Disclaimer: Was Harry a Slytherin? No, therefore don't own Harry Potter.

Author's Note: Sorry it took so long to update, I've been busy with college, and just have not had the time to update.

Being a little disoriented from the apparition, Creton shook his head. Figuring out where the hell he was located, was the only thing going through his right now. As he tried to gather his thoughts to figure out what was going on, he was yanked to somewhere. Going for his wand, he tried to escape, however, a stunning spell was sent his way.

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Being revived from his slumber, he listened to the light grumbling from a man. He tried to move his hands, but found them tied to the chair he was currently sitting in. He opened his eyes to find the infamous Alastor 'Mad-Eye' Moody in front of him. Hm, he really needed to be more careful when in a new country, at least he had no bounties on his head in Great Britain. At least none he knew about, Creton mused.

Getting back to the current situation, he signed, seemed Moody had finally caught on to him being awake. This could take a while, better piss him off now so he would be more likely to make mistakes.

"May I ask why I'm here sir?" Creton asked meekly. It took all his occlumacy to not burst out laughing from the look Moody had gave him. It was an incredulous look that told you he was expecting something else, but anything, but that. Hopefully, not all his encounters in this country would end up like this.

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Moody couldn't believe his ears, was that submission? He had been told the young man was a fireball, that he rivaled a Hungarian Horntail. Shaking his head, he came to a conclusion: He must me acting, no one could be that meek when kidnapped.

Going into full interrogation mode, he blanked his face. He figured start with the easiest questions, then push the hard ones out.

"What's your full name?", Moody demanded.

Harry had to fight to keep a smirk off his face, trying to look cowed. "Lord Creton Alexander Silver, at your service.", he said with a bit of flourish. He knew that the innocent act wasn't holding up, he was never good at containing emotions.

Moody got a triumph look on his face, he knew he had caught the right young man. Continuing his questionnaire, "Why have you returned to Great Britain?"

Creton couldn't keep it in, of all the things he would ask, of course he would want to know his motives for being in the country. "Well, thought I'd see the sites, maybe get me a girl while attending a horrid school. Hm, I don't know, I thought about getting me a magical tattoo. What do you think? A heart maybe?" Harry finished with a shitting grin stuck on his face. Oh, how he loved riling an ex-auror up. He was biding his time angering Moody, hopefully in his anger, he wouldn't notice him sending out a magical probe to figure out how to undo the magical bindings. Luckily, the stupid auror didn't think to suppress his magic. That defiantly would of caused issues.

Moody couldn't help but wonder how the kid hadn't gotten killed yet, after all catching him was no problem. Plus, the young lord had a smart mouth about him. Ignoring Creton's question, he asked, "Why would you attend school in Britain? What school are you attending?"

"Um, maybe because I'm not graduated. And Hoggy Warts, if you must ask. Such a backwards school" Creton trailed off. He knew that most people in England attended Hogwarts, only a small percent attended private magic schools. So he figured the insult to this man's alma mater would only add to the fire he had already started within the auror.

Mad-Eye had to admit this kid was good, he had managed to annoy the crap out the him. But when he instigated the Hogwarts wasn't a great school, he lost it. He went for his wand, but he was put in a Body-Lock Charm just as quickly, he didn't even see it coming.

Creton laughed coldly, it was too easy. It took him only a second to probe the spell and undo it, and then, a minute to distract the old man and escape. A pity, this was supposed to be one of the best in the country. He could only guess that Mad-Eye underestimated him due to his young age. Not a mistake Moody was likely to make later. He didn't know where he was, but it didn't matter. He could apparate.