Author's Note- Thank you soooooo much to everyone who reviewed, favourite storied and alerted to my story, it means a lot. So here it is chapter 2, if you haven't read Slytherin Roots, well just continue and enjoy, if you have well I would like to warn all of you I have changed it more then chapter 1, so yeah that's about it, just warning you don't expect the same. Anyway, I really hope all of you enjoy this one.
Disclaimer- Don't own Harry Potter or any of the other Characters.
Chapter 2- Slytherin Style
Harry woke up started. Had he slept in the wrong room? Oh right he a Slytherin now. Harry rubbed his eyes and made his way to the bathroom. He splashed water oh in his face. He swore he could hear whispering in the other room. He walked over to Malfoy's bed and bent down.
" Of…of course….. yes master"
Harry looked at Malfoy in wonder. What does he mean by master? Harry looked at Malfoy's sleeping frame. Then he noticed it. Imprinted on Malfoy's pale skin was the death eater mark. He gasped, falling backwards. He sighed in relief as he noticed that Malfoy hadn't woken up yet. He couldn't believe Malfoy could be a death eater and no one notice, was he planning on killing Dumbledore? Him? He listened again to Malfoy's muttering.
" I promise….. please don't hurt me…yes…I'll kill him…..nice and slow…" muttered Draco who rolled over. Harry looked in horror. Was Draco talking about him?
All of a sudden, a wand was pointed directly in his face. He looked into Draco's grey eyes. Determination and hatred flew through them. Harry scrambled backwards but Draco grabbed him.
" The Dark Lord wants you dead Potter and I plan to kill you myself, " snarled Draco, a dark chuckle escaping his lips." Goodbye Potter, Avada Kedavra"
Harry woke up, sitting right up. His breathing was ragged, heaving in and out. He looked over at his new roommate. Could he be a death eater?I mean his father was a death eater so does that make him one too? He rolled his eyes, falling back in bed. He couldn't be a death eater, Dumbledore wouldn't have let him room with someone who was. He closed his eyes, rolling over. It wouldn't hurt to look. I mean what could the worst thing that could happen- he is or he isn't. If he was, he could always either use Malfoy to find out information or he could tell Dumbledore. Malfoy wouldn't be stupid enough to kill him. Or could he? Harry groaned, sitting back up and making his way to the bathroom. He splashed water on to his face, looking at his reflection. One look it wouldn't hurt. But he's my roommate and we made a truce, he just needed to learn to trust the git. Or he could look and settle it once and for all.
Harry slowly walked toward Draco's bed. One look wouldn't hurt. He bent down, slowly pulling the sheets away from Malfoy's sleeping frame. Draco moaned, running a sleeping hand through his hair. Harry froze, holding his breath. He sighed in relief as he realized Malfoy hadn't woken up. He very slowly rolled him over to his side, getting a full look at Malfoy's right arm, his very unmarked pale
arm. No mark? He looked over at the sleeping boy again. Huh I guess I should be thankful. I wonder if he even wants to be death eater? His dad is one, is his mom? I guess I really don't know Malfoy that well. Maybe this means Malfoy isn't as evil as I've always presumed. Maybe I should give him a chance, I mean I obviously don't know him that well. Harry yawned, finally satisfied and went back to bed.
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Draco sat up in his bed and sighed. He looked over at Potter's sleeping frame. He was surprised that Harry had made it into Slytherin. He was after all the boy-who-lived, the golden boy, Dumbledore's right hand man. Potter walked around like some type of goody-goody just because he was the apparent "saviour of the wizarding world" and always loved proving that fact too. All the teachers let him and stupid little friends get away with everything. Then the stupid twat ended up in Slytherin. The only place where he, Draco Malfoy, Slytherin Prince and self proclaimed sex god was comfortable. Where he was praised. Yet here he was, Harry bloody fucking Potter as his roommate, his two best friends moving to different houses. Well he wasn't going to miss this opportunity. This was his chance to make Potter respectable, make him a true Slytherins. He had managed to make it into his beloved house, there must be some cunning, manipulation and trickery inside Harry Potter. Oh the sights, Potter being a Slytherin, not talking to those stupid blood traitors and mudbloods. Hell, I could even make Potter come to hate them, respect his true colors.
