Hermione was worried. Professor Slytherin asked her to stay after class and he asked Draco to close the door.

Sure during the lesson Professor Slytherin reported that Salazar Slytherin was not against muggleborns attending Hogwarts and he was very kind to her in the hallway, but he asked for the door to be closed.

Professor Slytherin motioned her to sit down at a nearby desk. She complied and he pulled up his chair and sat down beside her.

Professor Slytherin stared at her for a long time. Hermione saw conflicting emotions crossing his face.

Methos sighed. He wished Duncan MacLeod were here. He was better at explaining the immortality process. Methos did not have many students and he avoided other immortals for a long time.

"I have not done this sort of thing in a long time." Methos said. "I am not very good at this. Explaining this. My friend Duncan was always better. He was more willing to take students then I. But as I am the only one here, I have no choice but to be the one."

Hermione looked at Professor Slytherin with a frightened face. He sighed again.

"I need you to promise not to tell anyone what I am going to tell you." Methos asked. "I affects you life along with mine."

Hermione nodded her head just to make Professor Slytherin get to the point.

"Hermione. Did anything happen to you that was unusual this summer?" Methos asked.

"No. Nothing happened this summer." Hermione asked in a shaky voice. "Other than my life completely changed due to one incident." Hermione thought. "But Professor Slytherin does not need to know that."

"Oh." Professor Methos replied. "Then it must have happened before. Perhaps during the school year last year.

"What are you trying to ask me?" Hermione asked frightened.

"I guess I have to be blunt." Methos said. "Hermione I need to know when you died."

"What!" Hermione squeaked. "Died!" Hermione thought. "What in the hell is he talking about?"

"I need to know when you died." Methos asked again. "Shit." Methos thought. "She doesn't even know."

"I heard you the first time." Hermione snapped back. "I am not dead as you can see. I am here talking to you and you cannot see through me."

Methos sighed. "This is not going well." Methos thought.

Hermione got up off her chair, but Methos grabbed her before she could move any further.

"Listen." Methos demanded. "There are some of us who are born with something that is latent, dormant, until we die a violent death. We are either murdered, have an accident or even mauled by a large animal. That is when our immortality kicks. We come back to life. We no longer age and we cannot die.."

"You are mad." Hermione cried struggling away from him. In her struggles, her blouse ripped. Hermione clutched her torn shirt. Her eyes were wide in fright.

Methos cursed silently and closed his eyes. "She is so stubborn." Methos thought. "But then again, aren't we all when we are first told. She has to know. I have to make her understand."

"What was it?" Methos demanded backing Hermione up into a corner. "Did you wake up on the bottom of the stairs? Drink too much one night? A car accident?"

Hermione's eyes flew towards Methos'. "A car accident." Methos said softly.

Tears filled Hermione's eyes and sobbed. "I was thrown from the car. I wasn't hurt but my parents..."

"Died." Methos said gently, finishing her sentence. "You died too, Hermione."

"No!!" Hermione screamed.

"Did anyone find you?" Methos asked gently. "How long had past before you woke up? How is it that you were thrown from a car with no injuries?"

Hermione covered her ears. "I am not listening."

"We feel each other when we are near." Methos explained as he grabbed her hands from her ears. "You have felt it too. The buzzing. The mind numbing headaches."

Hermione looked at him in horror. "You are like me." Methos told her. "You are also immortal."

"No." Hermione whispered.

"Yes." Methos answered as he let of her and stepped back.

"No!!" Hermione screamed as she hit Methos across the face.

Hermione looked at Professor Slytherin in horror, not believing what she had done. She saw a scratch on Professor Slytherin's face. Her eyes widened when she saw a small blue light around the scratch and saw the scratch mend itself in front of her.

"She is hanging on a string." Methos thought. "This is going so bad." Methos stepped away from Hermione and she bolted past him, grabbed her bag, opened the door and ran out of the classroom.

Methos screamed an ancient curse word. All the tension fled from Methos' body and he hung his head down in defeat. Methos gathered his books slowly walked from the classroom to his quarters, not noticing the cold grey eyes that followed him.

Draco pressed his ear against the door after he closed it. He cursed when he could only hear mumbling voices. Draco reared back when he heard Hermione scream. Draco quickly scrambled away from the door when he heard footsteps approaching and he hid himself behind a stone statue.

Draco saw Hermione, with her shirt torn, running from the room with tears running down her face.

"Oh Merlin." Draco thought. "Did Professor Slytherin try to force his advances on the mudblood?" A surge of jealousy filled Draco. If what Professor Slytherin said was true, that Salazar Slytherin had no objection to mudbloods, then Draco's whole upbringing was a lie. Hermione Granger was his. Draco did not care that Hermione Granger looked like Salazar Slytherin's former lover. "The both of us cannot have her." Draco whispered.

Draco jumped when he heard Professor Slytherin scream. Draco watched Professor Slytherin walk out the door, carefully noting the handprint on Professor Slytherin's left cheek.

Draco followed Professor Slytherin discreetly and noticed Professor Snape with Pansy storming towards him, when they arrived in the dungeon hallways.

"500 points!!" Professor Snape screamed at Professor Slytherin.

"Do you think I should have taken off more?" Methos dryly responded when Professor Snape and Pansy reached him. Draco slowly walked towards them.

"More!!! NO!!" Professor Snape hissed. "Explain this outrage." Pansy sneered at Professor Slytherin behind Professor Snape's back.

"She is an ugly, pug-nose, inbreed with no redeeming qualities." Methos replied innocently.

