Resorting of Gryffindor

The next morning went around as usual. Harry finished dressing in his Slytherin uniform and had his hair done by Draco, then the two headed to breakfast.

Harry had heard from Ron that the Daily Prophet was realizing again to Hogwarts, so that morning they would get a newspaper.

Everyone sat down and the owls flew in through the window and dropped bundles and papers. A Daily Prophet dropped down on Harry's lap, and he opened it up.

On the front page he saw a picture of him and Graham at the pub. He was expecting a heading along the lines of 'HARRY POTTER IS GAY?', but instead the headline read:

HARRY POTTER RESORTED INTO SLYTHERIN

Harry certainly felt better about the picture now. He skimmed through the article and was relieved to find no mention of his sexuality. He looked through the rest of the paper and didn't find anything too bad. There was a subarticle on some failed death eater attacks, but that seemed to be the worst thing happening. He was glad that Rita Skeeter wasn't writing anymore. She lost all illegitimacy after Voldemort surfaced and everything Harry warned about came true.

He folded the paper up and put it on the table.

"Hey Harry." Blaise asked. He pointed to the paper. "I didn't know you were in Slytherin." He joked.

"I didn't know as well. I guess we all find out things about ourselves." Harry laughed. Draco couldn't help but laugh quietly as well. He read the newspaper. It was still filled with garbage exploits, but it was more positive now that the war ended.

Harry traveled over to the Hufflepuff table and found Ron.

"Mate." Harry said. He leaned down in Ron's ear.

"Do you still have the leaf?" He asked. Ron nodded.

"Great. I figured out how to get the untouched dew. So we can have that ready." Harry told him. He asked Hermione and she also had the leaf still.

He had been searching through books and he found the correct ingredients list for the potion.

Harry started walking to Potions, and he climbed up the tower.

As he climbed up the tower, he felt like he was being watched. He pulled his hand out and walked quietly up the steps.

He froze when he heard a step from above him. He could feel tension. He heard another step, and then he recognized it as multiple feet, and they were waiting for something.

Harry took his chances and he raced down the steps. He heard the group of feet race after him. As Harry ran down the stairs he looked behind himself. He saw a black robe fly out from the side, and his head snapped back to the stairs.

As he ran down the stairs, his foot got caught in robe, and he tripped.

He held his wand close to his body so it wouldn't snap, and he tucked his head into himself as he tumbled down the stairs.

He finally stopped and jumped back up. He was running down a little slower now, and the people behind him were catching up.

He put his wand behind himself and he shot a stun spell. Sadly it only hit the wall.

He was near the end of the tower, when he tripped but caught himself. It was all the people behind him needed to advance on him. They grabbed him by the back of his clothes and pushed him down.

He tumbled the rest of way down the stairs and found himself on the ground in the middle of the hallway.

He turned over and looked at the staircase.