First Days at Hogwarts
Harry’s POV
Harry woke up bright and early in the morning of his first day around 6:00 to see the bright luminescent light from above the lake coming in through the windows.
Harry got up and dressed, as Draco stumbled out of bed, and headed towards the bathroom looking very groggy.
Harry after putting on his robes walked down to the common room. Once he reached the room he sat down and began reading a book he had brought down .
~30 minutes later~
Harry watched as Theo, Daphne, Pansy, and Blaise all arrived in the common room. Theo sat next to Harry and took out a book while Blaise started talking with Pansy and Daphne and soon with Vincent and Greg who now just arrived about classes.
“If Draco doesn’t come down soon we’ll be late to breakfast?” Pansy explained.
“You all can go ahead, I'll stay back to walk with the idiot,” Harry said, shooing the group away to go have breakfast.
As the group of first years left to the Great Hall, leaving Harry behind with Draco who was still getting ready.
~10 minutes later~
Draco walked from his long shower looking ethereal in his robes to the sight of only Harry sitting on a sofa reading some book about werewolves.
Harry closed his book to glance up at Draco then proceeded to head for the common room exit, “Let’s go Draco, we only have 5 minutes to get to the Great Hall before breakfast starts.” Harry said as Draco followed him out the door to the Great Hall.
Once the two reached the Great Hall they sat near the middle of the table where their friends already were and saved a seat for them. Once the two sat down Dumbledore stood and made a small speech and summoned the food as Harry took out his book and continued to read. As the table of Slytherin’s where finishing their breakfast Snape popped over to the table and handed each student their schedules for the year. As the table finished their breakfasts and left for their classes Draco and Harry left for Charms.
Once the two got to the classroom Flitwick fell silent when he saw Harry enter, seeming nervous to Harry's appearance. They then had an hour-long lesson on the spell Lumos. Since Harry still had his knowledge of the theory of Lumos and power from his previous life he was the first to produce a proper Lumos.
“Oh, would you look at that, Mr. Peverell - Potter - Black has got it here!” Professor Flitwick said with enthusiasm. Harry simply smiled in response. “Try to keep doing it until it gets easier and 5 points to Slytherin,” Harry kept practicing, and eventually, the rest of the Slytherins got the spell and a few Gryffindors got it as well. Somehow, Finnigan blew up something and got sent to the Hospital Wing. The class ended with Flitwick asking the students to read up on the spell Wingardiumleviosa. The two left the classroom and went back to their common room to drop off their stuff before leaving to meet up with their friends in the great hall.
Albus Dumbledore’s POV
Albus was in deep thought thinking how everything went completely sideways when it came to Harry’s preparation as he was thinking his chimney lit up in fire as a ginger haired woman stepped out, “ALBUS, you said my Ronkinns would be Harry’s best friend but know I have letters from my Ronkinns telling me that Harry is in Slytherin.” Molly Weasley screamed at the aged wizard in his office.
“Yes, my dear, I'm working on a solution?” Albus said, exhausted.
“If that brat isn’t friends with Ron, then how will he meet Ginny? She’s been dreaming about being that freak’s wife for forever! You promised us that once we helped you in your plan we would get that brats money but now those creatures at gringotts aren’t sending us our money!” Molly screamed.
“Everything will work out my dear. Don’t worry,” Albus said, trying to calm Molly down.
“You better Albus! Or everything we planned will be ruined!” She yelled before leaving through the floo. I’m aware. That brat ruined everything! How did he not go to Gryffindor? I put millions of compulsions on the silly hat! Albus paced around his office. Maybe I should put some in his food. Yes, that’ll work perfectly.
Harry’s POV
The rest of the week flew by. Before Harry knew it, it was Friday. Herbology was nice and History of Magic was a little boring as always. Defense against the Dark Arts was as interesting as ever with Voldemort's stuttering puppet. Transfiguration was as Fun as he remembered with McGonagall. Astronomy was terrible. Just staring up at the sky at night was honestly tiring.
The group of friends went down for breakfast. Hadrian went to take a drink of apple juice when his ring heated up. Kreacher said that almost all of the rings had alert systems for compulsions. This must be it. I guess Dumbledore is back at his old games. Harry sighed and didn’t even take a sip from his cup.
