A/N Oh yeah, we gettin to my favorite part of the story. Found yourself asking "why bother classify this as Harry Potter stuff when he's not in it?" Well here ya go.

Chapter 19 The Potter boy

It was either very early or very late when Shayna left the Hospital Wing. Either way there was too much on her mind and she knew she couldn't sleep. She just walked for the longest time, only stopping to give the password to Boris the Bewildered. Once inside the Prefect bathroom she shed her robes and drew a bath. Salazar curled himself around one of those little faucets. Shayna just stared through the steam up at the ceiling.

She splashed the perfumed water on her neck and in doing so caught sight of her left arm. The ink or what ever it was, was still there. She showed it to the snake, "What do you think this is? It's been on my arm for more than a month now, and it won't wash off. I think it's getting darker."

Salazar cocked his little green head at an angle. "I'm not sure but ... Oh wait look there, that part looks like a snake." Shayna with drew her arm, what ever it was couldn't be that important. She sighed deeply. "I can't believe Warren ..." she trailed off

"Well" Salazar hissed "quite the duo you two are. A fine pair for disaster. A where-wolf and the daughter of the Dark Lord."

"Who ever said we were a team?" she demanded seeing the smile on the reptile's little mouth "Me and Warren? Yea right. But still I can't believe it, I mean this changes everything. I never would have guessed."

"Oh really Shayna, every one has a secret or two. Yours is a doozy as you may recall." he replied

"Can we leave my father out of this for 20 seconds!" she snapped "I'm sorry but it's true. Voldemort is a big part of your life whether you and I like it or not. And I realize you're under allot of stress right now, but I'm not your punching bag."

"I'm sorry Salazar, you're right of course ..." CLANK! Shayna stomach seized inside of her. Was someone there? No, no one could be there, not at this hour. A painting had probably fallen. She turned slowly, making as little noise as possible. Up by the door way was a golden dragon's egg, from the tri-wizarding tournament. But Shayna didn't see Diggaroy anywhere.

"Who's there?" she demanded Her voice echoed through the cavernous bathroom. She sighed in exasperation. "Oh, don't be stupid I know you're here! Look I can see your egg. I've had a terrible evening and I don't need you to insult my inelegance!"

A hand appeared a few feet away from the egg. Slowly it removed an invisibility cloak, revealing a boy with bright green eyes and a bolt of lightening. Shayna sunk deeper in the bath to be sure that only her head was visible. Harry looked nervous, but why? After all he wasn't the naked one here. "He's a parseltounge" Salazar hissed "and I think he heard us."

Shayna's eyes grew wide in panic. "Um ... I didn't hear you or any thing. I mean if you were afraid I was listening. I just heard this weird hissing noise." But Potter's words only sealed his fate, for he had unintentionally spoke them in parseltounge. He had heard every thing. "I told you, a snake can tell" Salazar hissed

She raised her blue eyes and looked into his green. For a moment there was silence, as they both tried to read each other's thoughts. Finally he spoke "Do ... do you want a towel?" Shayna nodded and wrapped herself in the terry cloth towel he handed her while he became very interested in the far corner. She walked over to the stool and traded the towel for her kimono style bath robe.

Harry sat at the edge of the bath tub and dipped his feet in. Shayna brushed her hair out and pulled in back. Then she joined him, by the tub.

"So what are you doing here?" she asked He stared at the water. "Cedric Diggaroy tipped me off to take the clue into the bath. He gave me this password so I could be alone. Guess that didn't work." he added Then he looked suddenly up. "You're not going to tell are you?"

Shayna sighed "Not as long as you don't tell anyone what you heard Salazar and I saying."

"O.k." Harry swallowed "But ..."

"Yes" Shayna resolved to tell him "It's true, my father killed yours and I'm sorry."

"So you're not a Death-eater?"

"Surprised to find a good Slytherin?" she laughed "But no I would never support my father. He ruined my life too you know." Shayna looked down, this was it, the Potter boy knew and he would never forgive her.

"I'm sorry" he said at last "What? Why?" Shayna demanded "Aren't you mad?"

"It's not your fault. People don't choose their family." Harry smiled weakly "Believe me I know." More silence, and then "It's probably worse for you, people feel sorry for me. But if they found out about you ..." Shayna nodded

"Does anyone else know?" he asked "Dumbledore knows, and so does Severus."

Harry seemed to have something he wished to say, but held his tongue. Shayna smiled at him and rose to her feet. "Goodnight Harry. And good luck with the Tournament."