So sorry for the long wait! A lots been going on and I so I decided to update now… on new years day! HAPPY NEW YEAR! :D Well thanks to hPdC and FranceTotalus for reviewing!

Anyway here is chapter three!

DISCLAIMER: Harry Potter doesn't belong to me, if it did, Harry and Draco would have ended up together. It all belongs to the stunning Joanne Kathleen Rowling!

WARNING: This is a slash story and does contain adult content.


Chapter 3

Sasha stormed into the Slytherin head boy and girl rooms angrily. "Found your way then?" a voice asked. She turned towards the voice and saw Malfoy sat on a large armchair with a book in his hands.

"Obviously. No thanks to you! A lovely girl called Leah Weathers led me here. You are a crap guide." she spat and stormed towards one of the dorms on the left side.

"That one's mine!" Malfoy called without turning around. Sasha inwardly sighed as she saw Malfoy's belongings scattered around the room.

"I know it is! I was just making sure it isn't bigger than mine!" she called out. Malfoy let out a chuckle.

"Of course you were." he muttered. Sasha gave him a puzzled look.

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Sasha walked to her trunk and pulled out a gown. She removed her clothes and stepped into it. "Finite incantatum." she muttered and sighed when Harry Potter appeared in the reflection. Harry walked over to her door and looked it. He rubbed at her chest. "It's good to be back." he walked over to his bed and fell into a deep slumber.

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"Sasha! Wake up!" Harry jumped up to banging on his door.

"Shit. Wait!" he yelled back in his manly voice. 'FUCK!' he thought as he quickly muttered the glamour spell.

"Sasha! Open up right this moment!" Sasha grabbed her gown and ran to the door pulling it open. Blaise was stood there looking angry.

"WHAT!?"

"Who's in there with you!? Huh?"

"No one! Go away Blaise!" she huffed and tried to shut the door but he stopped her.

"I heard a guys voice!" he argued.

"That was my voice! I think I'm getting a cold!" she said coughing and speaking a few tones deeper.

"You've spent less than one day here and you're already sleeping with someone!" he snapped irritably. Sasha was taken aback.

"Blaise! I haven't been sleeping around! But anyway I thought that was a Slytherin thing... To sleep around."

"Ha! So that's why you were sorted in to Slytherin." he said bitterly. "You actually seemed sweet before... Look, forget it... It's none of my business! You sleep with whoever you want whenever!" his one was harsh and Sasha felt eyes well up.

"No Blaise I'm not... Can we just forget about it? It was my voice... I had just woken up!" she pleaded.

"Who was it? Just tell me who it was?" he snapped.

"No one Blaise! It was no one... Just calm down... It's not a biggie."

"If you told me who it was then it would be fine..."

"Why do you want to know?"

"Because you're new here and I don't want you to get used or sneak around with someone with a bad reputation! There are death eaters in this school..." he sighed.

"Blaise." she said and hugged him. He pulled her off himself and walked off. Sasha felt her tears streaming down her face. 'Damn being a female. Damn for being so stupid.'

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Sasha made her way to the Slytherin table and took a seat next to Malfoy after looking at Blaise.

"Hey."

"Hello." he said. "What's wrong with you?"

"Bad morning." she replied. She looked over at Blaise and sighed.

"OI Blaise." began Malfoy. "Show Sasha around, I really have other stuff to do."

"I don't associate myself with slags!" he spat. Sasha let out a sigh. Malfoy looked confused along with the other Slytherins around.

"BLAISE!" yelled Pansy.

"I'm sorry Blaise! It really wasn't what you thought though!" Sasha cried then she got up and ran of the great hall. Leaving it completely silent and then whispers began.

Sasha ran to back to her head girl rooms jumped onto the bed and frowned. She was not supposed to be called a slag. She was supposed to remain in the background so no one could say anything to her. She was getting too much attention and she needed to keep Blaise quiet. Why did she have to be the one to kill Voldemort? Why did everyone rely on her? Why did her parents have to die?

"Sasha?" she looked up to see Malfoy stood there. He stepped in and took a seat on the bed. "Are you ok?" he asked. She wiped her tears and nodded. "Do you want to tell me what happened?"

"No... He just thinks I slept with a guy but I didn't... Just a big misunderstanding..." she murmured. "Do you ever wish things could be different? If you didn't have to do what everyone expected you to do... I just want to go away..." she sniffed.

"Come here." he sighed opening his arms offering a hug. Sasha leaned forward and wrapped her arms around the boys' middle. "Shhh..." he murmured as Sasha cried. "Everyone wishes those things... Especially at times like this... I wish I had the courage to stand up to... Forget it... It will be okay."

"Thank you Draco." she murmured.

"It's alright, we might as well become friends if I have to put up with you and besides I feel like I've known you for a long time already... Somehow..." he smiled. She bit his arm.

"Ouch! Sasha! That's it! You're ticklish."

"You wouldn't!" Draco began tickling Sasha who fell into fits of laughter.

"Ahhh! Draco stop!" she laughed trying to catch her breath. Draco stopped and sighed.

"You feeling better now?" he asked.

"Much better." she beamed. He took out a hand for her to take pulling her off the bed. And they both left the dorms smiling.

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Sasha sighed as Draco pushed her towards Blasie in transfiguration. She glared at the blond as they sat down. "Evil!" she hissed.

"Sort it out!" he mouthed back. Sasha sighed, the only way to sort it out was to tell Blaise everything and that was out of the question... Or was it? 'Blaise could help me... He said I could trust him and he said he hated Voldemort.'

"Miss. Portte!" Sasha's head snapped up. "Please pay attention." McGonagall said making Sasha sigh. When the lesson ended, Sasha slipped Blaise a note saying.

