Hello readers! I hope you are liking what I have so far.

Anyway, to those who are concerned about how Harry has changed, I am simply stating that Harry is now free from the machinations for the Dursleys, so he will be a bit more childish than his fellow Slytherins, as he never got to experience his youth.

He is still going to be Slytherin and cunning, but I like a sweet caring Harry.

PS: No pairing until second year, and it will be very small. REAL slash will start up in fourth year for those who are interested.

Anyway, onto the next chapter!

*I do not own Harry Potter or any of its Characters*

Chapter 7: Classes

Harry was excited. It was his first day of school at Hogwarts and he would be able to experience the learning of real life magic. He had gotten to observe it yesterday, but now he would be a part of it.

Alongside Blaise and Draco, he made his way to his first class, Charms.

He read up on the first few kind of charms they would be learning, such as the Wingardium Leviosa, Accio, and Lumos. There were several others but he knew they wouldn't get to them today.

Walking into the classroom, they found the room was split down the middle, with two long desks on on both sides, one elevated above the other so that those in the back could pay attention.

The three of them noticed a higher amount of Slytherins on the right side, so they all agreed that it would be the best choice. After sitting in their seats, Harry noticed a short haired blond walk in and he waved to him.

Theodore got the message and looked up at Harry, who gestured for him to join them.

"Who is that?" Draco asked Blaise as Theo got closer.

"That's Theodore Nott. He's out roommate for this year, and it seems Harry's trying to make friends with him." Draco gave a sour look to the other boy.

"I just hope he's not like his father."

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"Theodore, great of you to join us." The short haired boy nodded.

"I'm happy with the invitation." The boy sat down next to Blaise, who sandwiched Harry with Draco.

There was a bit of a silence, Theodore not talking while the trio not knowing what to say.

Luckily, Daphne and Tracy walked in and joined them. Tracy was able to get a conversation going between Draco and Theodore while Daphne talked with Harry and Blaise about Charms and what they've read so far.

However, they didn't know that the Charms Professor was listening to them.

"I noticed that with the tickling charm, it could be used in dueling to stop your opponent from speaking clearly. If they're too busy laughing, they can't speak properly." Harry told his fellow Slytherins, who nodded to his hypothesis.

"That's quite the observation Mr Potter." Harry nearly jumped out of his seat at the high pitched voice. "Pardon me, I should have introduced myself first." Harry looked to the front of his high desk, but didn't see anyone.

Then he looked down a bit further and saw a diminutive man with dark brown hair, a curly mustache and wearing round glasses. Dressed up in a tailored suit with a robe like cape, the man looked professional, even with his size.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Mr Potter." The man smiled as he stuck his hand up to Harry, who shook it. "I must say, most people don't noticed that about first year spells. Even ones as 'useless' as a charm like that can be very effective when used the right way. Five points to Slytherin" Harry smiled at the man.

"Thank you Sir."

"Please call me Professor Flitwick." Harry nodded to the man, who walked to the front of the class and cleared his throat.

"Welcome everyone to your first charms lesson. My name is Filius Flitwick and I will be teaching you how to use and apply the spells taught in this class. Now, before I start, I noticed a few students are not-" His words were cut off when two boys ran in, both sweaty in the face and robes thrown on haphazardly.

"Well, it seems my question was answered." The readhead got a bit red faced.

"Sorry Professor, Neville slowed me down on the way here." The chubbier boy cowered a bit under the glare he received from the other boy. He looked like he wanted to argue, but his words were caught in his throat.

"Well, I will not take points today, but should this happen again, I will not be so lenient." The two boys nodded and made their way to their seats on the Gryffindor side of the room.

"Now that that's taken care of, I would like to start off with a question. Had you have read up, you would know the answer. What is the name of the wand lighting charm?" Several hands shot up, but the first was the girl with wildly bushy hair.

"Yes Miss..."

"Granger, Hermoine Granger." She finished. "The answer to your question is Lumos."

"Very good Miss Granger, five points to Gryffindor. Now, for today, we will be learning about the Lumos charm and how to control the power behind it."

The diminutive professor then went on to explain everything about the trials of the Lumos charm. How to pronounce it, the control and use of their wands while they did the incantation, and what to think about as they tried to light the charm on the tips of their wands.

Harry found all of his tips helpful. He may have been able to read about his magic at home, but he wasn't allowed to use his wand. Stupid magical laws that didn't allow him to use magic outside of supervised areas like Hogwarts.

It was ridiculous. He wasn't allowed to practice to get better at magic. It was like they wanted students to get rusty during the summer.

Luckily, he was able to focus on his wand and control his magic through the basilisk fang core. He felt the magic lace through the piece of aged wood and thought about the intent needed to light the tip. With a flick of his wrist, he yelled to incantation.

"LUMOS"

He was not expecting his wand to glow to such a degree, making the already well lit room explode with light. Everyone was forced to look away from the impressive display, even Harry, who dropped his wand in shock onto the desk.

