The prince of the snakes

H/D

Ch.1 Summer surprises

Disclaimer: I do not own anything Harry Potter, Or any other characters from other shows you may recognize, nor do I own any of the names I use in this Fic. !!

Warning: This is a yaoi fic. There Will be lots of boy on boy goodness. XP and I will have lots of bashing on pretty much everyone BUT the Slytherins...and the Weasley twins(snickers evilly) oh yes, I'm nice to them, very nice...lol, read on! Oh and I apologize ahead of time for my imagination running wild and naked away from me in this story.

Language:

Parsel tongue

regular

(added thoughts)

Harry walked down the hallways; he'd made a habit of roaming the empty corridors, not sleeping and all.

His feet hit the cold stone, heading on there own to their destination, letting Harry think.

This summer had been a lot worse then the other ones; Harry had had less to eat (Thanks to Dudley) And he had had no one to talk to. Sirius was dead, Hermonie hadn't talked to him since the whole Department of Mysteries bit, and even if Ron had contacted him he had still waited until the last possible moment to apologize.

He thought that maybe they blamed him for all the almost fatal things that had been happening to them. Harry scowled. Yeah sure, he WANTED a slimy old bastard after him! He let out a bitter laugh.

Yeah, sure, old Voldie old pal, you can use my blood to resurrect yourself and then try to kill me! Also while you're at it can you kill Cedric? He's always been a pain in my ass! Jee thanks Voldie for tricking me into getting the only family I had left that cared for me killed. Harry sighed.

His Slytherin side was coming out more and more lately. He didn't mind though, he'd had to hide his Slytherin side for years and he was tired of having to cover up the real him.

He even knew why his Slytherin side was coming out more, though he wished he didn't.

His body stopped in front of an all too familiar wall. Harry closed his eyes and reached into himself to find his core. He smirked and spoke in parsel tongue.

"Reveal yourself!"

He opened his eyes, that now had silver specks mixed in with his emerald green, and looked at the flagstones. On the one right in front of him sat a curled up snake, it glowed silver as he brought his hand closer to it.

Laying his palm on the snake, having done this many times before, he didn't wince when the snake merged into his skin leaving a black snake tattoo just like the silver cobra that had been on the stone seconds before.

"Open," He said calmly.

The walls slowly parted to create an archway full of darkness. The near blindness didn't bother Harry as he entered.

He walked the dark tunnel with memorized steps as he continued his trail of thought.

--flashback...sorta--

The night five minutes before midnight, before he turned seventeen, he had received two letters, but not from his so-called friends; One had been from the Ministry, and the other from Gringotts.

He opened the letter from the Ministry first, it read:

Mr. Potter;

We are pleased to say that you are now of age. You may perform magic outside of school, and you may travel to wherever you please. At seventeen you may either search for a job with what education you have, or you can finish your last year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. If you choose to not go back to the school we will accept this decision and tell the headmaster immediately.

Sincerely yours, Cornelius Fudge.

Harry had scowled at the name. Yeah, he wouldn't go to school, then he'd be defenseless when Voldemort came. He had reluctantly picked up the second letter.

Harry, my boy!

I hear that you are finally of age! Good for you! Now down to business, since you are of age you have some new responsibilities, I have here two wills to read to you. One is your parents' and the other, Mr. Black's. You are to come to Gringotts immediately! There is also another kind of inheritance you are coming into. You should get a splitting headache around midnight from this inheritance, but don't worry, you are fine. I will explain everything when I see you tomorrow at ten AM sharp! I will send a port key to you in the morning! See you then!

Sincerely yours, your Gringotts goblin, Gerard.

Harry had stared at that letter for a few seconds then looked at the clock. It had been almost exactly midnight. Harry had had to suppress a scream as his head exploded in pain. He had collapsed onto the floor clutching his head. His teeth went through his bottom lip as he bit to not let a scream escape his mouth. He felt the blood drip down his chin as he passed out.

--end flashback--

Harry blinked as he reached a door. The door was made of mahogany with black paint. The paint was peeling in places, revealing the soft wood underneath the surface.

Harry sighed and brought up his hand to an indention in the wood. He breathed out and spoke at the same time.

"Out! Enter and test me!"

The snake that had been resting in his palm came forth and entered into the wood. It curled around itself and opened blood red eyes.

"What do you want boy?" The snake had a very old wise voice that still had a cold cutting edge to it from when it had seen younger days.

"I wish to enter the Black library."

"Ah, well then I need to test your blood." The snake sounded amused. Harry suppressed a growl.

