Well Here we are friends, I hope you enjoyed the laststory and I hope you will enjoy this one. It will keep to canon mostly, but there will be a few changes for the sake of the story. And this story will be a mix of the book and movie. And PSA no Dumbledore bashing intended.

Harry found an empty compartment rather easily after getting an older student to help him hoist his trunk into the baggage cart. He stared out the window at the vanishing train station, a spark of excitement in his stomach as he settled back on the seat and sighed. His mind went back to the conversation he and his uncle had the previous day. Uncle Severus assured him that even though he was his uncle, Severus would treat him like every other student.

In a way Harry was relieved, Aunt Susan had warned him about him being famous in the wizarding world but Harry had had enough of being treated differently when he lived with the Dursleys, he just wanted to fit in, nothing more. Harry turned his head as the door of the compartment slid opened to reveal a tall red headed boy with freckles and a wide nose and bright blue eyes. "Mind if I sit here? Every where else is full."

Harry nodded and motioned to the opposite seat. "Thanks" the boy entered the art and set her bag down. "I'm Ron by the way, Ron Weasley" the boy introduced himself. "I'm Harry, Harry Potter." They boy's bright blue eyes widened, "Whoa! Are you really? I thought Fred and George were just putting one over on me again." Ron Paused, "so… do you really have the..?" he pointed to his own forehead. "you know."

"Oh Yea" Harry grinned and pushed back his own mop of thick black hair that often fell in his eyes and stuck out every which way, that his Aunt constantly fussed over. But it was no use cutting it, it just grew up the next day. "You two" Susan would go on, referring to Severus and Harry, "Two with black hair, two with blond hair, suburban life. We look like we belong on the front of a bizarre Hallmark card!"

"Wicked" Ron grinned. "So that's were You-Know-Who…"

"Yes" Harry nodded, "But I don't anything." Ron looked a little disappointed, "Nothing?" Harry shrugged. "Well I remember a bright green light but that's it." Thy sat in silence until Harry broke the silence. "So, are your family members magic to?" Ron nodded. "I think so, My mum has a cousin who's an accountant but we don't talk about him much, hat about you? I heard you were raised by muggles."

"I was for a while" Harry agreed, "But my Aunt and Uncle took me in when I was seven. My uncle actually teaches at the school." Ron looked taken aback, "really who?"

"Professor Snape, he teaches Potions." Ron shifted. "Oh, Fred and George told me…well." He cut off.

"Told you what?"

"Well," Ron sighed, "I don't want you taking this the wrong way, but apparently Professor Snape a pretty rough teacher. "

"Really?" Harry could believe it, Uncle Severus could be pretty strict and even though he was fair. "Well, that's not quite the word they used but Mum threaten to wash my mouth out with soap if she ever heard any of us use that word again." Ron said sheepishly. "So you must know loads of magic already." Harry insisted. Susan and Severus ensured that both of their children were prepared for school, surely other families did so as well.

"I know some."

Harry thought, "Do you have any siblings?" Ron nodded but he looked rather gloomy. "six, I'm the sixth in my family to go to Hogwarts, Bill and Charlie have already left, Bill was head boy and Charlie was quidditch captain, now Percy's a Prefect, Fred and George mess around a lot but they get good Marks and everyone thinks they're super funny. And my younger sister Ginny is coming next year." Ron sighed. "I guess you could say I have a lot to live up to."

Harry nodded, "I have a cousin named Vera but she isn't coming until my third year, she's more like my sister really."

They sat and talk for a while as the country side rolled by, Harry bought a few things of the trolley but not in excess. His aunt told him that while he was at school he would get a monthly allowance that would have to last him. He shared a Pumpkin pasty with Ron and each got a box of Berny Blott's every Flavor Beans.

Ron pulled out a lump of brown hair with a string attached on the end. Or rather, what looked like one. "this is Scabbers, my Rat." The old rat snoozed in his hands and Harry took in the sight of the slightly pitiful thing.

"Pathetic isn't he?" Harry nodded a little, "George gave me a spell to turn him yellow, wanna see?" Harry nodded with a bite of pastry in his mouth as Ron pulled out his wand, second hand with strands of Unicorn hairs sticking out. Before he could say anything the door was pulled open and a young girl their age with bushy, frizzy brown hair and bright clever eyes stood, "Excuse me, have either of you seen a toad around here? A boy named Neville has lost one." She spotted Harry and her eyes widened, "Holy Cricket! You're Harry Potter"

The girl smiled, "I'm Hermione Granger. And…" she turned to Ron who had his mouth full, "you are?"

