For those who wanted to skip Five due to the content warning. Here's what you missed.

CH. 5- RECAP- The Slytherin's have a very strict hierarchy. There is a mentoring system, first years are assigned to third, second to fourth, third to fifth, fourth to six. Fifth years don't need mentors so much but are still assigned to seventh years as sort of servant/slaves. Students from rich and powerful families get off much easier than students from poorer families but it gives those students a way to curry favor through special skills and well sex. It is consensual as the students want the seventh years to look after them. The seventh year prefect, MacNair, decides to give Harry to Snape. Obviously our Harry doesn't take to kindly to that. Battle ensues. After almost all the Slytherin gang up, Harry loses. MacNair decides that to show Harry who's boss and attempts to rape him. Harry's magic kicks in and protects him leaving all the attackers stunned.

Now on to the next part.

Chapter 6

Breakfast with the Gryffs

Harry woke to pain. It radiated through ever appendage and pounded through his head. He cracked open his eyes and saw Mrs. Malfoy leaning over him. That's right. He died. He stood there like an idiot and allowed Voldemort to cast the killing curse at him.

"Don't worry Mrs. Malfoy, your son is in the castle."

"I think they gave you brain damage. It's what you deserve acting like that. You would think your parents didn't raise you to know your station." She reached behind his shoulders and attempted to raise him to a sitting position. "Regulus, did you get the potion."

"Here, Cissy."

Narcissa pressed the bottle to his mouth and Harry pressed his lips together and moved his head away. "It's just a pain reliever."

Potions was not his best subject, but he had been in the Hospital wing enough to know a basic pain reliever. "It's yellow."

"And?"

"Pain Relievers are blue."

"They are not. Just take the potion."

"That's okay. I'm fine. Where are we?"

"Prefects bathroom. We found you passed out in the hall."

Harry sat up. His ribs throbbed. He was starving. And Regulus Black was looking at him very funny. "Uh... Thanks. What time is it?"

"Breakfast time."

"Why did you follow me out of the common room?"

"What makes you think we were following you? Now get up, the great hall awaits."

Harry tried to take a deep breath but his ribs weren't participating. He settled on a few shallow breaths then got to his feet. "You guys better go on. It's probably in your best interests not to be seen with me."

Regulus spoke to him for the first time since Harry woke. "Don't be stupid. Being seen with you won't be a problem. You won."

"Great. Still... I could use a few minutes to get cleaned up. You two go on ahead."

Neither looked like they wanted to leave but thankfully they did. Harry went over to the sink and splashed some water on his face. His vision was blurry and it took him a minute to remember he had to do the vision correction charm. Damn that was annoying. Hermione wasn't around and he really didn't feel like going to find her so he did it himself. He looked awful and that was with his vision fixed, though it kept getting blurry off to the side. His lip was split and the circles under his eyes were closer to black than purple. He wished he could do some healing charms but settled on a glamour to hide the worst of it.

His ribs hurt like hell from what ever spell MacNair hit him with it. He wished he had taken the potion. He needed to get downstairs for his books. He had a full schedule today going from breakfast to after dinner. None of which he would be able to do without his books but going down to Slytherin rated right up there with spending the summer at the Dursley's in things he really hoped he never had to do again. Actually, he didn't.

He managed to make it up to the seventh floor and asked for the Founder's Suite. "Tippy." He called once inside.

"Yes Master."

"Call me Harry."

"Yes Master Harry."

"Look, I need my stuff from the dorm brought up here."

"Headmaster Dumbledore said yous to stay in the Slytherin room."

Damn the interfering man. Harry looked up to get his bearings remembering that he liked house elfs and abusing this one would get him no closer to his books and a clean robe. "And I will. Move my stuff into the Slytherin bedroom."

Harry didn't give the elf anymore time to argue with him. He moved to the Slytherin bedroom and opened the door. The elf popped out behind him. He hadn't really taken a good look at the bedroom during their previous wanderings but it was large and wouldn't actually be a hardship to stay in. One thing though was very different. This room had a picture of the common room like the other bedrooms had. But it wasn't just a picture like they had thought. Now there were kids milling around. This was a reflection of the actual common room. MacNair, Snape and Avery were sitting in front of the fire place.

"I wish it had sound."

"You just put the tip of your wand on the frame."

Harry looked up over the bed there was a portrait he hadn't noticed before. He didn't know how he could have missed it as it was life sized. "Are you Slytherin?"

"This is my room. Who else would you expect?"

"Of course."

"Go ahead. Put your wand on it before they go down to breakfast." Harry did.

MacNair was speaking. "I don't know what happened. I still think someone aided him."

"The others said he did it." Snape said reasonably.

"He can't be that powerful. He would be here right now exerting his dominance instead of running scared and hiding."

