Resorting || Drarry

Slytherin

Harry was pleased when both the Weasley twins were placed in Slytherin and they didn't look surprised either.
"Hey Harry! Nice to see those eyes as green as a fresh prickled toad are finally in some complementing robes!" George said to Harry from down the table.

Harry grinned, at least he would have two  friendly faces in his house. After everyone had been sorted food appeared on the table and everyone digged in. Excluding Harry of course. He just pushed the food on his plate around, because after training his stomach all holidays to live of a few pomegranate slices he felt weird eating a whole meal.
"Potter, why aren't you eating?" Malfoy demanded after seeing how skinny Harry was.
Harry glared at him.
"And why do you care, Malfoy?" Harry asked.
"I normally wouldn't care but you haven't eaten one thing! That's not healthy." Malfoy responded.
"Draco's right Harry. Eat." Blaise instructed.
Harry pushed his plate away with a sly grin.

"Nah."

And didn't eat for the rest of the meal, causing eye rolls from Blaise and Malfoy. Harry looked around the Slytherin students before a sudden realisation hit him.
"Where's Parkison?"Harry asked noticing her absence.
"She got hit by a few jinxed and is in the hospital wing." Blaise said glumly. Harry groaned receiving questioning looks from the two other boys.
"I should of just got you guys to jinx me and I wouldn't have to get resorted!" Harry exclaimed.

After the meal was over everyone rose from their seats and Harry, in tow with Malfoy and Blaise walked towards the dungeon.

"Alright everyone, the password is 'pure blood' but if you are a parseltongue then feel free to hiss or whatever, okay forward in everyone!" The Slytherin prefect ordered.

Everyone walked into the dungeons, new Slytherins looking around at the dungeon. This didn't include Harry as he had unfortunately been here before. Malfoy picked up on this.

"Why aren't you goggling around like everyone else Potter?"

"WhatohuhhhI'vebeenherebefore." Stuttered Harry.

"What was that Mr Stutter?" Malfoy laughed which earned a quizzical look from Harry.

" Uh well in second year - don't laugh - we, Hermione, Ron and I , thought you might be the heir of Slytherin. I know it's dumb shut up! Anyway so we brewed Polyjuice potion and snagged some of Goyle's and Crabbe's hair and turned into them, came down here and asked you about it! You were all like ' no I've told you before GoYlE I don't know who it is' ." Harry said laughing. Draco and Blaise cracked up.

"You bastards! As if you brewed Polyjuice potion in 2nd year!"

"It was Hermione." Harry said with a huge grin.

"Attention Slytherin." Snape started. Harry's face fell, Snape was now his head of house. "Because of the resorting we have rearranged the rooms. They are hanging there." Snape said pointing to the notice board. Harry didn't even get a chance to look but heard a moan from Malfoy which could only mean one thing.

"No way I'm with Potter! Oh and you Blaise that's good but him!" Malfoy whined.

"Great." Harry said sarcasm rolling of his tongue.

The three of them walked towards their dorms.

"Damn." Harry said. The contrast between the Gryffindor and the Slytherin dorms was massive. Green snakes were draped everywhere and the room felt gloomy but still comfortable. Harry started unloading his trunk while Draco had a shower. He pulled out the marauders map and sat it on his bedside table and put his fire bolt in one of the broom stands. After what seemed like hours Draco strolled out of the bathroom looking very presentable.

"Jesus how long do you shower?" Harry asked incredulously.

"I unlike you Potter value my appearance and take good care of it." Draco said.

Harry then jumped into the bathroom and showered in less then five minutes, his hair super messy but in a cute way that said 'I don't care'. Draco and Blaise gasped at him.

"Harry, how does your hair look like that?!" Asked a startled Blaise.

"Like what?" Asked Harry, sure his hair was messy but to him it had been a lot worse. Draco laughed.

"Like you just had sex idiot."

"Damn you guys are dramatic, it's not that bad." Harry said while he ruffled his hair causing it to get even more messy.

"Stop! Jesus Christ, can I at least brush it?"

Harry scowled skeptically at Draco.

"Fine."

Harry sat down on his bed as Draco walked over with a comb and stared to brush it out.

"Night lovebirds." Blaise said laughing. This caused a blush from both boys. After Draco gently brushed his hair he crawled into his own bed.

"Night, Potter."

"Night Ferret."

"Scarhead."