Tommy's eye colors:

Columbia blue - humor

CHAPTER 31 - BREAKFAST

Silence fell over the Slytherin table when Tommy arrived to breakfast the next morning. One of the other first year boys saw the lack of seating remaining and shifted over, giving Tommy room at the end of the bench. Tommy nodded in thanks as he took his seat and silently served himself under the watchful eyes of his entire house. This didn't bother Tommy though, he could feel they were trying to get a measure of him before making any move. After all, the only things they knew about him right now was that he called Harry his brother, he was protective of Harry and willing to challenge anyone that threatened them, and he had enough power for his moods to effect the weather. If he was in their position, he'd want to learn more about that person before approaching if at all possible.

Near the end of breakfast, the four heads of house started passing out schedules to their tables. McGonagall started with her first years, as soon as Harry had his schedule he rushed to the Slytherin table and took a seat beside Tommy.

"It's quiet here," Harry commented, pouting slightly. "I don't think they know how to be quiet in Gryffindor."

Tommy smirked. "Should have stayed with the plan then, bro, instead of begging the hat to put you in the same house as the cute girl."

Harry blushed. "That's not … I mean, she's nice and smart and … uh, anyway, the others keep gaping at me. Some of them even asked me for my fucking autograph. And they like expect me to be some superhero which in their minds seems to translate to Quidditch! They're pissing me off!"

"Really, I couldn't tell," Tommy drawled, humor dancing in his Columbia blue eyes. "Don't hold it all inside like that, Har."

"Funny, Dragon. - Oh yeah, Charlie understated his little brother's obsession with that pathetic team. He's spend the whole morning talking about them, quoting the loss statistics and so fucking sure they'll win this year. But there is one other boy in my year that seems okay. Neville. He's quite, kind of shy, but seems honest and nice when he does speak. So I was thinking about the new rule. I was thinking the two of them."

Knowing Harry meant the girl, Tommy still responded, "Neville and Ron?"

"Powers, no! Nev and Hermione!" Harry corrected quickly before he realized Tommy was picking on him.

Tommy laughed softly. "Know them more than a few hours before making that kind of decision, bro. We'll talk about it at the end of the week."

"So you meet anyone interesting?" Harry asked, smirking.

Tommy rolled his eyes. "No one in this house has worked up to talking in my presence yet, let alone actually talking to me. I believe my 'introduction' might have left …"

"Half the school in total awe of you and the rest terrified?" Harry finished for him.

"Basically. What's your impression so far of the older years in your house?"

"Stalkerish? I think it's almost a 'Boy-Who-Lived fan club' there, it's pathetic. Half the seventh years asked me for an autograph and some of them even asked me to help them with defense. Since they don't know shit about me, not even as much as the average person back home, you know they weren't asking about our specialty. They're asking some storybook character. We really need to get those lawsuits going."

"They're filed, but it's not a miracle drug, bro. What about Charlie's twin brothers? Fred and George."

"Not so bad. They did ask my autograph but not seriously. They were making fun of the others. They cheered your sorting here… Which you totally know 'cause that was majorly obvious," Harry added. "They're pranksters like Charlie said but I think he was right about how much potential they have as well. If given something worthwhile that would interest them… You could make something of them. Hell, you made something of Bulk and Skull, they'd be easy."

"Bulk and Skull made something of themselves."

"Whatever. Anyway, they are pranksters so if you don't talk to them, you'll probably end up hurting them when they try something stupid on you."

Snape handed Tommy his schedule. "It would be advantageous if you could convince those two there is more to life than their pranks. While I would doubt anyone else's ability to do so, you have a talent for … expanding horizons." Snape sent a warning look to students in his house that reacted with visible shock to this.

"Everyone out of classes by four?"

"Except fifth and seventh years, yes."

"Alright. Har, training starts at four thirty by the lake. Invite Fred and George to join us, along with anyone that might apply to the new rule. Stop by the Hufflepuff table on your way back and invite Cedric as well. I'll talk to the Li's."

Harry nodded and, since breakfast was almost over, stood. "Right. Where's Saoirse ?"

Tommy hissed softly, causing half his housemates to gasp in shock. Awe filled their eyes when Saoirse slithered out of Tommy's robes. Harry reached over and gently petted Saoirse's head. "See you at lunch, bro," Harry said as he walked off.

Once Harry moved, several Ravenclaws saw Saoirse and whispers broke out. By the time Harry finished speaking to Cedric and rejoined his housemates, the whole student body was aware of Saoirse's existence, though only the Slytherins had heard Tommy's use of parseltongue - and none had recognized Saoirse's poisonous nature.

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