Chapter 11

                                    

                                          
3rd September 1991
Slytherin common room
"Draco?"
"Harry? Weren't you betting with Theo?"
"That happened." 
Harry pointed behind where there was a massive fight between the first years. Blaise had said something that offended pansy, pansy threw something that accidentally hit Millicent, daphne joined for fun, Blaise had hid behind Theo  and crabbe and goyle were dragged in as meat shields. The slytherin seniors just coolly ignored the chaos behind them.
"Uh, aren't you going to stop them?"
"That should be your job as the slytherins prince huh blonde helmet."
"I've said before that it is proper for a pure blood to have good hair."
"You don't see me walking around like a helmet. And don't think I didn't see you holding something draco."
Harry stared at the locket that was in dracos front pocket. 
"Do you have x ray eyes by any chance?"
"It has an aura."
"...come with me."
Harry shrugged as he followed draco to their dorm room. His eyes widened at the locket.
"Holy mother of magic is this Salazar slytherins locket?!"
"Finally something surprises the great Hadrian potter."
"Shut your trap drapoop malshit."
"WHAT NAME IS THAT POTTAH?!?!"
"I'm guessing you're sending it to your father."
Draco calmed down.
"Indeed...well I suppose you can examine it first as you have a good connection with the malfoy family mr potter."
"You sound like a high strung bureaucrat."
Harry remarked, taking the locket. His sense of smell had increased ever since his birthday, and for some reason he could smell a familiar smell on the jewellery.
"Snake? Well I suppose it makes sense. But which type of snake? I smell venom...a basilisk?"
"Um Harry?"
"Ah sorry draco here you go."
"I'll send it to my father this weekend, I'll send the book over as well. Don't worry my father will probably like you."
"Since when did I care about my popularity."
"BULLSHIT! YOU DO CARE!"
Blaise popped his head in.
"You guys ok? I heard draco cursing. Are you all trying to kill each other."
"Not at all Blaise we're perfectly fine~"
"BULLCRAP!"
"Ok then I'll take my leave..."
Blaise quickly left while draco tried to strangle Harry.(don't worry our little guy is fine.)
4th September 1991
Potions classroom, Hogwarts dungeons
"God I really want to AVADA KEDAVRA that professor quirrell."
"You're not the only one pansy."
"Have crabbe and goyle step on him."
"Goyle and I will be honoured to roll on him."
"I said- never mind"
"Well here comes the gryffindor gang."
The slytherins spotted the red throng of gryffindors running into the classroom. Though they heard their bombarding footsteps before they came in. Jonas waved at Harry, Harry putting on his "I'm totally innocent" smile, sending those clad in green into fits of laughter. 
"Their colour choices are horrendous."
"I can say the same for you zabini."
Seamus finnigan retorted at hearing Blaise's failed version of a whisper. At that moment professor snape burst in, shocking almost everyone in the room except for draco and Harry as one had the man as a mentor and the other as a godfather, were used to his sudden dramatic entrances. His cape billowed like a bat, which the gryffindors had nicknamed him as "batty snivellus" courtesy of a certain marauder.
"There will be no foolish wand waving or silly incantations in this class as such I don't expect many of you to appreciate the subtle science and exact art of this potion making however for those select few who possess the predisposition,"
He looked at draco and Harry who were sitting side by side.
"I can teach you how to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses I can tell you how to bottle fame, brew glory and even put a stopper in death."
Harry gestured at Jonas.
"Looks like a certain boy who lived will learn this class for fame and glory."
He whispered and draco chuckled while Blaise gave them a look that said "you better tell me what you're saying later."
"Then again maybe some of you have come to Hogwarts in possession of abilities so formidable that you feel confident enough to not pay attention." Snape looked at Jonas who was drawing a lion and Harry groaned at his stupidity.
"Mr potter, our new celebrity."
"Oh Harry he's doomed I wanna record this."
"Anyone need a pensieve they're on sale."
Harry quickly shushed them.
"Tell me what would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?"
"I don't know."
Harry, who was leaning his chin on his hand nearly smacked his head on the table. 
"Jonas?! What the crap?"
Draco laughed silently at his distress.
"You don't know well let's try again where mr potter would you look if I asked you to find me a bezoar?"
"The cupboard of course."
Harry nearly fell of his chair this time. The slytherins were all laughing. 
"Very cheeky mr potter. 5 points from gryffindor for your audacity. What is the difference between monks wood and wolfbane."
"The name of course."
Harry was ready to dig a hole in the ground and join shinsei on her fruitless attempts to grow.
The mudblood, hermione was raising her hand so high she was about to fall off her chair. 
"Clearly fame isn't everything is it mr potter."
"Why not you ask hermione it's obvious she knows."
"Another 5 points from gryffindor."
All the gryffindors were about to protest while the slytherins just smugly looked down on them. 
"Well then how about the younger twin, mr potter do you know any of the answers to the three questions I asked."
"Go for it Harry."
Draco whispered.
"Um asphodel and wormwood make a strong sleeping potion called draught of living death, a bezoar is a stone from the stomach of a goat and monks wood and wolfs bane...are both from the same plant aconite?" 
"At least one potter is decent enough to read ahead of class. And why aren't all of you copying this down?"
The gryffindors scrambled to pick up their quills while the slytherins who had already copied it just sat back and relaxed.