Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Before I began the story I would like to thank the three people who tried guessing what words I used to create "Prusnak"
ahem in an announcer voice: There's Seibutsusen who guessed twice. Their guess was "PRUde SNAils Kill and PRUned SNArKy." This had to be my favorite guesses.
Then there was momocolady's guess, whom guessed "proud snake." momocolady was really close. She got the second word right.
And finally, the one who guessed right, we have Metamorphmagusgirl. Her guess was "pureblooded snake." She gets the grand prize of imaginery 1,000,000 bucks.
ahem Sorry. got carried away slightly. But onwards with the story.
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Chapter Eight
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Harry woke up earlier than the ather Slytherins, and decided that he would go down to the Great Hall without them. After taking a quick shower and changing into hisHogwarts uniform, he left the Slytherin dorms. He was surprised to see that Tom Riddle was already upand pacing the common rooms.
Harry, not feeling up to talking with Tom, eaily blended in with the shadows and left without Tom ever knowing.
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In the Great Hall Harry caught sight of Dave sitting at the Gryffindor table. Smiling, Harry walked over to him, ignoring all rivalries and the stares he was getting from the tescher's table as well as the other early risers.
"Dave, you're letting your guard down," Harry whispered in Dave's ear, grinning when Dave jumped slightly. Harry then proceeded to sit next to Dave at the Gryffindor table.
Dave galred at him and growled slightly. "Harry!"
Harry blinked and smiled innocently. "What? I just thought I should warn you not to let your guard down. Especially after that prank you pulled on James. He might send you something through the owl-post."
"Seriously? I doubt he would send something so soon into the school year." Dave stated confidently returning to his breakfast.
Harry shook his head preparing his own plate as he spoke. "You forget who we're dealing with. Does The Marauders ring a bell?"
"You have a point I suppose. Still, I doubt dad would send anything the first morning here."
"Yeah, sure. Even though you pulled the one prank we left?" Harry stated before taking a bite out his toast.
Dave made a face. "It wasn't my fault his head got superglued to his arms."
Harry raised an eyebrow.
Soon after that Hermione, Ron, Neville, Seamus, Ginny, and Dean entered the Great Hall. They all stopped short when they saw Harry sitting at their table by his brother.
Hermione was the first to recover and approached Harry. "Harry?"
Harry tilted his head in her direction as he ate, showing that he was listening to her.
"Shouldn't you be sitting with the Slytherins?" Hermione asked, gesturing to where Draco and the other Slytherins in his year had been sitting for the past couple minutes.
"Seeing as they have barely arrived, and I've at least been here for about fifteen minutes, I saw Dave over here and decided to sit by him. After all, there is no rules against sitting at other house tables during the informal meals." Harry informed her casually, as if he wasn't doing anything out of the ordinary.
Hermione stared at him, shock written on her face. Ron, seeing this, grinned and sat on Harry's other side. "Anyone who can stump Hermione is okay by me, even if they are in the snake house."
They talked for several minutes before the owl-post arrived.
A large brown barn owl came towards Harry and Dave, a huge red joker's hat in it's talons. Flying over Dave, the owl dropped the hat onto Dave's head before flying away.
Harry laughed as Dave's clothes were transformed to those of a clown, and clown make-up appeared on Dave's face. Dave turned to glare at Harry for laughing.
Harry pulled a muggle notebook from his bag and flipped through several pages before finding one that was half written on. Dave recognized that notebook. That notebook was the way Harry kept track of their prank wars over the years, of course it was the fourth one to the collection. Looking over Harry's shoulder he saw:
Sept. 2-morning-prank by owl-post-clown outfit.
Marauders-110 pts.
D&H-170 pts.
Points earned:
1st place-Harry-110 pts.
2nd place-Padfoot-70 pts.
3rd place-Dave-60 pts.
4th&last place-Prongs-40 pts.
Dave grumbled. "Well, at least I'm not exactly in last place. We're still ahead of them in the team department."
"No thanks to you." Harry informed them, winking at the Gryffindors who were trying to listen in.
Harry quickly finished his breakfast, and saying that he'd see the Gryffindors later, made his way to the Slytherins table.
Reaching said table, Harry sat by Draco who handed Harry his schedule.
"What was that about?" Blaise Zabini, a tall, dark-skinned boy with dark brown hair and almond-shaped hazel eyes, asked Harry nodding his head in Dave's direction.
