AN- Thanks everyone who read chapter one. Chapter two contains a bit more violence and a bit of swearing. You have been warned. I don't own any of this I'm just playing with it.
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"I'm sorry you had to miss the Quidditch game today Harry." Snape spoke up from his desk. It was Saturday and Harry was almost done with his week of detention. Over the past several days, aside from tasking the teen with harder and harder potions Snape had taken to talking to him and to his surprise had discovered the boy wonder was more like Lily than he could have imagined.
He had grown rather attached to the teen as much as he was loath to admit it, Harry wasn't very talkative however though he would normally answer Snape's questions as long as they didn't broach anything personal, it was the answers he gave that fascinated the potions master.
Somewhere the worlds savior had finally said fuck it and no longer seemed to care what happened to the people who put him on a pedestal regularly only to knock him off again. Snape couldn't really say he blamed the raven haired teen though..
"It's okay I wasn't that interested in seeing it anyway, Hufflepuff is never much competition." Harry shrugged before going back to gazing out the window. He was brewing a sleeping drought and had reached a portion where the potion had to simmer before the next ingredients were added.
"Wasn't the ban lifted after Dumbitch, I mean Umbridge left?" Snape asked curious to know what the teen meant by seeing it.
"Yeah, the ban was lifted and I got my broom back." Harry shrugged again before stirring the cauldron and adding the next ingredient.
"Then why are you not playing?" Snape pried. "It was my understanding that you enjoyed the game."
"I love the game but when Dumbledore, I mean Headmaster Dumbledore offered me the captaincy of the Gryffindor team and then took it away when Weasel got jealous of me I resigned." Harry replied he was focusing on the potion while he talked which Snape made note of. Harry wouldn't make eye contact when he was talking to someone if he could help it.
"Is Mr. Weasley not a good captain?" Snape was of course working up to more personal questions but wanted Harry to get comfortable first otherwise he knew the teen would shut down on him.
"He knows a lot about Quidditch but he really has no leadership skills." Harry shook his head with a sneer that looked like it belonged on a Slytherin.
"He really has no skills at all but you didn't hear that from me." Snape gave a rare smile.
"You've got that right." Harry snorted and Snape saw his opening. They had come close to the subject several times but every time Snape got close Harry shut down.
"What happened between the two of you? You used to be so close."
Harry heaved a deep sigh and Snape was sure the teen was going to close off again but to his surprise Harry finished up his potion and did the spell to label and bottle the potion, before conjuring a arm chair in front of Snape's desk.
"If I tell you I need to tell you everything and I would really prefer if this stayed between the two of us." The young man who Snape no longer saw as James JR requested.
"It started at the end of last year after the ministry. After..."
Snape could see Harry fighting back tears and felt like he wanted to hug the poor boy. No one deserved to live the life he had led or lose the people he had lost.
"Skip that part Harry what happened after that?" Snape cut him off not wanting him to have to relive the moment Black went through the veil.
"When we got back to the school and back to the common room, Ronald actually came out and said he wasn't getting paid enough to be my friend and that he was tired of risking his life to live in my shadow. Hermione agreed with him and I told them if that were the case they didn't need to bother being my friend anymore." Harry had taken on a blank look like he was relaying something that had happened to someone else.
"Hermione hit me and told me they had worked too hard to get to where they were and I wasn't going anywhere."
"Wait, she hit you? How often does that happen?" Snape interrupted him a little more abruptly than he had intended and he could feel Harry closing off to him. He swore silently to himself as Harry stood and grabbed his bag.
"I should be going. The twins will be concerned."
"They can come in too if you want Harry," Snape offered grasping at straws to keep the teen talking.
Harry smiled a brief smile. "Same time tomorrow Professor?" He asked.
"Your week is up Harry, you're done with deten..." Snape trailed off as he figured out what Harry was saying. "Yes, that will be fine." Snape nodded. Harry was requesting he come back the following day to talk more.
Harry was greeted by the twins and they made their way to dinner. Because of the lack of classes for the day Harry had done his detention earlier. They made their way into the hall and sat down in their usual places at the end of the Gryffindor table. All three of them had more or less alienated themselves from their fellow Gryffindors. Harry sat with a twin on either side usually Neville would take up the spot across from the brunette but today he was sitting with his girlfriend in Hufflepuff.
