Now, I know I said slow updates but I never thought anyone would like the story at all… Thanks a ton to all that reviewed, followed the story, favorited the story, followed me, favorited me, or a combination of the above!

This chapter is dedicated to the actor that played Severus Snape, the great Alan Rickman, who died early in the morning on January 14th, 2016. To Alan Rickman, may your legacy live on, and may you always rest in peace.

Yin Meets Yang, a Harry Potter Fanfiction

Rating: T for language, violence, and abuse

Pairings: Undecided

Characters: Lady Hogwarts/Caeragwen, Lady Magic/Rhiannon, The Sorting Hat/Seth, Rose the Snake, Shard, Harry Potter, Dudley Dursley

Summary: The Sorting Hat knew what he had to do, it was his task given to him long ago by the four Founders of Hogwarts. Lady Hogwarts knew someone was messing with her wards, changing them and weakening them, she knew she needed to find a Founder's Heir. Lady Magic knew that the two black haired boys from different times would come together and fix the unbalance of Magic. An AU starting long ago, with a complex magical universe.

Warnings: THIS WILL HAVE SLOW UPDATES! IF YOU DON'T LIKE THIS, WAIT UNTIL THE STORY IS COMPLETE, BECAUSE I CAN'T PROMISE REGULAR UPDATES!

Speach Key:

"Normal Speech"

'Mental Speak'

{Parsssaltounge and other reptile dialects}

||Mammal Dialects||

+Bird Dialects+

*Plant and Tree Dialects*

"Old Celtic/Old English/Old Norse/Old Spanish"

Chapter 2: Meet Harry and Shard

Once upon a time,… hum… Well, actually, it all happened recently, and honestly, it's far from being a fairytale. So, let us begin right away.

10 year old Harry James Potter leaned against the trunk of a large oak tree at the neighborhood park and sighed. Shard was in one of his moods again. No matter how many times Harry tried to tell him it was ok, Shard would just hover darkly in the back of Harry's mind, thinking of bleak orphanages, violent beatings, and angry flashes of green light. Today, he was musing about the boy named Tom again, the orphan with rain-grey eyes and dark curls who performed magic in secret. The boy was angry, and Shard thought of him doing terrible things to the other children in the orphanage.

Harry thought he would do the same thing if he were in the situation the boy, Tom, was in.

{Hello, ssspeaker, isss Sssshard in a bad mood again?} hissed Rose, a small garden snake, who Harry and Shard had befriended over the years.

Shard adored serpents, and speaking Snake, or Parseltongue as Shard called it, seemed to come naturally to him. Shard was terribly clever with languages, and he often muttered phrases and curses in strange intricate tongues to himself in Harry's mind. But Snake was the only useful language he knew well, apart from regular human speech. Harry also taught Shard some of the other forms of speech he was learning from the animals and plants, but while he learnt it, Shard didn't think it would be important. He was fine learning languages like Basic Talk, Stag or Canine or any of the Bird dialects, but he just scoffed at the idea of learning Tree. It was a good thing the trees couldn't hear what he was muttering about them inside Harry's head, for Harry knew that some of them got easily offended, like the Willows, but especially the Maples. Maple trees, as Harry had learned, were extremely temperamental. They also hated jokes, as Harry had come to realize, if you wanted to exchange jokes, you went to the Cedars, or the Pines if you wanted more, how to put it, ah, adult themed jokes. Pine trees were quite perverted according to Shard, whenever Harry told him what the strong smelling trees had said.

{Hello, Rossse, isss hunting going well for you?}

{Hunting isss going quite well, Little Hatchling, how isss Little Ssshard?}

Shard huffed at being called little, but that was what Rose had called him since the day they had met.

{Ssshard is upssset about my relativesss...}

{Did they hurt you again Little Hatchling Ssspeaker?} Rose's tone of voice became stern, her pupils dilating into thin slits as opposed to the small ovals they were when she was happy.

Harry sighed; Rose was like the mother he never had, and she always knew when he was lying.

{Yesss, but it'sss not that bad Rossse! Jussst a few bruisesss...}

{I hate that you have to live there my Little Hatchling}

{I know you do Rosse, but I have to...}

"HEY FREAK!"

Oh no.

"Let's get him!"

Harry froze.

"I'll hold 'm down for ya Big D!"

Rose hissed.

"Not like the Freak can get away anyways!"

Shard wispered at Harry to run.

{RUN!} Hissed Rose

It was his 'cousin' Dudley.