Harry was sad, angry and lonely. Very lonely. It's been 2 weeks since school learn he is parselmouth. Two weeks full of enduring many kinds of hexes, pushing and verbal abuse. Even Ron and Hermione were avoiding spending time with him to not encourage attacks on themselves. Fear rules the most of their action but for Harry that was not enough excuse. This word supposed to be better, the place where he can fit be normal not so kind of freak. But right now even at privet drive 4 he felt safer. Right now he was hiding in unused part of school, hoping for some peace and to decide what to do. Unfortunately ideas didn't seem to pop in his mind.
— You know I'm surprised. — Sound deep voice behind him. Harry jumped a little startled and turn back to face a speaker. He saw a tall guy in slytherin robe, couple of years older than him. He doesn't look threatening do. His forest green eyes was filled with mirth. Harry didn't know how to react. That was first time when he was talking with a slytherin who doesn't start throw insult at him or even sound mean.
— What is so surprising? — Harry ask feeling conflicted about caring this conversation. This was probably a some kind of trap, on the other hand he really wanted to talk with someone.
— You here, alone. I would expect that you would try to stay close to teachers. Because you know if someone found you here alone and well don't thought kindly of you... That would not end nicely for you. I'm Nickodem Scar by the way. Nice to meet you.
Harry was in shock an actual nice slytherin, maybe not all of them were evil... Maybe just maybe someone cunning like him could give him some advice.
-Well, you probably know that but I' m Harry Potter. Listen could I ask you a question? Why are you talking to me? I thought all slytherins hate gryphindors ans vice versa. And don't you think that I am so kind of dark lord like the rest of the school?
-Prr... Slow down kiddo. Answering your questions. Yes you can. Because you looked like you needed it. No only year above you down. Most of the rest are pretty friendly. Only recently things start looking worse. Merlin! My girlfriend is a gryf. As for the last one... I'm not an idiot. Parseltongue is ability quite common in India and Parselmouths are quite respected there. Besides couple of facts you are a gryf, your mother was a muglleborn as your best friend is. Why would you start attacking the others muggolborns?
-When you put it like that it's should be really obvious but what should I do to convince the others?
-It's really simple. Make a magical vow.