Hello = Parseltongue

'Hello' = Thoughts

"Hello"= Normal conversation

(Hello) = Interruption in a conversation

This story is part beta'd. Lol

Summary: Harry Potter, abandoned by his friends and the one he loves, seeks revenge against the corrupt wizarding world after his godfather's death, joined by a highly flirtatious snake. What will happen?

(This is a new project i had on my mind for quite some time.)

Chapter 1: Someone new

In a dark, poorly designed room sat one Harry Potter. A dark cloud of depression could be seen hanging above his head. His eyes were blood shot from a night full of crying and nightmares. It was still pretty early, but his dreams were filled with dead godfathers and friends. He was sitting on his bed, looking blankly into nothingness. After his godfather's death, and the constant manupilating and interfering Headmaster, who was quite frankly starting to give Harry murderous thoughts, he was re-thinking his life. He tried to recall a good moment, but failed miserably. Once good memories, filled with happyness and joy, were now replaced with anger and hate. Just yesterday Harry received a letter from Ron, announcing that he and Hermoine finally hooked up.

He knew he should be happy for the both of them, but after being four years in love with Hermoine, who was now dating the quick Jealous bitch Ronald Weasley, he couldn't give them support. Only snide remarks would probably emerge from his mouth.

He actually started to despise them, in his moment of grief they decided to abandon him, leaving him in a dark corner dying from his own sadness. Dark thoughts overtook his mind, but he punched them quickly away, not wanting to welcome them. The anger was replaced by the feeling of lonely-ness, and with that feeling, he fell in a deep dreamless sleep, like the higher beings finally gave him a break on the nightmares.

His peaceful sleep was however cut of short when his obese uncle rammed on the door. "Wake up boy! It is 6 in the morning, and i have to leave for work soon, so start making some breakfast!"

Of course his relatives couldn't care less about his situation, and were as abusive as ever. Even though members of the order were stationed around the house, it still frequently happened. But the worst of all was his aunt. That bloody horse face was very good at emotionally abusing him. He often had trouble to keep his calm. he might just lash out and remove that sneer from her ugly face. He mumbled some cursewords about whale's and climbed out of his second-hand bed, which was quite unstable, ready to collapse. If one looked Harry Potter in the eyes, you could not find any emotion, like there was no life left in them. Ever since Voldemort possesed him at the ministry he was feeling different. More confident. More hatefull.

He quickly slid on some clothes and hurried down the stairs, which were very fragile. The cause of that was his whale nephew.

"Hurry up boy! I don't have all day!" His uncle roared from the living room, and Harry slowly walked through the door, heading towards the kitchen. "Extra bacon for dudley, he is going to have a long day with his friends at that new entertainment park, and we wouldn't want him underfed, do we?" Vernon snarled. "Yes Uncle vernon" Harry answered obediently, although there was a slight dark undertone in his voice. His relatives however didn't notice it, and continued lounging around the kitchen table and in front of the tv. He sniggered at the thought of dudley too fat to fit in the rollercoaster, which went not unnoticed by his uncle. "What is so funny boy?" he asked quite angrily, making his already red face turn purple. "Nothing Uncle vernon."

And with that, Harry started on the eggs and bacon. He looked longingly at the meat, but knew that he shouldn't push his luck. "I have some chores for you to do today, while we are gone boy! I want some order in the backyard, so you need to weed the garden, and mow the lawn. If you are finished with that, you can start painting the walls in the garage." He stated, making clear there was not going to be an argument. Not that Harry bothered to go against his uncle anyway. "Yes uncle vernon" Harry repeated, and served the bacon and eggs on their plates. 'Unbelievable how much they eat. With only this they could feed an entire African village.' He thought. He suddenly grinned, and was tempted to spit on Dudley's breakfast, but quickly stopped himself when he saw his aunt, watching him like an eagle watches it's prey. He let the bacon burn slightly, not bothering the consequenses that could follow. He quickly served it and grabbed a half rotten banana from the kitchen counter, heading outside. Once outside, he scanned the backyard, and almost screamed in agony when he saw how much had to be done. "Why do they keep a garden anyway.." he muttered, and moved towards the garage to grab the needed tools. He quickly found them and began with the weeding.

