Chapter 1

Salazar Slytherin sighed heavily as he sat in front of the other 3 founders of Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry, things had gone differently from what they had first planned. Two hundred years ago, their vision for their lovely school had been to unite the school, and bring together witches and wizards to train them, and to not make them afraid of muggles. Instead, the school was now divided into 4 separate houses, and the school sure wasn't united. More than that, the entirety of the school body now feared Slytherin's only living blood heir because he was a full blooded killer.

Salazar's best friend, Godric Gryffindor, gazed at him for a few seconds before standing up and walking around the table and kneeling next to him. "We will fix this Sal, I promise. The idiot won't be killing anyone else!".

Sal looked at his friend for a second, "How can you possibly know that Ric? This whole plan could fail in one second". Even though Salazar was only 17, he looked way older than that. Being 17 for a little over 200 years would do that to a person.

For the first time in a while, Godric smiled. "Because, in case you've forgotten, Rowena is a seer. Anyway, you remember that curse we're all under?"

Sal glared as him a moment, "yes, of course I remember the curse, how could I not? It stinks being 17 for so long without aging. But I don't see the point of you reminding me about it."

Suddenly Rowena Ravenclaw spoke up, "You won't be stuck this age for long Sal."

Sal stared at her, unable to believe his ears "what do you mean?"

This time Helga spoke, she had a big smile on her face, just like the rest of the founders did, "she means that you will finally find the girl you are going to love".

"Wait, when will this happen exactly? I thought that whole thing was a myth?" Sal looked so confused that the other founders started chuckling.

"You know we can't tell you that my friend. What would be the fun in that?" Godric patted Salazar on the back and then stood up. "Come on my friend, lets go for a walk. This is our first week in this neighborhood, we should go see if we can find any beautiful girls on this block."

Salazar rolled his eyes and glanced at the 2 ladies in front of them, silently begging them to say no to the absurd idea. Sadly, that didn't happen. Instead, the 2 women just smiled and left the room. He glared at the 2 redheads as they left the room, this wasn't going to be his idea of fun, he was betting to himself that there was no such thing as a beautiful girl in this dreadful muggle neighborhood.

Godric stopped near the front door and grinned at Salazar, "you coming Sal? This neighborhood isn't going to wait forever for us".

Salazar pulled his black hair back in a ponytail, and stood up. Grabbing his jacket that was on the back of his seat, he walked up to where Godric was standing. "I hate you for this you know".

Godric chuckled, "I know you do. But you will thank me later I think"

Sal shook his head, "I swear that you and the other 2 know something that I don't". Wrenching the door opening, he walked past his friend, and shivered as the cold breeze hit him. "I swear if I catch a cold in this weather, i'm going to kill you in your sleep." He threatened Godric as he turned around.

"Oh I know. It's just a breeze though, now get walking!" Without a second thought, Godric took off to the right, leaving Salazar no choice but to follow him. Grumbling to himself, Sal followed his friend, wondering where on earth they were going.

As it turned out, he didn't have to wait a long time to find out. After about 5 minutes of walking, the 2 founders came to a park. Godric looked around a little amused, and his eyes fell on one of the slides that looked to tall for Salazars liking. Grinning, Godric took off running to the slide, knowing that Sal probably wouldn't follow him.

Salazar sighed, his friend was a menace sometimes, if he didn't know Godric like he did, he wouldn't have guessed that he was 3 years older than himself. Salazar shook his head, still thinking about how that turned out. Looking around for something that looked relatively safe to sit on, and something not to far from the ground, he finally eyed the swings. Only one problem, there already was on person sitting on them. A girl to be more exact. She looked to be around 14 years old, with long black hair, and the greenest eyes that Salazar had ever seen.

Sal just stood there gazing at her for a moment, shook his head, and walked over. Surprising himself, he took the seat next to her. The girl looked mildly surprised that he sat next to her, but otherwise didn't say anything about it. After a few minutes of awkward silence, Salazar decided to speak. "So you come here often?".

The girl looked surprised, but then nodded, "I come here all the time. It's the only thing that would get me away from my family." The girl was blushing a little when she said this, Salazar decided to ignore that.

"Is there any reason for that? I mean, one would think that you would enjoy spending time with your family." Salazar couldn't stop himself, the words just came out, and he feared that he had said to much. To his relief, the girl didn't seem to mind what he said. She actually nodded, and then took a deep breath. Sal assumed that she had more to say, so he just waited patiently.

"I don't really live with my relatives the whole year, I go to a school in Scotland. But when I'm home my aunt and uncle call me a freak. So it's not really the most friendly place to live". The girl looked down at the ground and went silent.

