Harry POV

I quickly walked out of the Great Hall, not really paying attention to all the stares. Only one was really getting to me, and that's because it was causing my scar to itch. 'What on earth is his problem now? He has been sitting there, not talking to anyone the entire time. Unless he heard what I said. That is entirely possible, with Voldemort's better hearing abilities.' Ignoring the itch, I continued to walk away. A few minutes later, I realized someone had followed me out.

"Harry! Harry, wait up!" I groaned, speeding up my pace. Where I am going in order to get away from him, I am not really sure. All that matters is to avoid his questions.

"Damn it Harry, stop running from me!" Draco called out again, sounding slightly worn out. Deciding that I might as well get this over with, I abruptly stopped. I didn't realize Draco was so close to me that the sudden impact of him colliding with my back nearly had us falling to the ground.

"About bloody time." Draco sighed, catching his breath. I figured he would step out of my personal space, unfortunately he didn't, "we won't ask any can explain why you wont eat when you are ready to to talk. But...we...I'm here if you need someone. Okay, Harry?" I felt Draco wrap his arms around me, his hands settling on my stomach, and automatically tensed.

"Draco, what? Please let go of me." Draco's forehead rested on my back, between my shoulder blades, the contact not something I'm used to having.

"No. It's not like anyone comes down this way, it's a deserted hallway. Why do you always tense up like this when someone touches you?" I simply stood there, not wanting to reply. Draco sighs, but says nothing else. We ended up standing like that for nearly five minutes before I relaxed in the embrace. It wasn't until another five minutes after that, that we realized we have three minutes to get to class. Removing him from my person, I grinned at Draco's small blush, before we made a mad dash to History of Magic.

"This class is borrringg." I rolled my eyes at Draco's whispered wine. I am rather glad I memorized the first year books, as there is no need to pay attention to what Binns is droning on about.

"Maybe, but we wouldn't want to ruin your Slytherin image now would we? Pay attention, Draco." I nearly smiled at the small groan he gave at my response, and continued what I was doing. What am I doing? Drawing a nice picture of the Stone, of course. I am lucky enough to have come across some red colored ink earlier.

"What are you doing, Harry?" Blaise asked, looking over at my paper. I had finished drawing the stone and now in the process of coloring it in.

"Drawing."

"Shouldn't you be paying attention, like you told Draco to?" I could easily hear the grin in his voice, though his expression gave nothing away.

"No, I already read this chapter."

"Wait, when? You have been with us nearly the entire time." I wanted to smile at his confusion and curiosity.

"Last night when you went to bed." A lie, of course, but it won't be the first or the last that I tell them.

"Hmm." was his only response, before going back to his notes. The rest of the class went on rather silently, and I managed to finish the drawing and let it dry before the bell rang.

On our way to potions, we went by a rather familiar group, only there was a slight change in who is in it. We were nearly to the dungeons, before we were stopped.

"Oh, look, it's the slimy snakes!" Ron Weasley spoke harshly, in a tone he hoped would hurt one of us. Unfortunately for him, the only one riled up was Draco, whom we forcibly dragged to the room despite all his struggling.

"Let me go! That stupid, worthless weasel has it coming!" Draco growled out, hoping to dislodge himself from our grip.

"No, we can't have you fighting and losing us points on the first day of class." Blaise growled, helping me sit Draco into a seat, which we promptly used a sticking charm to stick him to. I also took his wand as a precaution. Weasley, and surprisingly Neville Longbottom waltzed in a few moments later. Weasley acting as though he owned the place. Thankfully, just as he was about to make another stupid remark towards us, Severus stomped into the room in all his billowing robe glory. 'That really does look cool, though.'

I watched as Severus slowly looked over everyone in the class, his gaze pausing on me, before continuing on. I rather half expected the same thing that happened the last first potions class I had with him, but nothing happened. Nothing at all, actually. 'Probably doesn't need to keep up the act since I am in Slytherin this time.' In the end, potions class went on with no problem, and no points being taken away because of me. Though, Gryffindor lost nearly 50 points because of Weasley. Before long, class was over, and Severus was ordering everyone out of his classroom.

"Potter, you stay." was different, and not entirely expected. I simply shrugged, and waved the others ahead of me. Walking down to stand in front of his desk, we waited until the room was completely empty. With a wave of his wand, Snape shut and locked the doors, adding a silencing charm.

"Welcome, Harry, to the house of Slytherin. I warn you to be very careful. Dumbledore will try and sway you back to his side by any means necessary."

"Oh, thank you, Severus, and I know. He's already tried using compulsion charms on me." I gave him a small, tight, smile, as Severus narrowed his eyes.

"He did what?"

"He tried to use compulsion charms on me, to talk me into resorting." I shrugged.

