Chapter V -Dark Lord's Protection-

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Chapter V

–Dark Lord's Protection–

Thursday, 2 September 1971

CEP's POV

" 'Morning, you."

Harry smiled as Ron sat by his side and started serving himself.

"Good morning, you, back." He replied. "You do know this isn't Gryffindor's House table, right?"

Ron sent Harry a 'duh' face, before signalling with his head towards the rest of the Slytherins looking down at him.

"I feel as welcomed here as you did at your former relatives... didn't your cousin mention that Slytherins don't show what they are really thinking?"

Harry snorted.

"Most of them forgot that lesson long ago." He argued. "How's Gryffindor?"

Ron shrugged.

"Cosy." He replied, starting to eat.

Harry smiled and served himself as well. As the two ate they watched as Professor Slughorn started to distribute the timetables.

"Miss Prewett, what are you doing here?"

"Eating."

"But it's the Slytherin's House table."

"Is there any law that forbids me from sitting beside my best friend?"

The blond and fat Professor looked from one to the other before he finally smiled.

"Of course not. I'm just not used to have Gryffindors and Slytherins sitting together."

Ron shrugged.

"We're practically siblings. No way I'll let a House stand between us."

Harry smiled at Ron, who grinned back. Professor Slughorn gave Harry his timetable.

"I'll ask the Gryffindor's Head of House for your schedule in a minute, Miss Prewett."

Harry watched the Professor continue down the table.

"I'll never get used to that title."

"You and me both." Ron agreed.

"I do have to say: Prewett did you some good." A female voice stated.

Harry turned with a smile as Hermione sat at his other side.

"How so?" Ron wondered.

"You finally learnt eating manners."

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