Soon he was up to his knees in the mud, sweatdrops rolling down his face. His hands were slightly scarred, because his uncly insisted on working without gloves. He grumbled and was about to snap a vine when suddenly a voice rose from nowhere. "Well well well, what do we have hearrrr… Oh my.. The famous boy who lived, second speaker of the language of serpents… Harry Potter.." The female voice that spoke almost purred out his name, making him shiver pleasantly. He frowned and looked around him, searching the source of the voice. he noticed something black in the overgrown grass, and was about to grab it when it suddenly moved. He yelped and jumped away, landing on his rear. He watched with wide eyes as a six feet snake slithered out of it's hiding place, and slid on top of him. She stopped moving when her head was centimeters away from him, and he saw his life flash before his eyes. He gulped audibly and didn't dare to move, affraid that the intimidating and quite beautiful serpent would lunge at him. "So it was you who was speaking?" Harry asked nervously.

The snake seemed to smirk at his question, making him frown in confusion at the weird look on the obvious female serpent's face. "Why yes, that was obviously me… Or do you see someone else in this garden Mister Potter?"

First he shivered at her highly seductive voice, and then scowled at the implication of him being mentally unstable and talking with imaginary friends.

"Um.." He mumbled awkwardly, not quite comfortable with the giant snake on top of him, staring deeply into his emerald green eyes. "Um.. Can i help you with something..?" He hissed carefully, confusion settling on his face when he looked at her intelligent ruby red eyes. Her eyes seemed to draw him in, so he quickly averted his gaze which made her chuckle. Her eyes were strangely.. Human?

"Hmm.. yes.. Maybe you can help me with something.." and with that sentence out of her mouth, Harry scrambled away from her, his face heating up. 'This can't be normal.. How is this snake affecting me so badly? And why am i getting wrong thoughts at everything she is saying?' he thought and glanced over at the amused snake. "Yeh… Uh, sorry miss… (Serena) Serena.. But you are coming at a wrong time" he hissed. "I am not coming yet, but perhaps you can assist me with that?" his face turned red again and he blinked stupidly at her. "Ahum.. A-anyway, Serena, i have a lot of work to do, and the day is already coming to it's end… so excuse me" Harry rambled on, and didn't notice the snake dissapearing through the backdoor. "So, … Serena..?" Harry looked around trying to find the snake but was unsuccesful. He frowned and shrugged. 'Oh well.. It's better she's gone. I'm not sure i could handle her anymore.' He thought, and continued with his last chores. He finished it in 3 hours or so, and walked inside. His relatives were just home, and they even left him something to eat! A half eaten apple and a chicken wing, which was obviously becoming hard from the time it was lying there. He scowled at the back of his uncle's head, whom was stuffing his mouth full with chicken legs and other chicken parts. He so wanted to take a baseball bat and hit him on his head with it, but he disregarded the thought for later. He decided that it was still too early to sleep, so he left through the front door, making a small walk around the neighborhood. And of course, Dudley and his gang just had to be there, looking all mighty with their cigarette's and energy drinks. Harry scowled at the group, who where in the progress of beating up a small boy.

Harry couldn't help but scowl at them, and slowly made his way to their location. As soon as he passed the playing house, piers noticed him. "Hey look it's pottyhead! Looking for a fight Potty?" He sneered, making the rest of the group focus their attention on him. Some snickered at the name calling, but dudley looked slightly fearful. The kid that was now forgotten, quickly ran away with a limping leg. 'Poor kid.' Harry thought, and focused all his hate on his obese nephew and his gang. "Still can't find a challenge to meet your strength Boss D? I was suprised when i saw you beating up that kid. I didn't think you could handle so much strength." Harry mocked, and was answered with a punch from piers, which impacted on his face. Harry stumbled back a bit, glaring at the laughing group. Dudley however, looked ready to run for his life.

