who's Damion?

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"speaking"
'thoughts'
.: Parselmouth :.

*Set in Fifth Year*

Harry sighed in frustration as he stares at his half finished parchment.
He was never good in Potions, with Snape breathing down his neck everytime, it was becoming a chore to concentrate.
"Come on, mate! Just ditch that essay and let's go flying outside!" Ron whispered, trying to pull Harry away from one of the library tables.
"Stop it, Ronald! Can't you see that Harry is finally becoming responsible to his studies?! Why don't you do the same?!" Hermione spat, glaring at Ron, who merely rolled his eyes.
"Oh Mione, loosen up a bit! You're always so serious and have your face plastered on a book! No wonder no one likes your looks! Its flat like Crookshank's face!" Ron said, muffling his laughter in his hand.
Harry turned to glare at Ron then turned to Hermione.
Her mouth was agape in disbelief, her eyes watering as she felt thoroughly insulted, by her bestfriend nonetheless!
"Ron, how dare you insult Hermione! She was just looking out for you!" Harry said, glaring menancingly at his friend.
"Insult? I wasn't insulting her! I was just telling the truth!" Ron said, sneering at the two.
Harry opened his mouth to retort but was stopped when Hermione suddenly stood up.
"Mione?" Harry asked, concerned as he notices his friend trembling.
Tears fell onto the book she was tightly holding.
"No one likes m-my looks because it's flat, h-huh?" Her voice was shaking, but you can still notice the poison in her tone.
She turned to Ron, with a glare so sharp it could cut, angry tears streaming down her cheeks.
"WELL GUESS WHAT?! NO ONE LIKES YOUR LOOKS BECAUSE IT'S SO UGLY THAT PEOPLE THINK YOUR MOTHER FUCKED A MOUNTAIN TROLL AND THE RESULT IS YOU, RONALD WEASLEY."
The whole library turned quiet after her outburst.
"Damn, who knew Granger can say that to her friend"
"Well, that ginger did start it"
"Hah! He deserves it"
Whispers from nearby students filled the room.
Not even Madam Pince can scold the sudden noise in her library, as she was also surprised.
Ron turned red in embarrassment as whispers about him reached his ears.
He glared back at Hermione, "You'll regret ever embarrassing me, mudblood."
Hermione and Harry's eyes widened, the tears streamed faster down her cheeks.
She hastily got her things in her bag and ran out of the library.
"Hermione!" Harry called, but the witch ignored her and continued her way out of the library.
He fixed his things in his bag and stood up.
"Oh come on, Damion, don't tell me you're gonna choose a know-it-all over your best mate?" Ron said, but as soon as he realized his mistake he began panicking.
"I mean Harry! Harry! You wouldn't choose her over me, would you?" He said, nervously laughing.
"I would, actually." Harry answered in a cold voice no one has ever heard before.
"What?! But--" Ron wasn't able to finish as Harry ran out of the library to find his friend, leaving the gryffindor alone in the library
Harry continued to run through the corridors, looking in abandoned classrooms, bathrooms and alcoves, trying to find his friend.
'Dang it I have the Marauder's Map!'  Harry thought.
He stopped running and immediately searched his bag for the said map.
He let out a 'Aha!' as he found the map and tapped it with his wand.
"I solemnly swear that I am up to no good."
The map of the castle appeared and he found Hermione in the..

"Slytherin common room?"

Confusion filled his entire being, what was Hermione doing in the Slytherin common room?
He shook his head, "Mischief Managed."
He hid the map back in his bag and walked down to the dungeons.
As he got in front of the entrance of the Slytherin dorm, he pondered his mind for a password.
"Pureblood?" He asked, looking at the snake.
It didn't move.
.: Open :. He tried.
And it worked.
The entrance opened and it showed Malfoy, who seemed to be as shock as he is.
"Potter?" Malfoy said in disbelief.
While Malfoy was surprised to see that Potter was able to open the entrance of his common room, Harry was more surprised to see the person holding his rival's hand.

"Hermione?"

Her eyes was still wide in shock, surprised her friend can find her easily.
"H-Harry? H-How'd you-" "Marauder's Map."
Suddenly, Malfoy held his wrist and pulled him inside the Slytherin common room.
Once inside, Malfoy let go of his hand and turned to face him.
"What happened." The blonde pureblood demanded.
"What happened is none of your concern, Malfoy!" Harry spat.
"IT IS MY CONCERN AS THE VICTIM IS MY GIRLFRIEND, POTTER!" Malfoy shouted.

Harry just blinked, confusement once more consuming him.

*Time Skip brought to you by Snape teaching his bby snakes to FLOUNCE!*

After the two students explained to Harry about their secret relationship, Harry gave them his blessing (much to the relief of Hermione), and decided to get to know the 'slimy snakes' that his former ginger friend despises so much.
They weren't so bad, the common room is quiet and peaceful unlike the noisy tower of his house.
He saw how much Hermione was accepted in the house despite her being a muggleborn.
He get along so well with some of the Slytherins too, like Zabini.
Right now, he was just laying down in the black leather couch, his head on Parkinson's lap.
"You're not as bad as we thought, Potter. You certainly has a Slytherin in you." The female Slytherin said.
Harry smirked up at the girl "Not so bad yourself, Parkinson."
Parkinson let out a small laugh and continued to watch Hermione and Draco talk with Theo and Blaise about Umbridge.
Harry closed his eyes, hoping for a nap when a question suddenly popped in his head about earlier's event.

'Who's Damion?'

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I  wonder who that is 😏

Well, here's chapter one! Sorry it took so long!

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