Continued

Voldmort talking to Harry and the other way around, inside Harry's head

Parsletongue is bold

"Lesson number one will be how to speak to your betters." Salazar directed to the class.

"Professor Salazar and I shall give you an example" Snape said to the class of Gryffindors.

"First of all, when asked a question respond properly, Professor Snape please" Salazar said eyeing Harry; who was looking at him not in shock but resentment

"Where are you going?" Salazar began while thinking up the partners in his head,

"Nowhere sir" Snape practically spat out, he then averted his gaze to Harry who had his hand to his mouth; probably trying not to laugh! The weird thing was that Professor Snape actually sounded sincere about what he said!

"Wish I could see Snape like that, polite!" Ron muttered into Harry's ear while both of them tried hard not to laugh out loud. Hermione came up behind them and tapped their shoulders to let them know that she was there,

"Both of you would be dead if you got caught laughing at them, especially you Harry! Remember that Professor Snape and Professor Salazar are the teachers!" Hermione hissed while the two teachers where demonstrating, but not really caring.

"Don't forget Salazar, he seems to like giving you detention!" Ron whispered to Harry, still wondering why they needed manner lessons. So the three friends just stood there with their classmates

"Granger!" Salazar snapped. "It's not polite to speak while the teacher is talking!"

"Sorry". Hermione whispered going bright red

"Sorry, what?" He sneered at the blushing girl.

"Excuse me?" Hermione questioned curiosity and annoyance laced in her tone.

"You did not say sir. When addressing your betters you say either sir or madam." He addressed the rest of the class. "Now try again."

"Sorry sir." She gritted her teeth together.

"Repeat that I can't hear you." Laughter could be heard coming from the Slytherians as the Gryffindor's prefect student was ridiculed in front of the entire class.

"Sorry sir." Hermione practically yelled before running out of the class in near tears.

"Looks like the filthy little mud blood is finally learning her place." Draco snickered to Crabbe and Goyle.

"Such a rude outburst, not becoming of a young lady." Salazar sneered. "But what can you except from someone of such dirty heritage?" The Slytherians laughed at his off handed comment

"Why you!" Ron shouted and jumped up.

"Ron stop!" Harry harshly whispered and dragged Ron back down.

"Did you just hear what he said about Hermione?" Ron huffed, lowering his voice a bit as the laughter started to die down. "Someone ought to sock him a good one."

"I heard and I don't like it either but what can we do about it? Right now Salazar holds all the power, well along with Snape" Harry said harshly, not liking what he said.

"But-"

"We'll think up of something later, we can't be the only ones who hate Salazar. We can hold a meeting in the common rooms tonight."(What book is this in; they could have the meeting in the hidden room)

"Potter, Wesley, care to share something with the rest of the class." Snape walked up to their table.

"No sir." The two chimed in together, both hating the bitter taste it left in their mouths.

"Then hush up and pay attention or I'll start deducting points." He drawled with that greasy smirk plastered on his face.

"Yes sir."

Snape turned around making his cloak flare out as he walked to the front of the class. "We will put you into groups of two, and we'll indicate who the superior is." he glanced at the student before making up his mind. "Potter you're with Malfoy, Wesley your with Cragge."

"Professor are you sure this is a good idea." Salazar interrupted. "Shouldn't I work with the Potter boy again?"

"Potter boy?" Harry muttered to himself.

"Yes with Granger gone we have an even amount of students." He glared at the resurrected man, he hated the fact that Salazar would usually get what he wanted, but no! Not this time.

Salazar glared at the man but made no further protests. Snape continued to list of pairing before stopping and directing the rest of the class.

"I hope you all have noticed that I have split you up so each group has one Gryffindor and one Slytherin. There's a reason for this I want the Gryffindors to address the Slytherins as there betters." He smiled once again. "Split up into your pairs and begin."

"Potter" Draco laughed at the glaring boy as he crossed the room to his side.

"Malfoy" Harry's glare intensified at the dark gleeful expression in Draco's eyes.

"Now, now." Salazar tutted and glided to the two like oil on water. "Is that any way to address your betters Potter?"

"No sir." He was getting really sick of this. He had; had enough trouble dealing with these gits one at a time, together they were insufferable.

"So you WERE paying attention." Salazar said in patronizing tone. "Now prove it." He bent down and whispered into his ear.

Harry shuttered as Salazar's cold breath hit the back of his ear. It reminded him of the air in the 'chamber of secrets', still he could feel the heat rising in his face as he fought to keep it down.

"Well Potter what are you waiting for?" Salazar asked with a smirk on his face,

"Why do I have to start all the conversations?" Harry glared at him.

"Because someone of my status would never willingly start a conversation with someone like you, a filthy half breed." Malfoy said holding his head high

"What is with you and bloodlines. You sound like you're talking about a bunch if dogs."

"How dare you are comparing me to some filthy dog!" He barked. "I'm pure, not tainted with the blood of those disgusting muggels. But I wouldn't expect you to understand with your mud blood mother and friend."

"Take it back!" Harry growled.

"No." He smirked. "I don't think I will, the only thing worse than mud bloods are squibs like Filch."

"You foul git I'm really sick and tired of you." Harry said in a cold and emotionless voice.

"Why don't you do something about it then?" He smirked

"You know I think I will." Harry threw a punch, knocking him in the jaw and pushing him into another Gryffindor.