First things first, he needed to change Harry's appearance. He couldn't understand how the idiot walked around with his hair looking like it hadn't seen a comb in its entire life oh and those glasses. Just because he had them since he was a child didn't mean he couldn't get someone to preform a spell to correct his eyesight, Merlin those things were an eyesore. He smirked, well he wasn't going to let Potter walk out of this room again with that same look. He was a Slytherin now, and Slytherins cared about what they looked like. He grabbed his wand behind his pillow, a pair of scissors and a thick spells book. Hm now all I have to do is test how deep a sleeper Potter is.
"Potter I slept with your best friend," Draco called, poking the sleeping Potter. He groaned but was completely still "Hey Potter, I'm a death eater,"
Huh nothing. Good. Would have thought he'd jump right out a bed at that one. Draco then slowly and carefully moved Harry into a sitting position. Alright now for the easy part. Draco pointed his wand at the pair of scissors, muttering a charm under his breath. He smirked as he watched the scissors move, as his wand moved. He moved his wand about, watching strands of Potter's hair fall on to the bed sheets. After he was done, he grabbed his wizard gel from the bathroom, running back and raised Potter's bangs so the were half spiked, half loose, all pushed to one side. The back was now cut a lot' shorter, now unable to become unruly. Now for those stupid glasses.
Draco leafed through his spells book that his father gave him. This book always came in handy for things like these. He flipped to the e section, finding eyes. Ah, optometrious repairtus. Simple enough.
"Optometrious repairtus" muttered Draco, waving his wand over Potter's eyes. He jumped back as his eyes went wide open, the eyeballs moving back and forth quickly, stopped, the pupils dilated then contracted. Then Potter's eyes went back closed, like the whole thing never happened. He smirked as he took one more glance at his masterpiece before going back to his bed. He couldn't wait for what tomorrow would bring.
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Harry rolled over, deciding finally to sit up and stretch. He couldn't believe how comfortable his bed was. It made him wonder almost why he turned down being a Slytherin. Don't have to share your room with lots of people, the beds are ten times more comfortable. He looked over at his roommate, who happened to be up and reading a book. Malfoy had been the reason he never wanted to be in Slytherin but last night made him re-consider that thought. He wasn't a death eater, he was actually kind to him, and he had honestly taken to the idea of them being friends, he had even accepted a truce from him. Maybe Draco wasn't actually all that bad after all.
"Good morning Pott- Jarry, might want to get ready soon. Breakfast is about to start and we get our class schedules today," Draco muttered, finally looking up from his book. A small chuckle escaped his lips.
"Good morning to you too Draco. It feels weird using your first name" he said as he got up. He tried to put on his glasses but everything seemed all blurry. I must still be tired or something. "Speaking of names, I guess I really should apologize. I mean for everything I've said to you in the past. If were going to try to be civilized to each other I think well I will at least try to make amends to you,"
"Same to you Po-Harry" Draco muttered, going back to his book "And I wasn't joking about hurrying up. Don't want your little friends to think I killed you last night,"
Harry nodded and made his way to the bathroom. Draco snickered as he heard the toilet flush and moments later a scream. Harry stormed out and glared at Draco
"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO MY HAIR? I LOOK LIKE... YOU" screamed Harry
"That was the point stupid," said Draco as he put a bookmark in his book and looked at Harry " I wanted my roommate to look like a Slytherin and Slytherin's look presentable Po- Harry. I told you I wanted to make you a true Slytherin, I was just doing you favor, I mean come on do you ever see a Slytherin's appearance out-of-place? "
He wanted to scream some more but he stopped. They had made a truce the night before and Malfoy had said that he wanted to make him a true Slytherin. If he was going to do this, he had to go all the way with this thing, even if that meant letting Draco change him. "Ok, well you could have told me first. Anything else?"
