Chapter Three: Lord's and Levels
Lucius Malfoy entered his classroom and saw Harry and his group of friends sitting already towards the middle on the right. Neville was going over a textbook while Dean and Seamus tried to get Harry to explain the whole Lord thing to them. He set his things on his desk and watched as the teens entertained themselves. The four were twenty minutes early.
"I don't know much, just that there are seven levels of Lords, three families in each level, and that the highest level is called the elites," Harry said which made them blink at him, rolling his eyes he smacked his forehead, "Seriously how did you not understand that? Here," pulling out a parchment and quill he sketched circles and pointed to the center circle, "These are the elites," he drew three triangle in each circle, "These are the families in the levels, these three families are the elites, only two known elite families are alive as they were Gryffindor, Slytherin and Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff was one circle down, along with Black, and Malfoy, then there is the Potters, Lovegoods, and Longbottoms."
"I'm part of a Lord family?" Neville asked lifting his head from the book.
"Yes but you are a lesser branch of the Lord family tree," Harry said which got him blinked at, "Guys you do realize I'm not the bloody Professor of this course!"
"But he scares us," Dean admitted glancing at Lucius.
"Lucius Malfoy scares you?" Harry asked, getting three nods he rubbed his temples, "Okay you three are so dense, you realize we have a Dark Lord in the school and you're scared of a Malfoy?"
"But he's not here at the moment," Dean pointed out.
"He doesn't need to be in the same room as you to kill you," Harry said before smacking his forehead again, "Okay tonight I'll explain everything I know about Lords, and Dark Lords and then will you promise not to be terrified of our Professors?"
"Except Snape," Neville said.
"Of course except him, he's a bloody terror!" Harry said looking freaked out, "How the hell I managed to get in his class is beyond me, I tried to fail."
"What did you get on your Owls?" Dean asked.
"An O, but that is not the point," Harry said before getting blinked at, "What?"
"You're afraid of Snape?" Dean asked blinking, he did not know any one scared Harry.
"He's scary, and that creepy swishing cloak thing he does, and the way he – we are not having this discussion," Harry said crossing his arms, "I am not going to explain my irrational fear of one man."
Lucius was trying not to smirk as he listened to the chatter, it sounded quite like how him, Severus, the Dark Lord and Fenrir would talk in private. He was loath to admit that Harry and the Dark Lord were quite similar. Watching as the others started in the class, he saw Blaise and Theo make way towards the Gryffindors and sit near the little group. Lucius watched as Dean and Seamus both seemed to square their shoulders defensively while Harry and Neville discussed something in hushed voices.
As soon as the clock chimed in class Lucius watched as Harry and Neville shut up, Harry had his coffee in hand and seemed very calm. The rest of the Gryffindors were in the back of the room trying not to be seen or heard, while the Slytherins sat in the front all watching contently.
"This is Wizarding Politics, I want no horsing around in this room, twenty percent of your grade will be on in class projects, ten percent will be book assignments, and the other seventy percent is for tests and homework," Lucius said before going into explaining the basics, about how wizards had used the same system for over ten thousand years and it was still effective.
Near the end of class Neville yelped and Harry whipped around to look at the teen behind him, Neville's arm was bleeding. Hearing a curse shoot his way he pushed up a shield and turned to look directly at Ron who had his wand trained on the group. Lucius moved towards the group and was permitted by Harry's shield to pass trough and see the wound, which Dean had wrapped in his tie so it would not bleed even more.
"You may take him to the Infirmary," Lucius told Harry; he knew the whole group would go. But he was surprised when it took both Dean and Seamus kicking Harry in the shins to get him to drop his killer glare at Ron and turn and nod at him. Watching as Ron shot another cutting curse at the group he banished the spell and looked at the redhead, "Headmasters office."
After dismissing the class and making sure Ron was where he was sent Lucius headed up to the Infirmary and saw Madam Promphey had Harry on a bed and a thermometer in his mouth, Neville was all healed up and the three boys sat on a bed watching as she ran diagnostics over Harry.
"I'm not sick," Harry tried to say but she pushed his mouth shut and pulled out the thermometer, "See perfect temperature."
"Hmm, still," the nurse said pulling out a vial of potion, "Drink this and lay back."
"I don't-" Harry started but she tilted his head back and poured the potion down his throat, coughing he went to say something else but she pushed him down onto the bed, "I'm fine I promise!"
"You did not come to my office first thing after dinner yesterday like you normally do," she said before checking a list of things, "Where did you spend the summer?"
"Privet Drive where else?" Harry asked rolling his eyes.
"And they fed you?" she asked eyes narrowed on Harry's small form.
"I ate three square meals a day, slept eight hours every night, was not attacked, assaulted, or harmed all summer," Harry said, his friends were the only ones who knew about the abuse at the Dursley's which is why he was willing to say this all, especially since he did not know Lucius was listening, "They went to America for the summer."
"All summer?" Seamus asked, getting a nod as Harry sat back up he narrowed his eyes, "What did you do?"
"I did nothing, not directly," Harry said jumping off the bed and grinning, "I had a friend who happened to be a high up in my Uncles firm send out fake invites to a resort there that should have lasted for a week, and another fake passports so they got arrested as soon as they crossed the borders."
"Good," Madam Promphey said before asking, "Have they returned?"
"Three days ago, but I was already at the Leaky Cauldron," Harry said before getting blinked at, "What I have friends in the States and they owed me favors."
"You are way to tricky to be a lion," Neville said before suddenly looking at Harry his jaw hanging, "Wait is the secret Seamus and Dean know about why you're a lion?"
"Possibly," Harry admitted before checking the time, "We have five minutes before we're late for Potions."
"Short cuts!" Dean called out pushing Harry towards the door, "Get us to class on time! Hop to it Wonder Boy."
"Fine…but you have to…keep up," Harry said before darting down the hall and jumping through a tunnel that dropped him three floors.