When they entered the Great Hall Harry's eyes were automatically met with the headmasters. Dumbledore smiled at him, a blue twinkle in his eyes. Nodding politely Harry caught the back in Conor's robes as he passed him and pulled him back in the right direction.

"Sorry" Conor chuckled "Forgot".

Harry's eyes sought out Ron and Hermione who smiled seeing them, and the pair made their way over. As they got near the table a few students caught sight of the crest on Harry's robes and gasped sending him distrustful looks. Ignoring them as best he could he nudged Conor who sat down beside Ron. As Harry took a seat beside him Hermione took his hand and Harry felt waves of affection come off her. He smiled.

"So what's it like being a Slytherin?" Ron asked.

Hermione jabbed him in the ribs, making him spit out his pumpkin juice. Conor laughed and Harry chuckled or at least that was until he saw Draco enter with Crab and Goyle at his side and he remembered who he'd be sharing his bedroom with. He saw Draco's eyes search the Slytherin table and then turn to look for him. He sent Harry another one of those strange looks and took his seat at his correct house table.

"Harry!" Harry turned back to the table looking for the source of the voice. The Weasley twins grinned at him from a few seats down.

George grinned "How you holding up Harry? Slytherin's treating you well?".

His brother shook his head "Now now George, you may address him as 'his darkness' but not Harry".

Harry would have laughed and Ron did but Harry couldn't quite bring himself to.

"Hey" He said, the idea popping into his head. "Why don't we head down to the Quidditch pitch after this and I can show Conor a few moves". Conor dropped his fork.

"Really?" He asked excitedly. Harry nodded.

Hermione smiled "I think that's a wonderful idea Harry you can count us in".

Harry was grateful for the support of his friends. Anything to avoid the Slytherin common room suited him.

Once finished Dinner Harry told Ron and Hermione he was going to get his broom and he'd meet them down at the pitch.

The evening went by rather sweetly and Harry had even forgotten about the impending first night in his new dorm, at least that was until Hermione insisted they call it a night. Telling Ron and Hermione he'd see them tomorrow Harry and Conor made their way back to portrait hole.

Conor had turned out to be just as zippy on a broom as his brother. He was a nifty light flyer and seemed to have no fear of the immense speed of the Firebolt. Harry wouldn't find himself surprised if Conor didn't turn out to be a seeker someday.

As they rounded the corner to the portrait Harry spotted Professor Snape waiting for him and narrowed his eyes.

"Potter, just in time". He held out a hand with two sheets of paper. "Your new timetable". Harry took it from the potions master and nodded.

Without a word Snape was gone, long black cloak billowing behind him as he turned the corner.

Harry gazed down at his new timetable. He sighed heavily seeing that his first class in the morning was a double potions class with Snape.

Harry's eyes drifted to Conor and he winced seeing the guilt in his young brothers eyes.

"I'm sorry Conor, I'm making you feel bad". Harry admitted.

Conor went to reply but Harry stopped him with a look.

"I just don't want you to suffer because of me Harry" His voice was low and defeatist.

Harry shook his head and wrapped an arm around his shoulder "Conor if I'd been THAT opposed to joining Slytherin nothing could have made me. I'm fine once I have you to keep me company". That seemed to do it alright. Conor's eyes brightened and he nodded he understood.

They entered the common room.

That night Harry didn't get a wink of sleep, how could he with Draco, Crab and Goyle asleep only meters away from him. The only one awake apart from Harry was Draco Malfoy who was sitting up on his bed polishing the handle of his nimbus 2001, an ancient broom compared to Harry's state of art Firebolt. Harry had even had a Nimbus2000 once and had cherished it. That was before the Whomping Willow had gotten it's branches on it snapped it into tiny wood chips.

Harry sighed lying on his bed under the covers, his head on his pillow and arms over his head. His hands were under his gripping his wand. This was the only way Harry could feel comfortable.

"Don't you ever sleep?" Malfoy blew on the handle of his broom and looked up at Harry.

Harry titled his head up and smirked "Why? So I can give you the change to curse me in my sleep?" He asked oozing sarcasm.

Draco simply shrugged and continued to clean the broom. "Why did you change houses anyway? I mean you hate Snape" Draco confirmed.

