Chapter Three (dedicated to rtag):
I slowly wake up to find myself in a bed with black sheets. I can feel people's eyes on me so I slowly open my heavy lids.
"Harry! You're awake, thank Merlin!" I hear Serena's voice say happily and her face appears in my vision. My head is spinning from the lack of oxygen and I gasp for breath.
"Where am I?" I ask quietly as I look around and soon see David, Zabini, and Malfoy here as well.
"You're at my place since it was closest, Potter," Malfoy says as he glares down at me.
"Oh… thank you…" I murmur. "What time is it?"
"About four in the afternoon, we missed the rest of our classes and Professor Hifflagger said we could skip our magical lessons for the day," David says and I bolt upright in bed.
"Damn, I have to get home," I gasp as I feel my head spin.
"You can't go home, you can barely sit up!" Serena says worriedly as she gently pushes me back against the pillows.
"My Aunt and Uncle will be furious if I don't get home soon, I really have to go," I insist as I try and get up again.
"Just owl them or something," Malfoy says angrily, though for some reason I can hear a tint of worry in his voice.
"You don't 'owl' muggles, Malfoy. You phone call them," I mutter before looking around the room. I spot a phone, probably from before Malfoy moved in because I'm sure he wouldn't know what it is, and slowly sit myself up. I quickly call my Aunt and Uncle, who yell loud enough to make the other four, even Malfoy and Zabini, look a little uneasy.
"Why were they yelling?" Serena asks worriedly.
"They're pissed that they have to cook and clean tonight, don't worry about it," I say and roll my eyes.
"They make you cook and clean? Don't you have servants for that?" Zabini asks in shock.
"Not everyone is rich, Zabini," I say and roll my eyes again.
"Anyways, how come those guys were so mean to you? Wasn't one of them your cousin?" David asks.
"I… they don't like me. No one ever has before my eleventh birthday," I mutter before lying down again and staring up at the ceiling. Malfoy's bed was quite comfortable.
"Really? I thought everyone loved you. Why did you go to a muggle elementary school anyways?" Malfoy says and glares at me.
"I… didn't know I was a wizard until Hagrid told me… I was told my parents died in a car crash…" I say quietly and everyone stares at me in shock.
"They didn't tell you?!" Zabini shouts, eyes wide.
"Of course not, they didn't want me to be a wizard because then I could get back at them…" I mutter darkly.
"Back at them for what?" Serena asks softly.
"For… things… can we stop talking about this now?" I ask. I don't even know why I was talking to them about it anyways. I barely knew the four of them, and I'm sure Zabini and Malfoy hated me.
"Sure," Serena says softly as she smiles caringly at me. "Well, I should be leaving. I need to get back to my place and start unpacking; I'll see you at school tomorrow."
David says good bye as well, and I'm left with the two Slytherins.
"So, when are the maids going to bring us our food?" Zabini asks Malfoy curiously.
"I'm not sure, though the Professor gave us some muggle money… Maybe we have to get our own?" Malfoy murmurs.
"Idiots, you don't get maids! You have to clean and cook for yourselves!" I say and roll my eyes. Both boys looked shocked to know they have to cook and clean.
"Here, give me some of the money, I'll order a pizza since you probably don't have any food here," I mutter and Malfoy hands over fifty pounds ((AN: I really have no idea how much that is in dollars xD people don't hate me for being bad with foreign money!)) and I use the phone to call for a two large pizzas.
"What is this?" Malfoy asks once the pizzas are on the table in the kitchen.
"Its pizza, you eat it," I say and roll my eyes before grabbing a slice and putting it on my plate. Malfoy and Zabini do the same.
"This is really good!" Zabini says in shock after taking a bite of pizza. "I can't believe I've never eaten this before!"
"Yeah, well, most muggles eat it," I say with a shrug before starting on my second slice.
Once the three of us were done eating I wash the plates in the sink. Malfoy and Zabini seem shocked by my willingness to clean.
"Why do you like to clean?" Malfoy asks in disgust.
"I guess I'm just use to it, I had to clean everything while living with my Aunt and Uncle," I mutter with a shrug.
"I can't believe you're Aunt and Uncle made you cook and clean! That's horrible!" Zabini says and shudders.
"Well, most kids that aren't rich have to learn to cook and clean… But the way they treated me was the part that made it bad…" I mutter darkly.
"How did they treat you?" Zabini asks curiously.
"My Uncle would beat me and lock me up in this small little cupboard under the stairs… And he-," I stop myself before I reveal too much. I hadn't even told Ron and Hermione about the worst my Uncle would do.
"That's horrible!" Malfoy says, not seeming to notice my sudden stop.
"Yeah, well they're my only family so I have to live with it," I mutter before curling up on the couch. I don't want to head back to my Aunt and Uncle's.
"How about you stay here tonight!" Zabini says suddenly and both Malfoy and I stare at him in shock.
"Isn't this Malfoy's place though?" I ask nervously.
"We're sharing it since the Professor was on a budget," Malfoy says and rolls his eyes.
"I… really shouldn't…" I say uncomfortably.
"Really, it's fine, it's better than staying at your Aunt and Uncle's place, right?" Zabini says happily.
"Uh, sure… I guess…" I murmur nervously.
"You know, you're okay, Harry," Zabini says and wraps an arm around my shoulders.
"Uh, thanks…" I smile slightly; glad to have another friend in this Hell.
Chapter Three (dedicated to rtag):
I slowly wake up to find myself in a bed with black sheets. I can feel people's eyes on me so I slowly open my heavy lids.