"Well now that you mention it, I did fix your eyes,"
"You did WHAT?"
"Well I mean come on, those glasses are atrocious. So I just charmed your eyes so you would have 20/20 vision. You should be thanking me, I mean now you look so much better. I'm surprised you didn't get Granger to fix your eyes,"
"Well um thanks I guess, that was actually really nice of you. Nice not to have to wear my glasses I guess," Harry said, as he ruffled through his bag, pulling out his Slytherin robes.
"Wait you're not mad?" Draco asked, moving off his bed and toward the bathroom.
"No I mean I guess I should be but you've been in Slytherin longer then I have and if you think it's best then I guess your right. It's not like I can leave so I do need to fit in. Besides we made a truce, and I plan on honoring it," He said, grabbing a blue t-shirt and faded jeans. He threw them on his bed before closing his trunk. He turned to look at Draco who had the most disgusted look on his face "What now?"
"Ok if we are honouring this truce, may I give you some fashion advice. We pureblood, rich and proud Slytherins do not wear clothes that look like we are swimming in them. We wear clothes that fit us. We try to look presentable at all times. Those on the other hand look like hand me downs from a three hundred pound person. Honestly Potter what would you do without me?" Draco muttered, walking into his closet "We're about the same size, I mean I am a little taller but that shouldn't be a big problem. My mom buys me enough outfits to clothe at least 3 people. I think I can lend some that I don't wear,"
Harry watched in amazement as Draco walked out of his closet with piles of clothes. He threw them on to his bed, rummaging through them. From time to time he'd look up, putting them against Harry's chest before shaking his head and going back into the pile. He finally pulled out a black button up sweater and a pair of dark jeans. "I'm more of a dress pant type, but we'll start off with jeans and work our way up. Always remember in Slytherin we only really wear dark colors or house colors, so black, silver, green sometimes dark blue or even purple only on very rare occasions,"
"You know you really sound like a girl right now," Harry said, grabbing the clothes.
"No, Harry I sound like someone who actually has some sense of fashion. I mean come now Harry do you ever see my appearance out of place" Draco asked moving his hands down his body. Harry took a good look at him. Draco was wearing black pants, a blue and black dress shirt with a black vest over top and a long grey scarf. His shirt was tucked in like always, but his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows showing off his creamy white skin.
"No I suppose not," Harry said, throwing on the new clothes. He studied himself in the mirror for a moment before turning his attention back on Draco
"See exactly nothing wrong. If there is, you are more than welcome to tell me," Draco stated, putting back the pile of clothes in the closet.
"Really?"
"Of course we did make a truce," Draco stated walking back into their room.
"Okay. Well honestly Draco I've never liked your hair gelled back. I mean you have such an angular face it just brings out the wrong features. Have you ever thought of not gelling your hair? Or using less? "
"Are you insane?" Draco almost chocked, completely stunned. He ran to the bathroom, looking over his hair.
"Sorry I didn't mean to offend you or anything,"
"I...I love my hair gelled," Draco muttered running a hand through his hair. Harry took a step toward the door, Draco looked like he was about to murder someone. He knew Draco loved gelling his hair but he and half of the great hall, well at least the girls hated his gelled back hair. It took away from his attractive features. Harry watched as Draco now slightly gelled his bangs so they were out of his face, but not plastered to his head. He almost laughed as Draco posed several times, fixing tiny fly aways before walking out with a satisfied look on his face "I am only doing this because we have a truce and I look sexy, but I always look sexy"
"Alright whatever you say Draco. Ready for breakfast?" Harry said, grabbing his Slytherin robes- Draco doing the same.
"Of course," Draco huffed, walking out of their room, Harry quickly following behind. They walked down the winding staircase and to the Slytherin common room. Waiting for them was Crabbe, Goyle and Nott who all did a double take when he stood next to Draco.
"Wow not even 24 hours and you already make Potter look more Slytherin, I'm impressed," Nott said, whistling as he gave him a once over.