"Two words: Prank War." Harry grinned excitedly, like a little kid who had just got the present they've been anticipating for after waiting for months.
Draco smiled slightly, so slightly you wouldn't have caught it if you weren't in Slytherin. He stood up, "Well, we should head to Potions. After all, image is everything."
That said, the sixth year Slytherins got up and left the Great Hall, making their way to the potions classroom, which was located in the dungeons of course.
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Draco had been jealous when he had entered the Great Hall and saw Harry eating with the Gryffindors several minutes ago. But, his jealousy calmed when Harry walked over and sat by him.
Draco was glad when, on the way to Potions, Harry had walked by him and not behind him, like most Slytherins did.
Even better was when Harry decided to sit by him in Potions.
Of course, being a Malfoy, Draco would never admit this for awhile yet.
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Snape was shocked to find out that a Ronald Weasley, one Neville Longbottom, and a Seamus Finnigan made it into his newt's potion class. He wasn't really shock to find out that Hermione Granger had got into his class. There was also four Ravenclaws and two Hufflepuffs. Most of his Slytherins had made it into his class. The only two who hadn't made it into his class was Crabbe and Goyle, which wasn't surprising to him.
However, there was one person in his class that intrigued him ever since the encounter they had in Diagon Alley. This, of course, happened to be Harry James Potter, the son of his archnemises James Potter.
The first thing he had noticed about Harry was that he didn't seem to resemble James at all. Instead Harry seemed to take after Lily.
The second thing was that Harry was placed in Slytherin, causing Severus to wonder about James reaction.
The last thing was that Harry had actually been welcomed by both Draco Malfoy and Tom Riddle, causing most of the other Slytherins to welcome him as well. Which was surprising, seeing how Draco and Tom never got along most of the time if at all.
Sighing, Snape decided to just watch for now.
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After Snape told them that they were going to brew Vertiserum, having written the instructions on the board behind him, the class began to work.
Harry was decent when it came to Potions, but he was nothing compared to Draco.
When they got to the part where all they had to do was let the potion simmer, Draco decided to ask, "So, Harry, what's your favorite subject?"
"Demons."
"What?"
Harry smiled at Draco, amusement shining through his eyes. "Demonology, of course."
"Harry, I don't believe Hogwarts teaches that. The closest classes would be DADA and CoMC."
Harry shrugged. "How about you? What's your favorite subject?"
"Potions and Tranfiguration."
"Of course. Why did I even ask?"
"I wouldn't know," Draco smiled charmingly at Harry.
"what's the worst subject in your opinion?" Harry asked curiously.
Here Draco made a face. "Care of Magical Creatures and History. Yours?"
"Muggle Studies."
Draco raised an eyebrow.
Harry frowned. "Apparently you've never seen someone wrestle with a toaster."
Draco shook his head still looking slightly puzzled. So Harry expanded a little. "A taoster is an appliance that runs on electricity and is simple to use. James couldn't figure it out and so wrestled with said toaster because his toast wouldn't come out."
Draco shook his head and decided to change the topic. "So, anything about your family that isn't well known?"
Harry's eyes threw ice daggers at Draco, making draco know exactly that he had overstepped the line with that question.
"Many, and I won't share mine with you until you decide to share yours with me."
Draco gulped slightly, but no one heard, before placing some of their potion into a vial. Harry then took the vial and placed it on Snape's desk while Draco cleaned up.
The bell rang a minute later. Harry grabbed his things and was out the door before Draco had a chance to talk to him.
Draco kept his face expressionless even though he felt slightly hurt. 'I must have pried too deeply.'
By the time Draco had reached their next class, which was Transfiguration, Harry was sitting on the Gryffindor's side in between Neville and Seamus.
Draco decided to wait until after class to talk to Harry.
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Dave was pissed off at his father for pulling a prank on him. Not just any prank, but a clown prank that would last the whole day.
People in the corriders would try to stifle their laughter, while his new friends teased him constantly.
'I am so going to murder that bloody dear! Can anyone say meat stew tonight! You just wiat! I'll get you Prongs! And don't think I won't get you back at the same time I get the snake back for last night! Your both on my hitlist!' Dave practically thought vicsiously at James.
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"Ah-ah-ahchoo! Someone's thinking bad things about me. That's the seventh time I've sneezed in fifteen minutes." James mumbled to himself, sniffling slightly.
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End of Chapter eight
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