Luna Lovegood however floated dreamily over from her table and sat down in Neville's place.
"You look better than normal today Harry," She commented. "The Speckled Fire flies aren't as interested in your ears today."
The twins and everyone else within earshot looked at her like she was crazy which was their usual reaction, Harry however nodded seeming to understand.
"Thank you Luna and what of the bearded fly?"
"The bearded fly will be up in a fury soon enough." Luna sighed. "Oh and Harry don't worry. You look good in green it brings out the color of your eyes." With that she began humming a strange tune and skipped out of the great hall.
Harry was still gazing after her with a bemused expression on his face when a flash of flames lit the room. All of the students gasped upon seeing Fawkes the Phoenix perched at the head table with the sorting hat in its beak. The bird dropped the hat on the table where it began to speak.
"Good evening students, It is wonderful to see you all again. But there is one of you I am most interested in. Harry Potter, could you come up here please?"
Harry stared up at the hat eyes wide as a stool materialized out of thin air. With a heavy sigh and a hard swallow Harry headed up to sit on the stool and Fawkes again picked up the hat dropping it on Harry's head. Out loud the hat announced. "I feel I made a mistake placing Harry Potter in Gryffindor and do insist I correct it."
In Harry's head however a different conversation was occurring.
"Where are you going to place me?" Harry asked.
"Where I should have placed you years ago boy, I told you Slytherin would help you on your way to greatness." The hat chuckled.
"No, they would eat me alive. You can't put me in that house now." Harry protested and the hat sighed in annoyance.
"Are you saying you don't have just as many enemies in your own house?" The hat asked obviously amused by the truth of his statement.
"Yes, But at least there the twins watch my back."
"Very well then, the red headed look a likes will join you then."
"Slytherin!" The hat shouted before Harry could argue further. There was a collective gasp around the hall before silence took over everyone gazing at Harry in shock as he lifted the hat from his head and felt the surge of magic from Hogwart's herself that changed his tie and the crest on his robes to that of Slytherin house.
Fred and George both gave a look of outrage at the hand and linked arms standing up. "That's not fair!" George stomped his foot.
"The boy wonder gets to be resorted!" Fred exclaimed.
"We want to be resorted too!" They finished together.
The hat startled many when it started laughing a loud hearty laugh. "Very well, get up here you two!" The hat chortled.
Both ran up arms still linked but George sat on the stool first. Fred made an indignant noise and pushed his twin off the stool sitting on it himself.
Realizing their arms were still linked George yanked his arm pulling Fred down onto the floor with him.
This resulted in a wrestling match that went on for a few minutes before the hat got impatient. "Enough! Both of you sit."
"Alright alright," Fred scoffed brushing dust from his robes.
"No need to get all tied in a knot." George added straightening his tie. He and his twin both sat on the stool looking rather ridiculous for neither of them were even halfway on the stool.
The hat expanded to fit over both of their heads.
"I can see you will agree to go nowhere other than with your little Raven." The hat sighed.
"You got the idea." Fred replied.
"Besides, you wanted to put us there first year anyway." George added.
"Very well." The hat agreed.
"Slytherin!"
Both redheads admired their new colors before strolling over to take their places on either side of Harry at the far end of the Slytherin table. The whole table of green clad students had then turned to stare at them.
"Is there a bloody fuckin problem?" George growled at them.
"If not I suggest putting your eyeballs back in your heads." Fred hissed, pointing his fork at them in a menacing fashion.
"Actually there is a problem." Theodore Knott spoke up. "There is a Potter and two blood traitors soiling our house."
Harry slowly turned his head to see who had spoken ill of his friends ,the black of Harry's pupil seemed to be bleeding into the brilliant green of the iris turning his eyes solid black.
Knott attempted to say something further but nothing came out but a choking gasp for air. The boy grabbed at his throat continuing to gasp for air.
A girl sitting next to him jumped up and shouted to the teacher's table. "He's going into shock. It's an allergic reaction!" The teachers ran down surrounding him casting spells to cure whatever could be ailing him.
