A/N Just in case anyone is unclear Harry got hurt in May 2002...

"Write your soul down word for word,

See who's your friend

Who is kind

It's almost like a disease

I know soon you will be

Over the lies, you'll be strong

You'll be rich in love and you will carry on

But no- Oh no

No you won't be mine..." You won't be Mine by Matchbox 20

CHAPTER 4: Be Mine

June 2002

"Damn it." Harry yelled in a fit of anger.

"You have to take it slow. You will never recover if you get frustrated every five minutes. Honestly how the hell did you ever defeat Voldemort without pa-"

"Fuck this, fuck it all. I can't do this." Harry sat in frustration and wheeled his wheelchair out of the room into the living room.

"You can't live like this Harry. Believe me, you need to get better and you won't if you give up."

"Neville, thanks for the advice but frankly stop being such a hypocrite. It was fine and dandy for you to give up on things when we were at Hogwarts, but no I can't because I am Harry Potter." Harry argued.

"And I suppose the world revolves around you. Well sunshine, I hate to break it to you but it doesn't anymore. You aren't the boy who lived, you're another has been. You will stay that way unless you get better and prove that you aren't a has been." Neville explained while packing his things up. Harry knew he was lucky, Neville was the top wizard in the world for physical therapy.

"JUST GET OUT! I don't need your help today." Harry said while he wheeled his chair into the bedroom.

Harry heard the front door open and close, and figured Neville had left. Harry picked up the picture of Ron, Hermione, and Himself on the night the graduated from Hogwarts. It was the first picture in which they looked truly carefree. It was directly after Voldemort had been brought down and they thought their life would be perfect.

Harry looked at himself in the picture knowing that even then he was madly in love with Hermione, but to scared to do anything about it. He looked down at the creme colored envelope next to the dresser. He picked it up and read it again,

You are cordially invited to the wedding of Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy.

St. Patricks Cathedral

New York, NY

On Saturday June 27th 2002

at 12:00 sharp...

Just a week away for him to decide if he was going or not. He knew that he really didn't want to see her getting married to another man, especially this one, but she had personally invited him. She wanted to still stay friends and she said she cared for him.

"Hermione says hi." Ron said as he walked into Harry's bedroom.

"Hmm, oh well that's nice." Harry said, quickly setting the picture back on the dresser.

"You do realize that she still wants us to all be friends." Ron said to Harry.

"Yeah, I know. I just am having a hard time dealing with that okay?" Harry replied, he knew what was coming.

"Harry, Neville said that you aren't trying in therapy. He said that you just get angry and leave. Why? Why are you giving up so easily. Don't you want to come back to work?" Ron asked. He was extremely worried about his best friend, who seemed to be drifting further and further since the day he had woke up last month. He could almost feel the hate in Harry's heart for Draco. Frankly, if it were Ron he would kill Draco with his bare hands. But ,he thought, Harry, loves Hermione too much for that. If she really did love Draco then who were they to prevent the marriage.

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Hermione had piles upon piles on her desk wondering how she decided taking the promotion was a good idea. Not only did she go over everyone else's stories but also wrote her own. Then there was the tip that Harry still had relatives alive. She had been doing research since she met with the mysterious voice on the phone. She hated that day and almost gave up on meeting the man because of what she had done to Harry the previous night, but she had to meet with him.

May 2002

"Good day, Ms. Granger. " The voice greeted.

Hermione looked at the man who oddly enough had the same green eyes as Harry did. But he also looked a lot like the pictures of Salazar Slytherin in her history of magic book.

"Hello, Mr.-" Hermione started realizing she didn't know his name.

"Mr. Hades. I feared you wouldn't come. Not many people believe me when I give them a clue to my story." he explained as he motioned for them to sit on a nearby bench.

" Well can you blame us, I mean Harry has so many holes in his past that everyone claims to know. It's almost like the search for Anastasia a lot of fakes but not the genuine."

"So then why did you agree to meet me?" Mr. Hades asked

"Well your story was so simple, not full of a bunch of facts that were so believable they were unbelievable. I figured it was okay for me to check you out. So what's your story."

"Well let me start by saying, that just because of my families background I have no hatred for Muggles. Especially for mudbloods."