After a few moments, the light finally died and his wand was back to normal.

He looked around as he cleared his eyes, trying to make sure he could still see. After a few seconds, his vision came back and he found his wand on the desk, people rubbing their eyes, and a Professor looking at him with a little smile.

"My, Mr Potter. That was the most powerful use of the Lumos charm I've seen in many years. I had no idea you would have your mother's skill in charms. 20 Points to Slytherin." He smiled at the professor and gave his thanks to the Ravenclaw head of house for giving him great instruction. Flitwick blushed a bit and excepted the praise.

Harry looked to his friends who were smirking at him and they proceeded to call him an 'overachiever'. He joined in the playful banter and proceeded to help them complete the charm, though they didn't need much help. In return, they helped him control his magic and how powerful his Lumos was.

They didn't notice a red head scowling with jealousy and a bushy haired girl watching him intently.

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They trio turned party of four made their way to Transfiguration, which was sure to be as interesting as their first class.

Theodore, Draco and Blaise also got their Lumos along with several other students. Lets just say, the Slytherin scale was a bit more full than the Gryffindor one so far.

Speaking of Gryffindors.

"Hey, you're really him, Harry Potter." Harry turned around to see that annoying boy, Ron he remembered, staring at him. More specifically, his forehead where his scar lay under his hair.

"And?" He asked curiously, not stopping for the boy to waste his time. Ron followed and walked alongside Harry, trying to push his friends away from him.

"I can't believe it's you! I had no idea you were that girl on the train. You don't look like what I though you would. Can I see the scar?" The boy then tried to reach up and push away Harry's hair, but luckily for Harry, Blaise caught the offending hand and gave the nosey and annoying redhead a glare.

"I don't believe Harry said yes before you stuck your greasy fingers towards his face." Ron glared back at the dark skinned boy.

"Who are you? You can't be Harry's friend, Harry Potter would never be friends with a snake like you. He would much rather hang out with Gryffindors like himself. He just got brainwashed by you freaks, that's why he's in Slytherin."

Ron found a pair of hands shoving him away from Blaise and onto the ground, courtusy of Harry.

If there was one word Harry hated most of all, it was that one.

"One, I'm friends with Blaise with Blaise, Theodore and Draco, not you. Two, I'm not brainwashed nor was I when I allowed myself to be put in Slytherin. And three, if you ever call any of my friends that ever again, I will make you sure you regret it."

Harry might appear young and sweet with his androgynous looks, but right now he looked down right menacing. If it could, his magic would be making his hair float in the air with pure anger, and Ron quickly got the message.

The boy scooted away and got up from the floor with stifled steps. "You're not Harry Potter. You're just a bloody snake, just like the rest of those dark wizards."

The boy then ran off, running through the crowd of students that had built up from the scuttle.

Harry relaxed and looked to his friends, who were equally surprised by his actions.

"Well, we better hurry. We don't want to be late to our next class." Harry then walked off through the crowd, leaving his friends to shake off their surprise and follow behind.

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I mean, I just don't understand. Yesterday he started off with claiming he was my best friend. Next he insults me and then glares at me endlessly for getting into Slytherin, then today he goes off about how it was wrong for me to be in Slytherin, and that I wasn't friends with you guys. Going about being friendly for a short spiel before he got angry and switched tables to saying I was a Dark wizard." Harry sighed as he walked into the transfiguration.

"Hey, don't beat yourself up. Just ignore the Weasley. It's obvious that he want to be your friend for some ulterior motive, but obviously doesn't know how to even make a friend in the first place." Blaise said as he patted Harry on the back.

"He also doesn't seem to be able to control his anger or jealousy. I saw how he was looking at Harry during the charms lesson, and he probably doesn't know whether to be jealous of Harry or if he should be friends with him." Theodore put in.

The four sat down in two sets of desks, Blaise and Draco at one with Harry and Theodore at the other. They continued to discuss important situations of today, such as the Lumos charm Harry produced, what they were going to do in today's transfiguration class, and the Weasley complex."

Luckily, they didn't have to worry about Gryffindors for this class, as they were only working with Ravenclaws. Groups of green and blue wearing students came into the class, pairing up and sitting in their desks.

Though Harry was getting a few curious glances from both Slytherins and Ravenclaws. Draco whispered to Harry from behind that word travels fast in the halls, and that his incidents with the Lumos and Weasley are sure to garner some attention.

They sat and waited for the teacher to enter, wondering when she would show up. The only thing in the room was the now full body of students and a cat at the front that sat in a stool.

Before anyone them could blink in surprise, the cat transformed into a stern looking woman with forest green robes and bifocals.

"Good day students. My name is Professor McGonagall and what you just witnessed is one of the many attributes that can be achieved through Transfiguration."

