the young Potter of himself. The hat was placed on his head and whispered to the boy, Harry's sharp ears, for some reason, amplified in volume and he could hear what the hat said to the boy, and the boy's thought response.
"Ah, what's this? An Adams? A secret? Yes, you will do well in Slytherin," the hat whispered.
"But he's not in Slytherin," the boy's thought voice was a lot older than it should have been and Harry tilted his head to the side in order to hear properly. The hat seemed to nod.
"GRYFINDOR!" the hat bellowed and Harry ears unfocused just in time, the shout would have made him go deaf certainly. Harry watched, interested, as the boy smiled at the Professor and walked over to his table, the roar of claps from his table slightly annoying. To Harry's surprise, the boy sat directly across from him, next to Seamus Finnegan who had moved over for the younger boy, looking at the gray eyed youth suggestively.
"Hello," Harry smiled at him, offering his hand to the blushing boy, "I'm Harry Potter, welcome to Gryfindor," his voice was soft as he spoke and the little boy looked up from the plate he had been transfixed by.
"I know who you are," the boy offered his hand, his sharp gray eyes looking at Harry in a calculating way, his blush gone, "Parsee Adams, thank you," he took Harry's hand, the older Gryfindor felt a slight shock at the contact, causing him to shudder lightly, "you can call me Adam, all of my friends do." The smile the graced his features was friends but Harry couldn't shake the suspicion that seemed to be radiating off of Adam. "It's a pleasure to meet you," Adam smiled, releasing his hand. Harry was suddenly aware of all the eyes on him from different places in the room but decided to ignore them for now, having tuned out McGonagall's calling of names.
"The pleasure's all mine," out of his peripheral vision he saw Seamus scowl, he looked up when Dumbledore stood again.
"Will all new sixth year students please enter the hall," Dumbledore called. The doors opened once more to reveal four males and one female. Harry almost leaped out of his seat when he saw that one of the males was Chris. Each of the new students looked his way and he could not help the blush that spread evenly across his features when he made eye contact with Mike. The older boy was wearing traditional a traditional Hogwarts robe, and though Harry hated to admit it, he looked good. Chris stood right next to Mike and Harry broke eye contact to look to him. The 'fairy' also who Hogwarts uniform as the other three, his blue hair had been let down over his shoulders as Harry was used too, the taller boy looking back at him with a warm smile. Harry smiled back and let his eyes trail to the male next to Chris. This boy was a deathly pale and his face was emotionless, his eyes seemed black and as he looked at Harry the Golden Boy caught a glint of curiosity in his eyes. Tearing his eyes away from endless black pools, Harry moved on to the two other new students. They were twins. One, the female, slightly shorter than the other reminded Harry of the boy in front of him and after flicking his eyes back and forth between Adam and the twins he noted some distinct differences.
Adam's hair was black, while the twins at the door had a dark purple hair color. All three had sharp gray eyes, not the silver of Draco but a clouded gray, like a storm was waging in their minds. The Gryfindor had no idea how he was able to discern that detail, after all, they had to be at least five to ten meters away from him. The girl, had a devious smirk on her face while the boy looked somewhat bored as the looked over at Harry, following the Gryfindor's note that both were taller than him, while Adam was at least two or three inches shorter.
"Please step forward," Dumbledore said after a moment, observing and storing the way all five students looked to the Gryfindor table and a certain blushing Boy-Who-Lived. All five turned their glaze away from Harry at consecutive times, stepping to the steps that led to the teachers table. Dumbledore nodded to McGonagall who was only holding a small piece of parchment, names most likely on this parchment.
"Andrew Adams," she called and the twin boy walked up the steps, hands dropping from their crossed position. He gracefully sat on the stood and waited to be sorted. The hat was placed on his head and not two seconds after it yelled: SLYTHERIN!
"Alexis Adams," the same for the girl. Both twins looked pointedly at Harry's table but said nothing as they walked toward Slytherin, the table in an uproar.
"Christopher Cross," Chris looked nervously up the steps before politely nodding and taking his seat at the stool.
"GYRFINDOR!" Chris sighed, walking off to the Gryfindor table with a big grin to Harry, he grinned back.
"Michealangelo Daniels," GRYFINDOR!
"Louis Mentor," the dark headed boy seemed to glide up the steps, standing in front of McGonagall he merely held out his hands. The Professor raised an eyebrow at him before looking to Dumbledore who had given her a nod, she handed the hat over.
"SLYTHERIN! Let me up!" The hat wiggled and squirmed in Louis' hands. His face reminded emotionless as he handed the hat back to McGonagall and glided to his table.
"All we need, more people for Slytherin," Ron grumbled beside him as he shook his head. Mike and Chris took seat beside Adam, both smiling widely at Harry.
"Congratulations on getting into Gryfindor you two," Harry smiled, starting to get a little uncomfortable at all the attention.