"Hey!" The disgruntled Gryffindor shouted he pushed Malfoy again and he fell to another Slytherin.

All chaos broke out as everyone started to fight, shouts and accusations filled the room followed by the sickening sound of flesh hitting flesh.

"Quite!" Snape yelled. His voice carried over and everyone turned to see the professor with scowl on his face and removing his wand from his throat. "You are acting like a bunch of animals. While I expect as much from you Gryffindors I expect more from you Slytherins. If you want to behave like wild beasts, you shall be treated like one. The next five quiditch matches are cancelled and you are all restricted to bread and water at dinner." He spoke in a low and dark voice, face becoming an odd shade of purple.

"But professor," Harry argued.

"And you, 100 points from Gryffindor for starting this fight! If you continue to argue I'll take another hundred. Dismissed!" He roared. Everyone filed quietly out the door, afraid of the anger radiating off of their professor.

"Wow mate I don't think I've ever seen the old bloke that mad before." Ron whispered once they were out the door.

"I know. Malfoy was just bugging me, more so than usual."

"What did he say?"

"He was insulting Hermione and... my mother," He whispered to the floor on the last part.

"I'm glad you swung at him. Come on lets go and find Hermione and make sure she's okay. She'll probably want to hear about this too."

"Yea lets go." Harry responded. The two boys raced down the hallway towards the common rooms looking for their lost friend.

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When the boys made it to the Gryffindor common room, they found Hermione sitting in a chair, chatting with Ginny. Both of the girls looked towards Ron and Harry as they entered into the common room.

"Um, Ginny and I were talking, and we have an idea on how to deal with Salazar."

An unexpected grin came across Ginny's face.

As Ginny began to explain, Hermione felt like getting to the point and interrupted her,

"We want you to put some truth serum in Salazar's pumpkin juice, Harry." Hermione said, before she could continue Ron pulled Harry aside,

"Hermione whats got into you lately? You've been acting so strange: are you trying to get us expelled or something?" Ron nearly yelled.

"There's something weird about all of this and I'm determined to get to the bottom of this. Why is Salazar, one of the founders of this school teaching at Hogwarts? What are his intentions? If we slip the truth serum we can ask him just that." Hermione explained.

"It sounds like a good idea and all but how would I be able to slip it into his drink without him and the rest of the Professor's from noticing."Harry sighed.
As the gang continued talking, the rest of the Gryffindors came in mumbling and groaning.

"When do you want to try out the new trick?" A voice that sounded suspiciously like one of the Weasly twins spoke up nearby. At that instant, an idea sparked in Harry's mind.

"Hermione, do you have the potion?" Harry asked looking directly at the two distinctive heads of familiar red hair.

"Yes, but why? You just-"

"Give it to me!" He demanded, once it was in his hands he put it in his pocket.

Striding over to the plotting twins he tapped Fred on the shoulder. "Guys we have an idea to try and figure out what's going on around of here. We'll let you in on it if you tell me what kind of trick you two are planning."

The two brothers exchanged nods. At a silent incline of the head they both turned to face the smaller boy. "We Developed a new spell. We're going to start trapping kids in bubbles and they'll float up to the ceiling. They'll be stuck there until the spell wears off."

"Perfect. I need you to use that spell at dinner tonight outside the great hall as every ones coming in for dinner. I'm going to slip some truth potion into Salazar's drink. We're going to get him alone and ask him why he's here." Harry whispered, glancing around making sure no one else was listening.

"Sounds like fun." Fred grinned.

"Never thought of using the new spell when people are coming to dinner." George looped one arm around his twins shoulder.

"We'll be able to prank even more people this way, heck we might even be able to get a few teachers as well." Fred finished.

"Thanks guys. It's important that you start right after the drinks are served, before everyone gets there food."

"No problem Harry, we'll just go put some finishing touches on this and we'll be ready to go. See you at dinner then?" George started to quietly laugh at the idea of their prank.

"And you're going to keep us in the loop as well right?" Fred's smile disappeared as quickly as it had appeared. "We want to know why that bloody git is here as well."

"Sure. I'll see you guys later then." Harry turned around, not waiting for a response, and made his way back to his friends.

"Plans set, there's going to be a commotion after drinks are served, you two need to further that along as much as you can. We need the teachers to get up and go check on it."

"What's going to happen?" Hermione asked.

"You'll see; Fred and George are going to cause a distraction."

"What are those two up to now? Mum's going to kill them if they get into trouble again and then she's going to kill me for not keeping them in line." Ron trembled at the imagined fury that was his mothers wrath.

"They have a new prank set up that should distract the teachers, you just need to help them make enough noise."

"You sure that's a good idea Harry? I mean those two tend to take things to the extremes." Hermione hinted with a bit of caution.

"Do you want this to get done or not? Besides it was your idea in the first place."

"Harry's right Hermione; do you have any better ideas?" Ron muttered.

"No but-"

"Then it's settled. I'll meet you guys at dinner I'm going to go take a nap, my heads been hurting since that fight with Malfoy." Harry rubbed his famous scar.

"Fine we'll see you at dinner." Hermione glanced to where his hand continued to rub. "Is it a normal headache or one of, you know, those kind of headaches?"

"It's just a normal headache. I'll see you guys later." And with that Harry departed, turning up the winding staircase to collapse into his bed, letting the darkness of sleep descend upon his tired form.

Thank you soooooooo much Miko-Chan! You're a great help whenever I'm stuck (most of the time)

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