Notes: Well, hello!! I'm back, 11 reviews later you get the next chapter! I'm so glad that people seemed to like my story, I didn't expect such good reviews. A lot of people said they like the demoness character and I'm happy, I'm trying to portray her as an angsty, but a truly good person, I hope you all like what I'm going to do with her. Well, I can't think of any notes or changes I need to make, except that in my summary, I meant to write anxiety, but I missed the 'n', sorry. The same disclaimer applies as was on the first chapter, I own nothing but Salandra, she is my own personal creation. I have a question for everyone, please help me out: Do they students at Hogwarts take the N.E.W.T.S. or O.W.L.S. in their fifth year? Please e-mail me at SilverClaw16@aol.com if you can tell me, thanks! Please R&R, I hope everyone likes this.

1 Chapter 2

Over the next few weeks Harry was constantly trying to speak with Salandra, but she never seemed to be around. They shared only a few classes, and she had been moved out of the Griffindor Defense Against the Dark Arts after her capture by the teacher. She also no longer shared a dormitory with the rest of the Griffindor fifth-year girls, they had tried several times during the first few nights to perform dangerous, anti-black magic spells on her. Had the untrained girls succeeded they could have killed Salandra in her sleep, so Professor Dumbledor had moved her to a small room off of Griffindor tower where she was the only resident.

Because of this she was hardly ever in the Common Room, and never seem to be around after classes ended or during meals. He wanted to talk to her about what she had said the night in the tree and what had happened with Dumbledor, but by the time he got to speak with her he had all but forgotten why he had needed to speak with her.

Salandra wouldn't have it any other way. She smiled sadly to herself, slightly upset that she had to avert the only person who was kind to her for so long, but it was necessary. He couldn't ask her what he wanted to, she couldn't give him the answers.

"Salandra, wait up!!"

She turned around in the hallway walking from Snape's Potions class and saw Harry approaching her at an almost run. After a moment's thought she decided that she could wait for him, she should. Harry finally ran up to her, breathing deeply,

"Hey!" he said, smiling at her, "I've been trying to talk to you for weeks, how is it you always manage to disappear?"

"I just have no reason to hang around after classes, no one wants to be around me, so I just leave," she told him without emotion.

"Well, I want to be around you. I wanted to ask, by the way, what Dumbledor said the other night…… was that… umm, oh! Was that your real name?"

"Sala-Kumei Gres? Yes, it's my full name. Sala-Kumei is my name, Gres I my clan title," she explained to him as they walked together to class, "Gres means, mage, which is pretty much the same as a wizard. Sala- Kumei means weak born."

"Weak born? Why would you be named that?"

"It's a long story that will require a lot of explanation, I'll tell you later."

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"Heh heh heh," a dark figure watched the young demoness in his huge mirror as she walked with the well-known Harry Potter.

"Ah, Sala-Kumei, you shall soon learn that you, as insignificant as you are, will help me a great deal in getting rid of young Harry. I just have to wait for you to leave, to be outside of Dumbledor's blasted barrier spells around that school," Lord Voldemort said as he stepped out of the shadows and into the false light given off by the mirror. It was an object of his own invention, a mirror through which one could view anyone they wanted without being detected or stopped by any kind of barriers. It had now become a very useful tool for him, using it to observe his enemies and plan for the future. He had been moving slowly since his resurrection, killing or kidnapping a few wizards here and there that could pose a problem to him.

"My biggest problem, though, is you, Harry Potter. And I shall use you new friend to rid myself of you." The dark lord began to laugh maniacally and Salandra's senses suddenly perked up. Her head spun to where Voldemort was watching her from and she sent out an invisible wave of energy, cutting off Voldemort's mirror.

His laughter abruptly stopped.

"Maybe she won't be such an easy ally to sway, but that won't matter as soon as she steps out of the protective barriers of Hogwarts, then I'll have her."

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Salandra couldn't shake the feeling that she was being watched all day, and the strange magical circle that had appeared in Herbology didn't help her unease. It had been seething with dark magic, and whoever made it had to have been impossibly powerful to get around Hogwart's barriers. She almost mentioned it to Harry as they sat in the Common Room later that night (he had convinced her to join in with her house just once, even though every one avoided them like some kind of disease), but then thought better of it.

"So, you never finished telling me about your name, weak-born?"

"Yes, weak-born mage. A little ironic, the mages are known for being the most powerful members of a clan, but me….. They don't name a child in my people's traditions until the child is at least 16 seasons old, that's about 4 years, by then the child has had time to develop so their name reflects who they are. By the time I was 16 seasons I had failed all of the basic spells, accidentally cursed another child, and couldn't muster the courage to kill a member of a rival clan. To my people, I was a pathetic excuse for a mage, about 12 seasons later, I was exiled."

"That's, well, I don't mean to insult your people, but that cruel," Harry said after a minutes deliberation.

