A/N I have a few announcements:

1: I changed the 1st chapter a little so it would make more sense.

2: MY EXAMS ARE FINISHED! WOOHOO!

I'm just crossing my fingers for the test results now. This also means that I'll be able to write all the time now, except for in August, so the whole of July will be free. :D

3: Thanks for all the constructive criticism. :D

4: Thank you for all the nice reviews.

5: I've decided the pairing already. I will post it in the next chapter, I wanted this character from the start but I wanted to see what you guys thought up first.

Wordcount: 1512 words.

Chapter 8

Harry's eyelids blinked open from the perturbing sound of an alarm going off. In the wizarding world an alarm clock was a spell that woke you up internally. Sylas had obviously felt his shift and was grumbling about how it was way too early for the little humans to wake up anyway, and that Harry should just go back to sleep in his warm nest. Harry chuckled and told Sylas he would wrap him up in the covers but was going out. Sylas didn't even bother asking to where, he just fell asleep again: the lazy twat. Harry was really fond of him though; he had little quirks that were very endearing.

Harry got dressed in his sweat pants that he usually wore to train for martial arts, so they fit all right. It was 6 in the morning and classes were going to start at 9:30 since it was Monday and his first period was free. His dorm mates used that time for sleeping in and doing last-minute homework.

Since he'd already done this he decided to go for a run around the lake. In fact, that's where he was at the moment. He started at a slow pace to get his muscles to wake up. He then started to speed up and soon he was at a brisk pace. He aimed to run for about 6 km (3,7 miles) and ended up taking off his jumper (sweater) during his run. He knew no one ran in the wizarding world, only the really dedicated. He noticed he had a really spindly frame, and wanted to rectify that ASAP so he did some sit-ups on the other side of the lake. No one would see him there, he still had 2,5 km to go yet so he only did 10 sit-ups and 5 push-ups. He made sure to stretch all his muscles, he knew 6 km was a lot to start with for an 11- year-old with a malnourished body so if he wanted to have less pain in the morning it would help.

By the time he was back at the entrance hall he had a thick sheen of sweat on his torso, so he pulled his sweater back on and headed back to his dorm, people were walking around by now, but they were all so drowsy, they didn't really notice him, it could have been the notice-me-not charm too. It didn't really matter.

He entered the common room and turned towards the entrance to the dorms to come face-to-face with Professor Snape.

"What did I say about being out after curfew Mr. Potter?"

Harry gaped at him. He quickly closed his mouth realizing he looked ridiculous and answered.

"I-Sir I just went out for a run early this morning.

I really didn't stay up this late." He sounded so puny with his high, childish voice and he almost felt sorry for himself.

Snape seemed to take in his attire then and said.

"Yes, well then go clean up, I can smell your sweat from here."

Harry blushed embarrassedly and ran up to his dorm. He made a beeline for the showers after grabbing his toiletries. After his shower he got dressed in his usual school robes and got his schoolbag ready, he had Herbology with the Gryffindors that day and he had Astronomy that night. He was looking forward to that because it was with the Ravenclaws.

He settled down with his 7th year Herbology book, at 8:00 Draco woke up to go shower and made his hair perfect, (in his opinion) slicked back with wizarding gel.

Harry sighed and snapped his book closed. He headed down for breakfast with Draco, since Blaise wouldn't get up for another 15 minutes, Crabbe and Goyle weren't their kind of people and Theo was going to come down at a later time.

They sat at the Slytherin table munching on waffles when Pansy Parkinson and the rest of the girls came swaggering over. Pansy talked about useless things hanging off of Draco's arm, he didn't seem too excited about it. The other girls Millicent Bulstrode and Daphne Greengrass sat down and made light conversation with each other and Harry, they talked about trivial things.

The girls had also heard about Harry joining the Slytherin team. Millicent (please, call me Millie) was really excited and told him she couldn't wait for the first game of the year. While Daphne stuck her nose up and said that 2nd years were too young to be playing such a aggressive sport, let alone 1st years.

Harry ended up saying his goodbyes to the girls that weren't that bad company and dragging Draco away from Pansy. Once they were outside of the hall and out of earshot Draco shot him a grateful look. "Thanks mate, I was wondering if she would ever shut up. My parents are still choosing my fiancé and she obviously wants to be part of the Malfoy family, not that that would happen in a million years, I'd rather commit suicide and discontinue the Malfoy line." He chuckled mirthlessly.

Harry smiled and told him not to think anything of it.

They headed for Herbology where they went over the curriculum for that year and were asked some questions by professor Sprout. Harry got them all right and Hermione shot him dark looks throughout the whole lesson. He turned the other way and he heard her huff at that. After the lesson he was heading for the library alone when Hermione confronted him.

"I don't know what your problem is, but I wanted to be friends in the beginning of the year but now that you think you're a god or something with your know-it-all attitude I don't."

Harry scoffed inside, she was the one waving her hand everywhere in the class, he just answered the questions the teachers asked him, he never raised his hand.

"I don't see how that's my problem Miss-?"

He pretended that he didn't know her name, which seemed to aggravate her further.

"Wh-Hey!"

She spluttered, he saw her face heating up in anger and embarrassment.

"Well, if that was all Miss, I was on my way to the library so you'll have to excuse me." He sounded so polite and pureblooded with a cultured tone (even if to him it did sound a little ridiculous in his high-pitched voice) that she couldn't say anything back. And with those words he swept away from her in the direction of the library in a way that resembled Snape a little but not in a menacing way. He looked completely at ease; his gait was relaxed and graceful.

He heard her spluttering as he left and he kept his face neutral. Inside his head though he was laughing evilly.

The day progressed normally with him getting 7th year referencing material. He left for astronomy with the rest of the first-year Slytherins. They looked at the constellations and got the typical curriculum information. He yawned as he headed back to the dungeons, his young body couldn't take so much stress with him waking up so early and going to sleep late, he might have to change his schedule to Tuesdays and Thursdays.

He was getting ready for bed when he heard Sylas hissing. He didn't like it because he didn't want his dorm mates finding out about his gifts even if he didn't hate them anymore.

"Masster! Masster!"

"Sshut up SSylass." He said in a hushed tone.

"Yess masster." Sylas hissed, though he didn't sound too happy for being ignored.

After waiting 'till everyone was out of earshot Sylas continued his conversation. "Masster I have important

newss, I have found my mate."

TBC

A/N: As I've mentioned, I've already chosen the pairing xD I'll post it ASAP.

*Hides under bed* I'm sorry for the Cliffie. *Dodges rotten tomatoes*