Arashi: I decide to give you readers a special treat, two chapters of Neglect and Salvation instead of one. I hope you will enjoy the story.

I still don't own HP *Glares at upcoming lawyers*

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Ch 4: Classes and Trouble

Harry sighed. He hated getting up in the morning. He had to get up, but did so reluctantly. He walked over to the bathroom and did his normal morning rituals. He then returned to the room and dressed. He noticed that Draco was still sleeping. He smirked. He walked up to the bed and whispered, "Draco, wake up."

Draco still slept. Harry's smirk widened. He pounced onto Draco. He, of course, jolted awake with a small scream. Harry fell off the bed laughing. Draco growled. "Its not funny!"

"Oh yes it was! Besides, it's almost time for breakfast. You better hurry."

Draco grumbled, but got out of bed nonetheless. Harry left the room laughing. Harry sat at the Slytherin table and ate his breakfast. He looked over to the Gryffindor table to see his 'brother' whispering something to the Weasley boy and pointing at him. Harry scowled. His 'brother' was no doubt spreading rumors about him. He turned away.

Suddenly the doors to the Great Hall slammed open. Everyone looked up to see James

Potter storm in. He stalked up to the Head Table. "Why is one of my sons in Slytherin?"

Harry stood up. "Oh, so now you acknowledge me as your son! Besides, I like being in Slytherin."

"No Potter will be in Slytherin!"

"Well guess what, I am."

"NO! I hereby disown you!"

"Good! I don't want to have anything to do with filthy blood traitors like you anyway!"

There were gasps around the Hall and several Professors looked sharply in Harry's direction. James growled. "What did you call me, boy?"

Harry sneered. "I called you a filthy blood traitor."

James stalked up to Harry and slapped him. Harry growled in return. "Never do that again. Come on, Draco, I don't want to stand in his presence any longer. Who knows what disease I might catch."

James grabbed Harry's arm. "You will apologize at once, boy!"

Harry sneered. "I will do no such thing. I have had enough of you! All you have ever done is neglect me! You and the mudblood have always hated me! At first, when I was young and naïve I passed it off, but now I will not stand for it! You either give me a logical reason why you hate me or I will hex you!"

James frowned. "When you were born you had a dark aura. You had a mark, which has now disappeared, on your left cheek. It was some sort of rune and a black snake wrapped around it. We did not understand it, but we were frightened. We tried to have little contact with you."

Harry was no longer paying attention. We had herd about the mark before, but he could not place it. He yanked his arm from James' grip and stalked off. He had to get to class. He had potions first with his Head of House.

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After Potions Draco and Harry made their way to their next class, transfiguration. They tried to not burst out laughing. The stupid Gryffindors, especially Austin, had made fools of themselves. Austin himself now had a detention.

Draco and Harry eventually got up to the Transfiguration classroom. The professor was not there, but a cat sat on the desk. He grinned. He had the most hilarious urge to changes into his dog form and chase the cat. He sat at his desk. Suddenly, after the bell had rung,

Austin and the Weasely boy ran in. Austin saw that the professor was not there yet. "Ha!

We made it without the professor knowing we were late!"

Harry snorted. Draco turned to him in confusion. Harry smirked. "Just watch."

Suddenly the cat turned into Professor McGonagall. "I would appreciate it if two of my own Gryffindors would make it to class on time. You both have detention."

Harry and Draco tried to smother their snickers.

McGonagall started to take roll call. She went through and she eventually got to Harry's name. "Potter, Harry."

"Actually its just Harry now, Professor. My father has disowned me."

Austin muttered, "And a good thing too."

Harry turned and scowled. "You will shut up before I make you."

"That's enough, Mr. P… Harry. Five points from Slytherin."

The class was normal from there. Harry and Draco were the only ones to be able to completely transform their toothpicks into needles.

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The Slytherins didn't have Defense against the Dark Arts until Thursday. They all walked in and sat in their seats. The Professor walked in as the bell rang. He started off by introducing himself. "I am Professor Lenox. This year we will learn about dangerous creatures. Can anyone name any?"

Harry raised his hand. "Yes?"

"I can list a few. There are vampires, werewolves, demons, dementors, lethifolds –"

The professor stopped him. "That is enough. You seem to know a lot. You mentioned demons. In your opinion, which kind of demon is the most dangerous?"

"Dog demons." Draco snorted. Harry had told him about the magical adoption. Harry glared at him.

"Really? Why is that?"

Harry shrugged. "I dunno."

Professor shook his head in amusement. "I actually agree. (a/n: in my world the dog demons are most dangerous. :grins:) I myself know two half-demons. Their names are Damien and Tayla Darknight. They are coming in today to talk about dog demons."

Harry stared in shock as his parents walked into the room. Draco couldn't stand it anymore and he burst out laughing. Harry scowled at him.

Tayla grinned at her son's shock. "Hey there, cub."

"Why didn't you tell me you were coming, m…Tayla?"

Damien spoke up. "We wanted it to be a surprise. You can stop laughing at Harry now, Draco." Draco just laughed harder. Harry smacked him.

"OW! What was that for?"

"To make you shut up."

The professor interrupted them. "Can you please start?"

Tayla turned to him. "Right. Sorry. Now, what can you tell me about Dog Demons? And no you cannot answer this question, Harry."

Harry put down his hand and sulked the rest of the class period. The bell eventually rang and Harry went up to his parents. "I missed you."

"You have only been gone a week."

"So?"

Damien chuckled and ruffled his son's hair. "Have you been training?"

"Yes."

"Good. Now you better go to class. We will see you during Christmas break."

"Why not after classes?"

"We are going back home now. We were only here for this class."

Harry pouted, but hugged his parents good-bye. He then ran to his next class, Herbology.

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