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Chapter 2: I'll Be Watching You!

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"Well mate, here is Professor Dumbledore's office!" Eric said to Harry as they walked up to his door. "I hope you get sent to the Gryffindor house, but if you don't that's okay to! Well I need to go got to meet Ginny!" Eric gave Harry a friendly slap on the back, and took off.

What a very odd one indeed!

Harry silently watched as Eric skipped down the great hall. He didn't know why Malfoy had called him Fairy Jones, but maybe he's just being cruel. He reached over to open the door, but it suddenly flew back.

"Ah my dear boy, do come in!" An old man, who he assumed was Professor Dumbledore grinned and motioned for Harry to come into his office, and quietly closed the door.

Harry walked in silently and sat in a chair. As Prof. Dumbledore came around Harry noticed that his silver, yet out of control hair was tied neatly into a black silk ribbon, and he had a never ending twinkle in his eyes.

"You must be the exchange student from America!" Prof. Dumbledore sat down and held out a bowl full of candy, "Lemon Drop?"

Harry looked at the candy. No one has ever offered him anything. It was strange, but he couldn't resist because lemon drops is his favorite candy.

"Thank you sir," He said and grabbed a lemon drop and popped it in his mouth.

Harry watched Prof. Dumbledore grab a file from off his desk, and began to look through it.

"Mr. Potter. You're from New York City. I herd it's a marvelous place down there." He said never looking away from the file.

"Yes sir, it is. It's really outstanding." Harry lied.

Not like I ever seen the whole place. I was always locked up, and couldn't do anything.

Harry frowned and looked down at his black fingernails. He hated how people talked about things that they've done and seen. He never got to explore NYC or do anything for that matter, because his Uncle was finding the smallest things wrong, and would punish him for it even if it was all his Dudley's fault. He hated those people, and he hated to go back.

"Well it's not like it's an important issue." Dumbledore said smiling. "The issue is to find what house you should go in!" He looked down at the file.

Harry looked up at the professor. What house would he be placed in?

"Well I must say you have excellent grades Mr. Potter!" He looked back up, eyes twinkling.

Where is this going? I don't really seem to like that never ending twinkle in his eyes.

"But you do have a history in detention. Shall I say very Slytherin?" Dumbledore grinned, and sat back in his chair, grabbing another lemon drop.

"So what does this mean sir?" Harry said, getting a little aggravated at Dumbledore for not getting to the point.

"Ah, let me just say Mr. Potter, that you are now placed in Slytherin!" Dumbledore grinned once again, and handed Harry a lip of paper, which was probably his class schedule.

"Oh… Thank you sir" Harry said, and grabbed the paper and turned to leave, when he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Just remember dear boy, do let your mind get too ahead of your heart."

With that last statement Harry shrugged off his hand, and walked out the office and into the great hall. Harry wrapped his arms around his stomach, and walked quietly with his head down.


What was that supposed to mean! Harry looked around, and realized he was lost. Great! Where am I supposed to go now?

Suddenly as if someone read his mind, he ran into something rather large.

"SHIT!" Harry said stumbling backwards and falling to the cold, hard floor.

"Oh My God, I'm so sorry!" A young female voice said frantically, as she began rushing around. "Here let me help you!"

Harry looked up to see a bushy haired girl standing in front of him. She was very pretty, but amongst the rushing about she was also looking around the hall cautiously. It seemed like she was looking for some one, or rather avoiding them.

"No I'm fine. Thank you." Harry pushed himself off the floor, and grabbed his paper.

"Oh, okay well….I must be going!" She said and started to walk off.

He looked down at his paper. His first class was English.

Crap! Where in the hell is that! This school is so big compared to my other one!.

"Hey! Wait!" Harry called out to the bushy haired girl, but she was already gone. "Shit!" He made a noise, and looked around the hall.

"Hey freak!" said a low, sardonic drawl.

Harry froze. He knew that voice from somewhere.

Aw NO! Why did this day have to get any worse!

Harry turned around to face the one person he didn't want to see at this moment.

"Malfoy…." Harry growled.

"Oh, so the freak knows my name now?" Draco smirked, crossing his arms elegantly.

"What's it to you!" Harry retorted, his anger rising.