Sal growled softly and stood up. He couldn't believe what he was hearing, there was no way that this girls family would say that to her. Of course, he suspected that there was more going on then she let on, but he wasn't going to press on. Instead, he knelt in front of her and grabbed her hands with his. Squeezing them gently, he smiled at her when she locked eyes with him.

"First, don't listen to them, they are idiots. Second, what is your name?"

The girl look surprised for a minute, and then smiled. "I'm Lyla Potter, what is your name?"

Salazar blinked a couple times trying to keep the shocked looked off his face. This girl was Lyla Potter, the girl-who-lived. The one his heir wanted to desperately wanted to kill. After a moments silence, Sal smiled at her, but then stood up and walked away, not wanting to see the hurt look he knew she had. He was in a predicament. If the school in Scotland was Hogwarts, that's if she was a witch like he thought, then she would hate him. If she wasn't in his house she would. For some reason, he didn't want her to hate him. No. He wanted her to like him.

Salazar turned back around, and sat quietly next to Lyla. Sighing, he turned to her and found her staring at him. "Lyla, I'm about to tell you something, please don't think bad of me after you hear this."

Lyla surprised him by taking his hand in hers. "Whatever you need to say, tell me. I want to know".

Salazar sighed and began his story, "To begin with, I know you go to Hogwarts. I know you're a witch because I recognize your last name. I know there might be more Potters floating around, but I just have this hunch. Anyway, my name is Salazar Slytherin, yes, I am one of the founders". When Sal said this, he felt her grip on his hand lesson a lot. Sadly, he let his hand slip out of hers before continuing. "Yes, I am a founder, but I'm not like what the history books say. Far from them, first, I do not hate muggle borns. I may not like muggles, but I don't hate them. I don't agree with killing them. My friend Godric can attest to that. The reason we started Hogwarts was for witches and wizards to learn their magic in safety. There wasn't supposed to be houses, but I guess that's how it turned out after we left.. Rather idiotic idea if you ask me".

Lyla took his hands in hers again making him pause, she smiled at his surprised look and nodded her head, as if urging him to keep talking. So Salazar did, "I was the youngest out of all the founders, Rowena was 9 years ahead of me, Helga was 5, and Godric was 3 years. Being the youngest, that meant that I was also the most hard-headed of them all. I got kicked out by my friends 10 years after the school started because I accidently let my darker side get the better of me." Salazar trailed off and looked ashamed of himself. Standing up, he pursed his lips and tried to spot Godric.

Lyla stood up as well and tried to follow his gaze, she put her hand on his shoulder and started to speak, "Sal, whatever you did, it was in your past. Don't let that hinder you. I'm not afraid of you, I actually want to know more about you, give you a chance. Can you let me do that?"

Sal glanced at her with a questioning look on his face, "But why though?"

Lyla grinned, "Because, I haven't given that chance to a lot of people. So I figured that starting with one of the founders would be a good idea".

Salazar shook his head, he still couldn't understand why. But after a minute of silence, he finally agreed. "Alright, I'll give it to ya. I have a request though." All of Salazar was screaming inside, but he figured he could at least try, right?

"My request is that you come over to my house tonight and have dinner with me and my family".

Lyla looked at him nervously, she just met him, and he wanted to have dinner with him and his family? Assuming that he meant the other founders, what would they think of her? But then, he was pretty handsome she decided. He looked to be only a few years older than her, so it wouldn't hurt, would it?

"Alright, I'll come over to your house for dinner. Anything that gets me away from the Dursley's is a good thing".

Hearing that, Sal smiled genuinely for the first time in a while. Taking her hand, he led her over to the slide that Godric was currently at.

"Godric, this pretty lass is coming over to our house for dinner" Sal yelled as he spotted his friend at the top of the slide.

Lyla looked up, and saw a man that looked to be about in his early 20's, had brown hair, brown eyes, and looked like her father, James Potter, when he was Godric's age. The man smiled happily and slide down as fast as he could.

Getting off the slide, Godric walked over to her, and started inspecting her. After a minute of walking around her in a circle, he took her free hand, the one that wasn't holding Salazar's, and kissed it lightly. "Seems like a fantastic idea friend of mine".

Lyla giggled at that, he reminded her of the Weasley twins. In a good way of course.

Salazar glared silently at Godric, for some reason he didn't like that Godric had made Lyla laugh. He decided to ignore it for now though, so instead of just standing there, he started to walk away, effectively pulling Lyla with him.

Grinning like a cat who had caught a bird, Godric followed after his friend, who was still holding on to the girls hand.