"Shut up Nott, don't even THINK of shagging him and call him Harry, he's one of us now," Draco said, smacking Nott upside the head before head out. Crabbe and Goyle like the night before fell into place in front of them, almost like bodyguards. They walked out of the dungeons and toward the Great Hall before Crabbe and Goyle stopped as Blaise, Hermione, Ron and Pansy walked toward them. "Oh look Harry our old friends, Blaise, Pansy, mudblood, Weasel, can we help you?"
Harry watched as they stopped and stared at him, all of them giving him questionable looks. Finally Ron and Hermione glared at Draco.
"Shut up Malfoy. What the hell did you do to Harry?" Ron blurted out, moving a step forward to be in Draco's face, Goyle pushing him back.
"Oh you like? I made him more Slytherin appropriate. He looks much better. Now do you mind, we really have better things to do then talk to low lives like yourselves," Draco said, moving to rest his arm on his shoulder. "You know, Blaise, Pansy, when I brought you over to Harry's little friends I didn't actually mean become friends with them. You guys have already sunken to low levels spending time with these disgraces,"
"Really Draco you're going to play that game. You're hanging out with your enemy and calling him Harry?" Blaise snarled, glaring at Draco.
"Look whatever, we actually don't care about that right now. We would like to talk to Harry so if you don't mind..." Hermione snarled, grabbing him and pulling him down the hallway- Ron following behind them. "Are you ok?"
"What do you mean?" Harry asked, looking at his two friends.
"You just let Malfoy call us horrible names, and what in Merlin's name did he do to you? Where's your glasses?And your hair? You look just like him,"
"Well we made a truce last night and he's trying to help me be able to fit in into Slytherin. You know what they'll do to me if I don't. I really don't want to be picked on like my cousin used to do okay. And besides Draco really isn't as bad as he seems,"
"He's a ferret and a manipulative bastard. He's obviously tricking you," Ron snarled. Hermione nodding in agreement. He knew Draco had been wrong in the past but it seemed like he was really trying to be his friend. He knew if he couldn't get Draco to accept him, there was no way anyone else in Slytherin would.
"Honestly I don't think he is. Besides it would be good if Draco and I could get along, maybe we can stop house fighting,"
"Yeah right,he's a prick, always will be" Ron puffed, crossing his arms.
"Yeah Harry, you really should know better I mean he picked on you the most and now he's just going to be friends with you? It seems a little far fetched," Hermione protested, giving him her sympathetic look she usually gives Ron. " But enough about that. We were wondering if you might want to sit with us today. Dumbledore did give leniency for the first week, we can still sit at our old tables,"
"You know what, I don't want to sit with you, I'm going to sit at the Slytherin table with Draco because I'm trying to give him a chance, besides you guys shouldn't be saying anything. You two are hanging out with Draco's best friends, who also made fun of us constantly."
"Wow mudblood already screwing up your friendship with Harry, wow didn't know it would be this easy to make Harry hate you," Draco said, making Harry jump in shock. Draco then wrapped his arm around his shoulder, giving him a quick smile. He knew Draco was bad but he seems so different when he got him alone in their dorm room.
"Shut up Malfoy I wasn't talking to you and stop calling me mudblood" Hermione snarled, pulling out her wand, Ron doing the same.
"I call them like I see them and you are clearly a mudblood and us Slytherins don't associate with mudbloods," Draco snarled, pointing his wand in Hermione's face. Crabbe, Goyle and Nott all doing the same. Blaise and Pansy rushed to Hermione and Ron's aid. He couldn't let this happen, these were his friends now, well he at least wanted to try with Draco. Harry quickly stepped in front of the group, turning to face Draco, he could see the disappointed faces of his friends as he turned.
"Truce Draco remember?"
"You're right, fine I'll do this for you, besides they really aren't worth our time,"
"Thank you. Guys I hope you'll understand, I really hope one day we can all be friends," Harry said turning to look at Blaise, Hermione, Pansy and Ron.
