The Masquerade {DarkHarry}

6

CHAPTER HASN'T BEEN CHECKED THROUGH PROPERLY YET

 EXCUSE THE TERRIBLE WRITING

For the next 20 minutes i read the potions text for this year, to familiarise myself with it. Its 7am by the time i decide to head down to breakfast (have to keep up appearances). Through the winding passages and down the myriad of stairs, i eventually walk through the large entrance into the hall.
What a surprise, the other Gryffs' are none existent at this time. Around half of the Slytherins and Ravenclaws are already here, (Gryffindor table is completely empty) and about a quarter of the Hufflepuffs are just making their way in.
Draco and his group are seated at the table, and Blaise locks eyes with me and with a short nod of affirmation i sit. He must've told the others what i said last night (morning). Good.

Pouring myself a large cup of strong black coffee, i gulp it down leaving half them pick up some crumpets and eat them while i think over the time table today..: I have DADA this morning then a free period before break, potions, lunch then CoMC and finally another potions lesson. I keep my head down for the next ten minutes, the lions slowly making their way into the great-hall, the lovely silence now replaced with loud chatter coming from the table i'm on. Hermione Granger comes in taking profusely with Weasel in tow, drool still hanging a little from his mouth. Disgusting. And as they come nearer Grangers' rant comes to a halt once she sees me,
"Harry! Where *have* you been?! Ron said you weren't there when he woke up! Why would you make us worry so much!? Its really inconsiderate!...." She goes on and on and on, me nodding at times with a half-guilty half-repent expression. She eventually gives up and starts her breakfast.
"Sorry 'Mione," flashing her a guilty grin, "i-i woke up earlier because of, uhh, because of the nightmares." I say lowering my voice then looking down a little as though i'm ashamed, it works since she just coo's and 'reassures' me that i didn't do anything wrong and that she was just worried.
At this it was near impossible to hold in the scoff.

After getting rid of them both by saying i forgot my Defence book i make my slow way to the courtyard (known place where the Slytherins hang out, like the Gryffindor hang out at...well except the Quidditch pitch its just the hallways.) the large willow tree is currently being sat on by a group of Slytherins a year younger and the leaves of the tree give the area a green hue.
I spot Blaise in the other corner seated on the stone wall that separate the inside and out with the rest of the the group lounging around him and Draco. I make my way over to them, drawing heavy stares but knowing Slytherin (if Blaise has said anything) they'd keep it to just their house. Blaise looks over and the same look from last night shows again, curiousness and hesitance. Its only in his eyes though, his face is slated into a blank expression.
A steady grin makes its way onto my face, but widens at the even more hesitant look from Draco mixed with embarrassment. What a sight, a Gryffindor with a predatory grin, that practically rips his face open, is walking over to the know 'Silver Circle' of Slytherin with a confident stride that could rival the house of snakes themselves. That thought make a chuckle huff out of my mouth as i reach them,
"Keeping this close-net, Blaise?" the grin now plastered onto my face, a warning glint in my eyes to show how serious i am about this. A sharp nod is all i need to relax a little,
"Good." i say staring at him, "anything i should know?O Or be warned of?" The question earned an understanding look from him. Slytherin, whilst is the house of slyness and cunning can be a home of idiots in their own right.
"No, nothing." he says then feeling the tense mood relax, he makes a teasing-thinking expression, "Snape though..." he trails of with an arched eyebrow.
I huff out a laugh, "Oh trust me , i'll handle that soon."

They resume to quiet chatter talking about the lessons they have today, i feel mild headache start.

Once Nott spots the mournful expression i make at the mention of Ancient runes, he asks about it,
"I had to take divination to keep behind the 'golden-boy-idiot' persona," Dragging a hand to pince the bridge of my nose, pushing my glasses up, "It's the thing i regret most. All i get every lesson are warnings that i'm going to die soon, and that the 'symbol' of death hovers over me' its unbelievably tiring." This earns some speculative glances from the group before Draco speaks up from my left side,
"You wanted to pick Ancient runes?" At the question i humm in affirmation, he shrugs with one shoulder (barely a shrug) "You can borrow some of my textbooks that i'm finished with if you would like? Then you'd be learning something worth while."
At this offer a large grin shows on my face and i drop an arm around the blondes shoulders,
"Naww, thanks Draco, darling, that's so lovely of you!" a light twitch shows on his face through the mastered expressionless mask of an emotion i cant catch but this makes my smile grow anyway. After a couple seconds of silence with me staring at him, him staring forward fighting an embarrassed blush and the others int he group glancing a little anxiously at each other. Draco eventually breaths out a small sigh and an exasperated look glimmers in his eyes as he turns to stare at me back, obviously asking me to get the arm off his shoulder,
"Nope."
I may be a scary and sadistic bastard sometimes but my mood can change drastically in a matter of mere seconds. That's how you catch people off guard.