First week of lessons went smoothly. Potions was the best, of course. It was strange seeing Papa swoop around the classroom, deducting points from Gryffindors and smirking at Harry when he did so. But he also loved transfiguration, and charms, although he wished it was a bit harder. He'd learnt a lot of the spells when he was younger and trying to control his excess magic, and so could do them without a wand. He felt like he had a bit of a head start, especially as the other students struggled. He found it was loads easier trying to control the spells with a wand, but the essays the teachers assigned them were pretty tough. Dad assured him that spells were going to get harder, and Papa made him promise to keep practising his wandless magic, although discreetly. They had both told him they were proud he was a Slytherin, and Harry told them about his conversation with the hat, which made them laugh.
Ron had been behaving really weirdly, but Dad said that he might be a bit jealous. Harry wished he wasn't. He thought Ron was a better friend than that. He had Draco though, and Neville and Hermione, so he left him alone and hoped he'd get over it.
He shared a dorm with Draco, Vincent, Greg, Blaise, and Theo. Theo and Blaise were alright, but he didn't have much to say to Greg and Vincent. They both seemed very food obsessed, and didn't really study. They also followed Draco around, which really weirded Draco out. He owled his father about it, of course.
"Harry!" Draco marched into the common room and thrust a letter under Harry's nose. Harry set aside his books and scanned it. Apparently the Crabbes and Goyles owed the Malfoys a debt, and so the pair were practically his bodyguards.
"Wow." He said. Draco threw his hands up in the air.
"Wow! He says. More like what the hell! I don't need those two following me around everywhere!" Harry cast a wandless muffliato as they were beginning to draw stares.
"Take a deep breath." Draco did, and slumped into the seat next to him.
"It's like he's paying them to be my friends." Draco said miserably.
"Good job you've got me then." Harry remarked, and raised an eyebrow. Draco smiled weakly.
"Think about it this way; we've got two willing people to do our dirty work." Draco snorted. Aha. He never stayed in a strop for long.
"I have a reputation to foster. My Father and my Dad were two of the greatest pranksters in the history of Hogwarts. I need to uphold that legacy, and right now the Weasley twins are out doing me by miles." Harry announced.
"Here's what we should do: pull a prank, then get Vince and Greg to spread the word that it was the twins. They'll deny it, but they'll probably still get into trouble with the teachers instead of us. We can be the mini-marauders." Draco stared at him, open mouthed.
"Harry. That's fantastic." Harry smirked.
"I am Harry Potter." He said with a wink. Draco pushed him off the sofa.
"Potter the rotter more like."