Harry Potter and the Serpents Coven

Disclaimer: Most of the plot is NOT MINE! This will take you to an alternate reality of these stories, mine yes, but ultimately, original character's will be limited for the time being!

Chapter 1- An Interfering Power

His forehead ached, itched more like it. He went to scratch at it, only to find that the scar was not there. He turned towards the mirror that he knew to be on the wall. He was not sure what he saw was correct. He saw Evil, pure Evil written all over 'his' face.

He screamed.

-Yes, that's right Harry Potter, look at my face! You see, I have found a way to get inside your head. I will be able to use you as my pawn in this war, just as Dumbledore did to you. Tonight, you will see why your parents died to save you!- Voldemort said as hw started walking towards the door. -Watch, Harry Potter, as your father saw me when I walked upon the door step.-

To Harry, it felt like he traveled through Time. He was looking upon a familar sight, a lost, familiar sight out of the Past.

Voldemort came walking across the grass. He saw the windows were open. 'Good,' he thought to himself, 'they are still up, maybe I could give them a fright while they are still alive!'

A shadow crept over the grass as James Potter walked up to the window. He looked out and saw a white faced man. At first he didn't recognize the shabby, well dressed man, and an even finer wand at his hip holster. As the fine looking young man came closer, he recognized the man to be young Lord Voldemort. James took one fleetingly deep breath, and yelled for Lily.

"LILY! TAKE HARRY AND RUN! THE DARK LORD HAS COME! HE HAS COME FOR HARRY! RUN!"

His father ran out onto the yard. "Go away, you filthy creep! You have no business with Harry! You will not touch Harry Potter!" there was a flash, a bright light, and the light flew inside the house.

"Very well... AVADA KEDAVERA!" The green light flew from the Dark Lord's wand and struck the man dead. "Oh, dear me! You're dead!" There came an evil cackle from deep inside the Dark Lord's throat. "Oh well! So much the merrier!" He walked inside.

The memory paused. And the Dark Lord's face appeared before Harry.

-You see, Harry, your father did not have to die, but he chose to use some unknown Magic to me at the time to protect you and poor Lily. Oh, well. But anyway, when your father was killed by my hand, that flash of light was some sort of Old Magic, one of which I had never heard of before, flew into you and imprinted himself on your soul. Now, seeing as how you had no idea, I wouldn't blame you for being the way you are; but, since you have turned your back on me many times before, I DO blame you! Now, let us get back to the show, shall we?-

And so the show went on, with Voldemort walking up the stairs to Baby Potter's room. He looked at the door. "Stupid Muggles! Using doors and such!" He blasted the door open and there stood Lily with Baby Harry in her arms. "Hello, Mrs. Potter!" he cackled. "I must kill baby Potter now!"

All of a sudden, the scene halted, and Lily's face appeared before Harry's eyes.

"Harry."

"Mum?"

"Yes, Harry, it's me. Now, son, listen to me. The Dark Lord knows not that I am interfering. I have something to tell you, something important, and it would be wise for you to listen closely." She looked at him with stern, loving eyes. "Okay, first of all, I need to tell you that your dad, Sirius, Cedric, Dumbledore, and I are all very proud of you, son.

"Second, you must seek out someone. She goes to a Japanese wizarding school. I dare not speak her true name, but among Witches and Wizards alike, she is known by a simple name, that name is Chi-Lang. Her true name, you must figure out for yourself.

"Thirdly, and foremost important, is that I am about to tell you something that even the Dark Lord does not know. The night he murdered your father and myself, I had taken extra precautions to ensure that you could not be killed, now or ever, by the Killing Curse. I had placed a charm around our house so that when Voldemort came, there would be a trigger of pure Magic to surge through your father and I, and it would go to you as soon as one of us was to be killed. What Voldemort told you about the imprint of your father was true. I am also imprinted on your soul. The imprinted part of my soul is the loving piece of me, the one that has the ability to be loved, and TO love. This is the piece of me that has more Love then hate.

"You have also got your Father's patience and apptitudes for flying and all matters dealing with the Dark Arts. You have the will to use the Dark Arts, but you will never WANT to use it. You have the trigger for OTHER Majicks at your disposal, new and old alike, to use against the Dark Lord when the time comes.

"I'm sorry, dear Harry! I have no more time left to speak to you. I must impress on you that you must, at all costs, keep friends close and make sure all on this good Earth, who still stands free, be saved from this wretched nightmare!"

His mother disappeared and he saw his younger self being held by his mother.

"Not Harry!" Lily kept yelling. "Kill me in his stead! Don't kill Harry!"

"Stand aside, fool! You need not die! I only came here to kill the 'Last Hope'! Stand aside, I say! Do not be a fool!" He went to grab Harry out of her hands, but she had other plans. She wiped out her wand and started speaking an odd language, one that he'd never heard of before.

"Karine Fla Lif Na Ragus! Kalif Ria Kane Galus Lie!" There was a flash and a pure gold light flowed into Harry.

"So be it..." he raised his wand. "Avada Kedavra!" The green spell hit her in the chest and she fell to the floor, Little Harry falling with her. "Now it is your turn, little boy! Avada Kedavra!"

To Harry, the spell moved in slow motion and took forever to reach Harry. The spell was halfway to Harry when the pure gold light flared around Harry and flew towards the green light and struck harder then humanly possible. The green light flew back at Voldemort and struck him in the chest. His body broken and battered, his essential Spirit dissipated, leaving nothing but his clothes behind...

The flashback ended, and Harry was left in a dark room in the Dark Lord's mind.

-See, now, Harry Potter? It was Ancient Magic that destroyed me before. Now, Harry, I must leave you, I will be in touch soon.- The Dark Lord's voice disappeared from the Mental Link that he and Harry share, and Harry awoke in a sweat. He got up and walked down the hall to the Family Portrait room where he sat looking at a blank spot on the wall. After a while, he started formulating a plan. He took one last, deep breath brfore he drifted off to an easy, restless, meditative sleep.

End Chapter 1.... next time, flashbacks on how he finds Japanese girl... how she reacts to the school.... and more flashbacks....