"Thanks, Harry," Chris blushed and smiled, looking down at his plate.
"You knew I wouldn't pass up a chance to get near you, right Harry?" Mike smiled seductively. Ron coughed in surprise and Hermoine, who had been silent this entire time, watching, raised an eyebrow. Harry blushed crimson.
"Now that the sorting is done," Harry tuned Dumbledore back in, used to his yearly speech, "and before we eat," Harry's stomach gave an enraged lurch, making the Gryfindor flinch slightly, "I'd like to introduce two more new additions to out Hogwarts family. The door leading to the teacher's table opened and in walked Donatelo Daniels, followed by a short female with wavy black hair and sharp gray eyes.
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I'm praying you liked my cliffhanger enough to review, there are some interesting turns residing in the next chapter, and in chapters soon to come, Harry's species and heritage will be revealed in the fullest, but that's not until later. Please review me and to speed the process along I won't answer any questions just yet, most of them will be answered next chapter so cross your fingers and hearts while you review.
SUGGESTIONS are OPEN!!!!
Thank you to those of you who have reviewed and I particularly like the idea of Mike doing some unspeakables to Harry...intriguing
A/N: I hope you enjoy this one and I apologize for the wait, I like to read my readers in at least a little suspense. I changed it a bit and there are some new characters, hopefully they will be the last I add, it's hard to come up with a point and purpose for each of them, and they do have a purpose mind you, and an important one at that...
Well, enough talk, thank you all of my reviews, especially those of you that have had the good nature to review me more than once and, of course, read more than one of my stories...
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Where we last left off.....
"Gods, Harry," Mike whispered, raking his eyes over Harry's pale abdomen and chest.
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Chapter Ten
Draco scowled deeply at the piece of shit in front of him, did the stupid git honestly think he was going to just step aside and let him have HIS Harry? Sneering, Draco slammed the door shut, shaking its hinges as he did so and pulling out his wand. Draco put several locking charms on the door and a silencing charm so no one would be able to hear them and they wouldn't be able to hear anyone out side of the compartment. Harry stood there, shocked; his hands at his zipper where he had decided to take them off as well.
"I thought you had to go to the bathroom," Harry teased after a moment, taking off his designer pants, folding them like he had done his shirt.
"And let you be raped by that Turtle boy? We may have been enemies, Potter, but I'm not that heartless," Draco sighed, willing his ears to stop their insistent humming.
"He wouldn't have raped me...turtle boy?" Harry pulled his uniform pants over his legs, looking at Draco as the blonde Slytherin tried his best to ignore him. Draco smirked. That was the Draco Malfoy Harry knew, cocky and arrogant, maybe their relationship wouldn't change from what it was like the previous year.
"Yeah, I remember when I was younger, I used to have a Muggle born friend and he used to play with these things called...Action Figures...yeah, that's what the were. He had these four Turtles named Leonardo, Michelangelo, Raphael and Donatelo, the Daniels' names made me think of them." Harry couldn't help but smile lightly at their names as well. Sure he had questioned them about their names and even thought they sounded familiar he didn't think about the Mutant Ninja Turtles. Harry chuckled lightly; pulling on his vest over his long sleeved, button up, white shirt. Draco smiled at Harry's reflection in the window, a small smile, but a smile nonetheless as the train became closer and closer to Hogwarts. Tucking in his shirttails and straightening his tie, Harry observed himself in the mirror for a moment before pulling on his traditional school robes, the robes that said Gryfindor on the emblem, reminding Harry that though he and Draco had come to be somewhat friends, they were still rivals.
"So," Harry huffed, the silence starting to get to him, "where do we go from here?" the question was somewhat simple if not a little vague. Draco turned his head to look at the still standing Gryfindor. Draco took a moment to compare what he remembered the boy looked like and what he looked like now.
"Jennifer has been good to you," he smirked at Harry. The Gryfindor held his breath, awaiting a seething insult or a jab at his pride. "You don't look like a homeless person anymore. Now you look like what I expected a Potter to look like," Draco teased, smirk still set on his features. Harry smirked back.
"More like a Malfoy, I suppose?" The Gryfindor flopped down with new grace, Draco noted, looking at him in challenge.
"You'd never be as poised as a Malfoy but for someone below me, you are close," Draco stuck his nose up in the air as a truly Malfoy gesture, making the Gryfindor shake his head at him.
The train slowly came to a stop, the loud nose causing both boys to cover their sensitive ears. Harry looked out of the window, spotting the many carriages and boats, which carried all of Hogwarts to the grand castle. Sharing a look with Draco, they both stood at the same time, the taller of the two waving his wand at the door. The door hissed open and they both walked from the compartment and into the crowded train hall. All the chattering and noise seemed to stop at their appearance. The Slytherin, quite used to all of the attention, glided past the silent students, Harry in toe as he looked down, his cheeks coloring from embarrassment. Malfoy and Potter got of the train together, grabbing one of the first carriages and taking a seat.
