"Woah, woah, woah." I said. "Hold on. I can talk to snakes?"
I was following Harry and Alex back into the school and Harry was explaining to me what Parseltongue was.
"Obviously." Harry said with a shrug. "I can too."
"How though?" I asked.
"Has to deal with the whole 'Heir of Slytherin' thing." Alex said. "I suppose that's why Malfoy and the others got out of there so quickly. You're basically going to be royalty among the Slytherins now."
I groaned. "But I don't want to be royalty." I said. "I just want to be plain old me. And how does me being and to speak Parseltongue relate to being the Heir of Slytherin?"
"Only the descendants of Slytherin can speak Parseltongue." Harry explained.
"The how come you speak it?" I asked Harry. "You're not related to Slytherin, are you?"
"Thank God no." Harry said. "No offense."He added.
"No problem." I said. "I don't really want to be descended from Slytherin either."
Entering the Entrance Hall, I suddenly became very self conscious about myself because as soon as we entered, everyone that was there was staring at me. They whispered among themselves as I passed.
"What this about?" I hissed to Alex who was walking besides me.
"Heir of Slytherin and the Chamber of Secrets." He whispered back.
"The Chamber of what?" I asked in a low voice.
"I'll explain later." Alex said. "It's take to long now."
"Ok." I said. "I sorta gotta go and head down to the Slytherin common room. Uh bye."
I darted down the stairs that led down the the dungeons and let out as high when I was no longer subjected to the other students staring and whispers. Things did really g that well once I made it down to the common room though. Entering, I was met with a squeal and a hug from Zoe.
"I can't believe it!" She said. "You really are the Heir of Slytherin!"
"Just because I'm related to him doesn't mean I'm the Heir." I said.
"You're a direct descendant though, aren't you?" Zoe asked.
"I guess…" I said.
"That makes you the Heir." Zoe said. "I can't believe it! Malfoy was so mad when he came in here about ten minutes ago."
"Is he still here?" I asked cautiously looking around. There were only a few Second Years mingling about, trying not to listen to our conversation.
"Nope." Zoe said. "He stormed off to the quidditch pitch with his broom muttering something to himself." Zoe said a little to cheerfully.
"So how do you feel?" Zoe asked.
"Ok I suppose." I said. "Will be treated like royalty now or something? Cause Alex said that-"
"You really need to stop hanging out with them." Zoe said interrupting me. "You are the Heir of Slytherin after all. And to answer your question, it's most likely you are going to be."
"That's just great!" I said throwing my hands up in the air. "That's just what I need, more attention. And what do you mean that I can't hang out with Alex anymore?"
"He's friends with Potter." Zoe said. "That's the bad crowd. Everyone knows about the rivalry between Gryffindor and Slytherin. It's goes wayyyy back. The hatred is practically a tradition now. Incoming first years are expected to not like Gryffindor. And besides, most of them come from families that have been in Slytherin for generations, so that's easy."
I was about to open my mouth and make a comment when Zoe grabbed my hand and practically dragged me out of the common room.
"Where are you taking me?" I asked in alarm.
"To the Quidditch Pitch!" Zoe said. "We take Quidditch very seriously you know, more so than the other Houses. You have to meet the team and get to meet them since you're the Heir of Slytherin."
"Do I really have a choice?" I asked.
"Not really." Zoe said.
"Well lead the way, I guess." I muttered.
Once we got down the Quidditch pitch I wished that I could just disappear. It seemed like the whole entire team was there, and once they saw me they all have me death stares. Was Flint really that good of a player? Malfoy looked absolutely pissed off when he saw us coming. He stalked over to us and gave me a scowl.
"Thanks to you and that- that idiot, we had to get rid of our best Chaser and our Team Captain." He snapped at me.
"Oh. I didn't realize that it was my fault." I said in mock surprise.
"Of course it was!" Malfoy yelled. "If you hadn't told Evans to place that bet then we'd still have Flint and you'd be a nobody!"
"I didn't tell Alex to place a bet on me." I said in a cold voice. "He, unlike you it seems, has a mind of his own and can make his own decisions. And why do you wish I was a nobody? Does me being somebody scare you?" I raised an eyebrow.
"Of course not." Malfoy said, letting out a bark of laughter. "I just have to be team captain now."
"Did you not want to be?" I asked crossing my arms. "I thought that you would want to be team captain. It seems to suit your… need to be better than everyone else."
"What did you say?" Malfoy growled, stepping forward.
"Your heard me." I said, sounding way more confident then I felt. Zoe's nails dig into my arm as Malfoy continued to advance towards me. "You're an egotistical asshole with a huge chip in your shoulder and a need to prove yourself, a need to draw attention to yourself. One would think that Mommy and Daddy don't pay enough attention to you."
"Don't bring my parents into this." Malfoy snarled.
"Or what?" I asked with a smirk. "You'll set ol' Death Eater daddy on me? He won't be around forever your know, to clean up your messes."
"Are you threatening me?" Malfoy asked.
"Just stating a fact." I said with a sweet smile. "Nobody can live forever you know. Death comes for all, even old Voldy. He's evaded Death many times, and may still in the future, but Death will eventually claim him to."
When I mentioned You-Know-Who everybody froze.
"What do you know about the Dark Lord?" Malfoy asked.
"Daddy didn't tell you?" I asked. "Poor you. Keeping secrets can end up badly for others."
"What. Do. You. Know." Malfoy said slowly. He lunged at me.
"Wouldn't you like to know." I sang dancing out of reach. "Riddle me this, riddle me that, what does the poor have that the rich need?"
Mallory stopped and gave me a confused look. Of course he wouldn't get it. It took me awhile to get it when I first heard it. I don't even know why I asked him a riddle, I probably had been watching too many Muggle shows as a kid.
"What?" Malfoy said.
"Nothing." I said calming myself down. "The answer, and what I know, is nothing."
"Bitch." Malfoy spat.
"Bastard." I shot back. We glared at each other.
"Uhhh, Malfoy?" One of the Slytherin Quidditch members asked. "Are we still going to practice or…"
"We're going to still practice." Malfoy snapped. "We'll need it to beat Gryffindor this year, especially since we don't have Flint. Knight," He snapped to me. "I expect you to be here tomorrow right after dinner for practice."
"Practice for what?" I asked confused.
"Quidditch." Malfoy said. "You're taking Flints place as Chaser, it's the least you can do after what you did."
"I didn't do anything." I snapped. "And I don't even know how to play Quidditch!" I protested.
"To bad." Malfoy said. "You're playing." He stormed off with the rest of the team.
"Well damn." Zoe' muttered from beside me.
I could only nod in agreement as we watched their backs recede.
Hello readers! How did you like this chapter? I'm sorry that it took me so long to get this chapter up. I recently got a job but lucky today was the only day that I had to work Friday's. My work schedule should not interfere with my updating schedule. If it does, I'll alert you all ahead of time, hopefully.