The New Trio by henriette
Summary: Harry gets resorted into Slytherin, Dumbledore is being an ass, frustration, Harry is best friends with Draco and Blaise, and hates Hermoine and Ron, half gods, vampires, Snape, Ying and Yang and love (possible Slash).
&&Harry's thoughts&&.
#£#Goodweil's thoughts#£#.
€Snape's thoughts€.
€+Other not so important peoples thoughts+€+.
"Everybody when they talk".
I don't own a thing, so there is absolutely no reason to sue me! Just thought I should make that clear.
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Previously in The New Trio:
They all groaned, battled their way through the pillow ocean and dragged themselves towards their common rooms where they planed to sit down with some friends and gossip over the new and fresh information they had got on the whole of Hogwarts.
"Happy now Princess? You got your 'first up'". Harry asked Draco as he sat down by the black haired teen in the Slytherin common room.
"I wouldn't have expected less!" Draco answered with an air of superiority.
"Of course you wouldn't!"
AN: Since I didn't get any ideas for a prize to the winners of the game show I'm not going to make a big deal about it and just give them some prize money!
Chapter 8: Mind reader.
A whole week had gone since the competition and Hogwarts was once again a peaceful place to live………….
Harry went down to the common room, he was the only one there, the rest of his housemates were on their way up to the Great Hall for dinner. All except one.
Pansy stood lent to a book shelf as she watched Harry like a hawk. She had done this many times before. She just loved to watch him move, walk, concentrate over a difficult text, biting his under-lip when he was unsure of something, even watch him sneering at something that disgusted him. He intoxicated her, he was so forbidden and interesting, she couldn't help but want him.
She pushed herself away from the self and walked slowly towards him with lust in her bright blue eyes.
Harry knew Parkinson had been watching him, he had caught her many times in classes or under dinner. And he didn't like it one bit, it annoyed him terribly.
Harry saw that Parkinson was on her way over to him and tried to ignore her, it wasn't easy when he so awfully well could hear her shoes tapping loudly against the stone floor as she came closer and closer.
Harry started to walk faster, the only place he could escape her was in his dorm, so that was his main goal to reach.
The black haired boy nearly ran up the stairs with Pansy hot on his heals, but managed to reach the door and with that saving himself from an awful fate when he slammed the door close in the blond girls face.
Harry breathed out in relief and rested his back to the door. Pansy stood on the other side of the piece of wood, and she was obviously not happy with the end result of her hunt. She groaned and kicked the door, before yelling 'gay!' to Harry, and realizing she had lost this round, left to get some dinner.
Harry let his back-head bump into the dorm door and sighed, "Psycho bitch!"
"Why hello Potter, running away from Pansy are we now? Well I can't say it surprises me, you aren't exactly tough guy material…"
Harry had escaped one person he disliked to be locked up with another, Draco Malfoy was sitting on his bed, grinning at Harry, clearly amused by the scene he had witnessed.
&&Just my luck! Today is just not my day.&&
"Shut it Malfoy!" Harry stood with his eyes closed and wished the earth would open up and swallow Malfoy, so he hadn't noticed that Draco had moved and stood now directly in front of him.
"And here I am believing she was your type! Or perhaps Pansy was right in her accusations of you, do you prefer the same sex? I bet you like it hard don't you Potter, scream like a bitch you do!"
Draco was standing only inches apart from Harry with a satisfied grin on his face. Harry opened his eyes as he felt Draco's warm breath against his face. The tallest of the two looked angrily at the one in front of him and pushed him hard so he fell backwards and slammed his back against a bed-pole.
"Fuck you ferret, you have no clue as to what you're talking about! Parkinson is as far as you can get from my type and I'm not gay, not that it's any of your business….."
Harry would normally be angrier, but he was just too tired. He had had a terrible day, Snape had been a bitch and so had Weasel and Granger, those two just couldn't leave him alone, they always had to nag him and spread awful rumours.
Harry stood away from the door and straightened his robe, "Now if you would get out of my face I would be forever grateful. I'm going up to dinner, and what you do with yourself is of no concern of mine…"
He walk to the door and said a last thing to Malfoy as he went. "Oh and by the way, I wouldn't go waltzing around in this scary old castle without your gorillas if I was you Malfoy. You might get hurt, something which would be terrible, and who would carry you when you faint of fright because you see a ghost?"
Draco fought his angry sneer of his face and followed Potter.
"Hey Potter, wait up!" Draco gripped Harry by the shoulder and turned him around, the boy only looked at him with bored eyes.
Draco took a deep breath to calm himself and said seriously, "Listen Potter, you're in Slytherin now and incidentally in my dorm. So now you have to learn and follow some rules, my rules."
Harry smiled amused and shock his head. "Well….you better tell me your rules on the way to the great hall, I'm hungry and I'm not going to miss this meal because of you!"
