A revival of the Slytherin instincts

The Kitchen

Hey guys! So, if you're reading this, I write a few other fanfictions. If you are waiting on an update check those, I may not update them on the same day or I might. Either way, it'll give you some idea as to when I'll update! Now on with the story!
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Harry followed the Baron quietly towards the dungeons. He figured if the Baron took him towards the kitchen he might actually get food. He follows him up to a picture of a pear and is told to tickle it. He does so quickly and thanks the Baron before going into the Kitchen. He stopped dead in his tracks. Sometimes, he could pretend that it was like his first life all over again. In fact he had mostly forgotten his last childhood, replacing those memories with the new ones, but seeing Fred and George sitting in Hogwarts Kitchen, looking at the Map. He could only remember how close they were on his last life. How they acted like his older brothers, how they had stood up to Molly, for him. How Fred had died at the hands of her, for supposedly being dark. He shut his eyes tight and willed the memories away. Fred and George saw him though, they came closer, and Fred swung an arm around his shoulder. "Haz! What happened? Why are you back? Did Molly kill your too?" Harry numbly shakes his head, and says, "I did." Fred removes his arm only to grip him by the shoulder and glare at him. "Why would you do a stupid thing like that?" Harry smiles slightly before saying, "I had no one left. I just wanted to sleep. After she killed George, I realized that the last person I cared about had died. So I died, but now I'm back. I have another chance, and I don't have to pretend!" Fred and George smile slightly, before saying, "Well, at least you're here now. Let's eat!"