I don't own Harry Potter, this is a fanfiction only.

I lived in the castle for a few months, and ate my meals in the Great Hall. So to me it wasn't really much of anything new. By contrast the other students looked at it with awe and wonder. I know I should not tell them that after a few months and all the work they would have to do they will get used to the place.

I just kept wondering who's brilliant idea was it to make me stand in line with a whole bunch of kids who were either scared, or nerves wrecks. Meaning that thanks to my sense of smell I was smelling more urine than if I went to a public water closet.

The only thing that helped was Hermoine talking with me about which books I liked to read. I guess from the looks Ron was giving us, we were the only ones that actually decided to read some of our class materials before school started. I even heard a few comments such as nerds, and eggheads.

They slowly began to call the names of each student and wouldn't you know it, Hermoine Granger got placed in Ravenclaw. The house that values knowledge if the books I read were telling the truth. She walked happily to the table with the Ravenclaw banners over it.

Draco big surprise, he got placed in Slytherin. If he was anymore into blood purity I would say inbred would fit him quite nicely. He wouldn't shut up about it with his two thugs. The walls of the compartments might as well be made of paper, I could hear every single thing that was said in all the compartments near the one I was in.

There was a silence after they called my name, and from the way everyone pointed and talked about me I didn't feel that comfortable truth be told. I walked over to one of my ever chatty friends. I guess living in the castle I had few people to chat with, the sorting hat was one of the few people I talked with on a regular basis, the other was Mrs. Norris but she took a while to actually consider me a friend.

"So Harry, had to spend a whole trip with a girl. Am I wrong to think that you found someone who someone with your condition might call a mate?" I began to think my answer and it was that it was a little too early to tell.

"Well you know you could really be in any of the four houses, you got that sense of justice, you are smart, humble, and ambitious. You sure aren't what I call an easy student to place." I knew far too well to argue with him, this hat may look mangy and torn but it was wisest person I ever met.

"What do you mean mangy! If you weren't my friend I would stick you with Hufflepuff and watch you get ridiculed and bullied into oblivion. That does it, you asked for it. You better be Slytherin."

I could see the grim on the hat as I walked towards the table with the giant serpent painted on the banners. If you ever ask me do I know how it feels to walk towards your own execution, the answer is yes. That is exactly what I was feeling. The fact that Draco was screaming we got Potter, over and over again didn't help make me feel any better.

The entire Gryffindor Table looked like the world was coming to an end. I guess the only good thing about my seating arrangement was that I was seated closer to Hermoine. The next big shock came as Ronald Weasley, someone who's entire family had always been placed in Gryffindor was actually placed in Slytherin.

There were the comments by his brothers that basically consisted of shaming the family and traitor. Ron, on the other hand, was happy to be placed in a house away from his brothers. During our train ride he told us several stories about how Fred and George used him as prank practice target. If I had siblings like that I would be happy too.

Albus stood up and looked at the students as the sorting ended, "Welcome to another year at Hogwarts, I have a few choice words to say before we continue, Oddnip, Blot, Nitpick, Splot. Thank you." He sat down and Ron looked at me. "Is he insane?"

I couldn't help but to smile at Albus and his distraction. "He is one of the most brilliant wizards in this castle, care for a leg of lamb? Or could you pass the roasted potatoes." Ron looked at the table and saw it was covered in the most delicious looking food anyone had ever seen.

I decided to go a little meat, chicken and potato happy with my choice of food. I couldn't help but to wonder how in the world did Ron manage to cram so much food in his mouth and so quickly. I took out a piece of paper and wrote something that must have looked like chicken scratches. I placed in on my empty plate and it banished with the rest of the food as everyone was done eating.

"What was with the piece of paper?" I looked at Ron and couldn't help to tell him I was just thanked the elves for a wonderful meal. I told him that he should be considerate, especially with the people that prepare your meals.

I skipped the dessert and the elves sent me my usual after dinner tea instead. Like I said I lived in this place for a few more months than the other students, which means the house elves knew exactly what I wanted to have after dinner.

The welcome to by the head of our house was something I will always remember. I guess they were not expecting Professor Severus Snape to actually look at a member of his own house in an even more unfriendly manner than he looked at a Gryffindor.

"I am Professor Severus Snape, I am the head of your house and as such I will not accept any foolishness, pranking, or fighting within this house. I would also advise you not to get to close to Harry Potter, especially during a full moon. For those that haven't figured it out, our newest celebrity is an actual natural born werewolf. Potter be sure to visit my office to get your potion."

