AN: This chapter has be rewritten, slightly at least.
Summary: Harry gets resorted into Slytherin, Dumbledore has something to say to the pupils, frustration, anger, longing, abnormal magical talents, wondering and feelings.
¤¤Harry's thoughts¤¤
&&Draco and Snape's thoughts&&
€€Other not so important peoples thoughts€€
"Everybody when they talk"
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Chapter 3:
The meal was over and everybody was to follow the Slytherin prefect to the common room. Harry chose to walk in the back, he didn't want to come across Malfoy and his gorillas right now. He didn't feel like have petty fights right now.
None of those from Slytherin spoke to him, and he didn't care, he wouldn't want to talk to his new housemates anyway.
The password to the Slytherin common room was Sata, which meant 'snake spirit' in Egyptian, if you choose to trust the prefect. Harry thought it was a wicked password though the common room itself was even better.
¤¤Just like I remember it.¤¤
Actually, he liked the Slytherin common room better than the Gryffindor tower. Not as bright. It was dark with a silver and green interior, no windows, it was purely elegant.
The prefect, whose name Harry didn't know, told him that his belongings were already in his new dorms. The sixth year boy dormitory was up the stairs and the second door to the left. He stalked up the stairs, welcoming a peaceful night.
When he stepped into the room, he registered that it was pretty much the same as the Gryffingdor dorm, only different colours, which were of course, green and silver instead of the red and golden. In the place of windows there were lots of mirrors, Harry idly wondered if that was Malfoy's doing. ¤¤Vain git.¤¤
His bed was made and his things creased nicely. Harry sat down on his bed, the sheets were black silk with silver edges. He felt like sleeping in early would help with the excess stress, so he went to his trunk to find his PJ, but it was gone.
Harry was cut off from his furious searching for his PJ's when the door burst open and in sauntered Malfoy, Crabb and Goyle.
¤¤Ah, my lovely roomies!¤¤
"So Potter, come to beg for mercy?" Draco smirked while his two gorillas bellowed and sang in a horrible of tone sing-song-voice... "Potty, Potty, Potty."
"You wish! Now leave me alone I'm not in the mood for your stupid excuse of intellectual nagging."
Harry went to his trunk again, but after some stressful seconds turned to Draco.
"Who's been through my trunk? I can't find my night clothes."
Draco smiled and pointed to a packaged which lay on Harry's bed.
"Here in Slytherin we've got a special rule, nobody can be more comfortable than others, that's why all use the same night clothes. In the package, you will find yours, I trust you can manage to open it yourself."
Harry glared long and hard, and glanced sceptically from Draco too Goyle and Crabb. He shock his head and opened the pack.
¤¤Holy mother of god! These people are odd, do they expect me to wear this?¤¤
Inside the package lay several black silk boxers.
"What's with this? Am I only supposed to wear these? Silk is cold, I don't like to have it close to my skin. I demand to sleep in a shirt!"
"Oh poor thing! Potty doesn't like silk boo-hoo! Well why don't you go to Professor Snape and complain! His personal pick!".
Harry groaned ¤¤Just my luck to discovering Snapes kinky side on close hold!¤¤
He took up one of them and looked at it.
¤¤No way I'm going to ware this little thing, I going to freeze my arse off. I'll just lay awake until those creatures are asleep and put on a shirt, what they don't know won't hurt them.¤¤
Draco, Goyle and Crabb got undressed and took their own boxers on, never in his life had Harry thought that Slytherins were so…'open'! He himself chose to change behind the curtains.
&&Would you look at that, Potter is ashamed, doesn't want us to see his ugly body? What's he got to hide? I'll bet he's never worn silk before, poor golden-boy, how pathetic.&&
Draco thought amused to himself while he closed his eyes to get some sleep, after personally vowing to hex Crabb or Goyle if they made any noise, I mean, after all, he needed his beauty sleep.
The next morning Harry woke and realised he was late, ¤¤Curse those silk beddings, they're too pleasant.¤¤
Draco who had been awake since seven couldn't past this great chance to make his day better slip away.
"So, slept well Potter? I trust you didn't freeze since you stubbornly chose to wear a shirt, but honestly you could at least find one that matched. I truly believe you need to go on a shopping trip, because I won't allow you to walk around in those Gryffindor clothes you have."
Harry was extremely annoyed with the other boys' stupid smirk, it seemed to be painted on.
