This is a new idea I have had for a fanfiction. I've seen other versions of this and I've decided to do my own, because I didn't really get the others and the one that I like doesn't get updated as often as I'd like. Also, for the people who were reading Harry Potter Chat Room, I am sorry, but this jack ass PMed me and said that the story was a violation of FF Guidelines and that it would eventually be taken down and we'd be blocked from fanfiction if something didn't happen. I am so sorry for the inconvience. Also, as I know there are other stories like this one where Harry gets put back into Slytherin, this is NOT like them so it's not a violation of fanfiction's guidelines. I'm pissed off and I am sorry. Like I have stated on my profile, it will be going up as a different story and without the chat room. If you still want the chat room PM me and it can be put up on deviantART. Again I am sorry.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. If I did, it would have excessive amounts of Drarry.

"In three words I can sum up everything I've learnt

about life: it goes on."

-Robert Frost

Harry looked out the window of Hogwarts Express. He was coming back for his final year at Hogwarts, making up for last year when he was out looking for Horcruxes with Hermione and Ron. He didn't know why he was being called back to school a day early, didn't he have to be on the train and inform the Prefects of what they had to do? Harry mumbled and looked down at his Head Boy badge. He sighed; it was probably given to him because he was the "Savoir of the Wizarding World" but at least he was Head Boy like his dad was right? Harry shook his head, which was not a good reason to be happy with the special treatment. Though, McGonagall was Headmistress so it was possible that he was picked because she saw him fit. He'd known McGonagall for nearly eight years, she wouldn't pick him to be Head Boy because he saved the Wizarding world. But that didn't erase the fact that he had a really bad feeling about going back early. The only thing that made it slightly better was that Hermione, who was Head Girl, was here with him too. But that still begged the unanswered question, who was going to tell the Prefects their duties, since that was one of the jobs of the Head Boy and Girl. Unless McGonagall had something up her sleeve, and knowing her, she probably did. Harry sighed again. He really didn't have a good feeling about this. You know that feeling in the pit of your stomach when you know something terrible is going to happen but you don't know what it is? Yeah, that's what he was feeling right now. Accept it was magnified by ten. "Harry," Hermione said with a reassuring smile, "whatever it is I'm sure it's not that bad."

"I know Mione I know. It's just I can't help feeling…" Harry replied still looking outside the window.

"Like something bad is going to happen?" Harry nodded in reply, "Don't worry Harry. Whatever it is, I'm sure it's going to be fine."

A few hours later they were sitting in a carriage being pulled by the Thestrals. Harry's gut wrenching feeling maximized by twenty and he wanted to throw up. He was starting to get nervous. Funny how the Boy Who Lived is getting nervous over some petty little thing for school; when just last year he defeated Voldemort. If Malfoy was here now he'd have a field day. Harry took in a huge breath of air. Malfoy. The boy he was supposed to hate, but the boy he secretly had a crush on since sixth year. He groaned. This year was going to be hell. Maybe he could suggest they get over their petty little issues and actually try and become friends. After all, Malfoy did save him and he returned the favor. Still, he doubted they'd be able to mend their broken ways. It was useless. Harry had taken everything from him during the war. Especially his wand. Harry gasped. Malfoy's wand. He reached down into his pocket. He'd gotten a new one before school started and planned on giving Malfoy his wand back, but he doubted the Hawthorn would work for its original master. Maybe, just maybe Malfoy had gotten a new one? He thought, but he doubted it. Malfoy was too much of a prick to get a new one. "Harry, are you thinking of him again?" Hermione said with that all knowing look on her face.

"Yeah…" Harry said looking sheepish and looked away.

Hermione was the only one who knew that he had a crush on the pale blonde. He would tell Ron, but he had a feeling the other would overreact. He had a problem with that. Hermione was working on taming it, but Harry doubted his ways with overreacting would end. Don't get Harry wrong, he loved Ron he really did, the bloke just needed to take a chill pill here and there.