After Breakfast the group headed down to the potions classroom. As the group paired off Draco went with Harry. The Slytherins stayed towards the front of the classroom. Eventually, the Gryffindors entered the classroom as the Slytherins just ignored them once Professor Snape came into the classroom.
Entering the Room and scanning the children until stopping over Harry before beginning to speak, “you are here to learn the subtle science and the exact art of potion-making.I don't expect you will fully understand the beauty of the softly simmering cauldron with its shimmering fumes, the delicate power of liquids that creep through human veins, bewitching the mind, ensnaring the senses. I can teach you how to bottle fame, brew glory, and even put a stopper in death - if you aren’t as big a bunch of dunderheads as I usually have to teach.” Looking over at Weasley who was glaring at Harry not entirely paying attention.
Professor Snape continued then yelled at the distracted boy, “Weasley! What would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?”
“Um, uh, I don’t know sir,” Weasley said after a while. Snape sneered as Harry remembered the situation all too vividly but he was the one who was asked the question, as he then glanced over to the sight of Hermione waving her hand around like a madman.
Slightly smiling at Harry, “Mr. Peverell - Potter - Black, would you like to tell Weasley the correct answer?” He asked with a grin.
“You would get a powerful sleeping potion called the Draught of Living Death, sir,” Harry answered as Snape just nodded.
“Now Mr. Weasley, where would you find a bezoar?” Snape asked again. Granger was again waving her hand around like a madman.
“Um, I don’t know sir,” Weasley again said, looking down in shame.
Snape sneered again. “Malfoy, would you care to enlighten us on the answer?”
“A bezoar would be found in the stomach of a goat sir,” Draco said confidently as Snape again nodded.
“Mr. Weasley, what's the difference between monkshood and wolfsbane?” He asked. Granger now just laid her hand down assuming she would never be called on.
“I don’t know. Why don’t you ask Granger or someone else?” Weasley said, as Granger stood up again waving around her hand which got a few chuckles from the Slytherins at their incompetence and foolishness.
“Granger, sit down.” As the ginger girl sat down with a frown Snape continued,” And to answer my question, they are the same plant, also known as aconite,” Snape said while sneering at the two Gryffindors. “Well, why aren’t you all writing this down? Also, 5 points from Gryffindor for not studying up on the material.” As the Gryffindors started frantically writing stuff down while the Slytherins, who had things written down, continued to chuckled at the chaos of the frantic Gryffindors.
After finishing their notes they had a lesson on how to make a boil cure potion. Near the end of the lesson Finnigan blew up the caldron with his partner Neville.
“Longbottom, did you not read the directions on your texts? 50 points from Gryffindor. Finnigan, take him to the Hospital Wing, The rest of you continue brewing .” Professor Snape said.
When class was over the two houses bottled up their potion and left with an essay assigned to them due next week on the safe way to brew a potion.
The group went to lunch and did their homework where Harry found that half his food was laced with compulsions as he glanced at Dumbledore who was seemingly eyeing the boy waiting for him to eat his specially prepared food. After eating the small amount of food that wasn’t laced with some kind of compulsion Harry went to the common room to read and talk with his pets.
~ 5 hours later
Harry was sitting on his little couch where he was always reading since his arrival. As Draco walked up to him he pulled Harry away from his pet snake which was nestled near the window and dragged Harry to dinner where he again found more compulsions. As Harry finished eating what little food he could before going back to the common room.
Albus Dumbledore’s POV
Once Harry left Dumbledore soon as well left to go to his office where he stomped around thinking that Harry might know about the Compulsions somehow and that's why he didn’t eat any of the tamper food.
After thinking some more he decided to ask Harry to come to his office in the near future to talk about some changes he needed to correct.
Harry’s POV
Once Harry arrived at his common room he went back to his couch where Yin asked if he was okay coming back earlier than everyone else. As Harry told him what was going on the small snake just slithered up to his owner placing all three heads on his chest while Harry just drifted off to sleep.
~ 45 minutes later ~
As everyone started to come back from dinner they noticed the sleeping Harry and the three headed snake who kept hissing at anyone who would come near his master. Once Draco and the rest of Harry’s friends arrived they woke Harry up to move him from his couch to sleep in his bed.
Once Harry got to his bed he dimmed the lights in the room and began to go to sleep again as everyone else went to change for bed.