Unspoken Rules. So many of them floating around, electrifying the air, choking people. No one mentioned anything from the night before too afraid, too say anything. Everyone paused as they looked at the eleven year old who was chatting with his best friend Aries crossing the Slytherin common room followed by Homam Black and Draco Malfoy.

"Harrison," Harry looked up to see Marcus Flint. Marcus was tall, and relatively muscular. He had large teeth, shifty grey eyes, and coarse black hair, looking like he might have troll blood in him. From what Harry learned that this year he was made the Quidditch captain, after the former captain Liz Tuttle graduated.

Marcus was also a distant relative of the Blacks, Malfoys, Tonks and Lestranges as one of Marcus' ancestor Ursula Black (neé Flint) married to Phineas Nigellus Black, the former Headmaster of Hogwarts and common great-great-grandmother of both the Black sisters and Sirius and Regulus, infact it was a known fact that Ursula was the ancestress of many pure-blood witches and wizards in Great Britain.

"Yes?", he raised his brow. "Heard you're father was a good seeker even became captain at his house. Wanna try?" Flint asked. "Well?"

"I have to apologise, Flint but why a first year is being asked…. I mean isn't it first years are not allowed to play?" Harry asked.

"Well, Terrence here is graduating next year and we were thinking that if you have your father's talent in the sports, we can continue winning the Quidditch cup like the past 7 years." Marcus continued

"I love to keep my feet firm in the ground. Though I believe either the Black cousins will be better. They... love the sport. Now, if you excuse me, Marcus. I have some work..."

"Harrison, I don't understand how could you just not like Quidditch?" Aries asked shaking his head.

"Because I don't like it... Though I believe I should invest my time in a more interesting game.", a creepy smile appeared on Harry's face as the Black cousins looked at a familiar red haired boy and found themselves having a similar creepy smile.

Slytherin Common Room

Boys' Dorm

"WHAT?", Draco smiled sheepishly as he saw Harry glaring towards him.

Theo and Blaise looked at Draco and the others who were discussing something seriously as he nearly shouted. They had been like this, too quiet and planning something serious, since they came after their usual evening stroll. They ignored it and continued their work.

"Those buffoons will kill us someday with their idiotic brains." Aries nearly whined.

"What can you expect from a Gryffindor?" Homam snorted.

"It's not about Gryffindor or Hufflepuff... I can bet on my father's money that even Crabbe and Goyle won't do something stupid and dangerous like that." Draco shuddered.

"I think I have an idea." Harry smiled and the others just could look at each other.

"Draco, Homam, can you owl your parents stating I want to meet them urgently and do inform Carina also. I believe that it's time to teach, that Weasley a lesson." The smirk on Harry's face was malicious and they knew that Ronald Weasley was so dead.

Few Hours Later

"A what?" Lucius Malfoy was a perfect Slytherin and always had a proper mask up but after hearing the most... unbelievable... thing? He looked at the raven haired boy and for the first time he was having struggle to keep his mask straight.

"When you think that Gryffindors can't be more reckless and stupid, they prove you wrong?" Rodolophus sighed.

"But I have... doubts that your idea will work, heir Potter." Regulus answered thoughtfully.

"Why?" Harry frowned along with Aries, Homam and Draco.

"Because Weasley's are Dumbledore's biggest supporter and Dumbledore won't let anything happen to them. Not his fault, I might add." Lucius understood from where the Lord Black was coming from.

"That's why, I need your help." Harry shrugged.

"And how can we help?" Lucius asked, his eyes fixed on the boy.

"Well, your job will be to make sure that Minister and ... What was Susan Bones' aunt's name again?" Harry looked at Draco.

"Amelia Bones" replied the blonde.

"Yes, Amelia Bones, you just have to bring the two here."

"This might work, as no matter how much a blood-traitor the woman is, she's the only one who won't come in Dumbledore's talk and his twinkling eyes." Rodolophus shuddered at the memory. "Why did you reminded me about it, again?" Regulus chuckled at his cousin's husband.

"But if we bring Bones here, she may know that we had the knowledge and were waiting for the right opportunity." Lucius pointed out.

"But what if Miss Bones herself invites to a visit to Hogwarts." Aries piped in.

"How?"

"Oh, it's too simple, Harrison. Whenever I and my cousins prank someone, we make sure that our victim comes themselves to the trap. Like, you can tell Minister about the happenings when Miss. Bones is there." Aries suggested.

"It's hard to believe you're turning on a Gryffindor, Aries." Draco joked.

"People like Ronald Weasley are threat to the whole school. A fire breathing dragon can kill anyone in Hogwarts when not even a single person is aware that a dragon is inside the premises." Aries glared at his second cousin.

All the people present there nodded, grimly.

'I wonder what will be their reaction when they'll understand that I wanted a reliable ally in the Weasley household and that's why I'm wasting my time here.'

"Harrison, what are you thinking?" Draco nudged him and Harry just shook his head.

"I was thinking that one of us should inform Professor McGonagall also, she trusts her lions so much. It would be lovely to see her trust breaking into pieces." Homam sneered.

"Who cares?"

"Lord Malfoy, I'll make sure Draco writes to you the date of the trade of the dragon. Make sure that you bring the Minister at the same date to meet headmaster and Miss. Bones to be called as soon as Weasley is caught red-handed. In that way, none of the people will doubt any of us." Harrison looked at the people in the room and observed that everyone was engrossed in their own thoughts.

The Malfoys and Lestranges were given a big jackpot as to how to destroy the Weasley family, especially Arthur Weasley. Regulus just wanted to avenge his long dead aunt Cedrella Weasley neé Black for smudging the Black name and the four Slytherins wanted nothing else but to show Weasley boys, their place.

Harrison Potter, on the other hand, was thinking of creating his base in other houses. He knew sooner or later, the Slytherin house will be his. His to protect, his to rule and his to destroy but he needed the other houses as well.

'Poor dear Ron, going through all the trouble to help Hagrid with lil' Norbert because he's the only one out of the three kids who knows a lick about dragons, and then getting all bit up for his trouble.' Harrison smirked at the damage Ronald Weasley is going to cause to his family, his house and to... himself.

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As Harrison Potter had thought, the damage was done. Lucius had received Draco's letter through Dobby and Lucius had convinced Fudge to meet with Dumbledore regarding the safety of the boy-who-lived. As planned, Fudge, Lucius and Albus Dumbledore were discussing since an hour when Amelia Bones emerged from the floo network.

"Minister, Lord Malfoy, Headmaster." Amelia Bones acknowledged the three men.

"Amelia, what was so urgent that you have to come through the floo network?" Albus Dumbledore asked.

"My niece owled me... Looks like Hogwarts is harbouring a dragon, Headmaster." Amelia's words shocked the three men.

"Dra...Dragons?" Fudge paled at the mere mention of the dragons.

"Miss. Bones might have some misunderstanding. I don't believe any student of mine will harbour a dragon.", all twinkling gone from the aged headmaster's eyes.

"We shall see that." Amelia replied as the three men followed the Auror.