The air around them seemed to darken, resulting in a soft cry from dudley, who was at the point of wetting his pants. "What's wrong potty? Can't handle me? You pathetic Four eyes." The sky was now filled with dark clouds. "You know what i heard? I heard that your godfather died. What was the cause? Aids? From you?" And with that comment piers fell to the ground, clutching his bleeding nose. "You are going to regret that!" A boy from the left yelled, and tried to hit harry, who simply dodged the punch. He answered with a feet, which was now located at the boy's balls. With a girly squeal the boy fell to the ground, now crying and rolling around in pain. Harry smirked. Dudley was not with the group anymore.

"Let's put him in his place, boss D!" Piers yelled, and looked around for support from Dudley, who was no longer there. He frowned. "Dudley?" he turned around for another remark at potter, but he didn't get the chance. He was pushed to the ground, and received a kick to the head. The other gang members were already starting to leave the playground, leaving Piers and the guy who got kicked in the balls alone with Harry. "Listen PIERS.. Silly name actually. If you ever bother me again, or any kid in this neighborhood, i promise you.. I will come for you, and kick you fucking head in. Do you understand?" Harry growled, making Piers flinch. He sneered back in response, got up and dragged the still moaning boy with him. "This is not over Potter!" He yelled, and dissapeared around the corner.

"Pathetic.." Harry mumbled. He was suprised so feel a hand on his shoulder and turned around to stand face to face with Tonks. "You handled those bullies pretty well Harry, i'm proud of you!" She spoke and grinned. Harry merely nodded and shrugged her hand off. "I want to be alone now Tonks, so if you don't mind, i'm going back." And without waiting for a response Harry hurried back to private drive.

A few minutes later he arrived at the front door, and budged it open, not even waiting for his uncle to open up. The lock was broken now, but he didn't care. He quickly hurried up the stairs towards his room, but suddenly stopped when a tempting smell reached his nose. Ever since the ministry his senses seemed to have enhanced, and he was now smelling meat. Raw meat. He was almost ready to run into the kitchen, snatch away the meat and run to his room, but it wasn't worth the trouble so he just went to bed. He would press the headmaster for answers about his enhanced senses coming year. He mumbled a 'Sleep well girl' to hedwig and dosed off.

The next morning he felt strangely pleased. He didn't have any nightmares, and he was very warm. He almost screamed out when he noticed the source of the heat. Serena was wrapped around him, encaging him in her grip. She was asleep, her head dangerously close to his throat, and he gulped. Whatever he tried, he couldn't unwrap himself, so he waited for a while.

His patience was non exsisting and he had to go to the toilet, so he started blowing in the snake's face to wake her up. She hissed, making Harry flinch. 'Stupid! Never blow into an animal's face, they find that annoying!' he scolded himself, and waited for her to open her eyes. When she did, he immediately fell into a trance with them. Amazing Red met Emerald green. "Good morning, did you sleep well?" She purred. 'Oh hell no!' He thought as his face started to heat up. "Uh.. yeah.." He mumbled dumbly, not really knowing what to do. A soft giggle came from the snake and harry found himself staring at her again. 'dam.'

"Uh… Could you please release me..? I really need to go to the bathroom.." Harry muttered, and began to struggle. She smirked, which was once again, an odd sight, and lessened her hold on him, just enough for him to slide away. He practicly flew towards the toilet, and released a waterfall, which could be heard throughout the entire house. Suddenly a thought came to him. 'Shit! What if horse face finds her?'

He quickly zipped up and flew back to his room, only to be greeted by a dead mouse, which he was now standing on. He made a face and quickly skidded over to the bed. "Ok.. What are you doing here?" Harry asked, now a bit more confident around the serpent.

She looked at him strangely. "I guess, because i want to be here?" She hissed. Harry frowned. "Why?"