Malfoy thought about it before he nodded slowly, "I can tolerate that." Harry nodded too and walk behind Malfoy out the common room entrance.
Harry and Draco walked together to the great hall talking and discussing eagerly. Harry even laughed once in a while, but only because of Draco's abnormally dumb rules. It was a sight for the gods, seeing the two rivals together, many did a double take when they saw them and many wished they had a camera. After all, this was a once in a life time experience.
But for some selected few this wasn't so strange. Many had changed their opinion about Harry after he was resorted. Suddenly their view of the Boy who lived turned upside down; They had learnt that he was really a slimy snake aka. Slytherin from the start. He had fooled them all, tricked them to like him, played innocent and nice. He was a cruel asshole for all they knew. And a Slytherin too!
But Harry, and Draco for that matter, found their state of mind disturbing. They realized that they really didn't mind each others company that much, you could even go so far as to say that they enjoyed it. But they would never admit it of course, Merlin no that would just be……wrong!
When they reached the doors to the hall Draco had only just told Harry half of his rules, so for the first time that year they sat together at the table. Draco insisted on Harry learning all of his rules, and Harry insisted that Draco was insane, in a good way mind you.
Meanwhile at the Gryffindors table, the lions were watching the two with anger in their eyes. How dared they, thinking they were something, slimy snakes. They must be stopped!
"All right, rule number 8: When you're a Slytherin you'll have to be a Slytherin in everything you do; how you dress, act and look, it all have to say 'I'm in Slytherin, and damned proud of it'. And since you're…..you, and have a poor taste, I'm going to take you shopping. But I'm not sending you alone, I'm sure you don't see the difference between royal blue and dark blue! I could of course send another Slytherin with you, but I can't trust them not to fuck with you, they might trick you into buying a neon green sweater with glitter on the edges, it would be a nightmare!"
Draco explained eagerly while he ate, Harry grabbed a chicken bone while he looked musingly at Draco.
"Okay……..but what is the difference between the two? And what is this neon……thingy?" Harry smiled playfully at Draco as he threw his newly selected blueberry muffin at Harry.
"You really are hopeless Potter, I'll never let you buy you own clothes as long as you're in my house!"
Harry picked up the muffin Draco had so generously given him, and took a good bite, "You see, there you start with that my house thing again, you have serious possession problems."
Draco lifted his head up high and said "But it is my house! I'm the perfect Slytherin wouldn't you say?"
"Yeah yeah whatever, you're the perfect snake." Harry said lazily as he filled his plate with food.
"And with a bit of practise you'll also have a chance to be like me. Just learn my rules and how to best follow them, and everything will be just fine." Draco explained while he stole some food from Harry, afterall he had given his muffin to Harry.
"Yeah, and with a bit of practise form your side you'll have a chance to be a decent seeker, just learn how to fly and how to best avoid losing, and everything will be just fine."
"Hah hah, very amusing Potter, you've got me cracking up over here." Harry sent him a cocky grin and wiggled his eyebrows.
Draco and Harry walked together to the common room, Draco kept on telling Harry his rules while the black haired one only nodded and smiled amusingly at him. As Harry made Draco talk about something else, they agreed on Harry calling the other Slytherins by their first names, something which was common in the green and silver house. But he had to remember not to call Crabbe and Goyle by their birth names, well he could but then he had better like being punched in the face. They also agreed that if Harry had any friends in the other houses Draco would call them by their first name. Not that Harry had any friends at the moment…..he had some acquaintances but they were unimportant. Draco could treat the Gryffindors, Harry's old friends, just as he pleased. Harry didn't care, he even found himself calling them by rude newly invented nicknames some times. Weasel and Beaver were his favourites though, he liked animals.
But the most important and strangest thing about their somewhat 'peace-deal' was that they were to call each other Harry and Draco, though they were allowed to say Malfoy, Potter, Ferret and Scar-face in heated moments. You could say they became somewhat friends that day they walked down the hall discussing name callings.
Their hand shake of agreement out side the common room door had been a changing point. One week after the agreement Harry got to know his new housemate on a new level, he became one of them. And they just as he and Draco enjoyed each others company. Harry found himself in a life situation he would never believe he would be in, he enjoyed himself in the snake house, he had become a snake.
And next week Harry, Draco and Marcus Flint were going shopping in Hogsmead for a new wardrobe for Harry, using the contest money. And Harry, though he didn't tell anyone, was looking forward to it.
Harry went down to the great hall for some breakfast. Draco would come later; he refused to leave the room before he got his morning shower and fixed his hair. And only that would take a while so Harry didn't bother to wait for him. Harry sat down with Marcus and some of his friends, they discussed who the most pathetic student of Hogwarts was, and Longbottom was a clear winner.
