His Name is Harry

chapter 4

"Harry over here!"

Harry looked over his shoulder, face breaking out into a big grin when he saw Hermione and Draco waving at him, he quickly bounced over, by his side, carrying his trunk on his shoulder was Fenrir, in his wolf form was Remus.

They found a compartment and once they were settled, the train started moving.

"So Harry are you nervous about what house you'll be in?" Hermione asked.

"A little" Harry confessed, "Papa, Mama, and Dad said they wouldn't care what house I'm in, but I know they want me to be in Slytherin"

"I'm sure they'll be happy in whatever house you end up in" Hermione reassured.

"Even Gryffindor?"

"Um…..."

When they arrived and disembarked, Harry fell in line with the first years, looking back at Fenrir and Remus who told him that they would met up with him later after the Welcoming Feast, he gave a wave back at them. Grinning when Remus waved, and Fenrir yawned.

He then climbed into the boat.

When the first years came into the hall, Severus's eyes instant sought out his son, feeling relief when he saw the familiar unruly black hair, he barely listened to Minerva as she welcomed the first years, or the Sorting Hat's song. When it was time for the sorting Severus waited in anticipation for Harry's name though to anyone else it would look like he was just staring blankly.

"Harry Potter!" Minerva called.

There were gasps, and whispers, as every pair of eyes locked onto the Dark Lord's Heir as he made his way up to the stool. The moment he sat on the stool and the hat was placed on his head, there was silence.

"Slytherin!"

The Slytherin table cheered, while the others gave polite claps relief on their faces, next to the Potion's Master, Sirius groaned.

"Oh don't look so smug, you bastard" Sirius grumbled.

Severus smirked.

Harry went over to the table and sat between Draco and Blaise and watched the other students be sorted, once everyone was sorted, Minerva said a few words and the feast began. Harry piled his plate with found, half-listening to the conversation around him as he ate, excitement rushing through him.

He was here, finally here in Hogwarts!

Sure he had been nervous and didn't want to leave his Mom and the manor, but now that he was here, he couldn't remember why he was nervous in the first place, and realized that perhaps he had been a bit silly to worry about dreams.

After the feast, Harry followed Draco to his room.

"We'll be rooming together" Draco said, as they entered the room.

"And whose's idea was that?" Harry asked as he looked around, "Mom, Daddy, Sirius or Papa?"

"The Headmistress actually"

Harry blinked at his brother in surprise, "Really?"

Draco shrugged, yelping when he was suddenly tackled by a large sandy brown Werewolf.