"Cruel, how so? The simply want others to be able to know what a clansman is like when they first meet. The first things demons do who meet each other is to give names," she told Harry, apparently very confused by his opinions on demon culture.

"Never mind. I guess it was stupid anyway."

"No, Harry Potter, I have learned that you almost never have a stupid thing to say. If I were a more important demon than I am, I would ask you for council in times of need," she said, giving Harry a warm smile, but it was slightly marred by the presence of her razor fangs.

"The students are going to Hogsmeade soon, yes?" she digressed.

"Yes, next weekend, before Halloween."

"Almost Hallo Eve, already!! I lose track of time so easily. Do you think I would be allowed to go with everyone to Hogsmeade?"

"I don't know, you'll have to ask Professor Dumbledor. I'm not sure how kindly the people there will react to you, ya' know," Harry looked at the ground uneasily, afraid of hurting his current only friend's feelings. Ron still spoke to him, in the privacy of their room, occasionally in the Common Room when most everyone had gone to bed, but to everyone else he was still a traitor.

"Yeah, most people have never seen a demon at all, let alone one traveling with a group of students in a town," Salandra sighed to herself.

Harry noticed the sad look on her face and decided to try to cheer her up. "Hey, you never know, you'll probably be allowed to go, there's no trouble you could get into in Hogsmeade."

Salandra smiled her unique smile a Harry again, "You are an excellent liar, Harry Potter, quite excellent."

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Halloween was quickly approaching and before anyone noticed it was the very weekend before and everyone was getting ready to go off to Hogsmeade, including Salandra who had been allowed to go.

"Why, of course, my dear girl," Dumbledor had told her, "I see no reason that the people of Hogsmeade shouldn't greet you with open arms, like they greet every other student here."

And so, Salandra walked out of Hogwarts and onto the grass outside, headed for the carriages that waited outside the schools gates. She and Harry were the last two people to exit the school and they slowly walked behind the rest of the students toward the gates, Ron walking not to far ahead, talking in a low voice with Harry.

Lord Voldemort laughed darkly as he watched his mirror, it was all so close, he only had to wait a few more moments.

A foot thrust itself in front of Salandra and as she began to fall heavily toward the hard ground her wings unfurled to ease her fall to a gentle downward drift. Before Salandra could stand up again the owner of the foot grabbed on to her wing and pulled it.

"MALFOY!!!" Harry yelled and jumped on the young man pulling on his friend's wing. Salandra collapsed on to the ground, cradling her wing, Malfoy's fingernails had cut gashes into them and she was in a great deal of pain.

Harry and Malfoy hit the ground in a cloud of dust and a mass of flying fists. They rolled about, yelling curses and bloodying each other's noses. A sudden burst of light drove the two boys off each other and Professor McGonnagle came rushing over with Madam Pomfrey in tow.

"Mr. Potter! Mr. Malfoy! Young men, I cannot believe this! Neither of you are going the Hogsmeade, inside, now!! Madam Pomfrey, please tend to Ms. Greis's wing."

Professor McGonnagle grabbed Harry and Draco's arms roughly and pulled them toward the school while Madam Pomfrey cautiously crept toward Salandra. Before the doctor could take care of her wing, Salandra jumped up, hissing angrily and jumped into the air, headed for Malfoy.

She flew at him at an incredible speed, ripping him out of Professor McGonagle's grasp. She spiraled up into the air, Draco hanging from her claws, her eyes an angry red.

"So, human, you would cross me!!" She cried as Draco whimpered in fear. They were now over 50 feet in the air and the people who were flocking outside of Hogwarts to see were only small black dots.

"Well, I suppose a door is not close without a window begin opened," Voldemort said happily, "those barriers do not extend infinitely above Hogwarts, and soon she shall pass out of them. Heh heh."

Salandra continued to spiral upward, her claws digging into Draco's shoulders, leaving small tracks of blood on his shirt. Her rage was over powering, but even in her own mind Salandra was fighting herself. 'I must stop this!' 'NO! He hurt you, he tried to harm you, you is to be punished!' 'But, I can't give into this….' 'You must! You have started it, you must end it as it is expected to end.' 'No! I won't do that!'

"No!!" Salandra screamed just as she reached the end of the barriers.

~Now you are mine~ said a voice that echoed in her mind and suddenly Salandra couldn't control her own body. She dropped Draco, but chanted a small wind spell so he floated gently, but quickly, to the ground, as soon as he landed Madam Pomfrey rushed him inside.

~Now, my dear girl. I have an important mission for you~

'Who are you?' Salandra thought, knowing the force would hear her.

~I am Lord Voldemort. And now I am in control of you~

'But… how?'

~Whether you like it or not, you are of the dark species of demons, and I can control any and all dark magic, so the demons are, in a sense, my personal servants~

'No! That can't be!' she screamed out in her mind, but she couldn't make her lips move.