There was a pop behind him and he looked back at his trunk. Tippy had not stuck around and Harry had a moment of guilt for upseting her. He moved over to his trunk. It didn't look molested. His provided robes and books were intact. Harry took a very quick shower and put on his robe. He pulled out his timetable to see what books he needed. This morning was defence and healing. He figured he would come back at lunch for the afternoon books. His ribs throbbed and carrying a large book bag would probably not help. Maybe he could get Madam Pomfrey to look at them during their healing class.

He headed to the great hall through the short cut they found previously. He was hungry but he didn't want to have to deal with the stares. First day of class and already he was drawing undue attention to himself. It was insane. He finally got to a place where no one knew he was the boy who lived and he goes and shows them what a freak he is. But he was going to be damned if he would let those bastards think they had gotten to him. The hall was about half full and the Slytherin table more than half. Several sat up and took notice of his entrance. MacNair leaned over and nudged Avery with his elbow. Harry let his eyes pass down the table without pausing on them.

See you bastards. I'm not afraid, you are just beneath me.

He reached the Gryffindor table before he remembered that he was actually supposed to eat with the Slytherins.

Screw them all.

He sat down.

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Draco was not happy. He hadn't slept at all last night. The red and gold was as oppressive as the never ending string of questions from the four seventh year Gryffindor's he was having to room with. He had drifted off past midnight only to dream of fiendfyre and wake to freaking red and gold. He couldn't go back to sleep after that because Pettigrew snored louder than Crabbe and Goyle combined.

He got up to take a shower and went down to the common room. He was just thinking of escaping back to the Founder's Suite when Black stumbled down the stairs. "Good morning Pretty Boy." Sirius said as he plopped down on the couch next to him. "Ready to get some chow."

"Chow? What are you a dog?"

Sirius chocked on a laugh and Draco remembered that Sirius was a dog. "Come on. Let's get some food."

"James and Remus will be down in a little bit." Black stammered and Draco wondered if he knew how to tie his shoes without guidance. He was definitely the Weasley of the bunch.

"I don't feel like waiting."

Sirius looked torn then followed him out the portal. Draco smirked inside. Sirius was no Crabbe or Goyle but Draco couldn't wait to see the look on Potter's face when he got a look at his new goon. Habit alone had him glancing down the Gryffindor table to do his morning Potter check but it wasn't till after he spotted him that he realized that isn't actually where Potter belonged.

"You're an idiot. See the pretty snake on your robe? That means you sit over there." Draco said pointing across the hall at the Slytherin table. So far this little jaunt into the past had been nothing but a pain in the ass. At least mocking the golden boy was familiar if not as fun as it used to be. Potter looked around the hall then down the Gryffindor table before looking back at Draco. Draco felt a moment of pity at the weariness in those bright green eyes. Then Potter opened his mouth.

"I'm in a dorm full of fuckwits."

"Wow, a smart snake." Sirius plopped down in the seat across from Harry. "That doesn't mean that you are welcome at our table."

At that moment, Hannah came bounding into the great hall and sat next to Harry. "This place is so great. Lily is amazing."

"That's what I always heard." Potter looked to the doors where Longbottom and Granger were walking behind a group of Ravenclaws. They spotted Potter and veered off toward the Gryff table. They sat on the bench next to Sirius and helped themselves to muffins and tea.

"Dear Merlin, we're being invaded." Black laughed and looked up to James and Remus who had just entered.

"Is there a problem here?" Professor McGonagall asked coming up behind Sirius.

"Just breakfast, Professor." Granger said sounding much less sycophantic than he remembered her being.

"I understand you are not used to the way we do things here, but you need to be at your house tables to get your time tables."

Weasel and Lovegood joined the party sitting on the other side of Potter, "We have our time tables already, Professor." Loony said.

"Be that as it may. You need to be with your houses."

"Why?" Lovegood asked. Draco didn't know how McGonagall could stand looking the girl in the eye. If he didn't know better he would swear Loony knew Legilimency. Her stare just bored right through you.

Not really caring to hear anymore, Draco moved down to the other end of the table. Sirius got up and followed him to where James and Remus had settled.

McGonagall must not have come up with a good enough excuse to kick the nongriffs out because she moved down the table to pass out more timetables and left the time travelers alone.

"What? You not going to hover around the not James Potter like the others?"

"I'm not in his fan club." Draco took sip of coffee and looked down the table where Granger was grilling Potter. He really did look bad. Draco wondered what he would have to do to get the details of initiation out him. He knew it would be impossible to get it out of any of the real Slytherins.

"Harry, what is wrong with you?" Granger's voice carried down the table.

"Nothing. Though could you redo the charm on my eyes. I don't think I did it right this morning."

"Something is obviously wrong. Something other than your vision. You look like you didn't sleep at all last night and you're picking at your breakfast. I can hear your stomach growl from here but you're not eating. You always do that when your upset about someth ..."

"Hermione, I love you like a sister. I would step in front of a crucio for you. But that does not entitle you to know every little thought that runs through my head. So back off."

Yes indeed. It sounded like initiations went very well.

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