Harry Potter And Common Sense

With a little relief at that answer Flint asked his next question."What are their expectations of you here at Hogwarts?"

"That I learn magic."

Marcus noted Harry seemed about to say something so he waited.

"In a letter from my mother she told me she expected me to be in the top ten of my year. I want that at least, I'd prefer top five given the size of my class."

"Okay, we'll come back to that. Do you know the school rules?"

"Yes, I wasn't about to come here without knowing them."

"House rules?"

Harry rolled his eyes.

Marcus winced, one of the things that hadn't happened this year had been the post sorting meeting in the house. Snape had been handing out the house rules in the individual meetings. "Okay first do your homework first." He looked at Harry who nodded. " Don't give anyone out of the house the password." Another nod. "Don't go anywhere alone." Marcus wanted to flinch because Harry was treated as a pariah by his year mates in the dorm and no one sat next to him or directly across from him at meals. Harry went just about everywhere alone.

"I don't think that one applies to me." Harry said in an amused tone.

"If you need help ask."

"No duh."

"No fighting with others in the dorm outside the dorm. Us snakes have enough problems outside these walls without presenting a divided front."

"I'll do my best, but no promises. Malfoy is a twit and has some strong bullying tendencies. If he does it much around me, it'll be hard to remember not to clean his clock.

"Okay." Marcus was unsure of the muggle reference. "Um. What things do you like?

"Art, flying seems good I like it."

"Anything else?"

"Not that comes to mind… oh, wait good books."

"What do you hate?"

Harry's green eyes glittered as he said the word "Bullies."

"You said you want to be in the top five of your class. Are there any subjects you need help with?"

"I think I could do better if I got a little help with potions. The books in the kit help but…"

"Aaron the boy you helped. He's tops in his year at potions, I'll help you set up some tutoring with him."

"Thank you. If you don't mind my asking, why are you doing this?"

"Because you have incredible potential. Because it's right. Because with a little guidance you could be the best thing that has happened in four centuries to Slytherin House, or if nothing happens you could become the darkness that snuff the light out and dooms us all. The way everyone's treating you it's… it's not right, sadly though it's typical.

"I was sorted into Slytherin because I was ambitious to change things for the better. My Dad's a Death Eater and he's nuts. Because of the way things are, if he's right and the Dark Lord is still out there or if another one comes along, I'll probably be forced into becoming a follower just cause I'm a Slytherin pureblood and not many paths are open for me. I'm bright but neither bright enough, nor handsome enough, nor connected enough that I can change things the way I wanted. I only made prefect cause my year is light in the intelligence department. I've learned my limitations since joining this house. What ambition of yours got you sorted here?"

"My ambition to be something other than a pawn."

"What?" Marcus didn't understand.

"Maybe I'll explain it to you, when I trust you."

Marcus could see with that answer why the BWL was sorted into Slytherin."Okay, Professor Snape usually sets a few goals with us and when we hit them we get rewards based on what we like. So… if you get Exceeds Expectations or Outstandings on all your schoolwork for a month, I'll get you some art supplies or a book from Hogsmeade that you pay for or take you flying on the pitch. Ditto for keeping your nose clean for six weeks. Is there anything else I can help you with?"

" Given the way the Professor feels about me, I'm not sure he grades my potions work fairly. Can we say the exceeds or outstanding on my other classwork and acceptable on my potions? And I need to get a message to the Headmaster."

"That sounds reasonable, as to the Headmaster I see him at the weekly prefects meeting I could give it to him. "

"Tell him I know he has my father's special cloak. I want it back, and I won't wait much longer."

"Your Dad's special cloak,you want it back yesterday, got it. One last question do you have any idea why the Professor is treating you like this?"

"Maybe. My mum said in a letter she left me, that they were friends until he called her "mudblood" in a fit of anger fifth year. And that he and my Dad were legendary rivals mostly over her. I look like him."

In the common room, Draco was smirking at his year mates, "Bet Flint is giving Potter what for in there since he hasn't been following the rules and he's been associating with those two pathetic lions. Just wait in no time Potter will be begging the rest of us to accept him."

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