"Why not?" Was the response. He didn't get to respond, because she was already sliding away. "Wait! If my uncle and aunt see you, i don't know what could happen!" He yelled, what was not a good idea. Even though they couldn't understand parseltongue, it was still a loud noise, and a large grunt was coming from downstairs. 'shit' Harry didn't think about his next action, and practicly grabbed Serena by her tail, dragging her back inside the room. "If you want me so badly, you can just say so.." She purred, making Harry shiver for probably the 1000thst time. "Stop doing that!" He hissed with a scowl and a faint tint of red on his cheeks. "Doing what?" She asked innocently. Just then his uncle bursts through the door. "What in the bloody hell is that noise?!" He growled, and looked at Harry threatingly, who was sweating buckets. His uncle however, didn't seem to notice the large snake, and just continued to glare at Harry. "Sorry uncle, it won't happen again." He said like an army soldier in training. Vernon sneered and slammed his door shut. You could hear his heavy footsteps on the stairs throughout the entire house. Harry sighed and looked at the still amused snake, and decided to head downstairs to prepare lunch for his relatives. 'Great. So i have a giant snake crushing on me, am possibly being possessed by voldemort and my mood isn't the greatest around people. Why not make more enemies?

He quickly made his way downstairs and started preparing breakfast for king Obesity, who only had mind for the television. Once again he burned the bacon a little bit, earning a lecture from his abomination of an aunt, and retrieved the list of chores from the kitchen counter. 'Let's see.. mow the frontyard, give all the plants around the house water, get some dry-cleaner from the local shop and wash the windows. Fuck my life.' Harry thought and grabbed his tiny piece of bacon, heading towards the garage to grab the lawnmower. His 'Breakfast' was never enough, so he started mowing the grass with a rumbling stomache.

He noticed some of the neighbor's giving him dirty looks, probably because of the rumors spread by his gossipping aunt. His thoughts however, were heading towards the large snake currently lounging in his room.

'Why was this giant serpent interested in him, and not in voldemort?' Voldemort was way more powerful than him, and probably had the support of thousands of snakes. Serena was probably larger than Voldemorts snake, now that he thought about it. He quickly finished his first chore, making sure that everything was perfectly cut, and headed inside to grab and fill a watering can. He shivered when he felt something wrap around his legs, slowly crawling up his body. " – Cough – Serena… What are you doing..?" He asked nervously, shivering when her tongue touched his ear.

"Am i making you nervousss?" She hissed with some pressure on the 'S'. This only caused for more discomfort and Harry tried to untangle himself from her grip. Unsuccesful though, as he fell on his back. He tried to squirm away like a worm from her. She let out what sounded like a laugh and released him. "I have to wonder… when is your next year starting Mister Potter?"

"Call me Harry"

"Harry.."

Now that he thought about it, summer break was already coming to its end. He was too concentrated on his godfather's death and didn't have the chance to focus his mind on something else. "Uh.. In a few days actually… Shit! I forgot to get my school supplies!" Harry half hissed half yelled. He didn't even bother to finish his chores, grabbed his jacket and moved for the door. "Do you mind if.. I accompany you? My friends talked a lot about the wizarding world and magic, but i never went myself…" Serena asked almost… nervously? Harry thought about it and shrugged. His life couldn't get any worse, so he might as well live it at it's fullest. "Sure.. How are you going to hid yourself from the public?" He asked curiously. The snake smirked. "If you haven't noticed yet, i can camouflage myself. That is also the reason why your uncle didn't see me in your room."

Harry gaped at her. "That.. That is pretty awesome." He mumbled, and motioned for her to follow him. "Are we taking that wizarding transport: The knight bus?" She asked enthausiasticly. Harry nodded in response. "That is probably the best, since i'm not allowed to Apparate yet. And i'm not sure my uncle would appreciate it if i asked him to be my taxi driver for the day."

Harry sat down next to the road and waited patiently for the bus to arrive. Serena just comfortably curled up around Harry. He made a coughing sound, hinting that he was not feeling comfortable with her actions, but she just ignored it. He sighed and decided to accept her behaviour for the time being. Suddenly the bus stopped in front of them, screeching loudly. Harry jumped into the air, dropping Serena to the ground.

