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The last thing I heard from the good old sorting hat was this: Hmm you were a snake in the lion's den, very sneaky ... and Kane, don't forget when you make the world stand still ... a front row seat!

Chapter 10: Rules? Nope… never heard of 'em!

The clapping for my sorting started and I walked over to them a smug grin on my face. But the words the Sorting Hat said were going through my head still. I saw Draco collecting Galleons from the rest of the house. I shook my head and put my finger to my lips for the people who saw me. I walked up behind Drake and began to speak. "Y'know it's not good to bet on your only brother, brother." He whirled around so fast he fell from the bench. Silence was the only thing heard from the Great Hall before I began to chuckle. Everyone began to laugh except for teachers and Gryffindors.

When Drake got up he had a pink tinge to his cheeks and started to sputter incoherently. I held up my hand to stop him, "Drake, shove it. I really don't care about your wounded arse and pride. So let me enjoy my dinner before you go into rant form, 'kay?" Everyone stared at me in awe. I just put The Draco Malfoy in his place. He nodded silently and cleared a space right next to him. I flashed him a grin so he would know I wasn't mad at him. The rest of the dinner was uneventful besides Dumbledore only saying who our new DADA professor was. To say we were surprised was an understatement. We were downright stunned. Everyone thought this guy was dead a few decades back. He just disappeared.

Our new DADA teacher had long black hair and startling grey eyes. Smiling slightly to all those who looked at him. I stared not just because of the uncanny resemblance to my late godfather but because he was one of those guys you've heard about. Betrayer of the 'Dark Lord', Slytherin, and friends with my family to boot, yes our DADA teacher is: Regulus Black.

I heard a Dumbledore saying something about going to our common rooms but I couldn't move my eyes from him. His hair hung right passed his ears with the 'just shagged' look. When he stood up, he looked around 5'10. I couldn't take in anymore in since Draco dragged me from my seat. It took about ten minutes to get to our common room from the great hall. Most of the older Slytherins had the same thing on their mind. Regulus Black, everyone in Slytherin knew who he was. Nobody could believe he would show his face again.

To say this year was going to be interesting would be an understatement.

------ Common room---------

When we got to the common room everyone was waiting there for Snape. Draco had told me all about his 'the Slytherin way' speech. Every year the whole Slytherin house had to listen to it… again. Drake and I were sitting on the leather seat in the middle of the room. We were all quietly talking till the common room entrance smashed open to reveal Snape and Black… Of fucking course he would come. Every time I looked at him I felt the guilt over Sirius' death. So, because the fates obviously hate me, Regulus Black would be here.

Everyone snapped to attention and warily eyed Black. I just ignored them and watched Snape make his way up to the front. One thought running through my head, "Hm, he really does look like a bat with those robes billowing behind him." I smirked.

Snape started talking; "Now you are in the great and noble house of Slytherin. You will not lose points for your house or you will be punished. If you earn house points then good job, I am your head of house, not your baby-sitter. That's his-" He jerked his thumb at Regulus, "-job. You will not fight outside of this common room with your housemates. We will present a united front. If one of us is getting picked on, we will stick together and help them. If we have someone with a special ability you will stick with them." He was glaring at me the whole time. People were starting to look at us. I saw Regulus eyeing me curiously.

"Contrary to popular belief we Slytherins are not evil. People may have a hard time believing that when some of our own are spoiled arrogant brats." Right there I turned to Draco and saw a lot of people staring at him, pointedly. "No picking fights with other people. If you are a half-blood, pureblood, or even muggle-born you are a snake now, and you will act like one! There is no Dark or Light! It's all in shades of grey! So if I get any complaints about you, you will wish you were never born. Got it? Well your new DADA professor wished to talk to you. He used to be a Slytherin so show some respect." Snape sneered then walked out of the room as Professor Black stood up.

