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"Talking"

'speaking to Siladav'

Thinking

"Parseltongue"

"When Siladalv is incontrol of Harry while speaking"

book titles

Chapter Four

After the rest was sorted, and when the feast was over, the headmaster got up. "Ahem, I have a few start-of-term notices to give you.

"First years should note that the forest on the grounds is forbidden to all pupils and-"

'So much for visiting the forest,' Harry said to Siladalv.

Siladalv replied. 'It's only forbidden if you get caught.'

Harry, after getting bored of the headmaster talking, took out his book and began to read.

"Occulmency? Starting early?" Someone across from him said.

He looked up and saw Draco, along with two others that looked liked bodyguards "Occulmency is useful if you don't want your mind read by others."

"By the way, this is Crabbe and Goyle," Draco said pointing to the people behind him. Harry nodded in their direction.

The Headmaster finally finished, Harry followed the Slytherin prefect down to the dungeons.

"This," the prefect said "Is the entrance to the common room, which requires a password. If you forget it, your stuck until someone else comes," he turned around "The password is Asmodeus," It opened up and they went in.

Inside were couches, chairs, and tables that were covered in the Slytherin colors of green and silver, along with a warm, roaring fire.

The prefect started to talk again "Your rooms are through there, each of you will have your own room. It will be your room until you graduate from your seventh year," He finally left to his own room.

Harry found his room, unpacked, and settled down.

'Stick wards on the door.'

'I don't know many yet, we've just started.'

He felt Siladalv slip into his mind and control his arm and voice. After he sat up wards, he left Harry's mind and slithered into view.

"Ssso what do you think ssso far?" The snake hissed.

"Better than the Dursssley'sss," Harry said dryly.

"Hell isss better than them!" he spat "What about the necromancccer?"

"Ssshe would prove a ussseful ally if we ever needed one."

"Yesss, ssshe would, even more ssso, when ssshe becomesss powerful."

"Sssinccce I'v ssstarted Hogwartsss, are you ssstill going to help me train?"

"Of courssse, I wouldn't leave your training to incomputent teachersss to train you," He hissed "When do you want to visssit the foressst massster? We could go now if you like."

"I'm to tired right now, we will later though."

"Did you alssso hear what the headmassster sssaid about the third corridor?"

"Sssomething about it being off limitsss?"

"I think whatever was in vault 713 isss in there."

"Posssibly," He sat on his bed in thought "But it can't be that sssimple."

"Of course not," Siladalv said "There are thingsss guarding it."

Harry laid down "I'm going to bed, good night Sssiladalv."

"Good night massster," He hissed before finding a spot for himself and sleeping, knowing the wards would keep them safe.

The first day of classes was difficult, not because of the classes themselves, but where they were located made it hard. The stair cases moved, walls that were pretending to be doors, or doors that had a special way of opening.

'Where are we?' He asked the snake that was curled around him

The snake flicked his tongue out 'Possibly the third corr-' he paused 'hang on.'

Harry felt Siladalv slip into his mind and completely take control of him. He closed his green eyes, when they reopened they were golden.

'What is it?' Harry asked unable to move, but could still see.

'I smell something,' he said 'Something beyond that door,' Siladalv/Harry walked up to the door and tried to open it 'It's locked, this must be where it's at.'

'Can you tell what's beyond it?'

'A canine, a Cerberus to be more precise,' he paused 'Someone's coming!' he quickly let Harry back in control, his eyes returned to normal.

"What do we have here? A student disobeying the rules!" Argus filch, the care taker said.

"I'm lost," Harry replied.

"Quit lying! I know your type! I'll have you locked up in the dungeons for this!"

Luckily, Professor Quirrel came by.

"T-trouble Mr. F-filch?" Quirrel studdard. Harry felt a sharp pain in his head, but made no indication of it hurting.

"Student trying to get into the forbidden corridor," Mr. Filch said.

"I'm sure P-potter just g-got lost," he said.

Harry was strongly reminded of Vernon when Filch went red and walked off muttering to himself.

After Quirrel had left him, the pain went away. 'What was that about?' He hissed in his mind to the speckled cobra that was around him.

'I don't know,' He replied as they walked through the abandon corridor, heading to his next class. 'But something doesn't smell right about him. You should be wary around him master.'

'He made my scar hurt though. That can't be normal can it?'

'I never said he was normal. I don't like him, even though he stutters, he's not scared, at least not of creatures, but of one who seems to haunt him.'

'How can you tell?' Harry asked.

'I can smell people's emotions, he smells of hate, loyalty... death? and another I can't Identify.'

'Who haunts him?'

'I don't know. It's always with him though.'

'Is it the smell you can't identify?'

'No, This is a completely different smell. It's the one that smells of death, but alive, at the same time...' Siladalv said uncertainly.

Harry's lessons with Siladalv were going great, he was the best in all his classes, with the exception of a Ravenclaw named Hermione Granger. The week was going good for Harry. He even got a few points for changing his match into a needle first in transfiguration, and for identifying Devil's snare in Herbology. Siladalv had to help him stay awake in history of magic, the only class to be taught by a ghost. He spoke in a monotone voice, and spoke slowly. Harry was one of the few to stay awake then.

