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The letter Harry got told him exactly what he thought it might say. They told him to be wary around Professor Quirrell, not to give Snape a reason to antagonize him, but to also report any unfairness to Professor McGonagall.
Everyone also seemed glad that Harry had made some friends already, and encouraged him to try to make more given the chance.
Harry decided the best way to do that would be to possible put together a study group. The first years had been lucky in that they haven't had much homework yet as compared to some of the older students, but it wouldn't hurt to get a head start.
He was pleased to find out that his fellow Hufflepuff's were all for this idea, Neville especially.
Harry saw that Neville was struggling in some of his classes, mainly potions, and this could be what he needs to improve himself.
Hermione naturally loved this idea and agreed right away. She even promised to see if any of her fellow Ravenclaws would agree to come once they decided on a time and date.
After History of Magic Harry had asked the two Slytherin girls, Daphne and Tracey, if they would like to come as well.
They told him it sounded like a good idea and asked who else was coming. When he told them who he had asked so far, they agreed, but Daphne had said to him, "Don't expect many Gryffindors to show up once they find out you invited us."
"Why wouldn't Gryffindors show up?" Harry asked. "I mean I heard about the school rivalry, but that shouldn't stop the two houses from coming together once in a while should it?"
"It's not just about the rivalry," Tracey added, "it is a common belief among Gryffindor house that Slytherin students are dark wizards in the making."
"Why would they think that?" Harry asked thinking it was silly that a school would actually have an entire house dedicated to dark magic.
"Well You Know Who was in Slytherin as were most of his followers," Daphne told him. "It's a stupid belief, but one that's believed none the less."
Harry still planned to offer the Gryffindors the chance to study, but he didn't get his hopes too high.
When he did get the chance to ask the Gryffindors, he found that a girl named Pavarti Patil agreed to meet up with them since Hermione had convinced her sister Padma, who was in Ravenclaw to come.
With the boys however it was a bit different. They had all agreed initially, but when he told them who else was coming, they became less enthusiastic towards the idea.
"Why did you invite Slytherins?" a boy named Seamus asked.
"Well they're in our year and take all the same classes we do, they might be willing to help others get better grades," Harry told him.
"Like they would ever help anyone but themselves, their dark wizards everyone knows that," Ron said.
"How do you know that?" Harry asked.
"What?" Ron asked not sure what harry was asking exactly.
"How do you know that they're all dark wizards? I mean have you actually talked to any of them to get to know who they really are?" Harry clarified.
"Well no," Ron admitted. "But I don't need to I just know."
"Really?" Harry asked raising an eyebrow. "How?"
"Well because, because," Ron stammered trying to find a solid defense for his argument. "Because their Slytherins!" he finally decided on.
Harry just rolled his eyes. "Yes, and I'm in Hufflepuff and you're in Gryffindor," Harry told him in a mock tone. "Besides just because someone's in Slytherin doesn't make them evil."
"Well what about Malfoy?" Ron asked. "He's in Slytherin and you've seen how he acts."
That was true. Harry had never actually talked with Malfoy yet, but he had seen the way the other boy acted. Malfoy had a cocky attitude and strutted around the castle like he owned the castle, and tended to look down on anyone that wasn't him.
"Yeah I've seen the way he acts," Harry agreed. "But to judge an entire house based one person doesn't make sense to me at all."
Ron seemed too stubborn to see reason, "Still if they're going them I'm not," he crossed his arms to emphasize his point.
"Look I'm not about to just un-invited people because of one person, if you don't want to come suit yourself, just remember I gave you the choice," with that said Harry turned away and walked off.
It was clear to him that Ron was biased towards the Slytherins for no other reason other than they were in Slytherin house. He hoped that Ron's behavior would be the only form of bigotry he would encounter this year.
He was naïve to assume so.
One day after Transfiguration ended Neville was asked to stay behind after class to talk with McGonagall on why he hadn't been able to perform the spell they were learning, and Harry agreed to meet up with him in the great hall once he was done.
As Harry left the classroom he heard a voice shouting, "Hey! Hey you!"
Harry turned around to see Malfoy with his two usual goons walking his way.
"Finally," Malfoy said as he stopped a few feet from Harry. "I've been waiting to meet with you for quite a while now Potter. I don't believe I've formally introduced myself, I'm Malfoy, Draco Malfoy."
"Oh and these two are Crabbe and Goyle," Malfoy said gesturing to the two gorillas behind him.
"Yeah I know who you are," Harry said not getting caught up in the boys ego. "Why have you been wanting to meet with me?"
Malfoy looked put off that his name hadn't had the desired effect on Harry. "Well you see here in the Wizarding World you'll find that some families are better than others."
"Okay," Harry said not really liking where this conversation was heading.
"Well I couldn't help but notice that your current choice of friends has been questionable at most I mean I squib and a mudblood," Malfoy spat. "Someone of your importance shouldn't be seen associating with such filth. My father is a very important person and he says people like that don't even deserve the right to study magic. I can help you make friends with the right sort."
Malfoy stuck out his hand for Harry to shake.
Harry just stared at the hand Malfoy offered before saying, "I'm happy with the friends I have now thanks, and I wouldn't go around insulting them you might end up regretting it."
"Are you threatening me?" Malfoy asked dumbfounded that his offer was refused.
"What do you think?" Harry asked with mock innocence.
"I think you need to be taught a lesson," Malfoy threatened as he drew his wand and Crabbe and Goyle followed suit.
Normally three on one would seem unfair, and one would assume Malfoy had the upper hand with numbers, but Harry had a trick of his own: his Imperial Arms.
Being concealed by his robes Harry concentrated and felt his Imperial Arms activate. Focusing on Crabbe and Goyle first he directed sound waves to their ears that only they would be able to hear. He concentrated on a high volume and sure enough both boys were down on the ground clutching their ears in pain.
"What the-," Malfoy said as he watched his two bodyguards go down. He never got to finish as Professor McGonagall came from her classroom.
"What is going on here?" she asked in a stern tone looking down at the two limp boys.
"It was Potter professor," Malfoy told her. "He used some kind of spell on them. Check his wand! You'll see!"
"Mister Potter may I see your wand?" McGonagall asked. Harry complied and gave her his wand. Malfoy wore a triumphant look upon his smug face.
McGonagall cast a spell on his wand and some writing appeared in smoke. "Well it looks like the last spell performed was in my class turning toothpicks into pins. Nothing that could have caused his to your friends."
Harry did not miss the way Malfoy's face fell. "But Professor there must be a mistake he did it I know he did!"
"Well I'm sorry Mister Malfoy there is no way you can prove that," McGonagall told him. "Now come help me take these two to the hospital wing." She bent down to help Goyle to his feet, and Malfoy did the same with Crabbe.
When he was sure McGonagall couldn't hear him Malfoy whispered to Harry, "You'll regret doing that Potter! My father will hear about this!"
Harry rolled his eyes at the boy and gave a mock wave as Malfoy dragged Crabbe along with him.
Harry then gave a small chuckle. He'd love to see what Mein would do if she ever got the chance to meet Malfoy. He could already imagine the boy screaming in terror.