Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter cause if I did, Ginny would have died in the CoS, Dumbledore would have choked on a lemon drop, and Harry and Draco would have been friends and/or lovers.

"Dialogue"

Harry's Thoughts

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Harry glanced at his ticket about to walk to the platform before he realized that he had no clue how to get to Platform 9 3/4. As he neared the platforms, he saw a family of red heads walk through the barrier. Harry rushed forward and when he opened his eyes, he saw a huge train and students saying good bye to their parents everywhere.

Slightly upset that he didn't have a family to say good bye to, Harry walked onto the train and found an empty compartment near the end of it. Since he was so focused on trying to lift up his trunk and not cry out in pain from the pressure on his wrist, he never noticed the door sliding open.

"Here, let me help you with that," the sudden voice startled Harry who lost his grip on the trunk trying to turn around. Two tanned hands appeared in front of him and lifted his bag up as Harry looked to the ground blushing. Lazy freak, you can't do anything on your own.

"Hello, my name is Zabini. Blaise Zabini."

Harry glanced shyly up before shaking the offered hand. "I'm Harry Potter."

The only signs of recognition Blaise showed was his eyes slightly widening before saying, "It's nice to meet you." Just as they were sitting down, the door opened again to show Draco with two large guys and a girl.

"Harry! There you are, I've been looking everywhere for you. This here is Vincent Crabbe, Gregory Goyle, and Pansy Parkinson."

Harry felt nervous about introducing himself and hoped that these newcomers wouldn't make it a big deal. "Hi, I'm Harry Potter."

The guys didn't really seem to be paying any attention to him, but the girl seemed in shock before blurting out, "No you're not!"

"Shove off Pansy, yes he is."

Harry was shocked that Draco defended him, but was grateful as no one has ever done that before. They all settled down in the compartment and started talking about how their summer was, but Harry just stared out the window to look at the passing scenery.

After what seemed like forever there was a knock on the door and someone yelled "Tea Trolley." Draco slid the door open to show a witch pushing a trolley filled with food. Each passenger pulled out a bit of money and bought some snacks.

"Do you want anything?"

Harry glanced up to see Draco looking at him curiously. You don't deserve any food, you worthless freak.

"No thank you. I'm not hungry right now."

"I don't understand how you're so skinny." Harry then looked to Pansy, who had made the statement.

"I'm not sure; I've always been like this."

"You're so lucky. So many girls want to be like that." She then changed her voice to a slightly higher pitch, 'I wish I was skinnier.'

"And you're not like that?"

"Not really, I don't particularly care, but Tracey Davis is always worried about her appearance and weight."

"Hmmm," was all Harry replied with before going back to looking out the window. Not long later, Pansy said, "We'll be arriving soon so you'll want to change into your robes." She left to go change in a compartment with other girls.

Harry became nervous; he didn't want anyone to see all of his bruises. Draco, noticing that Harry wasn't changing, told him that there was a bathroom he could change in. He gave Draco a grateful smile before leaving to change; when he got back Pansy was already there. The train stopped and everyone started piling out, Harry made sure to stay by Draco since he seemed confident in where he was going. The group piled into a carriage until they reached a lake.

"No more than three to a boat." Harry got into one with Draco and Blaise, which he was grateful for, since Pansy didn't seem the nicest. As they crossed the lake, Hogwarts appeared and it looked magnificent.

Once they reached land and starting walking into Hogwarts, Harry became more and more nervous. What if I don't get sorted into a house? What if Draco doesn't want to be my friend after this? Tons of questions and situations flashed through his mind, until Draco told him, "Take a deep breath, you'll be fine."

They were led through a large set of doors and lined up. There were four tables with students already there and a large table with teachers in the front. A stool held a hat and Harry glanced around trying to figure out what was going to happen, but then the hat started to sing.

'Oh, you may not think I'm pretty,

But don't judge on what you see,

I'll eat myself if you can find

A smarter hat then me.

You can keep your bowlers black,

Your top hats sleek and tall,

For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat

And I can cap them all.

There's nothing hidden in your head

The Sorting Hat can't see,

So try me on and I will tell you

Where you ought to be.

You might belong in Gryffindor,

Where dwell the brave at heart,

Their daring, nerve and chivalry,

Set Gryffindors apart;

You might belong in Hufflepuff

Where they are just and loyal,

Those patient Hufflepuffs are true,

And unafraid of toil;

Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,

If you've a ready mind,

Where those of wit and learning,

Will always find their kind;

Or perhaps in Slytherin,

Where you'll meet your real friends,

Those cunning folk use any means,

To achieve their ends.

So put me on! Don't be afraid!

And don't get in a flap!

You're in safe hands (Though I have none)

For a Thinking Cap.'

The hall erupted in cheers and then students began getting called up. Harry became so nervous about which house he would be in, that he barely noticed that everyone he sat on the train with got sorted into Slytherin.

Finally Harry's name was called and the hall erupted into whispers. He slowly made his way up and sat on the stool where the hat was placed on his head.

'Hmm… difficult, very difficult. Plenty of courage I see, not a bad mind, either. There's talent, oh yes, and a thirst to prove yourself. But where to put you?'