"Ronald Weasley." He grunted and she scrunched her nose up a little, "pleasure"

She spotted Ron with his wand out , "Oh are you doing magic? Let's see then." Ron looking a little uncomfortable but cleared his throat. "Sunshine, Daisies, Butter mellow. Turn this stupid fat rat yellow." He whipped his wand violently but nothing happened. "Is that a real spell?" the girl asked questioningly. "Well it's not a very good one is it? I have to go, but you to have better change into your uniforms. We'll get to the castle soon" she started to leave but poked her head back in a moment later.

"You have dirt on your nose, did you nose." She pointed to her own nose, "Just there." Ron rubbed his own nose as she left and closed the door. "Well we had better get dressed." Harry nodded and both began to change into their robes and stow the left over food into their pockets. The train began to pull into Hogsmead station and they all filed off the train. First years followed a large men swinging a lantern and the older students headed for carriages that seemed to pull themselves.

"First years follow me to the boats." He called and the students filed into the boat, three each. Ron and Harry were joined by a chubby, nervous looking boy eyed the water carefully. They were lead to the front doors and all the while they admired the Castle in the darkness. The lights of the castle gleamed in the water and flickered like candle light. They stopped at a front doors of the castle and the doors were opened by a thin regal looking which with greying black hair pulled back in a tight bun dressed in emerald robes.

"First year Professor McGonagall." Hagrid, the half giant ground keeper passed them off to the stern looking woman to lead them through the halls of castle. The students oohed and awes at everything they saw until they stopped at the grand hall opening. "wait here until you are ready to be sorted." She instructed them and entered the hall.

"How do you think they'll sort us?" Ron asked Harry smiled. "Uncle Severus wouldn't tell me. Apparently it's traditional." Ron nodded, paler than usual. "Potter!" Harry turned to see a boy his age with platinum blond hair slicked back pushing through the crowd toward him. "I wondered if I would be seeing you here Potter. It's been a long time." Harry recognized the boy as Draco Malfoy with whom he was once acquaintances.

"Nice to see you again Draco" he shook the boy's hand. "how have you been?" Draco shrugged, "Can't complain, so what house are you hoping for?" Harry shrugged, "not sure, where ever it puts me I suppose." Draco nodded, "I'm hoping for Slytherin myself, carry on the family tradition ya know?"

Ron snorted a little and Draco glared at him darkly, "And you are?" harry looked between the two and realized he hadn't introduce them. "Oh sorry, uh. Ron Weasley, meet Draco Malfoy and Draco this is Ron Weasley, we met on the train here." Draco looked the boy over critically. Every fiber of his being told him that Wealseys were blood traitors and scum, but if Potter was friends with him Draco supposed he could tolerate the Weasley's presence for a little while.

"so, what house are you hoping for Wealsey?" Ron straightened up. "Gryffindor, brave of heart and all that you know." Draco nodded curtly. "So your uncle teaches here, think you'll get any special treatment?" he asked. Harry shook his head, "probably the opposite, knowing Uncle I won't be able to get away with anything." Draco grimaced, "Well, good luck to you then Harry." He nodded shortly to Ron. "Weasley."

"Well he seems pleasant" Ron noted bitterly as the Blond walked away and the Professor returned, "we're ready for you now." She informed them and led the crowd into the magnificent Grand Hall were the older students sat at house separated tables and all the teachers sat in the front at a long table behind a podium and a lowly looking little stool with a ratty grey hat perched in the top.

"When I call your name, please come to the front and the Sorting Hat will place you in the proper house." The woman said firmly and unraveled a long parchment scroll. "Hanna Bones." A Little girl with a plump face and strawberry blond hair nervously approached the stool and sat down so McGonagall could place the hat in her head, it covered her eyes and twenty seconds later the hat opened the flap that was its mouth and called out, "HUFFLEPUFF"

The table with yellow and black colorings cheered heartily as student after student was called and sorted, and each table giving a cheer. "Hermione Granger." The bushy haired girl slowly made her way up to the stool with a thick blush on her cheeks. "okay relax" she whispered to herself.

"Mental that one, I'm telling you." Ron muttered as Hermione sat on the stool the hat hummed and suddenly cried out. "Gryffindor!" the table cheered and more names were called until "Draco Malfoy." The blond sauntered and the hat barely touched his head before it cried out "SLYTHERIN"

"Shocker" Ron muttered.

"Harry Potter." The crowd hushed and Harry made his way up as children muttered. "did she say Potter?"

"The Harry Potter?"

"the boy who lived?"