They each moved away from me as they understood what my head of house was saying. Well all except Draco and Ron for some reason I couldn't understand. "As for your dorm rooms, you will take the right stairs for boys and left for girls. The hall is determined by the year you are in. All except for Harry, you know where you are sleeping so you might want to leave while you can see your way."

I turned around and began to walk, Draco and Ron volunteered to accompany me so that if I happen to trip or fall they could help me. I was not expecting this at all. "Thanks you two, but I know where I am going. You two are welcome to come and see my place if you want however."

As we walked towards the whomping willow they looked at me like I was insane, as I walked up to the willow and touched a small knob on the bottom it's trunk. The tree relaxed and I went through the passage right at the base of the tree. I heard Draco and Ron following me and I knew that they would find the place where I lived not to be what they expected.

I used plenty of restoration, strengthening, and even fortifying spells on the place. It sure looks a lot different since I first started living in the place, why it almost felt homey.

"Well Draco, Ron, I would like to welcome you to my home. It is rather nice, not bad for the supposedly most haunted place in all of England now is it?" A ghost of a woman wearing a long nightgown, and a scarf on her neck came through the wall.

"So nice to see Harry, does this mean you will live in this house again? I sure do hope you do. I never had such a considerate neighbor like you." I smiled as she said that and I felt it was necessary to introduce her.

"Draco Malfoy, Ron Weasley, this is Clare Von Helsing. Clare these two are members of my house. So tell me Clare any trouble since I left?" She laughed and said that the only trouble she had was that Woody was in a bad mood since she believed I had left Hogwarts for good.

"Woody is the name of the Whomping Willow by the way. She is rather friendly once you get to know her better. Nah, I am not leaving the castle for at least another seven years. I see you manage to get Peeves to stay out for good. Thanks Clare, I was getting tired of fixing things that guy broke."

A few moment later I learned the truth that I needed from the way they behaved around my home. Ronald looked rather disappointed that I lived like this, he must have expected that I lived up in luxury since I was the only member left of a Noble and Ancient house. Draco if his smell was anything to go by he was angry and frustrated. I guess he didn't expect my home to be that well guarded.

Woody might be nice to me, but I highly doubt that anyone could enter this place without me present. What can I say my friend was very protective, and Clare was not only a ghost, but also an excellent mind reader as well. As soon as my fellow Slytherin's left she told me exactly what those two had been thinking.

"You know Clare it is rather disappointing to hear that. The Weasley family have been friends with my family for generations and Draco is my cousin. To think they came here only trying to find a way either to blackmail me or to use me to get ahead is as I said rather disappointing."

Clare laughed as she took off her scarf and her head was resting on her lap as she appeared to sit down on a sofa near my armchair. "Appearances can be deceptive Harry, look what happened to me. Had I been careful with who I made friends with I could have lived a lot longer or died in a much less violent way. You should keep in mind my advice Harry, keep your friends close, but keep your enemies even closer."

I decided to turn in early and get ready for my first classes. I knew that I was going to face some challenges, but I was actually looking forward to them. As I got in my bed I knew something that was going to happen was going to do with what people came to call my furry little problem. Prejudice against those of my kind was pretty much established. My time in this school was not going to be easy, not easy at all.

I woke up bright and early thanked Woody for keeping me safe, and decided to go through my usual morning routine. A lap around the lake, some calisthenics and finally a game of catch with my aquatic friend. I took a bath and was ready for my day.

I sat down and wrote something on a piece of paper, when I placed it on my plate it simply vanished, and a few seconds later the food I asked appeared. I was not feeling like having a big breakfast, so I decided to ask the house elves if they could give me something light and provide me with enough energy for the day.

Their solution was a vegetable omelet, with orange juice and a slice of brand toast. I as always thanked them for their consideration. My meal was indeed just what I needed that day, the fiber of the vegetables and the juice really made me feel good.

I know most people think that we werewolves live to eat meat, well that is simply not the case. We prefer it but we can eat just as many foods as any humans. I was also glad that I chose something I could eat quickly, it seems fate smiled on me since I looked at where Ron and Draco were seated.

I guess Draco will want to pick a seat as far from Ron as possible. I guess having so many relatives, eating a meal became much of a battle in his home. He was grabbing food and eating as much of it, as fast as he could. I sincerely don't think he actually was enjoying the taste at all. That particular display made Draco and a few other students loose their appetite it seems.

I looked at my day schedule and saw that today, I had something called defense against the dark arts, transfiguration, charms, and potions. I was actually looking forward to seeing what the defense against the dark arts class was about, being a werewolf I was considered a dark creature myself. I began to wonder what the professor would say about those of my kind.