He put his finger where the snake's head was located and winced when sharp teeth entered his flesh.

He would never get used to that sensation.

"Well my prince it's been a while. Tell an old snake what you have been up to." Harry smiled his now fang filled smile at the snake.

"Well my friend, I have been trying to research about my heritage. Regretfully, I have found very little." He suppressed a sigh.

The snake turned wise red eyes upon him. Harry felt as if he were summing him up, seeing if he were worthy. Harry guessed he passed whenever the snake nodded his head once and began to speak.

"Harry, you are a very rare and special sort," He paused for effect, "You are the last heir. You can control my kind with a simple thought, a whisper of a thought even. You are to have one goal in life, my boy, to kill all evil, or join and rule it. There was a prophesy made about you, was there not?" Harry nodded, taking in all of what the snake was saying carefully, especially the part about ruling all evil. " What was it?"

"Well it really just said that neither Voldemort nor I can exist while the other is alive, and that I'm the only one that can vanquish him." Harry didn't really want to think about the prophesy, it reminded him that his choices didn't matter, that his life has been controlled from day one.

"Do you wish to know something else, my boy?" Asked the snake casually. Harry just nodded warily. "There was also another prophesy made by someone, before you were born, about a boy that would be an heir would also be a dark ruler, did you hear of this prophesy?" Harry shook his head in the negative. Then a thought occurred to him and his mind went back to the morning after his birthday.

--flashback thing--

He woke up on the floor in his so-called room. He groaned and rubbed his head which still had a slight throbbing at the back. He turned around when he heard tapping on the bars of his window.

Harry walked over to the window and waved his hand in front of the three middle bars. They disappeared, letting Hedwig enter.

Harry had also discovered this summer that he was skilled at wandless magic, which had surprised him. Hardly anybody anymore could perform wandless magic.

He sighed and took the letter from around Hedwig's leg, giving her an owl treat. She nipped his fingers in thanks. Harry smiled slightly.

Harry opened the letter and reached inside and to his surprise, again, grabbed a feather. Before Harry could say or do anything he felt a sharp tug at the back of his navel. It was the port key that was mentioned in the previous letter.

When Harry had stopped spinning and had landed on solid ground, he still didn't open his eyes. The memories of the Tri-Wizard Tournament came back to him. He staggered to his knees and tried to regain his thoughts. He wasn't in the graveyard, HE WASN'T IN THE GRAVEYARD! He opened his eyes.

"Harry, my boy, are you all right?" Harry's head snapped up at the sound of the slightly nasal voice of a goblin.

"Y-yes, I'm fine, are you Gerard?" The goblin nodded. He was dressed in a black suit, and he had black rectangle glasses on his nose that he kept pushing up over and over.

Harry once again thanked Merlin for him not needing to wear his. He had woke up a week ago and could see perfectly.

He had thought at first that he had fallen asleep in his glasses, but then he saw the ugly things on his bedside table. He hadn't needed them since.

"Yes, I am, how are you? Did the headache come? Of course it did. How do you feel?" Before Harry could answer any of his questions, he was rushed to a chair in front of a very neat desk. Gerard put his hand on his forehead and tisked. "Harry, you feel a tad bit warm, are you sure you're OK?" Harry tried to respond when once again he was interrupted. "Now that I know you're Ok I'll get right down to business." Harry nodded unsurely...was this guy all there?

"Harry, you are here for three reasons, two of them being wills, your parents' and your godfather's, Mr. Black's. The third matter is of far more importance, but first you shall have the two wills read to you. Understood?" Harry nodded his consent.

"Very good." Gerard nodded and opened a drawer in his desk, pulling out two pieces of parchment. He sat the first down on the table and unfolded the second.

"This is your parents' will. In this they have left you everything." Harry nodded. "Their land, their gold, and most of all their love." Harry's head snapped up. Gerard smiled and went on. "The properties are paid for for life, so no worries there. You receive the Potter Manor, and a small island off the coast of Alaska...very cold, my boy." Harry nodded for Gerard to continue. "Yes, and the gold in Gringotts...er...here, comes to a rather high sum. I assume you've been to a vault here?" Harry nodded. "That was your vault. It has only one-third of what is in your parents' vaults."

Harry gaped. If he remembered correctly there was quite a bit of gold in his account. He tried to think of a sum three times as much but could not.

"Yes, that is quite a bit, my boy, but there is still more to come." Harry looked at the other piece of parchment.

Sirius, thought Harry, He missed his Godfather. He knew he hadn't known him very well, but that didn't matter, he still missed his bark-like laughter and his smile that was so dog-like as well. He grew sad at these thoughts but didn't have long to muse when Gerard started talking again.