"Okay, so I'm going to be your new DADA teacher." No shit Sherlock, "Now I will answer questions when you all have my first class. Now I will not tolerate bullies. Nobody deserves to be picked on. I will take house points from our own house, so don't think you will be able to get away with things in my classroom. I have a set of rules I want you to follow. They will be posted by tomorrow morning. So have a good night sleep and Sixth Year, I will see you first thing on Monday!" He swaggered out of the room. This reminded me that I needed to ask Draco something, "Hey Drake do all Slytherins know how to swagger, or is there like a class you take?" He threw me a disgusted look and went to talk to Blaise Zabini. The next thing I knew, the Sixth and Seventh Years had surrounded me. "What the bloody hell are you guys doing?!"

They laughed at me. I couldn't tell where Draco was so I just acted bored and glanced all around me. One boy spoke up, "Why do you think your worthy of the Slytherin name?"

"Me, worthy? Well if it isn't for the fact that I'm a Malfoy. Anyway, what right do you have to ask me that question? Are you worthy?" Was this some sort of initiation? Draco never mentioned it. The boy sneered at me and allowed the next person to ask a question, a petite little brown haired girl with big blue eyes.

"What do you bring to the great house of Slytherin?" Her voice was a screech and already was on my nerves.

I pulled up my mask of cool indifference before I spoke, "What do I bring to the Slytherin house? Well obviously I'm here to redeem it from scoundrels like this lot. You guys have sullied Slytherin's name by being petty bullies to Gryffindors."

"What do you mean being petty bullies? Slytherin always hated Gryffindor! We must show Gryffindors we are not weak and won't be driven out by Gryffindors like our founder was!"

I let out a sigh in frustration as the whole group went on about how they are redeeming Slytherin. "SHUT UP! God there's a saying: The victor wrote history! You guys are all stupid. Salazar Slytherin would be appalled by his house! If this is how this house is going to act I'm going to ask for a resorting!" The rest of the house stayed quiet at my outburst. Most don't think I would ask for another sorting, and they were right. But I needed to say something right? I might go to Dumblefuck and ask for one, that is, if they get me mad enough.

Draco was pushing his way through the crowd to get to me. When he got there he gave me a small smile and led me up to our dorms. We shared a dorm with one other person. Blaise Zabini the quiet Slytherin. The other Six year boy Slytherin's got a different dorm. I just wanted a nice long sleep. But I don't always get what I want do I? That night I was plagued by nightmares, visions of the future and past.

Dream_

"Voldemort let me out of this body! I never wanted this let me out!" A voice was screaming. The room was barely lit, a few candles here and there. Where I heard the voice sat Voldemort with a mirror. In the mirror was his 16 year-old self. It was screaming and banging on the glass yelling at Voldemort. I was confused, why he would be saying those things? Was Voldemort not Tom Riddle? Was it some other creature controlling him?

"You don't deserve to be let out pretty boy!" He cackled and it sent shivers down my spine. My brain was storing away this information, but it didn't make sense!

"Let me out you asshole! I never wanted to kill muggles. You are ruining me, you look like a snake! Let me out." Tears were streaming down the boys face by now.

I gasped softly when I saw Voldemort taunting the boy about what he had done. The boy glanced over at me and brown eyes connected with grey/ green. As soon as we looked at each other a smile grew on his face. But then Voldemort turned around and saw me. He laughed and slowly walked towards me. I was paralyzed. The slow slapping of his feet made my heart pound hard. The gleam in his eyes made my blood freeze. That sadistic smirk made me wonder what was going on in his sadistic little mind.

He slowly pointed his wand at me an uttered one word which would give me pain beyond imaginable, and I couldn't move. "Crucio!" One thousand knives stabbed into every part of my body. Over and over I felt that agony that made his day. I tried with all my might not to scream. But after being under that curse for more than a minute I couldn't handle it, I screamed. The most blood curling scream imaginable. My throat was raw from screaming and I was falling. Falling, over and over, falling, into a never ending oblivion. I wished for death to come soon.

a/N: Review... Tell me how you like the whole regulus Black thing...