-B-

Meet me on the seventh floor at seven-thirty today.

-S-

He looked at it and glared at Sasha.

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It felt so good to not be Harry Potter whilst in Potions. Snape didn't pick on Sasha once. Although he kept on looking at the girls eyes which had started to freak Sasha out. "Why does Sev keep staring at you?" Draco leaned over and asked. Sasha nearly choked at the name.

"I don't know and Sev?" she asked.

"He's my Godfather." he replied. 'No wonder Malfoy was always his favorite'.

"No way!" she exclaimed.

"Yes way and shush." Sasha quietly chuckled.

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"Hey. I wasn't sure you'd turn up." said Sasha when she reached the seventh floor. Blaise was stood there scowling at her.

"I only came because I was curious as to what you had to say." he sneered.

"Follow me." she said and she led him to a wall then started to walk across the door three times. 'A room where no one can hear us. A room where spies can't hear or get into. A room which is comfortable."

They walked in, there was a blazing fire, a kitchen and a large sofa. "Sit." Sasha said.

"How did you find this place, you only just got here!" Blaise exclaimed.

"Not exactly..." Sasha took a deep breath. It had only been two days and she was about to reveal her secret that could change everything.

"What do you mean?" 'Ok here goes.'

"What I'm about to tell you is top secret and if you tell a soul... I will actually MURDER you." she said pacing back and forth.

"Errm okay. But if this is about the guy you were with... To be quite honest... I don't want much detail!" he sneered.

"No Blaise this is something that would kill people. When I tell you this. The fate of the Wizarding world will be in your control..." she explained.

"I don't want to know then." he said quickly but his eyes were pleading to know what secret was hidden.

"Ok... That's fine... Good actually... You can go." sighed Sasha.

"No no no I want to know!" he cried. Sasha sighed.

"I'm Harry Potter." she said to the point.

"Tell me Sasha! Now I have to know."

"I am Harry Potter!"

"I don't get it..." he said. Sasha face palmed.

"Finite incantatum... I AM Harry Potter." Blaise fainted.

"Urghhhhh!" Harry groaned.

Blaise sighed as he heard someone calling his name. The last thing he remembered was Sasha telling him she was Harry Potter. He inwardly laughed at the stupidity of his subconscious. He slowly opened his eyes and almost passed out for the second time when he saw Harry Bloody Potter hovering over him splashing water on his face.

"Cut that out!" he snapped and Harry stopped.

"Oh my god! This can't be happening! Harry Potter is not stood here next to me. I'm going to close my eyes and then open them and he'll be gone." Blaise closed his eyes.

"How's that working out for you." said Harry rolling his eyes. Blaise's eyes snapped open and saw Harry smirking at him.

"ARHHHHHHHHHHH." he screamed running around the settee many times before Harry stunned him.

"I'm sorry I have to work this was Blaise but I can't cooperate with you if your panicking. Right, I want you to blink if you're going to sit on the sofa quietly whilst I explain how I'm here. Blink twice if you want me to obliviate you." Blaise blinked once.

"Finite." Harry muttered and Blaise relaxed. He sat on the sofa waiting eyes wide in horror and waited for Harry to begin his story.

"As you know, Voldemort 'killed' me using fire?" Blaise nodded. "Well, one detail that was missed was that I'm an animagi, my form is a Phoenix. So I got burned but because a Phoenix can only die from physical wounds, so I didn't die. Anyway... It took a bit of time for my rebirth because it was not my burning day... So when I finally started flying I couldn't change back for a few hours so I flew to one of the Potter estates. The next morning I find out that I had died. Kinda surprising actually. Questions?"

"Wow, yes loads... Why didn't you tell the public you were alive?"

"Well the main reason was that if everyone, including Voldemort, believe I am dead, I could sneak up on him and kill him... The less people who knew the safe it is. But also imagine the reactions, I'd probably get murdered on the spot for impersonation of a dead man... You saw your reaction!" he explained.

"Ok... Why are you a girl?"

"Well, I hadn't intended to be... But Karkaroff only had a female identity left so I had to go along with it."

"Why are you in Hogwarts? Wouldn't you want to be training?"

"Because I simply wanted to come back to Hogwarts and I believe Voldemort is going to attack Hogwarts this year... I will be prepared to face him. Next?"

"Why are you in Slytherin?"

"I apparently have many Slytherin qualities... The sorting hat wanted to put me in Slytherin in first year but I practically begged it not to because of Draco..."

"About Draco... Why are you so keen on being friends with him?" he asked slyly.

"I'm not!" he defended, Blaise raised an eyebrow. "Fine... He puzzles me... I'm trying to figure him out..."

"Good luck on that, I've been mates with him since birth and I don't understand him... I've seen the real Draco... I can read his feelings it's just his mixed emotions puzzles me."

"Everything about him puzzles me."

"Hmm you'll have to spend seventeen years with him then..." chuckled Blaise.

"I think he'll roast me alive when he finds out Sasha is actually 'Potter'" Harry laughed.

"Wow he will. So who else knows?"

"No one... Apart from Sasha..." Harry grinned.

"Wow... Why did you tell me?" Blaise asked thoughtfully.

"I had to... You are my friend... The first Slytherin friend and even though it's been a day, you're fun to be around... When you heard a guy's voice it was me. I didn't want to lose your friendship. Also, I thought if I told you, you could help me!" he grinned causing Blaise to grin.

"Fair enough... Anyway, it's good to see you alive Potter... Puts the faith back into me. There is a reason you still still alive, you will kill him Po... Harry... I know it." Blaise said smiling.

"I hope so Blaise... I really hope so." he sighed.


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