"Mr. Black's will is next." He picked up the parchment and unfolded it.

"He also has left you everything: his properties and his gold. The properties are The Grimauld Place, the Black Manor, and another island off the coast of Hawaii, very tropical. He has left you the Black vault and all that lies within it."

With that Gerard handed him three keys. "The first," a very beat-up looking key with runes on it, red, "is to your father's vault. The second," A shiny key with vines going from the tip of the key all the way to the ringlet part, green, "is to your mother's vault. The third," He now had a black key with silver snakes running up and down the sides, their mouths opening by the hole at the top, "is to the Black vault. Shall we go take a look?"

Harry nodded, still staring at the Black key. For some reason the snakes on it caught his interest. It was like they were alive, he could almost feel them breathing under his fingers.

He was lead out by Gerard to the halls with the strange devices you sit in to get to the vaults.

"Which vault first Harry?" Harry looked at the keys. For some reason he thought he'd like to go to the Black vault last, so he stuck that one in his pocket. He then looked at the remaining two and decided on the red one, his father's.

"I'd like to go to my father's vault first." He held out the key but Gerard shook his head.

"The keys only respond to you. You must find a way to unlock the number of the vault on each before we can go to them." Harry looked at the red key in his hand closely. It had three runes on it, each a different number he knew. He smiled. "The vault number is 234."

Gerard nodded and the cart took off. They were there in a matter of minutes. Harry got out of the cart feeling winded.

"How do I ..open it?" Gerard just pointed for him to go closer to the locked vault door. When he got to the point where he could touch it, he searched and finally found a keyhole. He pushed the rusted key in and turned. There was a huge creaking sound then the door slowly opened to reveal a room stacked with galleons.

Harry gaped again. This was only one of the vaults he had to go to! How would he ever find use for so much gold? He took a step inside and looked around.

Everything was a mess, nothing was organized only in piles everywhere. Books lay there, while gold lay here. It was a mess.

Harry took one look and turned on his heel and left in disgust. Only his father would have a vault that messy. He shook his head. Since when had he become so neat?

He shrugged and added it to the pile of strange things changing for him this summer.

"Already ready to leave?" asked Gerard, a little amused.

"Have you seen it in there?" Harry asked in disgust. Gerard only chuckled.

"Might as well go to my mother's now." He took out the green key and studied it while Gerard shut his fathers vault. The vines seemed to each be in a different design.

One was twirled, while one was ripping slightly, one was blossoming flowers, and the last was starting to sprout what looked like deadly seeds.

He was starting to get frustrated looking at the key, because he couldn't figure out the numbers. Harry gasped when he saw one of the flowers wilt and die at his touch.

He gently rubbed the dying flower with thoughts of wanting it to grow, it sprang to life at full force. Harry smiled. This key worked with emotions, how like his mother.

He touched one of the pods and only thought about wanting the number to the vault. The pod slowly opened to reveal a flower growing there, very slowly. Harry watched until the flower bloomed, revealing a silver flower with a blue number on each of its four petals.

"The number to my mother's vault is 7,923," Harry told Gerard. Gerard smiled and nodded getting back in the cart after Harry. Then they were off again.

This time when Harry got off of the evil cart of Hell, (dubbed by Harry when he'd hit his head for the third time) they were standing in front of a smaller vault.

Harry walked up to it and searched for a keyhole. He found it on the left hand side of the vault door. He inserted the key and immediately the door opened for him, not creaky or slow, like his father's, but silent and fast.

Harry stepped inside and was immediately inside the exact opposite of his father's vault. There were shelves everywhere.

The whole place was categorized. Harry walked in further to see a book sitting on a table. He walked up to it to see it told of where all the things were and what each shelf contained. It was a giant index; For the whole vault.

The first half of the shelves contained books (so like his mother) and the second held gold and assorted things, like photo albums and so forth.

Harry spent a few more minutes flipping through the book, then decided to come back at a later time to look around here and to organize his fathers vault as well. He went to the shelf that held all of the photo albums and grabbed the lot, hoping their would be more pictures of his parents.

He jumped into the damned cart, after putting the albums carefully aside, and studied the last key as Gerard closed the vault and came to sit next to him.

Harry stroked the silver snakes and could feel there warm skin under his fingers. He suddenly knew what to do. In parsel tongue he asked for the number. He saw Gerard out the corner of his eye jump back as he spoke in the lost language.

