"Welcome!" Albus Dumbledore boomed. "To another year at Hogwarts!"
"HELL ON A SKEWER!" Harry called out.
"Dung in a picnic," Albus challenged.
Harry bit his lip. His trademark grin lit up his face. "Cornelius at a two year olds birthday party."
Albus gaped. "HOW DO YOU ALWAYS WIN?!?!" he thundered/interrogated. Harry shrugged and leaned against Luna. With that, Albus proceeded with his speech and then he introduced Dolores Umbridge as the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher and then she gave a speech on how "the Ministry is trying to keep the children in line for their own safety" which Harry found as a load bull. He sighed as the food appeared. News had spread like a wild fire that A) Harry Potter was back after three years of AWOL and B) he was seriously delusional- I mean really, he wants a world where weak people are killed on the spot. What kind of sick bastard is he? Suzie's words, not mine.
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Harry sighed as Severus left the common room. He waved his wand, sparks shooting out of it. The chattering Slytherins paid him no mind. He twitched and pointed his wand at his neck. "Sonorus!" He murmured. "SILENCE!!!" He boomed. The whole of Slytherin house silenced and faced him. "Quietus," he murmured.
"What do you want, Potter?" spat Thys.
"I have a proposition for all of us," Harry cooed. He waved his wand over himself, over Hermione, over Luna, over Draco, over Blaise and over Pansy. Their Glamour fell away. People gasped. Silim's and Harry's trademark grin befell his features. "I do so hope you all accept my proposition, or I'll be forced to kill you." Some of the students glared. "Eidylor and I," Eidylor stepped to his side, "are the Oiolairë Twins of Olde. You've heard the prophecy, no?" most of the Slytherins nodded. "The End of the World is upon us… And we shall prevent that. The filthy Muggles are polluting our precious world with factories and oil and all of that… Killing off our Ozone Layer. I propose that, after Christmas, we take over Hogwarts and rid the world of the filthy Muggles tarnishing our world!" Silim finished with a flourish.
All of Slytherin house cheered and screamed with joy. Silim re-cast the Glamour and they were themselves again. Draco and Harry exchanged smug smirks as the house cheered. Finally. Thys then stood up. "I HERE-BY DECLARE SLYTHERIN HOUSE AS ONE!!!" the cheers only got louder. One of the pictures on the right wall flared in anger.
"SHUT UP YOU BRATS!!! WE ARE TRYNNA SLEEP HERE!!!" it yelled. Everyone laughed and went back to what they'd been doing before the cheers. Harry sighed and, along with Draco, Blaise, Vincent, and Gregory, walked into their dorms and fell into a deep sleep.
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"Good morning class," tittered Umbridge. Harry huffed and exchanged glances with Hermione. Behave yourselves, Blaise's voice echoed in their heads. DADA and Herbology were the only two classes they didn't share with Blaise. Blaise was on edge because of their plans –only Hermione, Draco, and Harry could plan. Their time was slowly ticking, as it was already the first week of October.
"Good morning Professor Umbridge," was the robotic reply to the toad-like woman.
"Today, we shall be covering the art of the jinx." She smiled sickeningly sweetly. "Please turn to page 121 for the reading." All but Harry and Hermione began reading. Umbridge turned her gaze on them. Harry sighed.
"We finished the book," he informed her, "thrice, yesterday, actually." Hermione nodded her head and Umbridge, bless her heart, slapped her forehead. She sighed and told them to do something quietly. Harry immediately whipped out a piece of parchment, two quills, and an ink bottle and handed a quill to Hermione. She uncapped the ink bottle and began writing. And thus how their DADA class proceeded –plots of taking over the world. Occasionally, one or both of them would start laughing and then just leave it. They got some pretty interesting looks.
Umbridge did her classic 'hem-hem' on them when she found they were being disruptive and or annoying. She smiled sweetly, looking like a constipated toad. "Mind sharing with the class?"
Harry waved his hand absently. "Just plotting how to take over the world," he said just as absently as the hand wave. All the Gryffindors except Ellil cackled, thinking he was joking. Not Ellil. Never Ellil. He saw the sick glint in The Slytherins' eyes when Harry said this… Just when, was the question.