"In your dreams Harry," Draco said, pulling him toward the Great Hall. "Trust me Harry, they won't be your friends for long if your friends with me. You're a Slytherin and no matter what it will always make people who aren't us, resent us,"
"Yeah besides Slytherins don't associate with mudbloods, blood traitors or house traitors anyway," Nott pipped up as they took their seat at the Slytherin table. Harry watched as the entire Great Hall stared at him and his new look. "You're one of us now Potter, embrace it,"
"He's soooo not one of us,"
Harry looked around, his eyes landing on a Slytherin first year. He almost snorted- he looked just like Draco in first year. He was small, black hair and a air of confidence that radiated off his body. He gave a smug grin in his direction, getting snickers from some of the other first years who obviously looked up to him
"Excuse me? Are you seriously talking right now?" Draco said calmly, taking a sip of coffee. Harry couldn't tell if he was angry or just indifferent.
"Well its true. Sorry to have interrupted your conversation Draco Malfoy but really. I thought you were supposed to be the Slytherin Prince, the sex god, the person to fear but you have sunk down and became friends with this nobody. What would your father say? This is disappointing," the first year replied, giving his best Malfoy smirk- he really couldn't pull it off.
Harry almost jumped as Draco started laughing. Crabbe and Goyle quickly joined in then Nott and most of the Slytherin table followed suit. He watched as Draco laughed so hard he began clutching his sides, some of the Great Hall was giving them questionable looks.
"You... really? A first year giving me advice," Draco laughed, finally stopping, the rest of them quickly stopped after. "Look, Lewis Archibald, just because you come from an old, wealthy pureblood house or your dad is in the Ministry doesn't give you the right to just inject your opinions. You are a nobody here, you are first year. I am an upperclassman who also happens to be your prefect, and also the person who can make or break your reputation here so shut your mouth. I will always be the Slytherin Prince and if you want to be me then I suggest you stop showing off to your soon to be ex friends and try to stay on my good side. Now to your point. Harry Potter is now one of us so you will show him respect. You want to be on my good side well then learn to like whatever Potter likes. Get used to the idea people, he's here to stay if you don't like it well then expect to be ostracized from all the other Slytherins. I am a Malfoy, and that makes me better than all of you, so respect Potter, respect your Slytherin Prince. Got that Archibald?"
Harry watched as the kid nodded, not even be able to look up because he was shaking so much. The first years and most of the table nodded their heads, going back to their food, no one daring to look Draco directly in his eyes.
"Nice one Draco, I love watching you make first years cry," Nott said, him and Draco high-fiving.
"It's what I do Theodore. You know how I hate when people think they know better than me. I'm their Prince besides Harry you are one of us now, Nott was right. You really should embrace it you'll be surprised at the power you can have being one of us, the elite Slytherins" Draco said, smirking. "So what class do we have first?"
"Divination with the Hufflepuffs " Crabbe said, most of the Slytherins groaned.
Harry looked at them and sighed. He looked over at the Hufflepuff table. He looked at Ron. Ron looked at him curiously and Harry looked away. He felt ashamed of what had happened. They were his best friends, the golden trio but here he was, eating with his old enemies. Thing was, Draco Malfoy had just defended him in front of the entire Slytherin table, he was part of them now. He had accepted a truce and Draco seemed to be helping him fit into Slytherin. Is being a Slytherin all that bad? He was now part of the upper Slytherins, feared and adored by his house and he and Draco were becoming friends. How bad could it really be?
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A/N- Well that's it. I know, again not the most exciting chapter ever but again laying ground work for the rest of the story. It will be heading toward the drarry parts later. Next chapter will be Draco's P.O.V so you can get his idea of all if this. You do get a little bit in this first chapter. Anyway, I hope you guys enjoyed it, please review if you have the chance, I love getting feedback
Also for their hairstyles, on my profile page I put a pic up of the the two of them I have on my computer, I love their hairstyles in it. I know some people don't like when you change their appearance but I hope you know it is for the whole story idea.
Well again please review if you have the chance, and happy holidays :)