Harry's next class was potions. He walked into a cold classroom down in the dungeons. After everyone was there, a tall black haired figure came through the door. He went up to the front of the classroom.

"I'm professor Snape, while you are in this class room, you will remain quiet and behaved. If not, you will serve detentions and points will be taken. Is that clear?" Snape said, Harry could feel his cold ebony eyes on him.

The class said simultaneously "Yes, sir."

Snape began taking roll call, like the other teachers.

'I think he's judging me,' he said to Siladalv.

'He smells of hate,' The speckled cobra said 'it would be wise to be more wary of him.'

Harry agreed.

"Potter!" Snape said "What would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?"

"It makes a sleeping potion called draught of living death," Harry replied.

Snape was surprised, but hid it "Where would you look to find a bezoar?"

"In the stomach of a goat."

"What is the difference between monkshood and wolfs bane?"

"They are the same plant sir, it also goes by aconite."

"It seems Mr. Potter actually read and learned something. Unlike the rest of you. Ten points to Slytherin."

'He's shocked, and thinking deeply about something. I think, he's thinks, he's misjudged you,' Siladalv said.

'And you know what? He, in his own way, complemented me to.'

'It seems he expected you to be different.'

The rest of the class went well for Harry, but not for the Gryffindors. Neville longbottom had managed to melt his cauldron into a twisted blob. The potion within it was seeping across the floor, burning holes into unexpecting shoes that happen to be in it's path of burning destruction. The class resorted to standing on the stools to get away from it. Neville had gotten the potion on him, he now had boils covering the area where it touched him.

"Idiot boy!" snarled Snape. With a flick of his wand, the potion was gone "I suppose you added porcupine quills before taking the cauldron off the fire?"

Neville whimpered

"Take him to the hospital wing," He spat at someone, then turned to Ron "You-Weasley-Why didn't you tell him not to add the quills? Thought he'd make you look good if he got it wrong? Five points from Gryffindor."

Harry saw his ears go red as he put his head down, he chuckled quietly to himself.

The next morning at breakfast a large brown owl came swooping down in front of him. He took the note from it's leg and began to read.

Harry,

I know you get Saturday off, why not come visit me? And I also have a surprise for you too. Reply soon!

Hagrid

Harry wrote back 'Okay, see you Saturday,' on the back of the note and gave it to the owl that had been eating his food.

'I thought you didn't like him master?'

'I don't, but he knows about the thing hidden in the third corridor. He might slip something.'

Saturday had came, Harry went down to Hagrid's cabin. Siladalv was off hunting for food. He walked down to Hagrid's cabin to find Hagrid waiting, and to Harry's surprise, the Headmaster as well.

"Hello, Headmaster," Harry said respectfully "Hagrid," He nodded in his direction.

"Hello Harry," Dumbledore said.

"Hiya Harry," Hagrid said "Professor Dumbledore will be accomping us today."

"Where are we going?" Harry asked

"It's a surprise!" Hagrid said happily

They started to walk, they went past the grounds Dumbledore turned his attention to Harry "How was your first week?"

"It was good sir."

"Everything alright in Syltherin?"

"Yes sir," Harry started to get annoyed 'Siladalv! I think he's up to something. Be ready for anything.'

'Okay master,' Siladav said.

"You know, people can be resorted, it's not unheard of."

"I'm perfectly fine in Slytherin sir."

"I think you would like Gryffindore better."

"The hat put me where it thought was best suited for me," Harry started to feel something probe his mind. Siladalv, who was on alert, sensed it and brutaly shoved out the invading entity. Dumbledore's steps faultered as it happened.

"Yeh alright Professor?" Hagrid asked, noticing this

"Yes, I'm perfectly fine Hagrid. I seemed to trip on something," He said.

Liar! Harry spat in his head

Finally they stopped "If you would grab my arm Harry? We're apparating," Dumbledore said as if nothing happened.

Harry reluctenly did, he felt as if he was being sucked through a tube.

He got over being sick quickly and looked around. They were near an owl store. "Hagrid?" He asked

"I felt bad fer not gettin' yeh anything fer yer birthday, so Professor Dumbledore let me take you to get an owl today," Hagrid said "Go choose, and I'll buy it fer yeh."

Harry went into the store, there were many owls, large, small, brown, white, and many others. But only one caught his eye. It was completly black, along with large brown eyes. To Harry's surprise, it flew over and landed on his shoulder. He went up to the counter. "I'll take this one" he told the clerk "What's it's name?"

"You get to name her," she said.

After Hagrid paid for her, they left and went back to Hogwarts. "What's her name?" Hagrid asked.

"Yes, I'm intruged as well," Dumbledore said.

"Her name is Zsuzsanna," She cooed happily at the name.

After Dumbledore had left, Hagrid invited him in his house for tea. After a bit Harry brought up the ceberus, or more comingly known as a three-headed dog.

"Who told you about fluffy?" Hagrid asked

"Fluffy?" Harry was astounded "It has a name?"

"'Course he has a name! He's mine, I lent him to Dumbledore to guard the-" Hagrid suddenly dropped off

"Yes?"

"Nothin! That's between Dumbledore and Nicholas Flamel... Shouldn' of told yeh that," Hagrid looked out the window "Getin' late, yeh should head back up to the castle now," Then he rushed Harry out the door.

End of Chapter four