"I can't see him"

"there the one on the stool"

Harry internally sighed and waited for the hat to touch his head. "Hmmmm" the hat hummed and Harry nearly jumped, he didn't expect it to actually talk to him, "curious, very curious. Plenty brave enough, smart to, and a thirst to prove yourself…." Harry thought about his guardians, Aunt Susan who was a hufflepuff and kind as anyone. And Uncle Severus who seemed cold and guarded but he did try to be a father figure. He really did.

Harry only wanted to make them proud.

Severus watched closely, why was this taking so long? He thought. Surely the boy was bound for Gryffindor there was no doubt.

The Hat seemed to nod and opened its mouth.

"SLYTHERIN!"

The green and silver table erupted with cheers and some people simple stared in shock. Severus nearly choked on his drink and his eyes flickered. Dumbledore seemed shaken most of all but he quickly covered it with a smile as the rest of the kids were sorted.

Harry sat by Draco who clapped him on the back. "Welcome to Slytherin Potter." An older student welcomed him. "Glad to have you mate." The Prefect sat beside him. The rest of the sorting went on and finally all the students sat at designated tables as the Headmaster came to the podium and welcomed them to a new year at Hogwarts.

Harry glanced at the teacher's table and found his uncle half listening to Professor Quirrell and half staring off into space with a troubled look on his face. Quirrell seemed to pick up in the message that Snape wasn't listening and then caught Harry's eye Harry nodded to the professor and Quirrell smile and nodded back.

Suddenly Harry felt a strong sting at his forehead and he looked away rather fast. "You alright there Harry?" Draco asked and Harry nodded, "yea."

Draco shrugged and nudge him, "Harry these are my friends, Pansy Parkinson, Blaise Zambini and Millicent Bulstrode. And you already know Crabbe and Goyle." Harry greeted all of them and began to eat the variety of foods presented

After dinner Harry and the rest of the first years were led to the Slytherin Common Rooms and Dumbledore stopped Severus before he could go. "Severus I wonder if I might speak to you for a moment?" The Potions Mater nodded and the two made for the tower that contained Dumbledore's office.

Once they arrive and Dumbledore locked the door he sent a message to Susan through the fire. In a moment Susan was standing in the hearth with a worried expression. "What's the matter?" She asked quickly. "Where's Vera?" Severus asked, "Is she home alone?"

"Yes Severus I left our extremely animated nine year old child alone, no I sent her over to the neighbors, told them I was running to get milk." She answered quickly "No need to be Snippy." Severus muttered as Dumbledore lean on his desk. "Alright so what's this all about? Is Harry alright?"

The elderly wizard sighed, "you tell me, Your nephew was placed in Slytherin house." Susan shrugged, "So what?"

"Do you not think it a bit strange, that Harry's wand is the brother of Tom Riddle's own wand and Harry was placed in the same house as said Dark Wizard?" Susan frowned deeply. "If you have something to Say Albus I must insist you do so." She said darkly and Severus moved to stop her only for his hand to be brushed off.

"Susan I beg of you think about what I just said." The wizard implored her and Susan closed her eyes, her jaw clenched and her lips taunt. "I am thinking Albus, I think that the Sorting Hat put Harry in Slytherin because he is a smart boy and happened to be very ambitious and if you must know the one of the kindest children I have met."

Albus shook his head, "You are biased in your opinions. Harry's destiny has been predicated, you both know this. Harry must follow a specific path if we are to ever prevent the Dark Lord raising again! " He paused, "He's not your child Susan…."

"He Might As Well Be!" Susan shouted and both men were taken aback. Susan's face was red and she quickly tried to regain her calm. "I have to get back it's almost Vera' bed time." She said in a low whisper.

"Susan?" Susan closed her eyes and shook her head. "I'm fine." She whispered. "I have to go it's almost Vera's bed time" she repeated and made for the fire. For the first time since either of them could remember Susan didn't stop to kiss her husband goodbye before storming into the floor network and leaving.

Meanwhile Severus was barely containing his anger toward the Wizard before him and struggled to keep his facial expressions in check. "I will speak with her." He stated and Albus nodded. "Convince her Severus." Snape looked at him with a blank and repeated himself.

"I Will Speak With Her."

Cliffy! I know horrid of me But I hope you don't hate me for putting Harry In Slytherin. I wanted to put him there since in this fic he would have no animosity toward the house because of growing up with Severus and being kind of sort of friends with Draco. The hat wanted to put him there anyway and Harry wouldn't object because he doesn't see them as bad. And of Course Dumbledore is not a happy camper because of this.