"I mean, he's useless! He couldn't make a simple potion even if his life depended on it. If I was Snape I would sooner let an elephant into my classroom than Longbottom." Marcus said enthusiastically and waved his arms around imitating Longbottom.
Harry joined their laughter before starting on his story. "Okey, listen here guys.." he started slowly getter all of their attention. "One time some years ago the beaver, weasel and I were going outside to get something and he tried to stop us. We had been doing this many times before and already lost Gryffindor many house points, so he wanted to make sure we stayed inside the common room this time.
You can of course guess how that went; Granger hit him square in the chest with a full body binding spell and he fell to the floor like a stone. You should have seen his face, he was petrified, scared shitless. The rest of the house found him the next day, still stiff as a board and with a soaked pyjamas. He had pissed himself, you see he was on his way to the bathroom when he saw us and decided to be a hero!" Harry smiled satisfied and looked at his friends with a raised eyebrow. They looked from him and over to the lions table and collapsed in helpless glee. They tumbled onto each other, howling with laughter.
The hall dropped their food and turned their heads around to the breaking point, the Slytherins were laughing. The SLYTHERINS were LAUGHING!
€+The end is near, we are all going to die+€+
Even though they were all surprised, they really shouldn't be. The Slytherin house had drastically changed since Potter and Malfoy obviously had become friends. They laughed publicly and had even become more rude than before. But why shouldn't they? They got Mr. Charming on their team afterall!
But some didn't like this new development; it went against history and rules.
€I don't like this, not one bit! Why are they getting along? He shouldn't even be in my house! He's the perfect Gryffindor, brave and stupid. So why does he get so well along with my snakes? I don't like the way this is going, he seems to have several personalities, what is he hiding, what does he wish to accomplish with this?€
Snape sat sipping his black coffee and watching his newest house member like a raven, he would get to the bottom of him.
"And then there was the time some pixies decided to hang him from the chandelier by his robe, beautiful moment that was, one of the best moments of my life. I laughed my ass of, he looked so pathetic, he couldn't get down and yelled "Why is it always me?" You try to look supportive when all you really want to do is take a picture to make the moment last!"
Harry's audience exploded into fresh howls of mirth, and the entertainer allowed himself some food. But as he sat there enjoying his bagel he was disturbed by a voice. He looked around his table, but didn't see anything or anyone suspicious. After a good chew and some juice he at once knew what and who it was.
Someone in the great hall was thinking about him with hatred, and he could hear every word of the thoughts in his mind.
#£#Oh I hate him, who do he think he is, suddenly decides to change and reckons everybody would be okey with that. So what if he's the Boy Who Lived? He's a freak, that's what he is, a freak!#£#
Harry knew why he was hearing some once thoughts, he had first experienced it on his 16th birthday. Apparently he could go inside some once head and communicate with the owner of the thoughts. It was a very handy trick and he was dieing to use it on someone. So he decided to answer the 'call'.
The 'mind reader' looked around the hall and stopped at the Ravenclaw table where he felt a drawing. He was looking directly at a familiar seventh year boy.
&&Why hello Goodweil.&& Harry knew this boy, he had been in a fight with him last year and learnt his name.
#£#Whhaat, whoo, hello what is going on?" Goodweil stuttered and Harry smiled madly, he knew that when he communicated with someone through their head his voice became unrecognisable.
&&A bit scared now are we? Scared you're going insane Goodweil? But don't fret my pet, you see you are not hallucinating, there really is a voice in your head talking to you. And you know what more, I, the owner of the said voice, am sitting in this very hall watching you. You're wearing blue trousers and a grey sweater, quite ugly might I add. Oh and yes, you just stared to bite your nails, bad habit that Goodweil, a sure sign of nervousness.&&
And even what you might believe, that didn't make Goodweil any less skittish.
#£#Whh..at dddo yyoou waant with mme?#£#
Harry was having a blast, this was very entertaining.
&&Oh nothing much really. You see I just happened to hear you say something about Harry Potter that I didn't like all that much. You don't want to die young do you Goodweil, because that's the way you are going?&&
#£# I…I..didnt mean it of course, not one word of what ever you hear me say..think….!#£#
&&Of course you didn't. But even though I will have to ask you for an apology.&&
#£#I'm so sorry, forgive me for my thoughts.#£#
&&You call that an apology, please I should just put you to sleep right now!&&
&&Okey, okey I..I'll go over to Potter right now…..and….apologize to him, right now, right in front of everybody. Please, please let me do it.#£#
Harry was cracking up, who would have guessed Goodweil was this funny? But he couldn't allow himself to laugh because his body was still sitting on the Slytherin table eating.
&&Alright I'll give you one more chance to apologize, but make it look like you mean it this time. And then we will have a little chat afterwards about your behaviour.&&
#£# Thank you, thank you, I'll do my best.#£# Whimpered the Ravenclaw as he stood up and walked slowly towards the Slytherin table and Harry Potter aka the Boy Who Lived.
