Harry Weasley

Chapter Thirty Seven: It's Not Him

When Harry went down to breakfast that next morning, he found that the stares of the students and Professors were on him. "What's going on here, why is everyone looking at me like that?" Harry asked his best friend and brother Ron.

"Everyone thinks either you are the Heir of Slytherin, or know who it is. Don't worry Harry, those of us that know you don't think so. Draco, Pansy, Greg and Vincent are trying to dispel the myth around the Slytherin House, while Luna is spreading the word around the Ravenclaws. The Hufflepuffs don't really think that it is that way, but Dudley has a few friends in there, and he is trying to get them to see the light." Ron was trying to sound enthusiastic about this, but Harry knew that it was going to be a hard time of it, until they found out what was going on.

"Hey Weasley, have you set your beast on anyone lately?" The voice of Blaize Zambini was grating on Harry's nerves already, and he didn't really have anything nice to say.

"No, why are you volunteering Zambini. I hear that it like little Slytherin wanna be's." Harry's scowl was one that would match and make Snape's look like a nice one.

The rest of the day went by similar to this, and Harry was constantly harangued by both the students and Professors that either didn't get the message or didn't believe it that Harry didn't have anything to do with it. They all thought that since Harry could speak with snakes as a Parselmouth, that he would be the one that would know about it. Of course no one could possibly have any clue to the truth about what was happening. In fact if Harry had his choice, he would have preferred that it was him when he found out later whom it was.

At lunch that day, Harry spent the time in the ROR looking through the books that he had borrowed from the Charms Professor, and was looking into different things about Tom Riddle and what he has done before and since he left Hogwart's. He found that there wasn't much written on his history, and what he had done. It was found out that shortly after he left the school, he started in on his plan on taking over the Wizardring world. He started out on his reign of terror, and put together his band of followers shortly there after.

He found that there wasn't much more to find out, but that there were rumors that Salazar Slytherin had a large monster in his Chamber, and that it was one that could petrify its victims. He shook his head, and hoped that it wasn't true, or if it was, that it wasn't there anymore.

Harry went to the rest of his classes that day and found that even tho there weren't any more that were accusing him of it, there were some more that were on his side and believed him now. He was happy for this, and found that he was having a good day.

At dinner that night, he walked into the hall with a slight smile on his face, and sat at the Gryffindor Table next to Ron and Hermoine. "Hey it seems that our plan on dissuading the students about me being the Heir is working. I haven't really been bothered about it since lunch." Harry was smiling when he said this, but his smile was soon turning into a frown when he heard the unmistakable voice of Blaize Zambini yelling over to him.

"Hey Weasley, I hear that you weren't around most of the day. Were you down in the Chamber playing with your little pet? Maybe you were planning on your next victim. So who is it going to be, maybe your little mudblood girlfriend there? Yah that's it, she is going to be the next ..." He was cut off rather quickly when Draco decked him to shut him up. Draco didn't like the little pretender to the throne of the Slytherin house.

Snape looked down at his favorite student with a sneer and told him. "As much as I hate to say this Mr. Malfoy, you will be having detention with me tonight. Meet me in my classroom after you have dinner, and you will be cleaning cauldrons tonight." He went back to his dinner and if he had noticed the Draco was smirking after that, he didn't let on.

"It was worth it, he shouldn't have been saying what he was. Everyone should know, that Harry wouldn't be the one who is doing this. I don't personally know who it is, but I know that the Great Salazar Slytherin wouldn't choose a Proud Gryffindor as his Heir." Draco finished up his dinner and made his way out of the Great Hall down to the Potions Classroom for his detention. He knew that he had to face his punishment for what he did. He also knew that it was worth getting the detention to defend one of his friends. He never thought at the beginning of his first year that he would become friends with Harry Weasley, or that his parents would turn their back on the Death Eaters completely, but it has happened.

A Malfoy and a Weasley were friends now, and their parents were on speaking terms. This is going to be one to go down in the history books. Maybe it will even be in the next version of Hogwart's a History about how The Slytherin and the Gryffindor Houses have put aside their differences. "Hmm, this is going to be an interesting next five and a half years that we're here at the school. I wonder what will happen over the next few years?" He was mumbling to himself as he started in on his detention, then on his homework that night.

"So do you think that Draco meant what he said in their tonight Ron?" Harry was a bit worried, but he didn't want to voice his concerns to anyone else that would think he is crazy.

"Sure I do Harry. He hasn't shown any type of dissent towards us. I know what the history of are families are, but even mum and dad are happy that we are all getting along now. They're even getting along with the Malfoys now. I never thought that it would happen, but it has. Hey Hermoine, I think that the next version of Hogwart's a History will have something in it about us and how we have brought the houses together. What do you think?" Ron turned to the other member of the trio that was quickly turning into a lot more people.

"I think you are right Ron, and I also believe that he should be trusted. He hasn't done anything to prove us wrong about his intent. I am happy to have them on our side instead of against us actually." Hermoine went back to her book that she was reading, and was happy that her friends were showing interest in their work more.