"Ah mister potter, the leaky cauldron i assume?" The conductor spoke, looking around for Harry's none existing baggage. He shrugged and held a ticket out. Harry quickly grabbed the ticket and nodded to him. He was still feeling moody around people. The bus was pretty empty, Harry noticed. Probably because of Voldemort's appearance people felt less save in public. Only one wizard was sleeping in the beds, but he too seemed to be paranoid. He was clutching his wand like he was holding onto his life, which was probably true, because wands are the life tool for wizards and witches. He sat down, Serena slithering around him once again, and he actually fell in sleep. He was getting used to the constant encaging of the giant snake, plus he was tired from all the sleepless nights he had after Sirius's death.

He woke up by a hissing in his ear, which he recognized as Serena's. "Harry.. it seems we have arrived at this leaky cauldron building.."

He sleepily nodded and rubbed his eyes. He actually had a good nap. Then he noticed that Serena was still wrapped around him, with her tail at an intimate spot. He blushed and squirmed himsellf away from her. She hissed a laugh and followed him out into the leaky cauldron.

"You know, i was wondering.. How can i see you, while others can not?" Harry asked curiously, walking beside the giant snake. He was sure to keep his voice low, not wanting to expose his parseltongue abilities. Serena gave a mysterious smile. Harry still found her outing her expressions weird. The smile made her face look.. almost cute. He shrugged away the thought and waited for an answer, which he received. "I choose to show myself only to you. Isn't it obvious?" She stated matter of factly. Harry looked dumbfounded. "But.. Why? Why do you only show yourself to me? And why do you enjoy my company so much? I just don't get it." He mumbled.

He was answered by a soft female laugh. The laugh didn't fit for a giant snake, it was really.. Gentle sounding. She didn't answer his questions though.

They passed the bartender tom and arrived at the gateway. "Shit. I forgot how to enter, i always had Hagrid or the Weasley's with me!" he mumbled. He tried to tap the bricks with his wand but nothing happened. "Perhaps you should ask for assistance from one of the humans inside?" Serena hissed.

Harry frowned at the thought of being the-boy-who-couldn't-enter-the-wizarding-world and sighed. "Okay…" and he walked back inside. A few seconds later he came back with an amused Tom, who quickly opened the wall for him. "Enjoy your day mister potter!" he yelled after him. Harry mumbled some unintelligent response and scanned the alley for familiar faces. The alley seemed deserted, only a few witches and wizards running around, trying to remain in the shadows. Harry shrugged and spotted the entrance to gringotts. "First some money." Harry whispered to his companion. Sne nodded and followed him inside.

The goblins were as strange as ever, but this time they were not counting their money. They were intensely staring at him as he entered the giant building. "Are you sure your camouflage works against Goblins..?" Harry muttered nervously. Serena didn't answer and instead looked around her in wonder. "This building is amazing Harry!" She hissed enthausiasticly, and Harry almost screamed when a goblin looked their way. They however didn't move from their seats, so Harry quickly made his way to the head booth, where the manager was sitting. He too was staring at him, then averted his stare from him to Serena. She gulped under his gaze. "Well i guess you got your answer.."

"Mister Potter, with what can i help you today?" He grumbled in a raspy voice. "Yes. I'd like to acces my vault please, sir." Harry answered. He noticed that he was a lot less angry around the goblins here. The goblin looked him over and nodded. "If you will follow griphook, he will arrive momentarily." And with that the manager dissapeared behind the desk. "So what exactly are you going to shop for Harry?" Serena hissed, still a bit tense from the manager. "Oh yeah, the new school books and some new robes." Harry answered absently. 'God! I can't stand the gryffindor robes.. This is not good. Why am i feeling disgusted by my old robes, why am i feeling disgusted with my house?'

"Mister Potter?" The fairly young goblin asked, trying to get his attention. When he didn't respond, Selena whispered something suggestively in his ear, awakening him from his daydreams. He blushed and focused on the patient goblin. "Are you ready to go sir?" he asked patiently. Harry nodded and grabbed his key, putting it in the goblin's outstretched hand. "Follow me then," And with that, they walked towards the gigantic rollercoaster of gringotts. When they arrived at the vault Harry looked green, while the snake next to him whined to go again. Griphook didn't seem to mind that Harry Potter had a 6ft. Large snake with him, which Harry found strange.