"How on earth did you manage to deflect them?" This time, his eyes shown with slight curiosity.

"I made runes over summer break, just in case an angry student attacked, or poisoned me."

"Let me see them." Severus held his hand out, the long fingers stained from years of potion making. If looking close enough, I could see little scars from knives. I reached under my shirt, and pulled my hidden necklace over my head, silently canceling the concealing charm before it was completely out in the open. The rune was a rather simple one, for basic protection from hexes, and charms. It's engraved in a polished, light brown, stone I found in a store over the summer, and hangs on a string of dark leather. The stone is about the size of a quarter, and half an inch thick. After placing it gently in Severus' palm, I paused.

'Should I really show him the other one as well? After all, it is slightly more advanced in preventing potions from harming me.' The small raise of his eyebrow rather decided for me, so I again canceled the concealing charm before unclipping the bracelet from my wrist. As this one is more advanced, it consists of two runes, next to each other. I used an orange gem that was shaped to be two inches long and one inch wide, and in a slight arch so it would form around my wrist better. The gem is connected to a thin gold chain, and the clip is also gold. 'The third one I have, on my other wrist, is something I won't be showing to anyone anytime soon. If I do, it will make them more suspicious of me than they should be.'

The third one is a piece of pure black dragonhide leather. It is about 2 ½ inches thick and goes all the way around my wrist. The runes take up one half of the bracelet, and they block any advanced spell, both dark and light. Of course, I don't really need these runes as I am capable at deflecting spells and dodging them, but I can never be too careful.

"These are very well made, Harry" Severus spoke softly, running his fingers over the markings.

"Thank you. Those are the first two successful ones I made, after having many others blow up in my face." 'not really a lie, I suppose.'

"Hmm." he handed them back, and I swiftly put them back on, "I would like to make a request, Harry."

"Oh? What would that be?"

"I would like you to make some runes for both Draco and myself." His tone rather sincere, as he looked up at me.

"Alright, I can do that. But I will need to know what you will need. I was planning on making some for Draco, anyways." I retrieved the runes, placing them back in their respective places, along with the concealment charms.

"I would like protection from poison, and one for healing, for both Draco and I. Then I would like one to protect Draco from Legilimency as he is still not the greatest at Occlumency."

"That should be easy enough to make." 'I can get all the materials from the Room of Requirement.'

"Bring them to me after class when you have finished them."

"Of course."

"Oh and Harry?" Severus spoke, before I could turn to leave the room.

"Yeah?"

"If you have any problems with school work or other students, let me know."

"I will, don't worry." I gave a small smile, before exiting the room, already making a mental list of what I will need for the runes.

A week later found me once again standing in front of Severus after potions class. It was easier than I expected to make the runes, even though it cost me a few nights of no sleep. I think that Draco had noticed that I would leave the room in the middle of the night and not return until an hour before breakfast. I had managed to calm him by saying I was helping Severus with something though I don't think he entirely believed me.

"Thank you, Harry. If there is anything you wish of me in turn, you may ask. I will give these to Draco after dinner" Severus took the offered rune necklaces/bracelets and placed them in his desk drawer. 'Anything I wish in turn of the runes? There are many things I could ask of him.'

"Well, since you offered, I must request that you tell no one who made those runes. I also have a second request," I nearly grinned, seeing him raise an eyebrow, "I did make five of them after all. I need to get this parchment to Quirrell." pulling out the paper with the drawing of a stone, I handed it over to him.

"Fine, I will have it to him by sundown tonight. I also wasn't planning to tell anyone who made the runes, let alone about their existence. You may go, you are very late to charms now." Snape huffed out, handing me a tardy slip, and I calmly walked from his classroom.

Handing the tardy note to Flitwick, I took my seat beside Draco.

"Where were you? The class is almost half over now, Harry." Draco whispered as soon as I sat down.

"I fell asleep in the library. Quirrell woke me up and gave me a pass" was my response before turning my attention back to the lesson.

"Now we will be learning a heating charm this week. In front of each of you I have placed a cup of tea. We went over the theory, wand movement and incantation yesterday. Please begin." by the time he was done talking I had already gotten lost in my thoughts. I knew what we were doing so I had no need to really listen. Taking out my wand, I glanced down at the cup of tea and with a simple wave of my wand and a murmur of the incantation, I warmed the liquid. A few moments later I realized I was being gaped at so I glanced up.

"What has you all flustered, Draco?" I questioned.

"You just did that charm like it was a piece of cake. Bloody hell how did you do that?" Draco continued to gape.

"If you keep gaping like that, someone is going to notice." his mouth immediately shut but he didn't stop looking at me for an answer so I continued talking, "I just practice a lot is all. Just imagine the tea is already warm when you cast the spell." Draco nodded, before going back to his own cup of tea. After three more tries he finally managed to get it right.