Dumbledore followed Professor McGonagall into the hospital wing where he found Ronald Weasley laying in a bed with a bandage wrapped around his head and his shirt was pushed up so his stomach was exposed while Madam Pomfrey - the school nurse - had just finished putting some bandages around his midsection before picking up a potion.
"Drink this." She ordered before feeding Ron the potion, it was then that Dumbledore also noticed a big red mark on Ron's right cheek. Dumbledore looked around and saw Harry was standing and leaning against the bed opposite Ron's bed, he had his arms crossed while Jet rested on his shoulders, both looked bored and irritated.
"Perhaps someone should start explaining what happened." Dumbledore suggested, alerting everyone to the fact that he was in the room.
"He attacked me!" Ron shouted instantly as he pointed at Harry before wincing at the pain he felt.
"Calm down, you foolish boy." Madam Pomfrey ordered as she pulled his shirt down so it was covering his stomach. "I hardly need you to cause yourself another injury."
"It'd be kind of funny if he did though." Harry mused, earning a glare from Ron and a disapproving look from Madam Pomfrey. At that moment Professor Snape walked into the hospital wing, he took one look at Weasley and raised an eyebrow before glancing at Harry then giving Dumbledore and McGonagall a look that clearly said 'explain'.
"Mr Weasley, perhaps you can go from the start." Dumbledore said after catching Snape up on all that happened, giving Ron his full attention.
"I was walking down the hallway when he attacked me, for no reason." Ron said as he gestured to Harry with his head. Harry snorted in amusement before he could stop himself.
"Mr Potter?" Professor McGonagall turned to him. "Do you disagree?" She asked, her lips thinner than usual.
"I do disagree." Harry nodded. "And I am more than willing to tell my side of the story, and unlike Weasley over there I can expand my story beyond a single sentence."
"Well we are very interested in hearing what you have to say, Mr Potter." Snape drawled, as he stared at Harry.
"Well Professor, I had just come out of Professor Dumbledore's office and was walking back to the common room." Harry began explaining. "We had a very serious conversation and I was rather emotional and intended to go to my common room and spend some time to sort through my thoughts."
"A serious conversation?" Professor McGonagall repeated.
"A personal one." Harry replied, McGonagall looked at Dumbledore who nodded in response. The two appeared to be engaged in a silent conversation but eventually she nodded to him before turning to Harry and gesturing him to continue. "So like I said I was emotional and was walking back to the common room when out of nowhere Weasley tried to curse me, thankfully he wasn't able to hit me but he did fire the first spell. I then hit him with a stinging hex on the face followed by a disarming spell, unfortunately I overpowered the spell and he ended up flying into a wall. After that I quickly went to fetch Madam Pomfrey and informed her about what happened, she followed me to him and then she levitated him back. She then called you, Professor, then you called Professor Dumbledore and here we all are." Harry finished with a shrug.
"I can confirm the last part," Madam Pomfrey commented. "Mr Potter did indeed contact me and tell me the same story."
"I don't suppose Jet counts as a acceptable witness?" Harry asked Professor McGonagall.
"No," She said, resisting the urge to roll her eyes. "no, he does not."
"Why the fuck not?!" Jet hissed in an offended voice.
"Well, as of the moment it is clear that one of you is not telling the truth." Dumbledore said as he glanced between both boys.
"Headmaster, clearly the Weasley boy is lying." Snape said as if it was stupid to even consider that he wasn't.
"We don't know that for sure." Professor McGonagall frowned.
"Please," Snape scoffed. "the boy has caused nothing but trouble since coming here and from what I've observed is always the one to approach Mr Potter, not the other way around."
"He tried to attack me yesterday as well." Harry said, causing everyone to look at him.
"Explain." Snape ordered.
"He tried to confront me yesterday when I was going to the great hall," Harry began explaining. "he tried to insult me and then he got angry and was about to pull his wand out but I was able to get my wand out first, I advised him not to finish pulling his wand out and he then began accusing me of using dark magic, I tried pointing out that I am only a first year but he was insistent that if I didn't know dark magic now then I'd definitely know it later. I told him that since it was Christmas I was willing to let it go and then I told him to leave, I had hoped that he would have learnt from it but sadly not."
