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The summer passed quickly for Harry at Grimmauld Place. It seemed that after that halloween night, the Potter's had moved in with Sirius, so they all lived at Grimmauld Place. Matthew would be going into his fifth year while Lacy would be going into third and were a Gryffindor and Ravenclaw respectively. It also seemed that they both took after James, because Matthew was a chaser for the lions and Lacy was a seeker.

Harry inwardly beamed with pride at the mention that she was a seeker. He wondered if she was any good, he'd like to have a competition.

His dreams had been getting weirder lately and something didn't feel right. At random times throughout the day, he would find himself reaching up to touch his neck when he would remember that he no longer had the necklace with him. When that happened, he would slightly hyperventilate…he needed to figure out what that meant.

Soon, it was September 1st and Harry found himself going to the platform with his family for the first time. Lily was fussing over her children, making sure that they had everything while also stating that she would miss them through the year. James merely rolled his eyes, it was the same every year.

"Now, you all know to write and try not to get into to much trouble," here she glared at Matthew, who blushed and looked away. "It was Ron's fault."

Lily narrowed her eyes, "regardless of whose fault it was, I do not wish for a repeat. Do I make myself clear?"

Matthew pursed his lips and nodded. "Yes mum."

She kissed him on the cheek, "good-bye and have a good year. I expect you to study…it's your O.W.L year after all."

Matthew moaned, "don't remind me." He gave his mum one last kiss and his dad a hug before running off to find his friends. Lily repeated the same actions with Lacy, who also followed her brother's footsteps.

That left Harry alone with James and Lily. Sirius and Remus had said good-bye at the house and then left for work. Harry paused as he felt a hand on his shoulders. He glanced down at Lily, who was looking up at Harry with worry. "Are you alright?"

Harry nodded, "I'll be fine. Don't worry about me."

Lily seemed like she wanted to say something but decided not to. Instead she reached up and kissed Harry on the cheek, "if it get's to be to hard, please don't be afraid to write. I'm here for you."

Harry's insides warmed. They only had the summer to get to know each other and already Lily was acting with a mother's love. "Thanks mum." He hugged her and buried his face in her hair as he got this weird feeling that he wasn't sure when he would see her again.

Lily frowned but allowed Harry to hug her then let him be pulled away by James. Harry buried his face in his father's chest, feeling the same feeling. James patted him on the back, "everything will be fine. You'll never have to go back to that monster again."

It was like James knew what he was thinking. Harry pulled back and shook his head, "you don't know that…what if it happens and what if this time…I never make it back?"

James gently cupped Harry's face and glanced down at Harry with love in his eyes, "I promise that I will always find you." He bent down and kissed Harry on the forehead, "now, get going or you'll miss the train."

Harry nodded and took one last look before he made his way on the train. He was walking down the hall trying to find Matthew or Lacy when he was suddenly yanked into an empty compartment. He spun around intending to yell at whoever it was when suddenly he was pushed back into the door, Draco Malfoy's face inches from his.

Harry inwardly tensed as he waited for the negative comment but was mildly surprised when Draco stayed silent and simply rested his face on Harry's chest. "Why?"

It was one question and Harry knew what it really meant. Harry sighed and went to sit down, "Draco…this isn't me." Draco scoffed, "isn't you! Don't be ridiculous!" Harry shook his head, "I don't want any part of dark magic…Voldemort is all about dark magic."

Draco's eyes widened, "you called him Voldemort. You never call him that…it's always father."

Harry narrowed his eyes, "he's not my father and never will be."

Draco backed up at the anger, "Harry…I don't like this…please come back. You don't need to go to school…go back home and to your father."

Harry snarled, "don't you get it! I can never go back there! He's not who you all think he it." He stood up and tried to open the door. When it wouldn't budge, he got angrier, "let me go Draco."

Draco crossed his arms, "no. I don't think so. Not until you tell me why you've changed. The Harry I knew couldn't wait to get out there and follow in your father's footsteps."

Harry closed his eyes and tried to calm himself down. It wouldn't do him any good to show his powers. He suddenly spun around and caught Draco by surprise, pinning him to the window. Without warning, he brought his lips down on Draco's and felt the boy feebly struggle beneath him. Draco soon gave up and Harry had his full attention and used it to his advantage.

He finally pulled away, "I know you Draco…don't tell me you're happy giving your life to that crazy bastard. He would kill you in a heartbeat if he wanted." He stood up and with one last glare at Draco stormed out of the compartment.

Draco watched him go and brought up a hand to his lips. What Harry said was true, the only reason Draco followed the dark lord was simply because of Harry. Harry was the sun to his night and if Harry had the courage to break free, then maybe it was time for Draco.

Harry was fuming as he stormed away from Draco. Why was it that Draco always managed to rile him up?

"Ah…there you are Jameson."