"What's it to me? Oh nothing, because i REALLY don't give a shit." Draco said and walked closer to Harry.

Harry clinched his fist. Why did this bastard have to show up! He didn't like where this is going. He gave Malfoy one last look and began to turn away, but his paper was suddenly snatched away from his hands.

"Harry Potter…." Draco drawled, looking at the paper. "Its say's you're a Slytherin. Wow, I'm so disappointed. I thought you would be a Griffdork!"

Harry growled and tried to make a grab at the paper, but failed.

"Not so fast Potter!" Draco smiled evilly, and laughed at Harry's feeble attempt to grab the paper.

"Give me the damn paper, Malfoy!" Harry growled once again, as his rage began to get out of control. He lunged at Malfoy and ruffly pushed him against the stoned wall, grabbing his throat tightly.

"You need to leave me the fuck alone! You've have done enough today, and completely ruined it, but if you don't give me that paper, and tell me where the English class room I'll--- "

"BOYS!" A cold drawl came from behind Harry.

Draco smirked as Harry suddenly released his grip on his neck, and froze.

"What is the meaning of this!" the voice said again.

"Yes Professor Snape. Potter and I here were having a friendly discussion." Draco smiled and pushed Harry off of him.

"No need for your lies Mr. Malfoy" Prof. Snape glared at the two boys and then snatched the paper from Draco's hand.

"Mr. Potter I resume." Snape glared at he blacked haired boy, "I'm very disappointed in both of you. " Snape then looked at both boys. "You Slytherins know better than to act like immature children "

"I can explain sir—." Harry tried to tell Prof. Snape about what happened but was cut off., which pissed Harry off more.

"No need to explain Mr. Potter." Snape said and handed the paper back to Harry, and turned around and began to walk away. He suddenly stopped and looked over his shoulder. "Detention for the both of you! Tomorrow after school, and No excuses!" He glared at them one last time, and was off.

Harry didn't like that guy. Right now, he didn't like ANYONE! He turned around, only to meet Malfoy's glare.

"You made it out safely this time, Potter, but you need to be more careful about what you do." Malfoy growled "Because no matter what you do or where you go I'll be watching you!" With that he gave Harry another death glare, and walked away.

Harry watched the blonde retreat.

That mother fucker has some nerve!

Harry growled, and picked up his crumbled paper. He didn't know why, but through all that anger, his mind was just going on and on about how beautiful Malfoy was when he was angry.

MY GOD! SHUT UP!

Harry mentally screamed at himself, and sighed as his mind calmed down. He really didn't need to get all gooey about this guy, because he wasn't worthy of his time. Sighing, he walked back over to the office, and knocked on the door. Harry heard someone shuffling around, and muffled "I'm coming". He looked down at the paper again, the back up to see Prof. Dumbledore standing in the door way.

"Mr. Potter, do come in!" Dumbledore moved over as Harry entered. "What can I do for you?"

Harry looked at him, and sighed.

"I'm lost…" He said quietly, and adverted his gaze to the floor.

"I Thought so! " Dumbledore laughed softly and clasped Harry's shoulder. "Well since I already know what class you have first, I'll just tell you."

Harry listened quietly to the directions, and nodded.

"Thank you" Harry gave a small smile and left.

As he walked down the hall, he found out how easy it was to get to his class. Then when he stopped at the door, he became nervous.

Come on! Now is not the time to get nervous. Who cares what they think!

He bit his lip and entered. The teacher that was talking stopped and gave Harry a bright smile.

"Do come in! Professor Dumbledore has already informed me of your arrival" the teacher smiled brightly, and walked over to Harry. She Grabbed his arm, and led him to the front of the class.

"Fellow Slytherins and Gryffindors. I would like you to meat the newest member of Slytherin; Harry Potter." She said in a crisp tone.

Harry looked amongst the class. He saw the bushy haired girl, who currently had her nose in her book. He then saw Eric, who waved frantically, and received several glares from his fellow Gryffindors. Then he looked over to the Slytherins. As he was looking, his eyes connected with a certain pair of silver eyes.

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Well how did you like it? Im sorry if it has errors, but I sort of quickly put this chapter together. I'm kind of happy about how it turned out. Anyways please R&R! -Gives cookies to all!-

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