The Alpha of Slytherin.

The Midnight Duel.

After Lily finished, Draco took the book from her and read the chapter out loud, "Chapter 9,The Midnight Duel."

The pack of Slytherin slightly. The Potter parents knew what had happened that night as the four boys had informed them what happened and they knew they didn't mean to cause any actual harm as they were not expecting Harry to agree.

Harry had never believed he would meet a boy he hated more than Dudley, but that was before he met Draco Malfoy.

Llewellyn glared at his brother subtly. He had no idea what his best friend (AN: Draco not Dylan,) was actually like.

Still, first-year Gryffindors only had Potions with the Slytherins, so they didn't have to put up with Malfoy much. Or at least, they didn't until they spotted a notice pinned up in the Gryffindor common room that made them all groan. Flying lessons would be starting on Thursday -- and Gryffindor and Slytherin would be learning together.

"Typical," said Harry darkly. "Just what I always wanted. To make a fool of myself on a broomstick in front of Malfoy."

"Oi, what about me? You know, your 6" black haired brother." Llewellyn asked sarcastically.

Draco and James stifled laughter at Llewellyn's antics. They were glad he was finding himself again even if Paige was gone.

He had been looking forward to learning to fly more than anything else.

"Harry, where are your thoughts about Llewellyn?" Lily asked her oldest son.

Harry was silent. His parents grew worried that the reason was due to House Rivalry. (AN: Little did they know, they were spot on.)

Llewellyn looked down to ground, wishing Harry would look past the houses. They had a strong bond and all but Harry would ignore his feelings sometimes.

Regulus noticed Llewellyn's actions and decided he would have a talk with his godson.

"You don't know that you'll make a fool of yourself," said Ron reasonably. "Anyway, I know Malfoy's always going on about how good he is at Quidditch, but I bet that's all talk. Your twin, he looks like a well built flyer underneath that nerdiness and silence."

Harry smiled slightly but then sighed. Why Llewellyn has to be in Slytherin, why not Gryffindor?

Llewellyn tried to look away from his brother slightly hurt. Just because their twins doesn't mean they are the same person. Llewellyn has different personalities traits and he could have been put into any house.

Jily shuffled slightly to sit behind their oldest and his best friend (AN: Draco not Dylan.). Both knowing that Llewellyn was slightly hurt by Harry's thoughts.

The pack of Slytherin were sat at the Slytherin table eating and talking quietly between themselves.

"Who is the Pack of Slytherin?" Every student bar the four boys and the Slytherins asked.

The said four boys all groaned at that. It clearly said the SLYTHERIN table.

"We are." Blaise, Llewellyn, Theo and Draco said in unison.

Everyone stared at them. "Why do you call yourselves that?" Harry asked.

No one answered.

"It's best not to ask." The three Marauders and Regulus suggested. The story was not a great one.

"Are you looking forward to flying?" Blaise asked Llewellyn.