"Harry! You're awake, thank Merlin!" I hear Serena's voice say happily and her face appears in my vision. My head is spinning from the lack of oxygen and I gasp for breath.
"Where am I?" I ask quietly as I look around and soon see David, Zabini, and Malfoy here as well.
"You're at my place since it was closest, Potter," Malfoy says as he glares down at me.
"Oh… thank you…" I murmur. "What time is it?"
"About four in the afternoon, we missed the rest of our classes and Professor Hifflagger said we could skip our magical lessons for the day," David says and I bolt upright in bed.
"Damn, I have to get home," I gasp as I feel my head spin.
"You can't go home, you can barely sit up!" Serena says worriedly as she gently pushes me back against the pillows.
"My Aunt and Uncle will be furious if I don't get home soon, I really have to go," I insist as I try and get up again.
"Just owl them or something," Malfoy says angrily, though for some reason I can hear a tint of worry in his voice.
"You don't 'owl' muggles, Malfoy. You phone call them," I mutter before looking around the room. I spot a phone, probably from before Malfoy moved in because I'm sure he wouldn't know what it is, and slowly sit myself up. I quickly call my Aunt and Uncle, who yell loud enough to make the other four, even Malfoy and Zabini, look a little uneasy.
"Why were they yelling?" Serena asks worriedly.
"They're pissed that they have to cook and clean tonight, don't worry about it," I say and roll my eyes.
"They make you cook and clean? Don't you have servants for that?" Zabini asks in shock.
"Not everyone is rich, Zabini," I say and roll my eyes again.
"Anyways, how come those guys were so mean to you? Wasn't one of them your cousin?" David asks.
"I… they don't like me. No one ever has before my eleventh birthday," I mutter before lying down again and staring up at the ceiling. Malfoy's bed was quite comfortable.
"Really? I thought everyone loved you. Why did you go to a muggle elementary school anyways?" Malfoy says and glares at me.
"I… didn't know I was a wizard until Hagrid told me… I was told my parents died in a car crash…" I say quietly and everyone stares at me in shock.
"They didn't tell you?!" Zabini shouts, eyes wide.
"Of course not, they didn't want me to be a wizard because then I could get back at them…" I mutter darkly.
"Back at them for what?" Serena asks softly.
"For… things… can we stop talking about this now?" I ask. I don't even know why I was talking to them about it anyways. I barely knew the four of them, and I'm sure Zabini and Malfoy hated me.
"Sure," Serena says softly as she smiles caringly at me. "Well, I should be leaving. I need to get back to my place and start unpacking; I'll see you at school tomorrow."
David says good bye as well, and I'm left with the two Slytherins.
"So, when are the maids going to bring us our food?" Zabini asks Malfoy curiously.
"I'm not sure, though the Professor gave us some muggle money… Maybe we have to get our own?" Malfoy murmurs.
"Idiots, you don't get maids! You have to clean and cook for yourselves!" I say and roll my eyes. Both boys looked shocked to know they have to cook and clean.
"Here, give me some of the money, I'll order a pizza since you probably don't have any food here," I mutter and Malfoy hands over fifty pounds ((AN: I really have no idea how much that is in dollars xD people don't hate me for being bad with foreign money!)) and I use the phone to call for a two large pizzas.
"What is this?" Malfoy asks once the pizzas are on the table in the kitchen.
"Its pizza, you eat it," I say and roll my eyes before grabbing a slice and putting it on my plate. Malfoy and Zabini do the same.
"This is really good!" Zabini says in shock after taking a bite of pizza. "I can't believe I've never eaten this before!"
"Yeah, well, most muggles eat it," I say with a shrug before starting on my second slice.
Once the three of us were done eating I wash the plates in the sink. Malfoy and Zabini seem shocked by my willingness to clean.
"Why do you like to clean?" Malfoy asks in disgust.
"I guess I'm just use to it, I had to clean everything while living with my Aunt and Uncle," I mutter with a shrug.
"I can't believe you're Aunt and Uncle made you cook and clean! That's horrible!" Zabini says and shudders.
"Well, most kids that aren't rich have to learn to cook and clean… But the way they treated me was the part that made it bad…" I mutter darkly.
"How did they treat you?" Zabini asks curiously.
"My Uncle would beat me and lock me up in this small little cupboard under the stairs… And he-," I stop myself before I reveal too much. I hadn't even told Ron and Hermione about the worst my Uncle would do.
"That's horrible!" Malfoy says, not seeming to notice my sudden stop.
"Yeah, well they're my only family so I have to live with it," I mutter before curling up on the couch. I don't want to head back to my Aunt and Uncle's.
"How about you stay here tonight!" Zabini says suddenly and both Malfoy and I stare at him in shock.
"Isn't this Malfoy's place though?" I ask nervously.
"We're sharing it since the Professor was on a budget," Malfoy says and rolls his eyes.
"I… really shouldn't…" I say uncomfortably.
"Really, it's fine, it's better than staying at your Aunt and Uncle's place, right?" Zabini says happily.
"Uh, sure… I guess…" I murmur nervously.
"You know, you're okay, Harry," Zabini says and wraps an arm around my shoulders.
"Uh, thanks…" I smile slightly; glad to have another friend in this Hell.
I really need to make my chapters longer -_- I'll work on making my next chapter longer! My next chapter won't be up till next weekend since I can only go on during weekends =( Anyways, I hoep you enjoyed this chapter! First person to review this chapter gets the next one dedicated to them! All reviewers get to virtual kiss Draco on the cheek!
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