The teacher then explained how transfiguration worked and how they were reorganizing the matter into a different form through magic and intent. As an example, she wowed the class once more by changing her desk into a pig, and transfiguring it back once more.

Harry was just as excited as the rest of his group, but Draco, Theo, and Blaise contained there excitement more than he could. Bloody purebloods and their training. This was something to be excited about!

The teacher then gave them each a match and told them to transfigure it into a silver needle. McGonagall went into a quick detail about how the transformation works before letting them try on there own. The teacher used her time to walk around the class and help any students that asked, though there weren't many. Ravenclaws were digging through there books for the answers while the Slytherins were too prideful to ask the teacher, opting to find the solution on their own.

Many went to pulling out there wands and trying to wave the match into a needle, but they had little success. Draco was having a bit of trouble, but Theodore took it upon himself to help the blond. The two were starting to get along a bit, not noticing the looks of sourness they got from a pair of heavy set Slytherin boys.

Blaise was the first to get it, managing to turn his match into a wooden needle, but at least the red tip was gone. McGonagall awarded him two points for the achievement.

Harry turned his silver, but had a hard time transforming the shape. They put two and two together and used their knowledge as a pair. Blaise and Harry were able to complete their needles together, though they weren't the first to do it. Terry Boot and Padma Parvati, two Ravenclaws, were the first in the room to get their needles to be silver and needle shaped. It earned them twenty points for their House.

However, it was the four Slytherins that were able to get it completely right. They managed to turn their matches into full fledged needles, with the small thread hole included. It came down to envisioning it in their heads and letting the magic in their cores twist the material into what they wanted it to be.

Several other students were able to get close, but none were able to complete the objective in the two hour long class.

McGonagall nodded her head to all of them and awarded them for their work just as the class ended, letting them head off to their break for lunch.

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"Eight Points, she awarded us a total of eight points for completing the objective for class today. Yet she gave twenty points to those Ravenclaws for 'almost' doing the same thing." Harry bit into his apple.

He along with the rest of his fellow first years sat in the Great Hall, eating their meals.

Though Harry was a bit irritated. He knew that there would be favoritism, but never pure bias. Professor Snape told them about how Slytherins were targeted, but he didn't know it was with the teachers too.

McGonagall thought them, yes, but she obviously didn't care whether they succeeded. She spent most of her time on the Ravenclaw side of the room assisting and gave minimal points to them for completing the work for the day.

It reminded him too much of elementary school, where certain students were automatically placed above others and some were at the bottom, like himself.

It wasn't his fault his family gave him rags for clothes, it shouldn't mean he gets lower grades on his work for the same answers as other students. At times, yes he needed to lower himself for the sake of Dudley being an idiot and to not score over him, but when he did a good job, he was still met with lower marks.

It seems that things are the same no matter where you go, magical or muggle.

"Just let it go Harry, McGonagall isn't too friendly with us Slytherins. She's not outright bias, but she can be a bit unfair due to her own prejudice." Harry huffed at Blaise's response.

"I know, I just though that a paid faculty member would know better than to be like that." Draco nudged Harry.

"Well, if the lions get McGonagall, then we have Professor Snape. You'll find that he's a bit generous to us when it comes to points, as he knows we won't earn many of them in Herbology or Transfiguration. It kind of evens the playing field." Harry nodded and found a bit of reason in that. If one teacher was allowed to be bias, then shouldn't another for the opposing cause?

While it was all a bit unfair, he supposed it was the best it was going to be.

He went to take another bite, had it not been for a letter landing in front of him.

"From family?" Harry snorted at Theodore.

"If it's my 'family', then I'll eat my robes." He tore open the parchment letter. "It's from the... Headmaster. He wants to see me in his office right now." That got several looks from the table. The headmaster never asks for students, especially Slytherin students to go to his office.

Well, unless it was to check them for dark arts.

Harry stood up and waved goodbye to his friends as he strode off towards the new destination. Albus Dumbledore's office.

Albus Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts and strongest wizard in Britain. The most beloved man in the Wizarding World

And the best part, he was also a thief.

The man had taken money from his vaults, the vaults that his parents left for him. Dumbledore didn't steal much from Harry, but it was more than enough to make him upset. The man was pulling money from his vaults once every month since he was a baby.

And what a coincidence that it was around the same time that the Dursleys got something new and expensive for that month. A new toaster, new game station for Dudley, sport equipment that the fat boy would never use, you name it.

That meant one thing. Dumbledore was paying his relatives to watch him, and what irked him the most was that the man never checked up on him.

He sent money to his despicable family every month, but never bothered to make sure he was okay. He never bothered to see if the money from Harry's vault was actually going to the boy it was intended for.

He would make sure to tell the old wizard about the cupboard under the stairs, after all, if this man was to make sure he was taken care of, then he should know where Harry had slept for the past ten years of his life. Not to mention his clothes, meager meals and threadbare linens.

Lets just say, this meeting was going to be a bit interesting.

(End Chapter)

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