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Title: Blood of Salazar
Characters: Harry Potter (Balthezar Slytherin), Salazar Slytherin, Voldemort, Godric Gryffindor, Rowena Ravenclaw, Helga Hufflepuff, Albus Dumbledore, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Draco Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy, and Severus Snape
Pairings: Lily/Voldemort, and Lucius/Severus
Rating: M
Chapter: 37
Genre: Supernatural
Words per Chapter: 1,352
Warnings: AU, time travel, slash, het, violence, language, foreign languages, paganism, changed identities, character death, and the standard whatever else this demented author thinks up.
Summary: Lily was not who everyone thought she was, but she would do anything to protect her baby. Yet, on that fateful Halloween night, ancient magic of the Slytherin family saves Harry and now he's to grow up in another time. He's raised by his ancestor. What happens when he rejoins his time?
Notes: As a friend of mine has stated, there are certain languages that seemed to not be used often. This is because you don't hear them as much; Balthezar's main languages of use are Old English and Old Norse. You see that he only uses the others depending on who he's talking to. Now this doesn't mean that languages like Latin or Old Welsh will disappear, it just means he's not necessarily around the people who speak them. Don't worry however; there are parts of this story that will still call for the other languages.

Modern English: "…"
Old English: ^…^
Old Norse: -…-
Old Welsh: *…*
Latin: ~…~
Parseltongue: Bold!
Thoughts: '…' (all thoughts, doesn't matter language)

Chapter 37

Balthezar was awoken rather early in the morning. He made a noise and opened his eyes. He looked at the person that had decided that it was time for him to get up. Above him stood Ambrosia. His eyes widened at the sight of the tribe leader. He hadn't expected her to wake him up. She held her finger to her lips and gestured for him to get dressed. She walked out of the hut. Balthezar figured that she wanted him to come with her. He knew that he could trust her, though he was still unsure about what her motives could be.

He quickly got into the clothes that the tribe had given to him and walked out of the hut. He found that he was more comfortable in his new clothes, but that was only because the garments were more familiar to him. He saw Ambrosia standing at the edge of the village and made his way over to her. He wondered where she was taking him. She held her hand to her lips again and began to walk. Balthezar followed after her.

He continued to walk behind her, though he wasn't sure what was going on. Suddenly, she stopped walking after they had entered a clearing that was close to the one that the tribe lived in. Ambrosia looked around and cleared her throat. "Marius! I've brought the boy!" Her voice rang throughout the clearing. Balthezar frowned at that one.

A rustling sound met Balthezar's ears. He looked around the clearing in the hopes that he could find out where the sound was coming from. He then heard the crunch of snow moments later. He looked in the direction that the noise had come from. Balthezar's eyes widened the moment that the person came into the clearing. The person was a centaur. This particular centaur had pure white fur on the horse part of the body. He could have blended in with the snow. Yet, that wasn't the reason that Balthezar paid attention to him. This centaur wasn't giving them the kind of look that centaurs usually would. In fact, the man looked at them without making them feel as if he was looking through them.

Balthezar forced himself to look away from the man's eyes and instead took in the sight of the man's necklace. It was heavily decorated with blue and red beads. They glittered in such a way that Balthezar thought that they were truly enchanted. However, he couldn't be certain about that. The stone that was in the centre of the necklace was shaped like a star. Luckily, it was made from a gem that Balthezar had always been interested in. That was only because Salazar happened to love the stone. The stone was an emerald.

The centaur bowed, his long brown hair falling into his face. The centaur stood up again and looked at Balthezar. "Is this the boy that you spoke about, Ambrosia?" She nodded. The centaur smiled. "We've seen his coming in the stars. This boy is the descendant of the great Salazar Slytherin. He is born of the recognized line." He looked at Ambrosia. Balthezar had figured out that he and Ambrosia were related, but it was weird to have someone say the recognized line. He decided to keep silent for a little while longer.

Ambrosia nodded. "Yes, Marius, he is descended from Salazar's son." She looked at Balthezar. "Marius is the leader of a tribe of centaurs that call themselves the Moon Tribe." Marius nodded to Balthezar. Balthezar blinked in response to that. He had never known the names of any centaur tribe.

Marius seemed to sense Balthazar's confusion. "There are two tribes of centaurs that live in this forest, young Balthezar. My tribe is the one that Salazar Slytherin asked to come and protect the castle. We mostly stay deep within the forest where nobody can find us. If they see us, we pretend to be more like the Star Tribe. My ancestor invited them into the forest. They were to help protect the school. However, the majority of them have grown to dislike humans. They do not remember the reason that our tribes came to this forest. They also like to look to the skies more than most centaurs do. Their leader is Magorian. I would recommend that you stay away from him." Balthezar nodded. He would listen to any warning that was given.

Ambrosia waved her hand. "You know that you're welcome in our tribe to teach him more, Marius. However, we need him here to help renew the oath. Now that he's here, I can feel it weakening. It won't take long for the protections in this forest to fail." Balthezar looked at Ambrosia. He had an eyebrow raised. She smiled. "With your arrival, Marius and I were able to raise the protections that Salazar placed here. These protections were placed at the same time that Salazar bound our groups, with our permission, to this forest. They've been active for a long time, though it was mostly at a passive level. Your arrival in the forest brought them to full strength. Since you're in, as Marius put it, the recognized line, only your blood may work to renew the protections." Balthezar nodded. He understood that. He had a feeling that Ambrosia's family was the reason that it had continued as long as it had.

Ambrosia pulled out a knife and held it out to him. Balthezar took it. She then led him over to a stone alter that was in the centre of the room. He saw a circle of runes etched into it. He touched it and felt the familiar magic that belonged to Salazar. He could sense years of other magic similar to his having touched it. He looked at her. *Your family has been keeping this alive.* She nodded. She seemed happy that Balthezar had understood what was going on. He sighed. *It's because Salazar acknowledged me as his heir that my blood would be stronger, isn't it?* She nodded yet again. It was obvious to Balthezar that she wanted to get this done.

He took the knife and cut his palm. He let the blood drip onto the alter. The blood was absorbed into the alter in a flash of light. The light was so bright that Balthezar knew that it would likely be visible at the castle. A figure then appeared. Balthezar's heart leapt into his throat as he saw the spirit form of Salazar. The man had a smile on his face. He bowed to Balthezar. –You, my child, are figuring out the plan. You need to be aware. I know that you have realized that both your father and Dumbledore are your enemies. Be careful. I know that things will soon come to where they need to be.- The figure then disappeared.

Balthezar stared at where he had been. He had wanted to reach out and touch Salazar. He desperately missed him and his home. He knew that he couldn't ever return. He would get used to where he was living, he just had no idea what he was going to do yet. The only problem was that he had a feeling of dread take over at what Salazar had said. It left him thinking that he might be forced to reveal the other half of himself, the half that he ignored and often kept hidden. It was the half that people of the current world would recognize, if they ever saw it.

He turned towards the two leaders and gave them a smile. He didn't want them to worry. Marius bowed. "Several of my tribe shall visit later. We need to work at what needs to be done." He then walked out of the clearing. Ambrosia watched Balthezar. She then began to walk back to her tribe as well. Balthezar stared at her back and then followed. He needed to put everything off for as long as he possible could. However, he hoped that the feeling that he had was wrong. He hoped for that more than anything.

A/N: Well, there you go. The chapter is done. It looks like Balthezar is worried about something. Later.