~It really no longer matters if you believe it or not, girl, because you are now mine!~

'But, but you want Harry Potter. You can't put me against him!'

~Oh? Can't I?~

'If you are in me, I won't be able to get into Hogwarts or anywhere near Harry. Even I know about the shields.'

~HA! You think that I, the strongest wizard in the world, would not be able to penetrate those pitiful shields of Dumbledor's! Now, back down to the school you go!~

Suddenly Salandra banked and she headed straight down toward the ground. She could feel the magic of the barriers open just slightly to admit her and the evil that she unwittingly carried with her. About 20 feet above the ground she went into a barrel roll, landed softly next to Professor McGonnagle and dropped down onto one knee, fully excepting of her blame.

"MISS GREIS!!" Professor McGonnagle screamed, "This will not be tolerated!"

"My apologies, professor, my anger got the best of me. I am ready to accept my punishment," Salandra's mouth said with much more coolness in her voice than she usually possessed.

"Yes, well, we will have to take this matter to Professor Dumbledor. Come along," Professor McGonnagle hastily went on her way to the Professor's office, afraid to pull Salandra along.

Salandra smirked to herself and followed closely behind the Professor.

They walked through twisting hallways and up staircases until they reached a statue.

"Green Gumdrops," Professor McGonnagle said at the statue, and suddenly a door appeared, "Come along."

They climbed the stairs and Professor McGonnagle told Salandra to sit in what looked like a waiting room. She proceeded through a door on the other side of the room and left Salandra to wait for her.

~You see, young demon, my plan is already coming into fruition~

'No, Professor Dumbledor will see through this, and even if he has to kill me, he'll stop you!'

~Heh heh heh, you grossly over-estimate you Head Master. Watch~

Professor McGonnagle had returned, "In here," she said, motioning through the door.

Salandra stood silkily and slowly walked into Dumbledor's office and sat in the available chair, completely disregarding the wonders in the office. The phoenix on the perch, the amazing, unusual magic objects sitting on the shelves and just looked at the Headmaster, who was looking very distraught.

"Miss Greis, I must say, I am very surprised with you. Although, I am sure this will never happen again am I correct?"

"Yes, Professor Dumbledor. I am so sorry about what happened, my instincts got the best of me. I didn't think, I simply reacted," she said with some level of sincerity.

"Yes, and I trust you in that you will have better control next time. Unfortunately, I fear the next time may come to soon. The students have all either seen what happened or heard about it by now, and I fear to say that they may become very violent toward you," Dumbledor told her with a sigh.

"If it is permitted, may I use a glamour to make it so when students are in my presence that will not attack me?"

"You know this level of magic?"

"Yes, I learned it in my training with my clan. They will still hate me, but when they are actually around me they will lose the desire to fight me."

"Very well, I will inform the teachers about this and you are permitted to use the spell. Now, back to your Common Room with you!" Dumbledor smiled, trying to lighten the somber mood, with no luck.

"Yes, Professor," she stood and sedately walked from the room, down the stairs and out into the hall.

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As Salandra sat in her personal room later that evening, she was having quite the argument with herself.

'How did you do all this? Why?'

~Why? My dear girl, I should think that would be obvious. You are going to kill Harry Potter for me, and then you will be expelled, and I shall have no further use for you~

'You can't possibly make me kill my friend!'

"HAHAHAHAHA!! After all that you have seen me do with your body this day, how can you doubt my ability to make you kill. You almost killed someone yourself today, if I hadn't taken control of you Draco Malfoy would now be dead, by you hands, not yours in my power~

'I- I… you're right. Wait! Why am I letting you intimidate me! You just want to break my spirit so I'll help you!'

~I'm surprised you could see that at all~

'I was trained in those tactics, keep in mind, I'm a trained demon mage!'

~Oh, and I am very afraid, little one, since I already have complete control over your body~

"Salandra?" Her head snapped up from the inner conversation and saw that Harry Potter stood in her doorway. She smiled slyly at him, "Oh, Harry, I didn't hear you coming. Come in, please. Would you like to sit down?"

"No, I just came to talk for a moment. Today, what happened?"

She sighed to herself, "My instincts got the best of me, I wasn't thinking. Is Draco alright?"

"Yeah, he's fine. Umm, I've gotta' go. See you around," he said turning and quickly leaving Salandra alone once more.

'What happened, Voldemort. He was right here, but you didn't kill him, you really can't make me, can you?'

~Don't be silly. It would be stupid to kill Mr. Potter this early in my plan, I must make you gain his trust again, and you two shall be good friends, then you will kill him~

She stood up, shut the door to her room, and bolted it. The lantern was blown out and Salandra went to bed very afraid.

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That's it for this time around, I hopefully everyone has enjoyed the second segment and is looking forward to the third. I'll post it as soon as I is finished, and maybe I'll get some more reviews. Well, see ya later! ;)