Harry simply turned his gaze to the material over his head.

"Oh come on Potter, it's not over that little git Conor is it?" He asked.

Harry sat up and withdrew his wand. Dracko frowned at him. "Don't point your twig at me".

"Watch your mouth Draco, I haven't forgotten his eye you know" Harry spat.

Draco raised a tinted eyebrow. "What? You think I did that?"

Harry glared. "You telling me you didn't?"

"No" Malfoy shot insulted. "I didn't. That little brat has been bullying my brother since he set foot in this castle. I wouldn't be surprised if he did it himself". Harry narrowed his eyes in anger. Would, could Conor do something like that? No, Malfoy was lying.

Nonetheless Harry tucked his wand under his pillow and turned over on his side. He closed his eyes, hoping the sandman would visit. It wasn't meant. Moments after he'd closed his eyes, Hedwig Shrieked and glided in the open dorm room window and landed on his head. Her claws pinched the skin on his face and Harry shot up startling her. He winced and felt the small graze over his left eyebrow.

"Thanks a lot" he drolled. He took the letter from her before she took off once again out the window.

Harry reached across and took up his glasses from his bedside cabinet. He put them on and stared at the letter on his lap.

Then Harry noticed Draco staring at him. Harry gave a sarcastic grin and rose his wand. The draping closed around him cutting off most of the light and giving him privacy.

Harry looked at the address on the letter.

Harry potter

The last bed on the left

Slytherin Common Room

Hogwarts

Scotland

Harry slipped a finger under the lip of the envelope and tore it open. He began to read.

Dear Harry

Lucius informs me that you have transferred to the Slytherin house but has also said you refuse to tell why. Is this true? And if so what spurred the change. I'll be looking forward to your reply.

Dad

Harry sighed and then caught the last line of the letter.

P.s. See you soon

Harry wasn't surprised, he'd been expecting the letter but there...the last line, 'see you soon'. He muttered the words over and over again then reaching for a quill and fresh parchment from his desk drawer he began to scribble his reply.

Dad

Yes it's true I have changed houses but only because...Harry paused. What could he say? Voldemort could always see right through a lie. Well then he'd best tell the truth...I wanted to teach Malfoy a lesson. I'm still playing for Gryffindor in Quidditch though and Ron and Hermione are still my friends.

How's the stomach?

Harry

Harry finished and re-read the letter. Strictly he hadn't lied, he just hadn't told the complete truth. It would at least buy him time to come up with a real reason. Feeling even more anxious he slipped the letter under his pillow and turned over to sleep.

That night Harry tossed and turned all night. He kept hearing Snapes voice in his head He knows Potter and he's coming to get you both! Then Sirius would appear, half hanging out of a dragons mouth, soiled in his own blood shouting Join him Harry! And then lastly Conor screaming blindly as Voldemort used the Cruciatus curse on him.

Harry snapped open his eyes and shot bolt upright for the third time that night. Panting and dripping in sweat, Harry stuffed his hand under his pillow and pulled back the curtains with his wand. His eyes drifted to the blond head breathing easily across from him. He'd been convinced that Draco had been behind it. Uneasily he drew the draping back into place and sealed them shut with a spell before turning over and trying to sleep once a again.

A voice He knows and he's coming to get you both Potter...

Eventually after the fifth nightmare that night, Harry awoke and looked out the window at the approaching dawn. He'd just spent his first night in the Slytherin Common room and he'd hated it.

Giving up on sleep decided to visit the owlry early. Harry stirred and got dressed. He thought about telling Dumbledore about the letter but decided against it. The headmaster wasn't aware that Harry and Tom sometimes sent each other these letters and Harry didn't like the idea of sharing them. They were too personal to him.

Harry reached back under his pillow and headed for the door on his tiptoes before...

"Where are you going?" Bugger! Harry turned to face Draco sitting up in bed, an amused look in his eyes.

"Nowhere that has anything to do you" Harry hummed and turned to leave.

"Why would the Dark Lord have an interest in Conor, Potter?" Harry stopped and felt an ice cold trickle down his down, the trickle was fear.

Oh deary me poor Harry. Or maybe I say, poor Conor.

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