Just put me where I belong.

'You could be great, you know. It's all here in your head. And Slytherin will help you on your way to greatness! There's no doubt about that! Ahhh… you've also made friends with Slytherins. Yes, that is the best place to put you… SLYTHERIN!'

The hall was completely silent as Harry walked over to the table and his shoulders hunched over more with each step. No one wants you here, nothing more than a freak good for a fuck. Halfway to the table, Draco stood up and started clapping, before long the entire table was clapping and cheering as Harry hurried to sit next to Draco.

As the sorting was finishing, Harry took the time to look at the professors. He saw a man in a black talking to a teacher with a turban when his scar flashed in pain.

"Hey Draco, who are those teachers?" Harry asked, nodding his head to the two."

"That's Professor Quirell and the other is Professor Snape, he's our head of the house."

Harry nodded, looking back to Snape and saw that he was looking at him curiously. Harry continued down the line of professors until he looked at the headmaster. Dumbledore was watching him, seeming upset about something, and then they locked eyes.

Memory after memory seemed to be brought up and flashed through his mind before another one would appear. Harry wanted to look away, but found that he couldn't. The connection finally broke when Draco grabbed his arm and called out his name. Harry shook his head feeling slightly nauseous, trying to figure out what happened.

When he looked up again he saw Draco looking at him in concern and most of his house glaring at Dumbledore. Moving his eyes, he noticed that Professor Snape was looking back and forth between him and Dumbledore, appearing upset about something.

"What happened?"

Draco glared at Dumbledore while an older student started to explain what had happened.

"Dumbledore, the old fool, performed Legilimency on you, which allows him to see your thoughts and memories. He's not allowed to cast it on students though."

Harry felt even worst now at the thought of the Headmaster knowing what happens to him. Dumbledore stood up and gave a speech before sitting down and food appeared everywhere.

Knowing that he wouldn't be able to eat, Harry put a little bit of food on his plate and tried to appear to be eating it. He would bring the fork to his mouth, but before he ate anything, put it back down and either said something or joined a conversation.

Soon it was time to go to their dorms and all of the food vanished. Each table stood up and starting walking to their destinations. Harry was walking with Draco and Blaise to the dungeons, following their prefect, when a hand closed around his arm.

"Listen, you should probably ask for a resorting."

Harry turned to see who made the statement and saw a redhead backed up by two other boys.

"Why would I do that?" Harry asked confused, trying to pull his arm back.

The redhead rolled his eyes, "Because you belong in Gryffindor obviously. Also, my name's Ron Weasley." He then noticed Draco and said, while still glaring at him, "You shouldn't hang out with him, everyone knows his whole family's dark"

Harry frowned and yanked his arm back, stepping away to stand by Draco. "Draco's my friend and he's helped me out more than once, so I would appreciate it if you wouldn't talk about him like that."

Ron's face got redder than his hair and he pulled out his wand, pointing it at Harry. "You're probably dark just like him, becoming the next Dark Lord." He started to cast a spell, but before he finished, someone yelled out "Expelliarmus," his wand flung away.

They followed the path of the wand into a Slytherin prefect's hand. He was obviously upset, glaring at Ron, before turning to the boys.

"Are you all okay, I came back when we realized that you three weren't with the rest of the first years? What happened?"

Ron stuttered, trying to figure out an excuse. Blaise then stepped forward explaining the situation to him. If possible the prefect became even more upset, he sent Ron away, before saying that they would tell Professor Snape about it.

Heading further into the dungeons, they stopped in front of a blank wall. The prefect said, "Belladonna," and a door appeared for them to walk into. Snape appeared to be in the middle of a speech when they walked in; the prefect walked toward him, and quietly explained the situation. He finished the speech and then asked the three boys to follow him to his office.

Snape told the boys that Ron's head of house would be told and he would be punished accordingly. He then went on to explain everything that they had missed about the dorms and rules. Harry became nervous when he sent Draco and Blaise away, asking Harry to stay with him so they could talk privately.

"What happened in the great hall with Dumbledore?"

Harry was shocked at the question; he assumed that Snape already knew what had happened. "I looked at him and we locked eyes, I couldn't look away. An older student at the table told me that Dumbledore had performed Legilimency and that he wasn't supposed to."

"Hmm… strange of him to do that. From now on, avoid looking at him directly in the eyes and he won't be able to do it again. Now, on to more pressing matters, why weren't you eating tonight?"

Harry stuttered, nervous that someone had noticed that, before making an excuse about not being hungry. Snape appeared to accept this and told Harry to go get a good night sleep for tomorrow.

When he reached the dorms, he saw that there were five beds in each room. Two on the same wall as the door, and three opposite of them. Harry was glad to see that not only was he the closest to the door, but that he was also next to Draco.

"What did Snape want to talk about?"

"He just wanted to ask about Dumbledore in the hall earlier."

They all changed into their sleep wear before settling down into the beds. Harry made sure to say good night to the other boys, Blaise, Crabbe, and Goyle, before closing the curtains on his bed.

Harry found that he was unable to sleep, so he thought about everything that had happened and worried about tomorrow. Eventually he dozed off into a light sleep, filled with nightmares.