The snakes immediately took shape and into numbers they read 666. Harry almost dropped the key in surprise but relayed the information to Gerard anyways. The goblin didn't seem disturbed by the number at all. He forgot that it was a muggle belief.

When they made it to the vault, Harry gasped. The vault wasn't plain like the other two. This one had silver, red, green, and yellow snakes engraved all into the black surface. They all moved and hissed in their own language.

Harry almost smiled in pure joy. Oh, how he loved these creatures! Harry quickly jumped from the evil, EVIL cart and ran towards the vault.

The carvings were so real, so lively. He touched the closest snake tentatively. It was silver with a black hourglass on its head, it had blood red eyes.

All the snakes stopped moving and hissing when Harry touched the snake.

"Who are you boy?" Asked the silver snake he was still petting.

"I am Harry Potter, Sirius Black's Godson." All the snakes hissed in a happy way at the sound of his name. Harry off-handedly thought it odd.

"Ah, so you are the one. I see...have you the key?" Harry nodded and showed it to the snake. "Good, good, you may enter." With that the vault door swung open to reveal a dark room.

Harry stepped in hesitantly then strode with more dignity. He felt safe in this place, he felt at home. He heard the snakes start up there friendly hissing again.

When he reached what he thought was the middle of the overly large cavern, lights snapped on revealing things from wall to wall.

Harry gasped. This place was overly magnificent. On the right side of the vault was bags and bags full of Galleons from stone floor to stone ceiling.

Harry turned to his left. There were thousands of glass cages. All full of...snakes! Harry rushed over to the nearest cage and bent down to look in. It held a sleeping cobra. It was a pale white with stormy black and red spots entangling themselves together and mixing with the white, it seemed to be at least four or five feet long.

He got up and looked at all the cages one by one. Each held a different kind of snake, all new to him. All asleep.

He went from row to row when he came to one cage at the end of the last row. This snake was not asleep. Its eyes were trained on him. One green the other a light blue, as if blind.

"Hello, My name is Harry Potter." He bowed his head in a manner of respect.

"Hello, Harry Potter. It is nice to meet you...have you come to take me with you?" She had a startlingly young strong sounding voice, but motherly all the same.

Harry looked intently at this snake and took in all its features.

It was an anaconda by the looks of it, but not one he had ever seen before. Its skin, silky and taut, was black with silver streaks trailing along its sides. It had the same hourglass shape on its head but red. It looked at him with plea.

"How long have you been locked up in here? And why are all the others asleep? Why are you not asleep?" She lowered her head and spoke in a sad longing voice. She made Harry's heart ache and he knew he would have to take her with him.

"I have been here for maybe one hundred years They are all asleep, because they are under a spell of one of the earlier Blacks, an enchanted sleep so that they don't know they are imprisoned, I woke up a few ten, twenty years ago. They only wake one of us when they need us for a spell, I am awake because my kind are immune to certain things, it isn't very often for us to be under a spell for very long. Will you take me?" Harry looked at the snake again.

"yes, of course I will take you with me...and two others as well, do you have any suggestions in as to which ones I should take?" The snake got an evil looking glint in its' eyes, it made Harry inwardly smirk. He had chosen well.

"Yes, I do have one suggestion, I shall take you to him if you would do the pleasure of taking me out." Harry nodded and looked for the latch on the cage, when he found it he slapped his forehead in annoyance. It was password protected, he had to have the spell AND the password to open it.

" You wouldn't happen to know the password would you?" Harry asked.

"Actually I do, The password is sslythferdai, and the spell is to only speak it in the snake language." Harry nodded not asking what it meant.

Once he had opened the blasted cage he put his hand in slightly, she immediately curled her large body around his. Her head rested next to his ear as the rest of her body wrapped itself around his abdomen and right leg.

"Am I too tight?" She asked. Harry just shook his head in the negative.

Harry felt very relaxed and happy while walking through the rows of snake cages. He walked about ten paces before he realized something.

"Um, whats your name?" The snake did a hiss breath thing that Harry supposed was a laugh.

" My name is Nagiri" Harry started. That sounded so much like Nagini, Tom's snake.

"You wouldn't happen to be related to Nagini would you?" Harry asked tentatively.

She did her hiss like laughter again. "Yes, she is my sister, You know her, do you not Harry?" Harry just nodded.

Nagiri led him to another cage, three rows from the front. It held a viper, it was crimson with what looked like black X's all over its body. It also had a black circle around each eye, ans on the left side of it's head was a crimson Japanese symbol.

"How do I wake it up?" Harry turned to Nagiri.

