A/N – Hey Everybody! This is my first fic so I'm hoping to get some good feedback in the form of constructive criticism. I know I need It. Hehe. The first chapter will be short because I want to get some reviews before I write the whole thing. Wouldn't want to do that and have everyone thinking my story line was crap, now would I ?
Disclaimers – I own nothing, don't sue me…
Warnings – This story is all about slash!!! If you're homophobic or under 17 I suggest you leave. (Unless you wont tattle to your parents, lol) In later chapters this story will reach its R rating, but for now it's just PG
Chapter 1 = Changes
"Harry, the Sorting's going to start soon. Are you coming?" Ron looked at the raven haired boy staring out the dormitory window.
Keeping his back towards Ron, Harry replied, "I'll be down soon. You go along without me."
"All right then." Ron turned and, casting a glance back at Harry, left the room.
The Boy Who Lived sighed as the door closed behind his friend, and sat down on his bed. He reached under his pillow and pulled out a mirror. The same mirror that Sirus had given him just a few short months earlier. "In case you need to talk to me," he had said. Harry hadn't even opened it until after his Godfather had died. Fallen though a portal to the other side and was just… Gone. And it was all my fault, Harry thought bitterly. But it wouldn't help to dwell on it anymore. He had been though this hundreds of times over the long, lonely summer.
Harry heaved another great sigh and tucked the silver mirror away in his bedside table. His stomach broke through his sad thoughts with a low growl and he chuckled, deciding it was time to go to the Great Hall.
"There you are Harry!" Hermione motioned him over excitedly, pushing back her thick brown hair from her face. "We thought you weren't coming, you've already missed the sorting."
"Well, I'm here now," Harry smiled slightly. His stomach rumbled again as his eyes and nose took in all the delicious sights and smells of the food placed before them. He piled his plate high with roast beef, boiled potatoes, Yorkshire pudding, and all sorts of minted cookies, which he loved. Harry ate and drank with relish, seeing as how this was his first decent meal since school had ended last term.
Last term… Don't think about it. Harry grimaced at the reminder. Pushing all thoughts about the past to the back of his mind, Harry tried to focus on Hermione; who, as usual, was talking about their study habits, or in this case, lack there of.
"Well, all I know is that it wouldn't hurt either of you to do a bit more studying this term." Hermione huffed indignantly when Ron rolled his eyes at her.
"You two…" Harry trailed off, feeling eyes on the back of his neck. He turned slowly and was met with the scrutiny of the infamous Severus Snape. When their eyes locked Harry thought he saw… Something, flash across Snape's hard face. But in the next instant it was replaced with the same unjustified contempt as always. Harry shivered slightly under Snape's gaze and turned back towards his friends, ignoring the man behind him.
Something about him was different…
Snape was staring at the back of Potter's head and pondering the changes in the boy. And also wondering why he cared or had even noticed in the first place.
Of course the boy had grown taller, and, by the looks of it, gained some muscle tone too. He was still quite lean, but in a good way. His black hair was the same; untamable and streaked with blue in the enchanted moonlight of the Hall. But it was something else. He was different. He moved differently, and seemed to take in the things people said and think before he spoke. He had changed quite a bit, Potter did.
Admittedly, the events of last term were enough to change anyone, but Snape hadn't thought Potter would change this much. Again, why do I care ? Snape quickly dismissed the disturbing question and Harry Potter from his mind.
A/N – Ok, in the beginning I had planned to write another page or two, but, as I said, I wanted to see if anyone thought this story was worth finishing before I wasted my time. I know its not much to decide on, but I promise if you like it so far it will get 20 times better. (I'm planning on having some slash sex if that does anything for you…) So please, can I get some reviews?
P.S. – This is the slightly revised version of 'Changes.' I was made aware of a few grammatical errors and decided to change them. 'Hard Decisions' has been revised too. Some of my dialogue was out of character. Ch. 3 up soon!
- Thanks for reading; hope you enjoy this story!