"That's not true!" Ron protested.
"Which part?" Snape said as he looked at him, Ron struggled to think up a good answer and by the time he was able to he realized that he had waited too long. "That's what I thought." Snape said when Ron didn't answer. "Potter," Snape said as he looked at Harry, part of him hated the fact that he had to help the son of James Potter but he would be damned if he willingly let one of his Slytherin's get bested by a Weasley of all people. "you can leave, now." Harry nodded before looking at Professor Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall with a raised eyebrow, both nodded to say that Harry could indeed leave. Harry nodded his thanks and walked out, making sure to throw a discreet grin at Weasley just before getting out of the door.
Harry was sat in the Slytherin common room with Jet resting on his lap, Harry was admittedly a little excited as today was the day that the other Slytherin's would be coming back, meaning that Harry's friends would come back. It was still a very odd feeling knowing that he had friends other than Jet.
Soon the common room door opened and a large amount of Slytherin's walked in, Harry calmly stood up and placed Jet down on the chair that he had just gotten off of. The first year Slytherin's moved towards Harry when they saw him, the boys all calmly greeted him with hand shakes, the girls were a bit of a different case. Millicent Bulstrode didn't really bother as the two weren't friends and didn't even speak to her, not that they had anything against each other, Millicent just preferred to stay on her own.
Pansy Parkinson on the other hand gave Harry a small nod. Harry's relationship with Parkinson was an odd one, Harry knew that she disliked him for being a half-blood and for the fact that he was unofficially in charge of the first years when she thought that Draco should be in charge. But on the other hand she knew that Harry was a powerful wizard and a parslemouth, Parkinson was also besotted with Draco, in her eyes Draco should be the top Slytherin but Draco appeared to be fine just following Harry's lead.
Parkinson didn't know but Draco had discussed it with his father who had advised him to not get on Harry's bad side, and Draco was intelligent enough to see that Harry - half-blood or not - was the best wizard in their year since he usually got most of the spells first and was quite creative with his use of spells. So Draco, much like his father had been with the Minister of magic and Voldemort, was content to be behind the biggest power available. All in all Harry didn't really care if Parkinson hated him or not, if she wasn't going to be his friend then he didn't mind as long as she didn't turn into his enemy.
This left the two other Slytherin girl in Harry's year, Daphne and Tracy, Daphne had reached Harry first and quickly pulled Harry into a hug, one which Harry returned after a brief pause. Once they were done Tracy then pulled Harry into a hug while Daphne moved over to pick up Jet.
"How have you been, Harry?" Tracy asked once she let go.
"Good as can be." Harry answered just as Daphne put Jet over her shoulders.
"Hi Jet." Daphne smiled at him.
"Hello pet," Jet softly hissed as he rubbed his head against her cheek. "what have you been doing, second favorite human?" Jet asked.
"He's said 'what have you been doing?'." Harry translated, choosing to leave out the bits before and after.
"Oh, just a normal, boring holiday for me Jet." Daphne answered while stroking Jet's head. "What about you, Harry? Anything interesting happened?"
"Not much," Harry said, a thoughtful look on his face. "I mean there was that one time when Weasley tried to attack me." Harry said, causing the first years to blink at him. "Oh and there was the second time he tried to attack me and I put him in the hospital wing." Harry added as if he just remembered.
"Weasley tried to attack you?" Draco rolled his eyes. "Of course he did."
"Probably thought he could get you while the rest of us weren't here." Theo commented.
"He seemed to have forgotten that Harry over here could kick his ass while blindfolded." Blaise commented.
"One arm behind his back as well." Angela said as she arrived, she draped an arm over Harry's shoulder and smiled at him. "What had happened?" She asked Harry, who fought back a blush at the sudden close contact.