The door slid open and Harry saw Neville's face. Harry grinned and stepped inside to see the whole gang there. Neville closed it behind Harry, "where did you go?"

Harry grimaced, "some kid called Draco Malfoy cornered me. Wanted to know where my allegiance was."

Neville shared a glance with Ron before turning back to Harry, "word of advice…you should steer clear of Malfoy. He and his whole family are dark. I bet he's seen you-know-who in person."

Ron nodded in agreement, "in fact, steer clear of any Slytherin..they're all bad eggs as far as I'm concerned."

Harry frowned, "really? You would base someone's personality just on what house they get in?"

Ron winced as he realized what he said. "It's just-"

"No, Ron is right. Family is important to them and if their family supports that bastard then so will they." This came from Ginny, who crossed her arms, "there's not a single good person in that house."

Harry didn't say anything. It was clear that in this world the Slytherin's had a worse reputation then in his old world, but he knew Draco and knew that he wasn't bad, as well as the others in Slytherin. "How do you know that no other evil wizards haven't arose from one of the other houses? It's not a house that defines you…it's your actions."

The compartment was silent and Harry wondered if he had taken it to far when the door slip open and Hermione stepped in, "well said Jameson." Her arms were crossed and she was glaring at the others, "now I know we've had bad run-ins with the Slytherins, but that should be no reason as to taint Jameson's view."

Matthew rolled his eyes, "we were only warning him…that's all. Right?"

Nods came from everyone. Hermione didn't looked like she agreed but sighed and just sat down next to Neville. Harry was silent and decided to spend the rest of the train ride looking out the window. Soon, they arrived at the station and it was time to go to Hogwarts. Hermione looked at Harry, "I'm not sure how you're supposed to get up to the castle. I thought that a professor-"

"I'll take it from here, Ms. Granger."

Harry swallowed as he felt Snape's hands grip his shoulder. Hermione gave Harry a quick smile and ran off to join the others in their carriage. Harry glanced up at Snape, "let's make this quick." Harry felt the space twist and morph until it stopped and he saw that they were at the gates of Hogwarts. He glanced up at Snape, who snorted, "the headmaster has decided to have you sorted in private, away from the first years."

Harry was led to Dumbledore's office. Snape was silent the whole way and Harry wondered what his part was in this war. He obviously was a spy for Dumbledore but he wondered why he stayed.

"The boy, Albus."

"Ah. Thank you Severus." He waved a hand for Harry to join him, "this will only take a minute."

Harry nodded and moved forward to allow Dumbledore to place the hat on his head. "Hmmm…what is this? A Potter? Wait…you are the oldest Potter child and not from here…that Fawkes is playing a dangerous game but I agree. You have the power to change this world, but for now…a sorting. You were in Gryffindor and you would do well there but I think that it's time for a change."

Harry grew cold at the hat's voice. That could only mean one thing. Sure enough the hat yelled out that dreaded word, "Slytherin!"

The hat was slowly pulled off and Harry was almost to afraid to meet the eyes of Dumbledore. Both Dumbledore and Snape were shocked and Harry was sure that this wouldn't end up well. Dumbledore recovered faster, "well…a little change is needed."

Harry glanced down and noticed that his robes now held the emblem for Slytherin and his tie was green and silver. He could here the words said on the train and wondered what they would do when they found out.

"Now…it's time for dinner." Dumbledore led them out of his office and to the Great Hall. The doors opened and it was Snape who pushed Harry through the doors and over to the Slytherin table. Harry could feel the stares and catching a glimpse of Ron and Neville's faces was enough to know what they thought.

Snape moved him until he was behind Draco, who looked at Harry with a reserved expression. "Yes, Professor Snape?"

"This boy, Jameson Evans was sorted into Slytherin. You will be his guide."

Draco nodded, "yes sir."

Snape pushed Harry down beside Draco and made his way to the head table. Harry could feel the stares and wanted nothing more then to get away. He tensed as he felt a hand on his thigh and he glanced over at Draco. "Jameson Evans?"

Harry narrowed his eyes at the blond, "don't start." He grumpily turned to his plate and waited for the stupid first years to be sorted. When that was done, Dumbledore got up to say a few words, "welcome to another year. It is with my great pleasure that I introduce a transfer student. His name is Jameson Evans and he was sorted into Slytherin earlier. Please do your best to make him feel welcome. Now let's eat."

Dumbledore sat down and the tables were filled with food. Harry was too anxious to really pay attention to what he was eating but somehow he got through dinner and desert when Draco pulled him out of the great hall.

Draco didn't stop until they were in front of the Slytherin dorms. "Purebloods." The door sprang open and Harry was pulled into the common room. Harry had had enough, "Draco! Stop!"

Draco let go of his hand, "no. You wouldn't tell me on the train so tell me now. What is your plan? Why are you here and going by an alias. Did you run away so you could come to school?"