"Well once you open the cage it should automatically wake up, and His name is Gaara. He has a very bad temper, but I think he will take a liking to you immediately." Harry shrugged and said the password.

Harry jumped when the snakes eyes snapped open and he could swear he was glaring at him. His eyes had no pupils, and they were the color of sea foam.

"What the fuck do you want? And where the hell am I? Is that you Nagiri? Answer my questions dammit!" His voice was cold and devoid of any emotion. Harry stared at the snake...what the hell? He guessed Nagiri was underestimating his temper.

"Yes Gaara, it's me...I see you haven't changed, and this is Harry Potter."

Gaara's head snapped up. "Harry you say...hmmmm...nice to meet you, now take me out of this damn cage." Harry chuckled slightly then hurriedly put his arm in the cage. He silently wondered why the snake warmed up to him so quickly.

Gaara immediately wrapped himself comfortably around Harry's arm, his head resting in the hollow of his neck.

"So is this all or are we getting anyone else?" Asked Gaara.

" I wanted one more, you guys can pick whom, if you wish." They looked at each other and shook there heads.

"We can think of no one, did you have a certain snake in mind Harry?"

Harry thought for a few minutes while he was walking slowly down the rows, when he thought of the cobra, the first snake he had seen here.

"Yeah actually, I have just the one." With that Harry sprinted to the first cage on the first row. Both the snakes on his body hissed in pleasure and fear when they saw his choice.

"You have wonderful taste , to choose without help one as powerful as Itachi." The name alone gave Harry shivers.

"what do you mean?" He asked curiously.

"Itachi is known very well to pure blood families, and to snakes every where. I had no idea he was even here, they must have had one hell of a time capturing him." Gaara informed him.

" He can do many things, he can talk openly to humans, and he can go into the said persons mind, he will trust no one unless he has read they're thoughts first, but if you were to gain his trust you would have a very powerful friend. He can even beat me in power." Nagiri informed him.

Harry stared at the beautiful snake, then said the password without fear. The snakes eyes snapped open and Harry stared at them.

The snakes eyes were pure red with a circle and a pupil of black, on the thin circle were three shapes fanning out to make sort of a pinwheel.

Harry felt his mind trying to be entered and immediately threw up his strongest shields, they were broken down like paper. A calming, menacing, gentle, and firm presence entered his mind; The presence went through everything from his childhood memories to his thoughts of sexual activities, it chuckled at that part, a deep cold menacing laugh, yet somehow comforting and soft. A males laugh. He knew why, they were all of men, he had figured he was gay since fifth year, after the Cho incident.

Then as if it were never there it trickled out of his mind like water.

"You have my trust and loyalty." The voice came from the snake. Thats all he said, it was in the same voice as the chuckle in Harry's mind. Itachi had been the one in his mind.

Harry nodded and put his other arm into the cage. Itachi went up his arm delicately the wrapped himself around his neck many times. He looked at the other two but said nothing.

Harry smirked. This year was going to be better, he could feel it.

He then left the vault to meet Gerard in the Hall, grabbing a bag of galleons on the way. Harry couldn't help but snicker when the goblin squealed and jumped four feet away when he saw the snakes.

They then got back in the very menacing deadly cart thing. With lots of mutterings from Harry.

Thousands of curses and angry hisses later they were back at Gerard's office. Harry stepped back from the door when he saw the look the Goblin gave him.

It was either one of fear, or one of great sympathy. Harry couldn't tell.

"Now, I'm afraid, I must tell you of the reasons for that headache you had at midnight." Harry gulped. He knew that this wasn't going to be good, not good at all.

--end of flashback thingy--

Harry snapped back to reality. He looked at the door and sighed. He had to go back to Hogwarts in three days. He had to leave for Diagon Alley tomorrow, or today as the time may be.

Harry sighed and ran his fingers through his hair.

"My boy is there something the matter, I lost you there for about ten minutes." Harry jumped. He had forgotten that the old snake was still there.

"No I am fine but I'm afraid I can talk no more, or go into the library, I have lost to much time." With that he

nodded his head and headed back through the tunnel to his room.

What he had learned in that office had most definitely changed his life.

Harry reached his room in the Black manor and crashed on his bed. He immediately went to sleep for the first time since the day he found out what he truly was.

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AN: Hey guys this chapter is like ooooober long (Haha I said oober) I know that I didn't tell you what he was ( though if you're smart you should have figured it out.) but I will next time! And there are some old friends, and some old lovers in the next chapter! squee! Also this chapter was 11 pages long! OMG! I out did myself, just don't get used to it okay?