"Why was everyone staring?" Harry asked Draco as the carriage began to move after about five minutes.
"People always stare at me," Draco waved a hand, looking out of the carriage window at the little lights that came from the boats of the Lake.
"But EVERYBODY was staring, not just the usual first or second year class, EVERYBODY," Harry protested, crossing his arms over his chest and looking to the blonde for an explanation.
"Well, it may have been that we came out of the same compartment virtually unharmed, or it may be the fact that I'm a Veela and you don't look like Harry Potter," Draco paused for a moment, giving the raven-haired boy a once over, "come to think of it you look NOTHING like the Potter from last year." Harry sneered at him before huffing childishly and turning his head sharply to look out the window.
"I do so," he mumbled under his breath, watching the lights from the little boats drift closer to the castle.
"No you don't," Draco pointed out, smirking cockily at Harry, observing how annoyed the Gryfindor began to become.
"Do so," Harry whined, pouting out the window as he tried to ignore the now chuckling blonde. The carriage came to a stop and Harry was the first to get out.
"You don't, you don't, you don't," Draco teased in a mocking voice which made the Gryfindor stomp away from him. Chuckling to himself, Draco followed after a fuming Harry with a smirk of triumph on his face. Harry ignored the blonde until he was seated at his own table, awaiting his best friends and vaguely wondering if they had enough time taking their tongues out of each others stomachs to get off the train. Harry looked around the hall, seeing Remus at the faculty table, which made him giddy, and an empty seat on either sides of him, which Harry supposed was for a new teachers or something. His eyes landed across the hall to the blonde Slytherin who was smirking his way.
"You don't," the Slytherin mouthed and Harry sneered. The Gryfindor showed his eye to the Slytherin and stuck out his tongue, causing the blonde to chuckle lightly. The rest of the school, except for the first-years, slowly filed in, all taking a moment to stare at both himself and Draco before they resumed their original seating.
"Where'd ya go, mate?" Ron asked, him, patting him on the back as he took a seat next to his best friend, having to push aside a second year who wanted to be next to 'The-Sexy-Guy-With-Green-Eyes-Who-Oddly-Resembled-Harry- Potter'. Harry offered a mock scowl to his friend before frowning slightly and shrugging his shoulders.
"I told you but I guess you and Hermoine were too busy sucking the life from one another to notice me leaving," Harry lied. Ron wisely dropped the subject, blushing, when his girl took a seat next to him, the bushy haired girl looking refreshed and energetic. Harry chuckled lightly and shook his head at the couple, turning his head at the opening of the Great Hall doors. In the door way stood the first years, all looking to him as they entered and Harry took a moment to glare at them before looking down at his empty plate. For once he didn't want to wait for everybody to be sorted and seated, to tell the truth, he didn't give a flying butt monkey about that, he was HUNGRY! Dumbledore stood, silencing the whispers among the first year students, Harry looked up.
"Welcome students, both returning and new, I wish you an excellent year, here at Hogwarts. This year, I am excited to say we have new additions to our sixth year, after the sorting of our first years, our new students will be sorted into their houses, may the sorting begin," Dumbledore nodded to McGonagall and looked pointedly at both Draco and himself, making Harry scowl darkly at the man. Harry smirked at the surprise that colored the man's feature's, satisfied that he had, in fact, broken through the façade of his manipulator. McGonagall stood in front of the first years, a long parchment in her hands as she began to run off names.
"Parsee Adams," she called, looking up from the parchment. The first year to walk up the stairs was a farther small boy with black hair and gray eyes, reminding the young Potter of himself. The hat was placed on his head and whispered to the boy, Harry's sharp ears, for some reason, amplified in volume and he could hear what the hat said to the boy, and the boy's thought response.
"Ah, what's this? An Adams? A secret? Yes, you will do well in Slytherin," the hat whispered.
"But he's not in Slytherin," the boy's thought voice was a lot older than it should have been and Harry tilted his head to the side in order to hear properly. The hat seemed to nod.
"GRYFINDOR!" the hat bellowed and Harry ears unfocused just in time, the shout would have made him go deaf certainly. Harry watched, interested, as the boy smiled at the Professor and walked over to his table, the roar of claps from his table slightly annoying. To Harry's surprise, the boy sat directly across from him, next to Seamus Finnegan who had moved over for the younger boy, looking at the gray eyed youth suggestively.
"Hello," Harry smiled at him, offering his hand to the blushing boy, "I'm Harry Potter, welcome to Gryfindor," his voice was soft as he spoke and the little boy looked up from the plate he had been transfixed by.