Harry and the others, a Slytherin, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Hermione to be exact, walked into the Hogwarts, they were greeted by the ever so pleasant Headmistress McGonagall. "If you'll please follow me to the Great Hall." She turned on her heal and walked in said direction.

Harry still had a bad feeling about what was going to transpire, and his bad feeling was justified when he saw the Sorting Hat sitting at its perch. Harry groaned internally. He didn't have a good feeling about this. "In order to have inter house mutiny, we selected the few of you that were to be sorted into a different house your first year. The Sorting Hat will place you in the house you were supposed to be in and tomorrow, you will be placed into that house."

If Harry were to look in the mirror, his reflection would be that of a deer in headlights. He was going into Slytherin. This wasn't good. He hadn't told anyone that he was supposed to be in Slytherin. Ron was going to flip out. The only good thing about this whole thing was that he was Head Boy, so he didn't have to spend all his time with the Slytherins, but he doubted that the Gryffindors would want to spend time with him either, considering that he was now, in a matter of speaking, in the snake pit. The Slytherin was called first, and was sorted into Hufflepuff. The Hufflepuff was placed in Gryffindor. Hermione was of course, placed in Ravenclaw. And the Ravenclaw surprisingly stayed in Ravenclaw. Then came Harry's turn. He walked up slowly to the seat slowly. He was worried. Well, well, well. The Sorting Hat said. I still think you'd do great in Slytherin you know... Harry nodded Well, you're not asking to stay in Gryffindor… better be "SLYTHERIN!" The Sorting Hat yelled and Harry moaned. Everyone who was there gasped. Harry bent his head down and walked over to the Gryffindor table, where there was a plate of food for both him and Hermione. "You didn't tell me you were supposed to be in Slytherin Harry…" Hermione said nervously.

"I didn't tell anyone. The only one who knew was Dumbledore. He said the Sorting Hat saw the connection between Voldemort and me." Harry looked down at his plate, "what is everyone going to say? I can see it now, people will walk in excited to see the Savoir of the Wizarding World and McGonagall will make her speech and everyone will gasp.

"Harry Potter was supposed to be in Slytherin?" Harry dropped his head down on the table and groaned.

"It could be worse. You could be the Slytherin kid. He's in Hufflepuff now…"

"That makes it feel loads better Mione…"

"You were put into Gryffindor for a reason Harry. Don't worry; you're not like the other Slytherins…"

"Yeah I asked it not to put me into Slytherin. That's why I was put into Gryffindor. Ron's going to flip."

"Don't worry about him Harry. He'll get over it. Besides, I'm in a different house too…"

"You're in Ravenclaw! Not that it wasn't to be expected… but still. Ron's going to boast that his girlfriend is now in Ravenclaw. And his best mate is in Slytherin…"

"Don't worry Harry! It'll be okay…"

"The worst part is what am I going to do about quidditch? I can't just take Malfoy's spot on the team can I?" Harry paused, "You know what. I'm not going to play quidditch."

"What do you mean Harry?"

"Malfoy is the Slytherin seeker. Unless he doesn't want to play any more I'm not going to play. I've taken enough away from him during the war. I can't really take his spot on the team can I?"

"That's very noble of you Harry…"

"Also, I think a year off from quidditch will do me good. This may sound weird coming from me, but I want to focus on my studies you know?"

"I understand Harry. I think that's a very good idea."

"Thanks Mione."

They walked to the Head Boy and Girl room and went their separate ways. Harry dreading what tomorrow would bring. He drifted off into a dreamless sleep. When he woke up the next day he felt like he hadn't slept at all. When he looked at his robes, there were no longer Gryffindor red and gold but Slytherin green and silver. He groaned for what seemed like the thousandth time. Today was about to get interesting.

So there it is, tell me what you think and maybe much like the other one it will get updated everyday, maybe every other day. I don't know yet. Please review. Flames are welcome and if you hate me for taking down Harry Potter Chat Room, I understand. Again, I am sorry.

EnglandPoland with an apology cake. :'(