"So, you're watching me sleep now are you? Didn't believe you were the kind of person who lay awake at night and watched the other boys sleeping Malfoy. Kinky, have many fetishes do we?"
With that said, Harry walked to the bathroom and leaving Draco there gaping like a complete idiot.
Later when Harry was done showering and was searching through his trunk for some clean clothes he had to admit to himself than he really needed some new clothes. He dressed himself in black pants and a grey V-necked sweater and
hurried down to the great hall, as it was time for breakfast.
When Harry came into the hall the first he did was to walk over to the Gryffindor table where Hermoine and Ron sat. But when he came a good 10 feet away from them he noticed an x-Ravenclaw by their side talking cheerfully with them.
Harry's eyes meet theirs, but there was no need for words, their eyes said it all. He wasn't welcome any longer, he'd been replaced, and his so called friends had banished and forgotten him. And it wasn't even his fault, it was that highly irritating Dumbledorks fault, HE WAS THE GUILTY ONE!
¤¤Oh you just wait until I get my hands on you Dumbledore, you're going down!¤¤
Having no choice except to sit down at the Slytherin table, he again set himself as far as possible away from Draco Malfoy.
¤¤Why me? I had such a pleasant life before. Well, I'm glad I'm not friends with them anymore, what kind of person would banish their best friend after 5 year, just because he was placed in another house? Its not like I'm becoming the next dark lord because of this slight change, honestly, how thick headed can you get. I'm glad I'm not their friend anymore, I would forgive them even if they begged on their knees! Stupid banishing lions.¤¤
Through the whole breakfast one could only see Harry looking miserable and playing with his food. And now that he sat and thought about how poorly his x-friends had treated him, Draco Malfoy of course happened to show up.
"Oh poor thing, sitting here and feeling sorry for yourself Potter? I trust you have realised just how stupid it was of you to turn down my hand of friendship in our first year. You should have listened to me then, I saw right through Granger and Weasel, they're fake! They never cared about you, they liked your name and your glory. Of course they wanted to befriend
the oh so famous Harry Potter, The-Boy-Who-Lived. But you're in Slytherin now Potter, and no longer good enough for them."
The blonds words hurt, mostly because Harry understood that he was right, they were fake, had always been. He was just about to answer him when his 'favourite professor' stood to speak.
"Some of you already know that I said yesterday that we were to have a project which will help us to get to know each other more. We are to have two groups and to make this groups more rightly we are going to use the Ying and Yang concept. You probably know what it is, but for you who are feeling a
bit confused please listen carefully.
Two persons can't be together if they're not Ying and Yang. If two Yings or two Yangs are together, than their relationship will not be of the best. Two persons so much alike as two Yings or Yangs will not be good for each other. It has to be a Ying and a Yang, do you understand?"
Everybody nodded, while Harry tried to avoid the headmasters eyes.
¤¤How can he act like he hasn't just destroyed my life?¤¤
"Great, now this will work just like the house sorting, but you will instead hold a white stone in you left hand, and a black in your right. McGonagall will call you names and you will come up here one by one and calmly sit on the stool while she casts a spell over you which will allowed you to go into a trance. The stones will show us if you're Ying or Yang. If the white stone
is lit then you're a Ying, and if the black stone lit up you're a Yang. After you are chosen please go to one of the main walls, Yings to the left and Yangs to the right. Yings and Yang from each year are on groups together, and this is an interhouse project if you where wondering".
McGonagall started to read out the names. But Harry didn't pay
attention.
"Granger, Hermoine", Hermoine walked up to the stool and Harry looked at her with disgusted. She went into a trance and the white stone shone brightly.
"Weasely, Ronald" Ron's black stone shone and he walked do to stand on the right side of the room together with Finnigan.
When Draco Malfoy's white stone shone brightly he wore a priceless expression on his face and Harry really wished he had a camera. ¤¤That would have made a smashing picture to hang around the school.¤¤
The Ying were seen upon as feminine and Yangs were Masculine. &&Clearly the stones made a mistake, I'm not feminine, I'm as fricken' masculine as they get!&&
"Potter, Harry"
¤¤Here we go, and thank you fate for this lovely life, appreciate it!¤¤
Harry walked up to the professor and sat down on the stool, McGonagall cast the trance spell over him. But Harry felt like something was wrong because he could still hear and feel everything around him. He sat there in the stool with both stones in his hands, but nothing happened, they didn't shine.