"I know who you are," the boy offered his hand, his sharp gray eyes looking at Harry in a calculating way, his blush gone, "Parsee Adams, thank you," he took Harry's hand, the older Gryfindor felt a slight shock at the contact, causing him to shudder lightly, "you can call me Adam, all of my friends do." The smile the graced his features was friends but Harry couldn't shake the suspicion that seemed to be radiating off of Adam. "It's a pleasure to meet you," Adam smiled, releasing his hand. Harry was suddenly aware of all the eyes on him from different places in the room but decided to ignore them for now, having tuned out McGonagall's calling of names.
"The pleasure's all mine," out of his peripheral vision he saw Seamus scowl, he looked up when Dumbledore stood again.
"Will all new sixth year students please enter the hall," Dumbledore called. The doors opened once more to reveal four males and one female. Harry almost leaped out of his seat when he saw that one of the males was Chris. Each of the new students looked his way and he could not help the blush that spread evenly across his features when he made eye contact with Mike. The older boy was wearing traditional a traditional Hogwarts robe, and though Harry hated to admit it, he looked good. Chris stood right next to Mike and Harry broke eye contact to look to him. The 'fairy' also who Hogwarts uniform as the other three, his blue hair had been let down over his shoulders as Harry was used too, the taller boy looking back at him with a warm smile. Harry smiled back and let his eyes trail to the male next to Chris. This boy was a deathly pale and his face was emotionless, his eyes seemed black and as he looked at Harry the Golden Boy caught a glint of curiosity in his eyes. Tearing his eyes away from endless black pools, Harry moved on to the two other new students. They were twins. One, the female, slightly shorter than the other reminded Harry of the boy in front of him and after flicking his eyes back and forth between Adam and the twins he noted some distinct differences.
Adam's hair was black, while the twins at the door had a dark purple hair color. All three had sharp gray eyes, not the silver of Draco but a clouded gray, like a storm was waging in their minds. The Gryfindor had no idea how he was able to discern that detail, after all, they had to be at least five to ten meters away from him. The girl, had a devious smirk on her face while the boy looked somewhat bored as the looked over at Harry, following the Gryfindor's note that both were taller than him, while Adam was at least two or three inches shorter.
"Please step forward," Dumbledore said after a moment, observing and storing the way all five students looked to the Gryfindor table and a certain blushing Boy-Who-Lived. All five turned their glaze away from Harry at consecutive times, stepping to the steps that led to the teachers table. Dumbledore nodded to McGonagall who was only holding a small piece of parchment, names most likely on this parchment.
"Andrew Adams," she called and the twin boy walked up the steps, hands dropping from their crossed position. He gracefully sat on the stood and waited to be sorted. The hat was placed on his head and not two seconds after it yelled: SLYTHERIN!
"Alexis Adams," the same for the girl. Both twins looked pointedly at Harry's table but said nothing as they walked toward Slytherin, the table in an uproar.
"Christopher Cross," Chris looked nervously up the steps before politely nodding and taking his seat at the stool.
"GYRFINDOR!" Chris sighed, walking off to the Gryfindor table with a big grin to Harry, he grinned back.
"Michealangelo Daniels," GRYFINDOR!
"Louis Mentor," the dark headed boy seemed to glide up the steps, standing in front of McGonagall he merely held out his hands. The Professor raised an eyebrow at him before looking to Dumbledore who had given her a nod, she handed the hat over.
"SLYTHERIN! Let me up!" The hat wiggled and squirmed in Louis' hands. His face reminded emotionless as he handed the hat back to McGonagall and glided to his table.
"All we need, more people for Slytherin," Ron grumbled beside him as he shook his head. Mike and Chris took seat beside Adam, both smiling widely at Harry.
"Congratulations on getting into Gryfindor you two," Harry smiled, starting to get a little uncomfortable at all the attention.
"Thanks, Harry," Chris blushed and smiled, looking down at his plate.
"You knew I wouldn't pass up a chance to get near you, right Harry?" Mike smiled seductively. Ron coughed in surprise and Hermoine, who had been silent this entire time, watching, raised an eyebrow. Harry blushed crimson.
"Now that the sorting is done," Harry tuned Dumbledore back in, used to his yearly speech, "and before we eat," Harry's stomach gave an enraged lurch, making the Gryfindor flinch slightly, "I'd like to introduce two more new additions to out Hogwarts family. The door leading to the teacher's table opened and in walked Donatelo Daniels, followed by a short female with wavy black hair and sharp gray eyes.
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I'm praying you liked my cliffhanger enough to review, there are some interesting turns residing in the next chapter, and in chapters soon to come, Harry's species and heritage will be revealed in the fullest, but that's not until later. Please review me and to speed the process along I won't answer any questions just yet, most of them will be answered next chapter so cross your fingers and hearts while you review.
SUGGESTIONS are OPEN!!!!
Thank you to those of you who have reviewed and I particularly like the idea of Mike doing some unspeakables to Harry...intriguing