A/N:
*Disclaimer* I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters, places, spells etc. Those all belong to the Goddess J.K Rowling
*Sorry it took so long to upload the last chapter I have been busy and it was a long chapter I had to cut into two parts (this is the second)
**Since the Slytherin prefects of Harry's first year are unknown, I am making them up. I'm adding several characters to the story, to make it more interesting.
1 Scipio (psy-pee-oh) Malfoy: Draco's older brother who is Head Boy and in his 7th year,
2 Abriella (Abby) Parkinson: Pansy's older sister, who is in 6th year
3 Walter Greengrass: Oldest of 3 Greengrass students, brother to Daphne (in Harry's year) and Astoria (2 yrs. younger than Daphne), in 5th year
4 Hamilton Selwyn: last of the Selwyn descendants, 6th year
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Bold- Parseltongue
Italics- Thoughts
"Will the first House Meeting come to order!" Several other Prefects came from a hallway and stood with the original prefect. "We will first introduce ourselves, then go over House and School rules. We will also answer any questions. I'll go first. My name is Hamilton Selwyn, and I'm a 7th-year prefect."
"I'm Abriella, but everyone calls me Abby. I'm the other 6th-year prefect." A blonde boy that looked similar to Draco stood.
"Harry, that's my brother." He muttered under his breath. No wonder they look so similar.
"I'm Scipio Malfoy, a 7th-year prefect, and head boy." Then he gave a pointed look at Draco, "If you ever get in trouble, I won't save you." Draco scowled at his brother, and Pansy snickered.
"I'm Marcus Flint, 6th-year prefect, and Captain of the Quidditch team. I'll be seeing you on the pitch soon enough."
"I'm Walter Greengrass, a 5th-year prefect. My partner, Skylar Dippet, isn't here right now, but you'll see her around soon enough." Scipio rose again.
"Now first things first, House rules. First, if you ever need help come to one of us prefects or go to our head of house (HoH), Professor Snape. Second, if you can, ask the 6th year prefects more, as 5th and 7th years have OWLs and NEWTs this year. Third, if you get in trouble, blame it on the other people, especially those from Gryffindor. We have sort of an alliance with Ravenclaw, so if you ever need help, I'm sure Professor Flitwick will be happy to help. Especially you first years. Fourth, when outside of our dorms and common rooms, there will be no use of the word "mudblood", ESPECIALLY not in front of Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs. Sixth and last, outside of the common rooms and dorms, show as much house unity as possible. Now the school rules, first, no wandering outside the common room after curfew. Second, the Now off to bed you go, wake up nice and early at 6:30 for a castle tour, before breakfast. Girls, follow Abby, boys follow me." Abby led the Pansy and the other girls toward the left corner of the common room, while Harry, Draco, and the other boys followed Scipio to the right corner. They went down a winding staircase, and stopped at the first alcove, off to the right. They could see that the staircase winded further down.
"What's down there?" A boy asked.
"What's your name, kiddo?" Scipio asked, losing all signs of formality.
"It's Nott, Theodore Nott."
"Well Theodore, down there are several more levels, each with a year's boy's dorms. The bottom floor is for us, 7th years. Next year, you'll be the next floor down." When they entered, the torches lit in unison, revealing several 4 poster beds, each decorated in green and silver. At the feet of the bed, were their trunks, that were previously unloaded from the train. "This will be your dorms for the year. Each one of you has a bed, it will have your name engraved on it. If you wish to have privacy, all you have to do is draw your curtains." At the opposite wall of the entrance was a door. Scipio led them through, and inside was the most beautifully decorated bathroom. There were six ornate baths and four showers. In a smaller room were four toilets and sinks. There were glass torches that lit the room, and the walls were painted with an intricate silver and green design. The handles of the sink and bath were gold. The tiling on the floor was silver, that glimmered from the light of the torches. Now that you have had a tour of your dorms, you should get to sleep. I'll set an alarm that wakes you up at 6, leaving you half an hour to get ready. Remember, be out in the common room at 6:30. Scipio waved his wand about, and the time '6:00 A.M' flashed in the air in big, red, bold print. Then it vanished, and Scipio headed to the Head Boy's quarters.
"It's been an interesting day, hasn't it?" Draco asked, in general.