Draco had to stifle a laugh when he saw Professor Snape's shocked face and Pansy's look of outrage.

"Not her." Professor Snape said with clenched teeth. "The points."

"She broke the rules I provided and she suffered the consequences." Methos explained calmly.

"Rules? What rules?" Professor Snape snapped. "As the Head of House, I am the only one who can provide rules."

"You are wrong." Methos replied. "As Salazar's heir, I have every right to change things to make the House of Slytherin better."

"What rule did Ms. Parkinson break to cause our House to lose 500 points?" Professor Snape asked with his teeth clenched.

"She called Hermione Granger a mudblood." Methos responded calmly.

"500 points for calling a mudblood and mudblood." Professor Snape yelled.

Methos grabbed Professor Snape by the collar and pulled him forward so that their faces were almost touching.

"Listen to me, my friend." Methos said in a quiet sinister voice. "Hermione Granger is one of the brightest witches ever to attend Hogwarts. She deserves our respect and I will not have anyone, including you, calling her that vile name."

Methos let go of Professor Snape. Methos looked around and saw most of the Slytherin students watching the commotion.

"When Salazar Slytherin was here, the House of Slytherin was respected." Methos explained. Professor Snape opened his mouth to say something. "No Severus. There is no respect in Hogwarts for Slytherin. This House is hated and feared and hate is not a form of respect. One does not gain respect by bullying and calling others names."

"There are going to be a lot of changes" Methos said in a loud voice. "The House of Slytherin is going to be respectful again, even if I have to continue to take off points of my own house to achieve it. Now, you can be like Draco, who studies hard, gets good grades and follows the new rules. Or you can be like Pansy, who doesn't follow the new rules, stuck in the kitchens washing the dishes of your schoolmates. It is your choice."

"I also have something else to say." Methos said. "You cannot threaten me. I could care less what your father can do and how influential he is. As like Salazar, you will find out that many curses do not affect me. Death does not scare me and if you will find out that I am harder to kill then most men. Finally, Lord Voldemort does not have any power over me or this House."

Methos then walked away.

"I don't care what he says." Pansy whined. "My father is going to hear about this." She turned and ran away.

The other students quickly left the hallway, leaving Draco and Professor Snape alone.

"500 points." Professor Snape said with an anguished tone. He looked up an saw Draco standing near the wall.

"What happened Draco." Professor Snape asked. "Truthfully."

Draco shrugged. "Professor Slytherin asked if Granger was adopted and Pansy said something like "mudblood even your parents didn't want you" and Granger ran out of the room crying with the Slytherin's laughing."

"Did Professor Slytherin take off any points from Ms. Granger?" Professor Snape asked.

"No." Draco responded. "Though he should have."

"I wouldn't have either." Professor Snape said.

"Professor." Draco exclaimed in outrage.

"Do not divulge this information to anyone." Professor Snape warned. "Ms. Granger's parents were killed in an accident this summer. Apparently they died on Ms. Granger's birthday."

"Oh." Draco said, unable to respond any other way.

"Professor?" Draco questioned.

"Yes Draco." Professor Snape responded.

"What should we do with regards to the Dark Lord?" Draco asked.

"What do you mean?" Professor Snape asked carefully.

"I was always taught to follow the Heir of Slytherin." Draco responded. "We were told the Salazar hated muggleborns and that he wanted to wipe them off the face of the earth. We followed the Dark Lord because he was able to open the Chamber of Secrets showing that he was the heir of Slytherin. Now we have another Heir, who has Salazar's wand. Gringotts reported that he is a blood match and he is using Salazar's own journals, which show that Salazar did not hate muggleborns, to teach our class. This heir is telling us to respect all witches and wizards regardless of birth."

"I do not know what to do." Draco continued. "My father wants me to spy on Professor Slytherin, per the Dark Lord's orders. I do not want to betray the true heir, whomever he might be."

"Have you sent anything to your father." Professor Snape asked Draco.

"No." Draco said softly. "I was supposed to get in Professor Slytherin's "good graces", but I screwed up our first visit and I did not want my father to find out about that."

"How about this." Professor Snape responded. "How about you come to me with what concerns or information you have on Professor Slytherin and I will let you know what should be sent or not to be sent."

"You are willing to help me?" Draco said gratefully.

"Yes." Professor Snape responded. "After all, we want the Dark Lord to have relevant information only. Do you have any information or concerns at this time?"

Draco thought for a moment and said. "Something weird is going on between Granger and Professor Slytherin."

"What?" Professor Snape asked.

Draco decided to keep the incident behind the closed door to himself for the time being but told Professor Snape. "He called Granger, the name of Salazar's muggleborn lover, Hero."

Meanwhile

Hermione ran to her room and fell on her bed sobbing. She hit a Professor. She was definitely going to lose her Head Girl position and it was all his fault.

Why was he telling her these lies. Telling her that she died. Telling her that she was Immortal. Immortals do not exist. Hermione had read almost every book in the Hogwarts Library and there was nothing in them indicating immortals. The only thing that could bring someone close to immortality was the Sorcerers Stone and Professor Dumbledore destroyed the stone.

But Professor Slytherin described the headaches and the buzzing feeling that she felt. How would he know this?

"There has to be another explanation." Hermione thought.

Hermione jumped off the bed. "There has to be something in the Library to explain the headaches." Hermione thought as she took off her school clothes and put on a pair of jeans and a sweater.

Hermione quickly washed the traces of tears from her face. She then grabbed her school bag and rushed to the Library.