He had begun to turn blue from lack of oxygen and the teachers still hadn't figured out what was wrong. Finally Fred reached over lightly grabbing Harry's arm and whispering in the brunette's ear. "That's enough Harry; Let him go before you kill him."
With a sigh Harry turned his attention back to his dinner while Knott stopped choking and the blue faded from his lips.
Dumbledore had watched the whole ordeal and rushed from dinner as soon as he could to question the teen on what had happened. Every time he asked however the only thing Knott would say was. "I don't know guess I ate a peanut."
Dumbledore stomped out of the infirmary and up to his office before calling Snape in. Things were not going as planned. Harry no longer trusted Granger or the two younger Weasley's and they had been his primary source of information on his weapon. Now he had been put into Slytherin where he could be more easily swayed to Voldemort's cause.
Snape would have to make sure that didn't happen. He wanted the three boys to have their own room they wouldn't be as exposed to it then if they kept to themselves everything would be fine.
Snape entered the office moments later looking as stern as ever. "I have a very important potion brewing that needs my constant attention. This better be important."
"Watch your tone Severus Snape. You will not forget what I've done for you." Dumbledore's voice was low in anger and Snape immediately stooped to bow before the headmaster. "My apologies sir, what is the nature of your summons."
"Much better, have a seat." Dumbledore waved to the chair before his desk.
Snape sat stiffly eying the old man suspiciously. "What can I do for you this evening?" He reiterated his previously unanswered question.
"You have three new students Severus, I want them closely watched. All of their activity is to be reported to me daily and I want them in their own rooms. I don't want the associating with the Slytherin's anymore than necessary. Understood?" Dumbledore rattled off his orders.
Snape suppressed a growl at the hypocritical bastard before bowing his head. "Yes, Sir."
"Very good, back to your potions then." Dumbledore dismissed him like a child. The Potions Master swept from the room his robes billowing out behind him. As he stormed towards his office a strange sound caught his attention. He was heading straight toward it, the volume increased with each step and soon he was able to make out hushed tones.
He quickened his pace really not in the mood to deal with students out of their beds after curfew. When he rounded the next corner however his anger subsided ever so slightly, his three newest students were sitting in rather comfortable looking recliners passing the time sipping butterbeers and chatting.
"What are you three doing in the hallway outside of my classroom this late at night?" Snape demanded.
"Sorry Professor, We weren't sure where else to go. See our things have been moved to Slytherin and we are no longer welcome in Gryffindor." Harry began.
"But it also seems we cannot access our belongings where they have been placed in Slytherin." One of the red heads continued.
"Because none of our housemates would give us the password and none of them will let us in." The other red head completed.
Snape sighed pinching the bridge of his nose. What had the sorting hat gotten him into?
"I'm giving the three of you your own room, follow me." He swept past them not waiting to see if they followed. He stopped at a blank piece of wall just down the hall from the Slytherin common room. He placed his hand on the wall palm down and requested the room from Lady Hogwarts.
A rush of magic blew down the hall rustling their clothing and hair. It was almost as if Lady Hogwarts was greeting them. The magic rushed into the wall and after only a moment a doorway appeared. With a snap of Snape's fingers a house elf delivered a painting of a large boa constrictor.
The snake hissed at them as it was spelled to the new room. Harry smiled and began conversing in parsel tongue happily. Fred and George were able to pick up a few words here and there but Snape was completely lost. After a few minutes everyone not involved in the conversation was getting tired of waiting and finally George spoke up. "Raven, I'm glad you made a new friend and everything but I'm tired."
"Fine." Harry replied and after a few more hisses the snake of whom, Harry informed them, was named Bishop. Allowing his frame to swing open and they were all able to step into the small common room. It was small and cozy with a cream colored couch and two matching arms chairs. The coffee table and end tables were of a light colored highly polished wood, the carpet was a deep forest green that matched the walls. A fireplace had roared to life when they entered and it was quickly warming the cold dungeon room.
Snape looked around briefly thinking to himself that Lady Hogwarts must like the three Gryffindor turned Slytherin's. He had only asked for a bedroom that connected to the Slytherin common room and she had given the teens their own little house. He allowed himself a smirk. Gryffindor, Slytherin, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Marauder.
