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Chapter 5: Putting my foot in

Harry and Theo were in the library, as usual, reading books. Considering Harry felt like everyone was below him, it was surprising that he didn't mind Theo's company. He was well read, didn't blindly follow anybody, and could have intellectual conversations. Harry decided to go back to the common room, Theo had gone earlier, and was surprised by what he saw.

"Well, well well, if it isn't the fucking half blood," a boy in 6th year, Harry thought his name was Marcus Belby, snarled.

"Hello Belby, I like your little gang of pussy cats," Harry said cooly. Around Marcus were a group of other 6th years, all ready to attack. That was when all of them charged forward, two grabbed Harry's arms, one of them shoved him on his knees and one made him look up at Marcus.

"Well, you're where you belong, Potter. At my feet."

"You shouldn't of done that, you broke my observations, you will regret it," Harry snarled, and the two boys holding him fell to the floor unconscious. Harry then broke all the bones in the other members of the gang, and turned to Marcus. "You will take the punishment I give you, what do you have to say beforehand."

Marcus knelt down on his knees. "S-S-Sorry, my lord. I will accept any punishment you give me, and I will serve you in the future."

"I can't believe I'm being nice," Harry muttered, and broke all of the bones in Marcus' body. "Take them to the infirmary," he yelled, and at once two seventh years stepped up.

"What do we do Draco?" Blaise asked him after Harry left. Draco turned to Gregory, Vincent, Daphne, Pansy, and Zabini.

"Well, we wait. I will speak to my father in the holidays, then we act."

That night the only people who slept were Harry Potter and Theodore Nott, the others couldn't wipe the sadistic smile from their minds.

The next morning in Slytherin, nothing seemed to change. Of course, Severus realised something was wrong.

All of the Slytherins had tried to act normal the next morning, however Snape noticed they kept glancing at Harry cautiously.

The selling point for him, however, was at lunch when the Slytherins that had been hospitalized came in. The Slytherins all looked at Harry, and he nodded so they moved for the others to sit down. Marcus then looked at Harry to confirm, and only sat down when he nodded again.

Later on, Snape went to the boys and demanded to know what happened, Marcus immediately refused and made the other boys walk off with him.

"Potter, stay after class," Snape commanded after a potions lesson

"Yes professor?" Harry asked, keeping his mask up.

"Last night, six Slytherin students ended up in the infirmary," Snape said, eyeing Harry closely.

"I only spoke to them for around a minute, though I did hear about a duel getting out of hand."

If it was anyone else Snape would have been approving of his ability to lie without lying.

"GET OUT THEN!" Snape snarled, and was enraged when Harry smiled sadistically before leaving the room.

That night, all of the professors went to a staff meeting to talk about the students. They started with the 7th and made their way down so the teachers that taught electives could leave after the 3rd year discussion. Soon it came to the first years.

"Well, I personally find these first years amazing, I mean, look at this!" Minerva said, pulling out a needle. It was a snake, with scales and all the details of it.

"Who - who made that?" Fillius asked excitedly. Minerva showed the initials, H.J.P. All of the professors were impressed.

"Yes, it seems it isn't just my class Harry is excelling at, I swear he gets bored in it."

All of the professors started praising Harry, other than Snape and Quirrell. Dumbledore suspected Quirrell was silent because of his stutter, but he decided to keep Snape back after the meeting.

"Severus, is something the matter?"

"The brat brewed all of his potions perfectly," Snape spat.

"Is that it?" Asked Dumbledore, sincerely hoping it was.

"No. Last night, six Slytherins ended up in the infirmary, I know it was him."

"Do you have any proof?" Dumbledore asked, already knowing there wasn't. Snape shook his head.

"Keep an eye on him, report to me for anything concerning him," and with that, Dumbledore walked out.

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