¤¤What now….?¤¤
McGonagall looked towards Dumbledore and he nodded, she took away the white stone and placed another black stone in Harry's left hand.
A second after the other black stone hit his left palm, his two hands flew together and a powerful black light filled the hall.
Every student gasped, this was not normal, is seemed that Harry was a very powerful Yang, which you found very few of today. A powerful Yang/Ying was a person who could be a perfect fit to either a Ying or a Yang.
¤¤Hello! How long do I have to sit here? I must look like a complete idiot sitting here with stones in my hands. I can probably go down now, wouldn't hurt anyone if I sat on a more pleasant stool.¤¤
Harry stood up, opened his eyes and was met by shocked looking stares, even McGonagall was looking at him in disbelief.
"How did you do that, Potter?"
¤¤What no more Harry, oh well, hadn't been expected it anyway. She only loves here precious Gryffindors¤¤
"Do what?" Harry asked slightly annoyed, what was her problem?
"You came out of the trance before I took it of, which is supposed to be impossible."
¤¤Well excuse me for being slightly different!¤¤
Harry got no change to answer though, because Dumbledore called for him to step up.
"What is it now, decided to sort me into Hufflepuff did we?" he sneered at the professor. Dumbledore only smiled at him.
"No, no, no, I only ask for you to show me your wrists." Dumbledore said with that blasted twinkle in his eyes.
"Why?" Harry asked sceptical.
"Oh nothing special, I'm just going to check something."
Harry really wanted to show his headmaster something els, but had no choice but to do as he was told. He pulled up his sleeves and showed the wanting man what he wanted.
¤¤Arg, I hate him, I hate him, I hate him!¤¤
Dumbledore looked at them and mumbled, "Ahh, yes, mmm, yes, yes. I'll have to ask you to think about something that makes you angry".
"Oh that will be quiet easy with you around professor." Harry said with a sweet tone. He thought back at he resorting and his now x-friends. And his scar on his left wrist started to glow, this made Dumbledore smiled cheerfully. Harry really wanted to know what was going on, he had had that scar as long as he
remembered, and once in a while when he was really angry or in danger it would glow. He had also a strange looking scar on his back, he didn't know where he had gotten these scars from though, but he had never bothered to think about it much either, their just like always been there. Besides, he lived with the dursley's. Everything could have happened, they might have dropped him into a rose bush when he was little!
"Harry may I see your back too?" Dumbledore said and gave signs for Harry to take of his shirt. Harry just shook his head and did as he was told.
¤¤Gee, can't seem to hide anything from him, how did he know about the scars on my back?¤¤
It wasn't much he could do anyway, but he didn't like the thought about everybody knowing about his scars, they were the reason he demanded to sleep with a shirt on at night.
Harry turned his back against Dumbledore and took his shirt of. He could feel Dumbledore hand stroking the scar while he mumbled to himself. ¤¤Oh I'm soooo not comfortable with this!¤¤
And here he stood before the whole Hogwarts student body, Harry Potter, only in his pants, bare from the waist and up, with an old coot petting his back. He felt like an open book, he
felt all of their eyes on him.
¤¤Thank God I used the holiday to work out.¤¤
It didn't look like any of the student body minded that Harry stood there and showed himself though. Most of the girls were particularly drooling as well as some of the boys. Harry felt disgusted when he saw Hermoine staring at him with water in her mouth. ¤¤I certainly didn't need that mental image, disgusting!¤¤
Draco was in shock once again, that seemed to happen awfully often nowadays. &&What the….? He's got more abs than me! I thought that was impossible. And here I thought he had this thin, bony body! Well, well, he might have a better looking body than me, but I sure as damn have a bigger…….eh…..eh…….hand……yes hand…..than him……heheheh! Bugger I have to spend more time in the gym.&&
Harry who was REALLY sick of standing there denuding himself while everybody stared at him, asked Dumbledore over his shoulder if he'd seen enough. Dumbledore nodded and Harry hurried to get his shirt back on. Low groans were heard all over.
Dumbledore said that breakfast was finished and sent the students to class, but before Harry got out of the hall Dumbledore stopped him and asked if he could speak to him before lunch. Harry agreed, but far from willingly. After all this is a meddling old coot, who knew what he was up too.
TBC
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