Slytherin's Touch

Chapter 10: Moment of Peace

Italic is French

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Knocking.

That was the sound that Harley woke up to, loud and annoying knocking. She checks the time and groans, it was only half past five. Dragging herself from her bed, she stomps to the door and yanks it open. "What?"

It was Pansy in full Slytherin uniform. She scans Harley up and down then leaves. Harley stares at the blank space Pansy occupied earlier before letting out a loud groan and shutting the door.

She was about to go back to her bed when she hears another knock. Hatley cursed beneath her bed and throws the door open. "Parkinson, if you're just going to stare at me and leave like you did earlier, I will slam this door so fast, you-"

Pansy rolls her eyes and shoves the bundle of clothes into Harley's arms. She pushes past the puzzled Slytherin and makes herself comfortable on Harley's bed. "Well?"

Harley closes the door behind her, and narrows her eyes at the other Slytherin. "Well, what?"

Pansy rolls her eyes, "You have the proper uniform now, get dressed"

"Parkinson, it's 5:30 in the morning what do you mean get dressed?" Harley hissed, before taking a bundle Pansy dumped in her arms. "And where'd you get this uniform?"

"Draco," Pansy leans back to lie down on the bed. "He has an extra set, I'd give you mine but I already lost both sets last week, and second, Slytherins always come early for breakfast, you don't wanna get left alone in the Great Hall with no professors"

Harley was confused at first and then she remembers the additional rules Slytherins had. She sighs tiredly and drags her feet to her closet to grab the missing underwear, skirt, and blouse before entering her bathroom.

She couldn't believe this was happening to her, waking up five in the morning to eat breakfast. Sure, this wasn't the first time she's woken up this early, after all this was usually the time she woke up with the Dursleys. But still, she's never woken up this early in Hogwarts.

And after yesterday night, she was tired. Hours of scanning through the books Draco had about dragons before finally facing the reality that there was little she could do without permanently hurting the dragon she would face. So she was only left with one option, using Parseltongue to speak to the dragon.

It was dangerous and untested but that was her only option. Well, that, and using a spell that can permanently blind a dragon but no way in hell was she going to use that to the poor creature. Even if the said creature could cook her alive with one breath.

Harley groans, what on earth did she do to deserve this? She just wanted one year, one year where she wasn't constantly getting pulled into trouble. One year, was that too much to ask?!

Apparently it was because now she was getting forced to play in a death-defying tournament. Seriously, could this year get any worse? The only upside to this whole nightmare was Draco and her new dorm, more specifically the bathroom. It even a bathtub in it, she couldn't wait to try that out later.

Slipping on her clothes, Harley resists the urge to smell the vest and cloak she wore and leaves her bathroom. "Happy now, Parkinson?"

Pansy gives her a shit-eating grin. "Very, now come on, the others are waiting for us" She pulls open the door and makes a hand gesture to Harley as if to say 'after you'.

Harley sighs but still complies, she leaves her room and pulls herself up the staircase with Pansy trailing behind her. She stiffens her yawn behind her wrist and waves at Draco and his friends that were apparently waiting for her and Pansy. "Good morning"