"Hey, Harry, do you know why all the Slytherins are glaring at us?" Ron asked a little nervously. He knew that there was bound to be some sort of a fallout considering how the Draco had been treated at the Black family home, but he was just now realizing how dangerous it had been to act like they had. It was well known among all of Hogwarts that Slytherins rarely showed anger, or really any type of emotion. The fact that they were full on glaring was odd, and a little disconcerting. What had they done to anger ALL of the Slytherins. Sure, Harry may have screwed up a bit with Malfoy, but he was pissed with the rich snob. He was angry, so he lashed out, it was not like it was an uncommon thing, plus he deserved it. All that he had said was true. Well, to some extent at least. He did agree with Riddle on some aspects, at the least, he could not deny that.
Despite that, why would it end up with ALL of the Slytherins glaring at the three of them? He had to admit, if only to himself, it made him feel a little queasy. Slytherins were vastly unpredictable, and therefore dangerous. Dumbledore had suggested that he make friends with them, but Harry just could not do it. It was too painstaking. Gryffindor and Slytherin were ultimate enemies. It would stay that way, likely, forever. And it most certainly was not something Harry would change. All Slytherins were little buggers anyways. They should just be eliminated according to Harry, and even some of the other Gryffindors, okay maybe not eliminated, but still. They are simply risks, and Harry did not like risks.
"No, I've no clue." Harry admitted, because it was true, for the most part. While he had targeted Malfoy back at the Black home, he was not aware that such a thing could potentially bring the entirety of the house on them, though he should have probably considered that a possibility.
"It is a bit odd, is it not? They normally do not show their hatred like this. They normally don't show anything like this, let alone anger and frustration like this, not on such a massive scale." Hermione whispered lowly. She, for one, was not keen on the death glares that they were getting.
"Harry," Fred and George called out as they came up to them after their first set of classes.
"Do you..."
"...Know why..."
"...The Slytherins are..."
"...Acting like we..."
"...killed their favorite..."
"...person?"
"Wait, you are getting death glares too?" Hermione asked in a quiet tone, her tone now leveled with curiosity and interest. It was a puzzle. From what she could gather, neither Fred nor George had done anything to ire either Malfoy or Tom, so there did not seem to be a reason for them to be getting the glares.
"Yes, everyone is getting glares from the Slytherins, even the Hufflepuffs are curious questioning what is going on." Fred said simply.
"So..." George continued
"...Any idea?"
"No," Herminone said with frustration. "We have no clue. Just that they have been glaring at us all day." Hermione said, biting her nails.
"Why don't we just ask?" Ron asked, ready to march over and question them about what was going on, but Hermione grabbed him by the arm before he could go and do something stupid.
"Ron wait." Hermione called. "It is not a wise decision. Think about it for a second before you go running off. If they are glaring at all of us, like that, something had to have happened. If we just confront them, we will probably get hexed, or worse." She said, the only one with enough sense to see the truth of the situation, like usual.
"We just have to figure out what has got them all on a twist." Harry said with a shrug of his shoulders. "Before they do something bad, or drastic."
Which was much more easily said than done. Slytherins had been making vague comments all day like...'How could you do that' or 'thought you were the "good guys"' or 'looks like the lions are worse than the snakes sometimes' and 'we would never do something like that to you'. Not just the Silver Trio either, it was Slytherins of all ages and years, spread out. Even the first years. It was really confusing to all of the Gryffindors, because the comments were made to everyone, not just one specific year. Needless to say, but the end of the day, the entire school was confused, and it was only the first day of classes. The Slytherins effectively had all of the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff students keeping a wide distance away from both the Gryffindors and Slytherins. The teachers could practically taste the tensions in the air, and everyone was waiting for something to blow the bloody hell up. Nobody wanted to be near when it happened.
The entire school was on edge, and everyone could just feel that something awful was going on between Slytherin and Gryffindor, the only problem was, only the Slytherins seemed to know what exactly that awful thing was. All of the Gryffindors were totally at a loss as to what they had done wrong.
At dinner, the Slytherins were, again, in the formation that they had been earlier that day. It was incredibly intimidating to see it. It was showing that the entire house had order and distinction, and support, and loyalty. That they were one. It was crazy because Draco had only used a formation like that a couple of times and it was not as complete as the one that was being put on today. Hermione figured that it would be Tom's influence that had to do with that.
Harry watched as the Slytherins strategically placed themselves at the table, before huddling together and whispering to one another. Nobody could hear a sound coming from that table. Everyone was silent and sole focused on the quartet in the center-Draco Malfoy, Tom Riddle, Pansy Parkinson, and Blaise Zabini. Whatever they were talking about was clearly important. It took several minutes before the Great Hall started to get loud, and even then, most of the students were obsessed and curious at what was going on with the Slytherins. It looked as though they were planning something nefarious. Everyone was worried.
When Hermione thought about it, given the influence that Draco had in Slytherin house, it was possible that their comments against him, and slights over the summer had something to do with the lack of regard and the glares that they were receiving. She hesitated to say it was the case, as there was not much proof, but it was definitely something to think about.
Yet, Hogwarts had not seen anything like that which was about to come.
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Tom Riddle is Here-Hogwarts, Slytherin Side
FanfictionSequel to Voldermort is Gone, Tom Riddle is Here. Tom knows that Draco is his submissive soul- mate. But he cannot claim the boy, not quite yet. But, for some reason, now that they are officially at Hogwarts, draco is getting more and more skittish...