Kyrios Polaris Lestrange

Chapter 4

Harry's P.O.V

Thoughts rolled through my head after the encounter with the boy from the robe store, what if he was right? What if Slytherin wasn't so bad after all? Could Ron and Hagrid be—

"Harry? Harry, you don't really believe what Lestrange said, do you?" Ron said interrupting me from my thoughts, "He's a filthy Death Eater just like his parents. You shouldn't believe a thing he said."

"Are all Slytherins really evil, Ron? Is there fate just set in stone the minute they get into Slytherin? And...and does that mean that if I'm in Slytherin I'll be evil?"

"You won't be in Slytherin mate. I know it, You Know Who was in Slytherin, you being in Slytherin is impossible. We'll go on adventures in Gryffindor together and have fun together. I'll teach you all about Exploding Snap, Gobstones, Wizard's Chess and quidditch. Don't worry Harry, you won't be in that slimy snakes house."

"Ron, what defines a house? I mean like is it based on how smart they are or personality or something?" I said

"Well mate, I guess it's based on both...Ravenclaw is where the really smart people go. You know those people who are always reading and follow rules all the time, Hufflepuff is for the people. who are super loyal and are nice to everyone, then there's Slytherin. The house where all the slimy bastards belong to, they're evil and manipulative. And Gryffindors, we brave, courageous and chivalrous people go to Gryffindor. House of the Lions." Ron said proudly

"Do the Slytherins define themselves as evil and manipulative? I mean they certainly don't see themselves like that do they?"

"Well they say that they're resourceful, ambitious and cunning. That kind of trash. Of course, no one believes a word of it. Everyone knows they're evil. Anyways, let's talk about quidditch now, more fun stuff I'll teach you about all the cool and fun stuff in it."

And so we continued to talk about quidditch for the rest of the train ride

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Third Person P.O.V.

Kyrios boarded onto the rocking boat with his friends.

"No more 'n four to a boat!" The half giant Hagrid called

"Well, Drake, I'll see you later, go join pug face and your little minions. I'm sure they miss you very much." Kyrios said dramatically

Draco grunted and said his goodbyes and left for his friends boat

"Everyone in? Right then! Forward!" Hagrid said, the boats started steadily making their way upstream towards the castle gates, "Heads down!" Hagrid yelled as the first boats reached the cliff. They were carried along some sort of dark tunnel until they reached an underground harbor, where they clambered out on to the rocks and pebbles.

"Oi, You there!" Said the large man to a small fat boy, "Is this your toad?"

"Trevor!" The boy exclaimed blissfully, holding his hands out.

Draco snorted quietly from behind Kyrios, "Is that a toad? That boy's got a toad?!" He whispered

"Yeah, it's a toad. He must be from a very old fashioned family," Theodore muttered back

"Or an uncultured one," Goyle grunted, surprising everyone by the fact that he even said anything - much less comprehensible

They walked up a flight of stone steps and crowded around a set of large oak doors.

"Everyone here? You there, still got your toad?" Hagrid shouted, he raised his fist and knocked on the doors three times.

"What is he doing? Trying to make that poor boys' life hell? That man's about as ignorant as a flobberworm." Kyrios whispered to Blaise