Hermione cringed at the word. She hated it. It still haunted her to this day, all because she didn't listen to Harry, she didn't listen to his advice to stay behind.

"Ms. Granger? I'm sorry if I said something, I just knew that after hearing my story many wizards end up hating me, and I really didn't want you to jump to the wrong conclusion."

"No, that's okay, it was a headache, that's all." She said as she beamed a smile toward him.

"Okay, well how to begin. I am sure you know your history well enough to know that Salazar Slytherin had three children."

"Yes, um one was Salazar Slytherin the 3rd, Narssica, and Enigma, who is Tom Riddle's Grandfather. If I remember correctly two of the three would have the heir of Slytherin in there line, but Slytherin didn't know who."

"Precisely, Now what many have forgotten was the fact that Narssica's grandchild was a squib and therefore people figured that her line would never have the heir of Slytherin. Enigma as we all know was Voldemort's Grandfather. Many thought that because he was half muggle that he wouldn't be an heir, but when the truth about The Chamber of Secrets came out, we knew that he was indeed the heir. After all he was a parsal tongue. Narssica married a man with the last name of Hades and had two children, Solomon and Lucifer. Solomon was a great wizard and Lucifer was a good wizard. People didn't see it coming. Lucifer married a woman name Kiandra Evanworth, who was the only heir to a well respected wizard family. When I say respected I mean, well respected by the Slytherin's friends. Lucifer fell for her quickly and soon the two were married. They had a son that they named Aires and another son they named Togo. Aires grew up to be a squib, and he had to leave the wizarding community. He changed his last name to a more mugglish form of his mother's. His name was then changed to Andrew Evans. Togo was my Grandfather, and he stayed fairly close to my Great Uncle throughout his life. My father by this time had renounced the dark arts and had taken up the cause for muggle, wizard relations. My father often took me to see my Great Uncle and his cousin. His cousin was Tom Evans, Lily Evans father. "

"WHAT? Lily Evans, as in Harry Potter's mum?"

"Yes, that is what I mean. She is a Slytherin descendent, thus making Harry one as well. This is also means that I am his second cousin." Mr. Hades said.

"So, let me get this straight, there has only been one Slytherin Heir, correct?" Hermione asked, her mind going about a kilometer a minute. Harry could speak parsal tongue, and if memory served her correctly Harry had mentioned almost being put in Gryffindor.

"Yes, and I believe Harry might have been the second. But James' family still needed an heir to Gryffindor and I also believe Harry was what everyone was looking for." Mr. Hades explained.

"Not that I am calling you a liar, but I'm going to have to check a ton of files. Could you write out all the names you gave me? It will take me a while to do so."

"No problem, I do have one request. Would it be too much to ask to get Harry's phone number? I would like to meet him, after all we are family and there are some things he should know." Mr. Hades said as he handed her a piece of paper with the family tree on it.

"Well, Harry is in the hospital and I really don't want to get his hopes up if this is all a con. Why don't you give me your name and fellytone number again and I can give it to him when I get a chance."

"I Know, my brother told me."

He handed her a business card that said he apparently worked at MISTA of all places. Infact his name was Devon Hades. "Hades, where have I seen that last name before," she thought, then it hit her.

"Is your brother Tobias Hades?" Hermione asked him

"Yes."

"He is the one who brought me to Harry's room yesterday."

"I know he told me, that is another reason why it is so important we talk to Harry. He doesn't know the enemy's past as well as he should..."

"But what does-"

"It's business, now I must go."

And with that the man apparated.

June 2002

"Ms. Granger there is man outside, his name is Devon." came the voice of her secretary.

"Send him in."

"Hello, I got your call, you said you wanted to talk?" Devon asked.

"Yes, it took me awhile but everything checked out okay and I figured that I would let you know that I would like to introduce you to Harry." Hermione explained

"Really, when?" Devon asked extremely happy to be getting the chance to finally met Harry.

"Well the thing is Harry's best friend, Ron, invited me over for dinner tonight and I asked him if you could come along. He said it was okay. He thinks that you are a cousin of mine. So don't break our cover, okay?" Hermione asked

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Harry could not believe Ron had invited Hermione over. I mean he didn't want to see her or whoever she was bringing. All he wanted was to curl up and die. What many didn't know was Harry could walk, he just didn't have the motivation to do anything but sit around anymore. He had lost Hermione and that was enough for him. He just wanted to have everything back to normal.