Griphook grabbed the key from his backpocket and opened the door. Soon a small hill of galleons appeared, with some knuts and sickles spread about the ground. Harry walked in, filling the bag he brought with some galleons and sickles. Serena looked around in awe, clearly entranced by the amount of gold. "This only makes me like you more Harry.." She grinned and wrapped herself around him. Harry gave her a half-hearted scowl and grabbed a few more gallleons before exiting the vault. He offered the key to griphook, who locked the giant storage room. A few minutes later they stood in the lobby of gringrotts, Harry even more green and Serena happier then ever. He turned around and bowed as formally as possible. "Thank you for your help, master Goblin." He spoke, receiving a few suprised looks from Goblins around him, including griphook. He nodded and moved away leaving the wizard and his companion alone. "That was.. something new." Serena snickered, making Harry glare at her. "I am just trying to be polite. And i heard it was the best to show respect to the goblin race. If you wanted to be treated equally that is,"

Selena smiled an innocent smile again and moved towards the entrance leaving Harry scratching his head in confusion. "That snake is going to be the death of me.." He muttered, and followed her out.

-HPATSL-

"So what first?" She asked, looking over the few shops that were still open. People are getting really paranoid these days. Some people even closed their shops to flee england. "Let's head over to Flourish and Blotts to get my books first." He answered, and walked over to the shop. It only took a few minutes to get everything, and they left for Madam malkins to get some new robes.

It was like love on first sight. Harry saw some very dark robes, darker than Death eaters robes hanging near the exit. He walked over to it and admirably stroked it. "It does suit your cute raven colored hair though" Serena complimented, making Harry blush. "Don't you have your own kind to flirt with?" Harry muttered, frowning a bit.

"Nope. I'm not attracted to any of them." She replied matter of factly.

"I am attracted to you though." She continued huskily, resulting in a spluttering Harry. He quickly bought the robes and practicly ran out of the store. She chuckled and followed him out. "So i guess we got everything now?" She asked. Harry nodded. "Y-yes. Are you h-hungry? Because we can get something to eat. Do you eat human food?"

She shook her head. "No, i like to eat mouse and bunny's. Raw… and bloody…" she answered. Strangely some water found it's way into Harry''s mouth, but he quickly choked it away. "Don't worry harry, I'll go hunting when we are back at your relatives house." She continued, careful not to mention it was his house. Harry nodded stiffly and entered the already open gateway, sitting down at a table in the leaky cauldron. "It's not like i get anything to eat at private drive anyway, might as well stuff myself here." He mumbled, and ordered some butterbeer and stew.

"Here you go mister Potter, enjoy your dinner." Tom said as he served the food and drink. Harry nodded at him and began to devour his food. Once again, he picked out the meat in the stew, leaving the other things at the side. He actually frowned at his own behaviour. It was just that the vegetables didn't appeal to him anymore. The same went for fruits. When he was finished he quickly payed the bartender and left the pub with the serpent at his side. He felt really uncomfortable around people now, and wanted to be alone. The knight bus arrived 20 minutes later, and Harry was about to step in, when a strange smell hit his nose. Strange, but delicious. He looked around, searching for the source but couldn't find someone eating. He shrugged and stepped inside the bus, not noticing the man who was leaning against the pub with a bleeding cut on his face.

-HPATSL-

Harry was tired. No, that was an understatement. He felt really tired! He didn't even do much today, except walk around diagon alley, buying a few things. And that smell! It was back, and it was strong. The smell could drag him out of his bed if he wasn't so tired. Serena was out hunting, so he didn't have to worry about her keeping him awake. He shifted uncormfortably in his bed, trying to keep his eyes closed. His eyes were hurting like hell, and he didn't know why!

He murmered 'sleep tight' to hedwig, who was annoyed at Harry for the lack of attention given to her, and fell asleep.