"This place is huge! Our bathrooms in itself is bigger than the entire house I lived in!" Harry chimed in, clearly excited.
"The food is amazing, I wonder if I could get my hands on some of those recipes for Mom." Theodore added.
"Pansy was right, I think we do have the best bathrooms in the whole castle, except maybe the Headmasters." Draco said, wondering what the headmaster's quarters would look like.
"This bed is larger than my room!" Harry exclaimed. Draco's eyes narrowed,
"How big was your room exactly?" He asked in a dangerous tone. Not noticing, Harry replied casually,
"I lived in the shoe cupboard under the stairs." The other boys gasped, astonished. Draco opened his mouth angrily, but a glare from Theodore silenced him.
"Did your relatives know who you are?" A boy Harry recognized as Blaise Zabini asked.
"I'm not sure, but they always told me that my parents were killed in a car crash, until Hagrid came along and gave my cousin a pig's tail. Hagrid told me later that he meant to turn Dudley into a pig, but the spell didn't do much since he was already so much like a pig."
"Car crash?! How in the bloody hell-"
"Watch your language Draco," Blaise chastised,
"Would a car crash kill Lily and James Potter? That's prosperous!" Continued Draco.
"That was Hagrid's reaction when he found out. To be honest, I don't think that Hagrid actually did the spell right, and just blamed it on how my cousin was already so piggy. Also, it's kinda weird how he didn't have a wand, he used a pink umbrella."
"I'm going to write home to see if I can get any information. We should get into bed, we have class tomorrow."
"Yeah." Agreed Theo.
The next morning, the first years visited the greenhouses, astronomy tower, the charms corridor, through the battlements, to visit the entrance of the Ravenclaw tower, passing by the Hospital wing, and ended at the Great Hall, where they had breakfast.
"How d'ya like the castle, Harry?" Harry gave Draco a huge smile, and his eyes lit up.
"I love it! It has so many places to explore! It's so cool, the trick stairs and enchanted ceiling of the great hall. And the paintings move!" Draco laughed, and the other boys tried to keep a straight face, but ended up joining Draco.
"So, we have charms fist, Flitwick's not bad." Nott said, with a serious face. "He's a bit over-cheerful though, but as Head of Ravenclaw we do respect him."
"He's also known as a duelling champion in Europe, when he was younger, I think the only person in a 100 mile radius capable of defeating him is Dumbledore, and maybe You-Know-Who if he's around." Tracy added. They were about to enter the Great Hall when Weasley called out
"Hey, Snakes! Were you training to become a Junior Death Eater?" Weasley and two other boys laughed. However, Hermione, who was in hearing distance, frowned, and replied
"Ronald Weasley, you shouldn't attack people just because of their house. Not all Slytherins are Death Eaters, you shouldn't judge someone by their house. I don't like Slytherins personally, but that's only because they think they're so good, just because they're pure bloods and I'm a mudblood." Nobody noticed Professor McGonagall, and jumped when she spoke.
"Miss Granger, 10 points of Gryffindor for School Unity. 10 points from Gryffindor from you, Ronald, Seamus, and Dean."
"But Professor!" Weasley complained,
"EACH." Professor McGonagall decided. If her lions were going to be such bad examples for Harry, they were going to pay for it. The Slytherins now looked at the Gryffindor HOH and Granger with respect. "I trust there will be no more arguments here." she said, and walked back to the head table, where several teachers were watching on, Dumbledore with amusement, Snape with a mix of horror and astonishment. When has Minerva ever stood up for Slytherins? It must be the Potter boy. I will see what he is up to in Potions today. Snape thought, with slight amusement. The rest of breakfast went on without interruption. Professor Snape handed out schedules.
"Charms first with Ravenclaw, Double Potions with Gryffindor, Transfiguration with Gryffindor, Flying with Gryffindor, Divination with Hufflepuff." Read Millicent, "Seriously, four periods in a row with Gryffindor?" Harry had other things on his mind though. Not only do I have to deal with Weasley four periods in a row, I get to make fun of myself on a broom too?
"Hey, we get to watch the Gryffindorks make fools in front of themselves for two hours every Monday. Maybe Longbottom will wet his pants!" Draco added, which had all of the first years laughing, except Harry, who only wore a small, sad smile. Hogwarts has so many
Over at the Gryffindor table, bookworm and chess master were having a heated argument.