"Harry, they're here." Ron yelled as the door shut. Harry finished buttoning his shirt and sat down in the wheel chair. He rolled his way out and greeted his guests.

"Hello Hermione. Who, may I ask is your newest conquest?" Harry said stressing her full name.

"Hello Harry, this is Devon , he is a cousin visiting ." Hermione answered realizing this was going to be harder then she thought.

"Hello Devon, pardon my not standing to shake your hand but, well I am kinda stuck here." Harry said

"Ahemm- Dinner is served everyone." Ron said.

Dinner was an extremely silent time and Ron couldn't stand it he needed to get out so the fireworks would fly.

"I forgot dessert, I have to go run down to the bakers. I'll be back." Ron said and before anyone could argue he left.

Hermione got up and started clearing the plates and taking them to the kitchen. Harry grabbed some and started behind her.

"I don't need a guests help with the plates." Harry said forcefully.

"I'm not a guest I use to live here. Besides we all need help sometimes. How do you like Devon?" Hermione asked

"He seems okay. I don't know why you brought him along, you know that I know he isn't your cousin. I know your family like the back of my hand." Harry accused

"I never said he was my cousin. I said he was a cousin visiting. Harry, he is related to you."

"Bullshit. Not only will you lie to me but you would dare make me believe that I have family still, just so you won't have to admit that you have another love-" Harry stopped short he heard a noise outside of the window behind Hermione. They were 5 stories high no one could make the noise he heard unless they were flying. And frankly the only one who would fly was someone who wasn't afraid of the law, someone who was dark.

"Say it Harry, you think I'm a slut, well I'm not I brought records proving he's your cousi-"

"Shut up Hermione." Harry whispered cocking his head toward the window.

"I will not shut up. You can't tell me what to do anymorchh-"

A hand broke through the window and grabbed Hermione's neck

The person who owned the hands flew through the window with both hands around her neck.

"Hello Potter." Came a voice that sounded eerily familiar.

"Lucius, you son of a bitch. Let her go." Harry yelled across the room

"Oh, really what are you going to do cripple?" Lucius taunted.

Harry could see Hermione's eyes watering as her face turned blue. It was now or never.

Harry sprang from the chair and kicked Lucius in the back of the head making sure that when he dropped Hermione he was there to catch her.

Harry set her down and started beating the living tar out of Lucius.

Harry stopped just soon enough so that way Lucius was living.

"Go back to your master and tell her, that I am feeling much better. And I will get her." Harry said as he threw Lucius and his broom out the window.

"What did I miss?" Ron asked as he walked in the door.

"Well you missed Salabaster's calling card." Harry said as he helped Hermione up.

"Harry? How did you walk let alone-" Hermione was at a loss for words

"Beat the tar out of him? Well do you honestly think I would just sit in this thing forever?" Harry said.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Ron asked

"I was enjoying my time off work." Harry smiled as he said so.

"You dirty little-" Hermione was interrupted by Devon.

"Um, not to break up the party, but I heard you two arguing before Lucius came in and Harry, I know you don't believe Hermione, but it's true."

"What's true?" Ron asked

"They," Harry pointed to Hermione and Devon,"claim that he is my cousin."

"How can that be? All you had was Dudley." Ron asked

"That's what I would like to know." Harry said aloud wondering what this all meant.

Devon and Hermione explained everything to Harry, while showing him the birth records.

"So you see we are both descendants of Slytherin." Devon finished

"Wow, what a story." Ron responded.

"Okay so, you and your brother work at MISTA, so I assume you know about Salabaster's family history." Harry asked

"Yeah, she's one of our cousins." Devon replied grimily

"My guess is that she doesn't know about you or I knowing about each other. But She knows now, thanks to Lucius. So it's time for a plan." Harry told his cousin.

"Time for a family reunion you mean."

A/N Ohh, I just love family reunions, don't you? So now we know why Harry was almost a Slytherin, but are there more family members out there in the wood work? Please read and review thanks a whole bunch!!!!

P.S. I have finals this upcoming week so I'm not sure when the next part will come out but Remember to look for it. Have a nice day:)