A/N: Wow! Just Wow. I'm thrilled at all the response I received. You know just what to make a budding writer happy. Criticism is appreciated too!(As long as it's constructive) English isn't my first language and I realize that it seems a bit off. I have sent requests to beta's but they have yet to reply. If any of you are Beta out there please PM me. No seriously I do need a beta. I have updated the summary!

A/N 1: Harry will not be paired with Volde, not in slash nor as mentor. I have designed Harry's character as a bit of Megalomaniac and as the story progresses, Harry will come to view Hogwarts as his home. Since snakes are very territorial creatures I don't see Harry sharing his power base with him. As for slash, I haven't written ever and won't try to. I'm all for bromance but seriously I can't!

Disclaimer: Don't own Harry Potter.

Italics for parseltongue.

Evening passed by swiftly but for once in her life Petunia couldn't fathom the slight smile on the freaks face. It seemed that she was the only one who noticed that smile, others were too busy drooling over the food to thinks otherwise. She had given him extra chores and even went as far as locking him in his cupboard. But the smile still didn't disappear. Well, she would give no food to the brat for the next two days and see if that smile didn't disappear. It also seemed a good idea to call Marge here for a weekend and that will teach the freak a nice lesson. Yes, she smiled in satisfaction and begun eating food enthusiastically.

Harry Potter was trying very hard not to lash out. Neither could his snake. She seemed to want to chop the neck out of her body but harry had managed to placate her, for the moment. The plan was set, and that's all that mattered. Soon the Dursley retired into the drawing room to watch some program on tele. For some reason, Petunia was being quite smug about something. Vernon and Dudley were glued in front of the screen.

Harry smirked, 'Like father like son.' He went back to his 'room' and began his final preparations. An hour later the sound from the living room died out and he could hear the 'thump' 'thump' 'thump' of the footsteps climbing up the stairs. Harry was too nervous to sleep and tossed about in his hard wooden board.

Vernon's snores were all the indication that Harry needed that they had finally asleep. He turned to face his servant. Harry's nervousness must have shown as she appeared to be quite alert despite her eyes being closed. The forked tongue coming out was all the indication Harry needed that she was indeed, alert.

"You know what you have to do?" Harry asked, silently hoping that she would agree.

"Yes My Lord." The snakes eyes popped open and harry still couldn't fathom the grayness in her eyes or the blue slits.

"Do it." Harry hissed and sound felt strange even to him. Harry watched as the snake slowly disappeared. He opened the cupboard and calmly made his way to the fridge.

"Ah, Dudley's delicious chocolates!" Harry said his voice dripping with venom. He proceeded to calmly eat all of those and the leftovers in the oven. It was the mark of confidence on his snake that harry was eating peacefully sat on the dining table while Dursley's were incapacitated. He wondered if they even aware to know what bit them. 'Apparently not!' Harry thought. His stomach was as full as it could get and stifled a yawn. It was time to sleep peacefully and harry gladly welcomed the sleep. He smiled blissfully as the snake appeared besides him and gave a sharp nod. Things were about to change for Harry Potter for better, and with that thought he closed his eyes and welcomed the sleep.

Harry stirred, his biological clock reminding him to wake up. He felt the snake coiled on his arm and it proved to remind him that all was not a dream. He had no trouble accepting that magic was real, the proof was staring right in front of him.

He learnt quite a few things about the 'winders' in particular. Frostwinder had a lifespan of a month before they disintegrate into cold ash after laying eggs. But this bond enabled her to live beyond that and keep her stable. 'The sneaky snake' Harry thought fondly. He didn't want to lose his friend so fast. No, he wanted that she could be with him as long as he lived. The only thing harry had to bear was the reactive energy emitted by the snake if she were to disintegrate. It seemed to harry that this magical energy was supposed to either make her bigger, better or kill her. There was no middle path.

Harry shook out of his musings, there was still a month left before he had to worry about it. Till that time he hoped to take care of the Dursley problem. He could always kill them if they tried anything similar but chances of them acting decent or even civil were low. It was time to see the results of his plans and got up to get dressed.

'A new day, a new life!' Harry thought enthusiastically. He made into the kitchen and prepared himself delicious pancakes and an omelet. He loved cooking when his aunt wasn't around.

Thus it was a happy harry sat on the chair eating breakfast and juice when Dudley came down. It seemed that he had followed the smell of breakfast into the dining room.

"What are you doing on the table freak?" Dudley asked hoping to get a rise out of him. Harry was just contented with eating his breakfast.

"Wait till dad catches you eating on the table." Dudley smirked and placed his humongous butt on the chair. His smirk didn't remain on his face longer as he was horrified that there was no breakfast for him.

"MUM!" Dudley wailed. He waited in anticipation of her mother rushing down the stairs to sort the matter out. After five minutes of absolutely nothing at all, Dudley cracked his knuckles threateningly at harry.

"You'll make my breakfast freak, or else." Harry burped and took a deep sigh of satisfaction. It only angered Dudley more and he took a swing at him. Harry however was waiting for this and he slammed the glass right across the Dudley's face.

Unfortunately for Harry the glass didn't break but it managed to disorient Dudley. Harry seized his chance and gave a kick to the shins. Dudley was now on the floor wailing. With a swift kick on the mouth he managed to shut him up. It also burst open his lip.

"Are you alright Dudley?" Harry kicked hard on his nose and again on his mouth to shut him up.

