Capítulo 46: CH 46
Where now, back to your common room?' Salazar asked with feigned innocence.
Harry stiffened at the implication. 'I said I'd never go back,' Harry reminded him slightly cooly. 'I meant it.'
'There must be other members of your house who were not involved?'
'I will wait for them as I initially intended to,' Harry declared, 'but I won't be returning to Gryffindor Tower until next year at the earliest, if I ever do.'
'Where will you sleep?' the portrait inquired. 'I enjoy your company, Harry, but it's cold down here, even in the study.' 'The Room of Requirement, of course.'
'Oh, choose their room, why don't you,' Salazar grumbled. 'Some Heir of Slytherin you are.'
'You're going back on the wall,' Harry told him, amused. 'Then I'm going to go get some food. I haven't eaten since yesterday lunch and most of that ended up on the floor in here while I was trying to apparate.'
'Fine,' he groused, 'but I want to see you again before the first task. I have a few things I should start teaching you. My fields of specialty.'
'Blood magic and parselmagic?' Harry raised an eyebrow.
'It's not evil,' Salazar sighed. 'You still have some preconceptions to lose, I see. If it reassures you the greatest piece of blood magic I ever created is the parseltongue language you can speak, and there's not really such a thing as parselmagic. I'll explain properly when I actually start teaching you.'
Harry put him back up on the wall over the entrance and the portrait grinned wickedly. 'If you do well enough at learning the arts the Heir of Slytherin is supposed to be paramount at I'll show you how to take off the anti-levitation charm on this painting.'
'I'm in,' Harry agreed sarcastically. 'How could I refuse such generosity?'
He left the chamber to the sound of Salazar Slytherin's echoing laughter.
The Great Hall was blessedly quiet. Harry took a seat at the very end of the Gryffindor table and helped himself to some cold chicken and tried not to moan in satisfaction after not eating for so long.
It wasn't long before he was disturbed.
'I heard your wand got snapped, Potter,' Malfoy sneered, swaggering up to the table. Harry noticed he hadn't forgotten to bring Crabbe and Goyle this time.
'I see you took my advice, Malfoy,' he smirked, 'you should never leave home without your trusty lackeys.'
'I haven't forgotten that insult, Potter, and now you have no wand and no friends.'
'I wouldn't say that,' a hand came down on his shoulder. He recognised the freckled knuckles of one of the Weasley twins.
'He has just many friends as you do now, ickle Draco, so run along.' There was a little warning in the tone of the older Weasley that implied Malfoy might find the consequences incredibly humiliating if he did not.
'After all the trash you've dragged your name through you still can't get rid of the blood-traitors, it's pathetic.' Malfoy left, a silent Crabbe and Goyle in tow.
I don't think I've heard them ever actually speak.
'So, Harrikins,' the twins took seats on the bench either side of him, pushing him further along it. Harry had never thought he would be glad to hear that nickname.
'We heard you had a run in with some of our fellow Gryffindors.' 'We're sorry about that, Ginny is too-
'-but not as sorry as Ron was after our little sister finished with him. She hit him with so many hexes he had to go to the hospital wing. He's still there.'
'It was the first time I've ever seen Snape give points to Gryffindor.'
'Anyway, we just dropped by to say that we're working on Angelina and Alicia, it's slow, but Katie's helping too now.'
'We still have to keep our distance,' they said ruefully, 'but not as much, so don't worry about slime like Malfoy.'
'He's probably more worried about having to compete in the tournament without a wand, Fred.' 'I have a wand,' Harry cut in, before they got sidetracked. 'Thank you, though.'
'Where did you get a wand from, Harrikins?' They asked together, wearing identically surprised faces.
'From a wand-maker, of course.'
'Harrikins is getting smart, George.'
'We'd better watch out, Fred.'
'Angelina is coming,' Harry warned, spotting his former quidditch captain over on the far side of the hall.
'Thanks for the head's up,' Fred smiled. 'Decent of you,' George added. 'This mess with Angelina won't last too much longer if we can help it.' They walked away quickly to duck in alongside Gryffindor's female chaser trio. Fred winked at Harry from Angelina's side when he caught him watching the group.
The Weasley twins weren't so bad, he supposed. Out of all of the Gryffindor's they had the most to lose by supporting him against their girlfriends and they had done it anyway. The two of them had been clever about it to try and keep things civil, but that was the sort of cunning Harry could only respect.
Ginny was bearable too, if only because she had somehow managed to earn points off Snape for hexing another student, but there weren't many others. He wondered vaguely what Neville was doing, Harry hadn't seen hide nor hair of him since they had spoken in the dormitory. I'm not going to go searching for him, he decided.
They had turned their backs on him first, even if Neville had shown great reluctance in doing it, so they could come to him. He wouldn't be holding too much of a grudge against most, an apology would be enough for those who hadn't actively turned against him.
He had other problems to deal with first. Winning the Triwizard Tournament was top of that list; it came just above finding whomever had put his name in the damn thing in the first place.
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