In his dream he saw a beautiful woman. Her legs could not be seen, as she was bathing in a lake. Harry was confused with the dream, as it was not a nightmare. Then he noticed something black underneath the water, something familiar. He couldn't put his finger on it. He was about to reach out for i-

Harry awoke at a soft hissing in his ear. "What the hell?" He muttered and looked up to see the same snake who accompanied him the last few days. She was looking at him in awe. "Wha- What time is it?" Harry grumbled, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. "Harry! Your eyes!"

He was now fully awake. "What? What is wrong with my eyes?" He started to panick, and flew out of his bed. He didn't even bother to look at the time anymore, since he was stunned into silence when he looked into the mirror. Gone were the emereld green eyes, replaced by sickingly yellow snake eyes. "WHAT THE FUCK?" He yelled, awakening his relatives with his noise. "What in the bloody hell are you doing at this bloody hour boy!" Uncle vernon roared, and moved to grab Harry by his collar, only to stop in fear and then freeze like a statue. His giant body fell stiff onto the ground, earning a loud crack from the wooden floor.

"That. That can't be good." Harry muttered dryly, and checked his uncle for a heartbeat. It was still there, so he sighed in relief. No whale killing today. "VERNON! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MY VERNON, FREAK?" His aunt screeched from their bedroom door. Harry had to stiffle a sadistic laugh at the look of terror at his aunts face. He didn't look directly at her, so she didn't see his eyes. "it was the strangest thing aunt petunia, one moment wh- Uncle vernon was standing there, "scolding" me, and in the next moment he fell stiff to the floor." Harry replied innocently, although he had a feeling what was going on. "TURN HIM BACK FREAK! TURN HIM BACK!" She continued to yell, totally ignoring Harry's comment.

The room suddenly darkened. "I've had enough of you. You horse faced, no minded bitch." Harry growled. Petunia had a look of disbelief on her face, and reach out to slap him. When her hand was about to impact with his face, he turned around and looked her in the eyes. The same flicker of fear went across her face, followed by a loud tud.

"This could be useful. But how do i hide my eyes in their current state.. I wouldn't want to cause public panic, making them think that the-boy-who-lived went evil. That would be bad." Harry mumbled, kicking his frozen aunt in the side. When he was sure that they were both immobile and unable to move he went downstairs. "Oh man, i'm going to stuff myself with bacon." He sniggered. Serena followed him and laughed.

It was strange that dudley didn't show up downstairs. Harry guessed that he was too scared for the safety of his parents and his own. Harry was right, because at this moment Dudley was trying to drag his father onto his bed, before reaching out for the phone located on the nightstand next to petunia's bed to call for an ambulance. But Harry didn't know that.

"You want some bacon Sere?" Harry yelled form the kitchen at the lounging snake. "Wouldn't mind trying it.. What's with the nickname Harry?" She asked clearly amused at his changes. Just two days ago he was all nervous and uncomfortable around her, and now she was starting to grow on him.

"Sorry, i didn't think and it just flew out!" Harry yelled emberassed. Serena giggled. "It's okay Harry, how far is the meat?" She asked, changing the subject to her stomach. "Just about… Done!" He answered, and entered the living room. "So what are we going to do about your relatives? If i am correct, you have obtained a special ability when you were battling the descendant of slytherin. It is strange though. (What?) the power you showed, is only for the king of snakes, the basilisk to use." Sne explained. Harry's stared at his reflection in awe. "That.. Has to rank in my most awesome things ever. How long will the victims stay in a frozen state?" He asked curiously. "I heard the frozen state can only be cured by the special plant called Mandrake. So unless they have one with them on coincidence, you can basicly turn your enemies to stone." Harry grinned. 1 for Harry, 0 for Voldemort.

"And it makes you more attractive.. In my opinion..." She whispered, flicking her tongue out. " – Cough – Yeh, uh… Oh yeah! I need to get a glamour charm for my eyes!" And with that, Harry ran out of the door, forgetting his bacon and jumped in the knight bus.

He got his normal emerald eyes back from a shop in Knockturn alley.

End of the first chapter, next chapter: King's cross, Dumbledore and old friends.