*Please note throughout the Prologue and Part One (year one) there are some chapters that may or may not be from the original Author and Book; Twins: A Different Life By Jessiikaa15, on Fanfiction.net.*

Harry found his name on the first years plaque on the first door in as per custom. All the first year boys were inside and on a bed leaving only one free, Harry moved over to the bed nearest the fake window, unshrinking his trunk with a wave of his hand and snapping his fingers to pull out his night wear. He still slept in the blue tunic he had stolen from Godric over black sleep trousers he had bought when he went shopping, so he vanishing in to the bathroom to prepare for bed, unaware of the stunned looks he received from his dorm mates.

"Did anyone else see that?" Theo was the first to ask, breaking their silence.

"He used wandless magic," Blaise confirmed.

"He doesn't like to use his wand, apparently." Draco told them, "I heard so on the train from his twin."

"He doesn't like to use it?" Blaise repeated, "So he just doesn't? Wandless magic is almost impossible."

"I couldn't tell you." Draco admitted, "Before the summer when I first saw him in Madam Malkins, I didn't even know he existed."

Harry emerged from the bathroom changed, dropping down on to his bed with a muted sigh.

"I'm surprised to see you back, Dumbledore..." Draco trailed off, not needing to say exactly what Harry's experience might be. Harry flashed him a grin.

"The hat refused to put me anywhere else so they had to leave me here." Harry told him, very pleased.

"I bet Dumbledore loved that." Theo muttered and Harry looked over at him with a smirk.

"I would say he was delighted, it was really emphasized when he shouted at Julius."

They shared a laugh at that and Harry leaned back against his headboard. "Do any of you have an aversion to snakes?"

They all shook their heads and Harry nodded, moving Spero from his arm on to his bedpost, casting a warming charm on the whole frame for her comfort.

"You have a pet snake?" Blaise exclaimed, "Is that safe."

"Spero is harmless," Harry assured, and them he tilted his head, "Unless you all decide to attack me. Then I make no promises."

They seemed to accept his word for now, casting a cautious eye on the serpent before continuing their own nightly rituals. Harry got under the covers and closed his hangings for the night, he felt a hundred times better than he had since he had returned to his own world and, that night, he fell asleep easily, looking forward to the coming school year.

It was going to be fun.

Harry was awake, dressed and on his second book by the time the rest of the boys even stirred, he was used to getting up early and it was only on a rare occasion he stayed in bed. Harry had his school bag packed with all his lesson books and his chosen extras ready to go, he knew there was a strong possibility he was going to be bored in class, but Merlin had told him it enabled him to do other things with his time.

He would be able to gain connections, work on separate projects and try and sort through the whole dark and light issues in the current time. He cast a tempus and rose to his feet, it was approaching the time where the prefects would be leading them up to the Great Hall so Harry went back in to the dorm to tell Spero not to get caught and to make sure the rest of the boys were up and at least getting ready. Slytherin was a united front after all.

"How in Merlin's are you ready already?" Draco exclaimed.

"I've been reading for like 2 hours." Harry said with a shrug, "Now if you want to eat hurry up." Harry stroked Spero before leaving the scurrying pre-teens in favor for his books.

Draco was the first to immerge, looking slightly disgruntled but his attire was impeccable and he was ready to go for the day. Some of the girls had arrived by that point, and they were milling around the common room waiting for the prefects. Crabbe and Goyle were the last people to arrive, just in time because two prefects came down and nodded to them.

"This will only happen today unless you believe you will have difficulty finding your own way to the Great Hall." The male prefect told them. "If you do have problems, speak with one of us, and if you cannot find up speak to Professor Snape who will pass on the message to us."

They were taking the long way to the Great Hall, much to Harry's aggravation, and so he went his own way, the quicker way of getting to the Hall. Once there Harry helped himself to breakfast, waiting for his timetable to be handed out and striking up conversations with Draco about what classes the other was looking forward to.

Harry took his timetable happily when Professor Snape came around to hand the out, though his mood was slightly diminished when he realized he wouldn't have Potions until the following Friday.

"Shall we go to Charms?" Theodore asked and they nodded. The entire first year rose and left together, getting nods of approval from the older years. They had a basic map on the back of their timetables, but Harry noted that it was the long way again to the classroom and they would be there only just in time; not a way he wanted to start his first day of school.

Harry then went his own way again, walking up the first flight of stairs and then turning left instead of continuing up. Going through a portrait of a man who was making his cutlery and crockery dance. He moved through the sloping corridor quickly and came to an apparent blank wall, Harry tapped the top left corner and it swung open, bringing him out on the Charms corridor. Being the first to arrive.

"How could you have possibly gotten here before us?" Draco demanded and Harry smirked.

"I'm just that good." Harry stated. Realizing that they were not going to get anything else out of him, they all slipping on their masks and waited for the rest of Ravenclaw House to arrive. Harry noted that the other House didn't seem to have the same rules as Slytherin, because they were going individually or in pairs.

The Professor was the tiny Flitwick, Harry surmised that he was part Goblin, who took the register and started right on with his lecture. Harry was disappointed, but unsurprising, when Flitwick started with the basics of Charms, including the twelve wand movements, none of which Harry used himself and it made him sigh when he realized he would have to actively use his wand.

How tiring.

It wasn't a bad class, but Harry understood more how advanced he was and how different the teaching was these days. The Slytherins looked at Harry when the class was over and he was only too happy to lead them to Transfiguration. They were early with Harry's shortcut so they waited for the Gryffindors to arrive, and when they did they were loud and rowdy and disorganized. Each and every Slytherin held perfect posture and expression, not even deeming the Lions worthy of their disdain, and entered the classroom silently.

Professor McGonagall was strict and precise and Harry felt that Row would appreciate her teaching style, she turned her desk in to a pig and back with mere flicks of her wand and Harry was quite impressed; she didn't even look like she focused on it at all.

She gave a brief lecture before handing out matches and instructing the class on how they were to turn it to a needle, putting them right to work. Harry's match became a perfect needle instantly, gaining him ten points to Slytherin much to the Gryffindors ire and Slytherin pleasure. His sister, who he had thankfully not seen since the sorting, looked particularly irate and Harry was not surprised that she stopped him on the way down to lunch.

"You think you're so good, don't you?" She spat at him, "You don't even care."

Harry raised an eyebrow at her, declining to answer and that seemed to annoy her even more.

"You were just welcomed back in to our family, in to House Potter, and then you go and dishonor it. Becoming a slimy Slytherin and then not even getting resorted."

"Yes, I was just welcomed back. I was welcomed back when I shouldn't have needed to be in the first place, because I shouldn't have been sent away." Harry drawled and Evangeline sneered.

"You are so obviously jealous." She stated, "You can't have everything I have so you're trying to bring me down, trying to show me up. But it won't work, I'm loved and famous, I'm the Girl-Who-Lived and you are no one."

"Trying to show you up? Circe, your ego keeps growing by the day." Harry said incredulously, "I don't care about you and even if I did I wouldn't need to try and show you up. You do a wonderful job of that without my help."

"Just you wait, daddy is so angry with you and you're going to be in so much trouble."

"Seeing as I am in dads favorite right now go right ahead." Harry replied coldly, turning and walking away, feeling rather than seeing the rest of his Slytherin year forming a protective half circle around him. He very nearly groaned out loud when he saw Dumbledore heading in his direction, and Harry was about to make a break for it in the opposite direction when he was caught by the door. Harry ducked through the door to the Great Hall feeling the Slytherins follow behind.