"You only stood up for him because he's the Boy-Who-Lived!"
"Ronald, he only knew who he was when Hagrid gave him his acceptance letter. You shouldn't be poking fun at him, he barely has any family left, and by the way Malfoy and Davis sneered at me because I'm muggle-born, I don't imagine that they have treated him well."
"See, he gets everything! We got our Hogwarts letters by mail, he gets his hand delivered!" Hermione sighed.
"See Weasley, even I don't know what happened to him and why Hagrid had to give him his letter. Why don't you listen, try to befriend him, and maybe you'll think differently."
"But they're snakes, Hermione. Harry didn't care that I was trying to help him, and look, now he's stuck with the Snakes. He's even going to become a Junior Death Eater!" Hermione sighed in exasperation, and left the Great Hall. Dean and Seamus looked amused,
"Maybe she's right. You weren't exactly polite when you started by insulting Malfoy, and that was Potter's only friend. I dunno how bad he reacts to bullies, but you certainly acted like one." Little did they know, a certain hook-nosed teacher had been listening to their entire conversation.
The Slytherins made their way to the charms corridor, led by Walter. They made it to the charms corridor, where the Ravenclaws were already lined up outside the door. The bell rang soon after the Slytherins joined the que. The door magically opened, leading into a bright classroom. Draco, Harry, and Blaise sat together, and at the table over sat Pansy, Daphne, and Millicent.
"Charms are commonly used for enchanting items, such as Portkeys. For those of you who have not grown up in the wizarding world, portkeys are enchanted items than transport anyone touching the item to a preselected place. Today you will be learning the levitation charm." A blonde Ravenclaw raised her hand. "Yes Miss Patil?"
"What is the difference between a charm, hex, jinx, curse, and counter-curse?"
"Ah, good question. Hexes, jinxes, curses, and counter-curses are used often in combat, such as duelling. They are usually offensive spells, and the result will likely try and make it harder for the opponent to win. Charms can be used in duelling, but are mostly used for harmless activities, such as levitation of a desk to move it. The incantation for the levitation is Wingardium Leviosa! Repeat after me! Wingardium Leviosa!"
"Wingardium Leviosa!"
"Now watch. Wand movement is very precise. Swish and flick!" Feathers appeared on the desks. "Remember, swish and flick!"
"Wingardium Leviosa!" Half of the class said, waving their wands. Seamus' feather was burnt, Crabbe's stuck to the ceiling. The other half of the class, including Draco, Harry, Pansy, and Granger thought they could one-up the others. Another chorus of "Wingardium Leviosa" rang in the classroom. Black smoke erupted from Pansy's wand, and Draco's didn't move. Hermione Granger stood alone, as the only successful caster of Wingardium Leviosa in the class. Harry snickered a little bit as he heard Granger say to Weasley,
"It's not Win-gard-IUM Levi-o-SA, it's Wing-GAR-dium Levi-OH-Sah. You've got to say the 'GAR' nice and long. See Wingardium Leviosa!" With a 'swish and flick' motion of her wand, the feather rose and hovered in the air. Draco looked put out at the fact that a muggle-born with "less experience" (as Draco put it) had beat him to successfully casting a spell. As they were leaving the charms corridor, Draco, Harry and Pansy heard Ron telling Seamus,
"Can you believe her? It's not Win-gard-IUM Levi-o-SA, it's Wing-GAR-dium Levi-OH-Sah. You've got to say the 'GAR' nice and long." Hermione jostled her way past the trio, and Harry saw tears streaming down her face. Rage built up inside of Harry. Just another bully, but I can't just stand here and watch him bully her. She may be a muggle-born know-it-all, but I don't care. Harry turned to Ron,
"Ronald Weasley. How dare you? You're just another bully. Yes, Hermione might be a muggle born and know-it-all, but she's also the only one who was able to levitate her feather! And then you still make fun of her." They were down in the dungeons now, and came to a stop in front of the potions classroom.
"But she is such a know-it-all!" Complained Ron, "I can't stand it! All she does is nitpick us for doing it wrong!"
"Well you are the one doing it wrong!" an exasperated Harry said. "She might be bossy, but she was trying to help you!"
No one knew a certain black-haired, hooked nosed teacher was listening to their argument, from the other side of the big, wooden, dungeon classroom door.