Harry sighed. "Maybe I did or maybe I didn't. What matter's now is that I'm here and that's final."

Draco wanted to bang his head against a wall. For now he settled with running his hands through his hair, "Harry…I don't think you understand what's at stake here or that you know what you're doing. At the mansion you only have me to deal with…here you have to deal with people who are going to have no idea who you are."

Harry closed his eyes. Even though Draco was being annoying, Harry could see that he truly cared. "I'll be fine. I'm stronger then I look." Harry stood up and made his way so that he stood directly in front of Draco, "Draco…I just want to be around people my age. There's no harm in that. Just please, promise me you'll keep my secret."

Draco was torn. Harry could see that. The final straw was when Harry turned his eyes to Draco's and Harry could see Draco weakening. Finally Draco sighed and closed his eyes, "fine."

That said, the door opened and the rest of the Slytherins made their way into the common room. Draco pulled Harry over to where a group of older students were hanging, "everyone this is Jameson Evans." He turned to Harry and pointed everyone out, "this is Theo Nott," a solum faced young man gave Harry a brisk nod, "this is Blaise Zambini," Harry briefly remembered the dark skinned italian from his old reality, "this is Pansy Parkinson, Daphne Greengrass, Tracy Davis and Millicent Bullstrode." Draco pointed out the only females in the year and Harry inwardly swallowed, they were much cuter here then in his old reality.

"And finally we have Vincent Crabbe and Greg Goyle." He ended up pointing to the two oafs. Turning back to Harry, "that's everyone in the year."

Daphne Greengrass was eyeing Harry with a somewhat amused smirk, "so Evans…how did you manage to end up in the house of snakes? You scream Gryffindor."

Draco minutely flinched and Harry gave Daphne a smirk of his own, "well if I gave you all my secrets then I wouldn't be a model Slytherin." He leaned down to whisper in her ear, "I'll leave it up to you to figure it out."

He stepped back and made his way to the rooms. The seventh years watched him leave, each one secretly trying to figure the strange new student out.

Meanwhile in Gryffindor, a opposite reaction was taking place.

"The nerve of that…that stupid Evans! He probably knew he was going to get put in that slimy snake house."

"Ron! Watch what you say." Hermione was pleading, "don't say that. The hat sorted him…the real question is what are you going to do about it? I still want to be his friend…"

Ron couldn't believe what he was hearing. "Hermione, do you hear yourself? He's a snake. There's no telling what will happen now."

Neville was nodding in agreement. "Ron's right Hermione. We've lost Jameson to the snakes…they're going to poison his mind against muggle borns and the like."

Hermione couldn't believe her friends. There was no arguing so she threw her hands up in the air and stormed off. Ron and Neville were baffled and turned to Ginny. She was watching the scene with amusement and started to follow Hermione, "really guys…you need to learn when to shut up. Jameson hasn't done anything and deserves the benefit of the doubt."

Matthew was quiet. His thoughts were still on what Lacy had found out earlier in the summer. There hadn't been a good time to bring it up and so he had gone through the summer getting to know Evans. Now that he thought about it, the name Jameson Evans was a play on his parents names. According to Lacy, 'Jameson' probably didn't want to come forward until he felt comfortable so an alias was made so that he could get to know certain people.

Matthew wondered what his parents would think, a Potter getting sorted into Slytherin was unheard of and he didn't want his parents to get mad or think that their son was going dark. He stood up, "they're right. You liked him well enough over the summer. Don't let his sorting turn you away from a friend."

Ron spluttered, "what are you going to do? I know what your father thinks about snakes."

Matthew shrugged his shoulders, "I'm going to change that. I like Jameson and want to be his friend and if he's a snake then so be it…I'm friends with a snake." With that said, he turned to head up to his room, leaving behind Ron and Neville to their thoughts.

Voldemort crumbled the letter in his hands. For now, he could live with Hadrian in the clutches of that stupid Dumbledore. Hadrian was in Slytherin, so that afforded some protection, but Voldemort would only allow this facade for so long before he would recall Hadrian back to his side.

"My lord?"

Voldemort slowly turned around. "What is it Lucius?"

The one and only Lucius Malfoy bowed his head, "I have reason to believe that Hadrian has left behind the…object."

Voldemort raised his eyebrow, "you believe…and pray tell, why do you think this? I have instructed him to never take it off."

Lucius Malfoy was silent before he slowly held up his hand, "because, I found it in his room."

Voldemort stared at the necklace in Lucius's hand. Voldemort smirked, "well, well Hadrian…you've been a very naughty boy." He picked it up from Malfoy's hand, "I will deal with this…you may leave."

Lucius bowed and left the room. Voldemort clutched the necklace so hard that it drew blood, "this changes things…you have chosen."

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