"You should be more careful Dudley. Stairs can be slippery you know?" Harry kicked hard in his stomach. He derived great satisfaction on hearing 'oof'. How many times he had been punched in the guts. Harry took a deep breath and placed himself right in front of his face.

"You will keep quiet about this Dudley." Harry stood on his hand preventing him to do anything funny.

"Who knows one of these days you might actually fall from the stairs and break your neck?" Harry snarled. He could smell the distinct smell of urine and looked down to find that Dudley had actually wet himself.

"Make your own breakfast!" With another kick to Dudley's bum harry took the dishes to the sink. He opened the newspaper and started reading in quiet; as quiet as it could get with Dudley on the floor whimpering.

Harry spent his day shopping for clothes in the shops nearby while Dudley was safely locked up in the cupboard. Harry laughed at the antics of the boy. The pounding on the door, the shrieks for help and the subsequent resignation to fate. Harry had been through it all and it was now Dudley's turn to suffer the same fate as he had. 'That'll teach him a lesson he won't ever forget.'

The Dursleys were moaning in pain when harry had stood outside their door. The snake had the right idea of freezing their bones. Harry had a brilliant idea to extend the damage to their joints. As planned the snake had not left any bite mark on their skin. If ever they managed to get to hospital the doctor would simply say that they had a severe case of frostbite.

'Vernon would probably lose his limbs' Harry thought as he bought another T-shirt and added to his pile. He would never be able to hurt him again. He had wisely taken money out of his wallet. With a thick wad of cash he went on a shopping spree. He couldn't wait to see the reaction of his aunt and uncle when he wore new clothes. His snake was currently watching over Dudley if he tried anything funny. He had shut up pretty quickly once he had stomped on him.

All he was to do now was to go back to his house and claim the room of Dudley and play the video games on the Tele. Harry entered the house and found his uncle and his aunt seated on sofa. They were looking quite pale and harry could see their feet had colored black.

"HOW DARE YOU BEAT UP MY DUDDERS!" Petunia screeched. Vernon mustered up the courage to walk up to him looking murderous. It took quite awhile for him to reach Harry. Meanwhile harry was calmly looking to where his snake was seated and somehow he could tell sense him behind Dudley, poised to strike. With a swift move Vernon was knocked off his feet and Harry stomped his already darkened feet.

The effect was instantaneous. Harry never imagined Vernon could howl so loudly in pain. With a swift kick to his face managed to shut him up temporarily. A thud nearby alerted him to the other two bodies lying on the ground. Petunia seemed to be struggling to get up and dudley seemed to be trapped in invisible bounds. With renewed vigor he stepped over to Vernon's other foot. Harry smirked as he howled in pain, again.

"You never disappoint me Uncle." Harry said now stomping hard on Vernon's nose.

"What was it you said to me Uncle?" Harry now attacking the bloodied mass of Vernon furiously.

"You should take you punishment in silence!" Harry roared. This brought up quite of past deeds and Harry began hitting Vernon with fists. He clearly remembered the belt and how his back seared in pain on countless occasions. The body of Vernon soon become limp and Harry regained some sense and rushed to call ambulance. Meanwhile, he proceeded to drag Dudley back to the cupboard and lock him up with the snake in it. Harry laughed at the Petunia's frozen expression of terror and watched in satisfaction as she could only watch.

"I own you Aunt Petunia. And I will make you suffer." Harry proceeded to laugh in a snake like manner. It was truly a scary sight to find one laughing in hisses and snarls. Petunia was glad that she had just emptied the bladder before coming downstairs. It offered her some comfort when she was faced with blazing green eyes.

Harry had pulled a master stroke when the ambulance finally arrived. The frozen terror on his face, the worry and the tears; it was perfect and they ate it all up. How could a boy after all beat the man to a pulp. Harry had then filled in the gaps on how his 'Poor Uncle' had been having some problem with his legs. Looking at the obese giant, they didn't disagree in the slightest. They were even considering that Vernon Dursley might have a minor stroke.

Petunia proved to be difficult but she too was taken to hospital for her checkup. Nurses told her that she was just being 'hysteric' about everything and it was quite common thing when someone close suffers from accident.

Harry realized two things as he now lay in his soft bed. One, he needed to be powerful and two he needed more 'friends' for himself. This might have shown on his face as the snake prodded him gently.

"Is there a way to be more powerful Frost?" Harry asked sincerely and added, "How can I use this magic more? I'm not as quick as you nor have the abilities you possess." Harry sounded dejected, almost scared.

"You can My Lord. You just have to do it." For a moment harry thought that she sounded a bit bold but he shrugged it off. Maybe, it was the way they communicated, when they wanted to put a point across.

"What about bonds? Are there any to make me... you know more like you?" Harry was just plain inquisitive. He didn't think there was any way one could change into a snake or appear snake like. But then again, who knows what magic could really do? The snake in question was frozen, looking at Harry critically.

"There exists My Lord... Its too dangerous, you could die My lord."

"What is it?"

"Blood bond, My Lord."

"What does it do?"

"Borrows the characteristics of one another My Lord."

"All characteristics?"

"Usually the best ones My Lord, magic usually disallows to be harmed if its not intended in a ritual."

"So the bond is formed or not. There is no in-between?"

"Yes, My Lord, there is not." Harry was too excited to sleep and it took only a fraction to arrive at the decision.

"How to do it?" Harry asked and the snake obliged.

With a gash on her own skin and blood dripping from harry's hand, they both connected.

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