Goodweil placed himself directly behind Harry looking very much like he wanted nothing more than to be swallowed by the ground. Harry knew his position; he had been listening into Goodweil's thoughts as he walked towards the green and silver table. The Ravenclaws thoughts went from #£#Oh my God#£# to #£#Merlin, kill me now!#£#.
Harry as the saint he was, decided to spare the older boy from absolutely embarrassment, for now. He turned quickly around to come face to face with his victim, Harry smiled evilly, he should do this more often.
#£#Me and my big foul mouth…#£#
"Yes Goodweil, how may I please you this fine morning? A nice curse or a hex, perhaps?" Harry crossed his legs and adopted an aristocrat look. The part of the Slytherin table that was in Harry point of view sniggered loudly, which concomitant that nearly all of the student body stopped to watch the show. Goodweil looked around and twisted his hands nervously.
"I….I…I'm terribly sorry. I di..didn't mean to say..I mean think, what I..thought..about you. I feel awful about it really, if I could I would gladly take it back. I don't know what came over me. It will of course never happen again, wouldn't dream of thinking that about you again, never in my life. You're a great wizard, the best I know really, I think your brilliant actually. So I'm..eh..sorry Potter, real sorry…."
Goodweil was babbling terribly, and all the while scratching the back of neck nervously. People all around them were looking strangely at Goodweil, Has he gone completely insane! They of course, had no idea what Goodweil was talking about, or rather apologising about. Many eyebrows were raised, some had even disappeared under the hairline.
Harry raised his eyes from fixed his shirted. He looked at the boy in front of him seriously for some seconds before cracking up and howling with blissful laughter. He couldn't help himself. Here was Goodweil, the tough Ravenclaw seventh year, apologising to him, Harry bleeding Potter, because he was afraid of a voice inside his head!
It only took seconds before Harry friends started to laugh along with Harry, and as Goodweil became more and more embarrassed, more and more of the Slytherins and the rest of the hall found it amusing.
After Harry had dried his tears away he felt some kind of pity towards Goodweil and went into his mind again to say that he had done well.
The raven dragged his feet over to his table and spent the rest of the breakfast moving his food around his plate and feeling sorry for himself.
#£#Oh God I'm done for it, there is no point for me to live anymore. My name and reputation is destroyed forever.#£#
&&Stop kidding yourself Goodweil, you've never had a name or reputation.&& Ah the cheerful voice was back. Goodweil was fearing the worst. Maybe the voice had changed it's mind about his apology, or maybe…
&&You were good, Harry accepted your apology. I will leave you to your pathetic excuse of a life for now, but if I hear or see something I don't like coming from you, I'll not hesitate to harm you in anyway if I feel the need, or if Harry should feel it of course. &&
Goodweil shooked his head violently even though the voice wouldn't normally notice that. His housemates noticed though, and moved some seats away. #£#No no of course, it wouldn't happen again, I promise. Just don't harm me, I'll do anything.#£#
&&I find it pleasant that you're eager to please. But I don't have any need of you at the moment, but I will contact you when I need you assistant. Now, behave yourself!&& And with that the voice disappeared, and Goodweil let out a breath he didn't know he had been holding.
"What have I missed?" Draco Malfoy had finally arrived.
"Lots. If you hadn't been so sickly concerned about your hair you would had gotten the laugh of your life!" Marcus explained to Draco with a sinful grin.
Draco cocked his head over to the side and looked at his friends. "Is that right? Why I have you know that my hair isn't only just hair, it is my brand. I have to look good, or the girls will be disappointed!".
"Ah not just the girls Draco, some of the boys too I imagine."
Draco wiggled his eyebrows and smirked. "It is not my fault I'm so irresistible that I attract both sexes, but honestly who can blame them, I am gorgeous!" Draco said cheerfully to Marcus as he sat down.
That sparked Harry's curiosity. "Say what?"
Markus was the one to explain. "Well, you see, pretty boy over here gets love notes from both girls and boys. Everybody wants a piece of the rich and lovely Draco Malfoy. The worst part really, is that Draco is proud of it! He says that so many people can't be wrong, he just have to be the most coveted and edible bachelor in the UK."
Harry looked at Draco's cocky expression and laughed, Draco took it all with masterful calmness.
"You're quite right Marcus, I am the most coveted and edible bachelor in the UK, and proud of it!" Everybody joined Harry and Marcus's glee when they saw that Draco didn't mind, you don't want to piss a Malfoy of after all.
"So anyway, what did I miss?" Draco asked Marcus, who looked from Harry and back to Draco before he jumped into the scene he had witnessed before Draco's arrival. And once again the laugher from the Slytherin table dominated the great hall.
TBC
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