"The first time was at Christmas," Harry began explaining. "I had finished going through all my presents - they were brilliant by the way - and I was relaxing in here for a bit before I went to the great hall. Weasley stopped me on the way, he tried to engage me in a battle of wits but hadn't really realized he lacked a sufficient amount of wit." Harry paused briefly to allow everyone a few moments of laughter before he continued. "Anyway he was about to pull out his wand but Angela over here had given me a wand holster for Christmas."
"Did you like it?" Angela asked.
"Loved it." Harry grinned. "I did practice with it like you advised, I was able to get my wand in my hand before Weasley was able to even pull his out. I had told Weasley that I would be nice to him this one time because it was Christmas and I let him go. The next time was the day after, he tried to throw a spell at me when I wasn't looking but I was able to avoid it and then I hit him in the face with a stinging hex then I hit with a disarming spell that sent him crashing into a wall." Harry grinned, choosing not to mention how his wand had reacted, he couldn't explain it but just felt like it was better to keep it to himself unless he had to.
"Nicely done, my green eyed student." Angela grinned. "What happened to him?"
"Well when he didn't get up I got Madam Pomfrey to check him out," Harry admitted. "last I saw him he was in the hospital wing with bandages on his head and body while Madam Pomfrey was shoving potions down his throat." Harry said, earning amused looks from everyone.
"Brilliant!" Draco laughed. "Pure brilliance!"
"Can't believe that Weasley thought he could get away with it." Tracy scowled.
"You put Weasley's name in a sentence with the word 'thought', it should take you less than ten seconds to realize what's wrong with what you just said." Harry replied.
The Slytherin's spent some more time talking before Daphne handed Jet back to Harry and went to her room with the other girls, the boys followed suit, except for Crabbe and Goyle, both had started following the others but were stopped by Harry who grabbed them by their arms and pulled them to a sofa. He sat them both down before sitting down in-between them with Jet on his shoulders.
"Ah, this is nice, isn't it?" Harry asked as he looked between both boys, both looking confused. "Now, I want to talk with the two of you, but before we do that are either of you hungry?" Harry asked, their confused frowns quickly turned into hopeful smiles as they both nodded. "Okay, well I'm sorry but all I've got is two packets of 'Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans'." Harry said as he pulled out two packets, and handed one to Crabbe before handing the other to Goyle.
The beans were exactly as advertised, which is why Harry was rather reluctant to eat them, the first few times he had gotten lovely flavors like chocolate, ice cream and cake, after that he had gotten one that tasted like what Harry assumed wallpaper tasted like, and that was right before Blaise informed Harry about him eating one that was bogey flavored. The two boys didn't share Harry's apprehension and gladly took the offered packets and began eating.
"Orange." Crabbe hummed after eating one bean.
"Chicken." Goyle smirked after eating his own.
"So guys, tell me, what do you two like?" Harry asked the boys.
"What we like?" Goyle repeated, not really able to remember the last time somebody had asked that.
"Um...we like quidditch." Crabbe offered.
"Then let's talk about quidditch." Harry grinned, he and the two boys then began talking about quidditch. Harry knew that Crabbe and Goyle were simply brainless brutes as far as everyone was concerned, but Harry figured that the two could at least become decent wizards with a bit of effort. Draco only ever really saw the two as his personal bodyguards, the two were indeed loyal to Draco but they mostly seemed to just follow his lead. Harry figured that if the two were going to be followers then they should probably start following the best, AKA himself.
A.N: Hi guy's, hope you liked the chapter. A few people are asking about my upload schedule, in short I upload what I can whenever I feel like it and whenever I can. Sometimes I'm busy, sometimes I'm not (shrug). Though for now I hope to next upload a chapter for my HP/Avengers crossover called 'Reborn' and then another one for this story followed by one for my HP/DC crossover called 'Harold Wayne'. After that I hope to upload for either Trickshot or Dark Lord Potter, depending on which I get finished first. I know people are asking about them and no I've not abandoned them, it's just taking a while to write up the chapters and I'm focusing on my other stories more.
Anyway this is just a rough guess of my planned uploads.
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