Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: HP/?, RL/SS, RL/SB, Other pairings... I'll let you know.
Warnings: Angst (when isn't there), SLASH!! and hmm... I'll let you know...
Summary: This is the AU version by me of the happenings in the Second book Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets.
A/N: This story idea has been in my mind ever since I first saw HP:CoS in the movies. I didn't go a way and finally I relented and started writing. My old friend Athena helped me with the dialogue of Snape and "friends" I hope that I can finish the story by myself now that I don't have her help any longer. I would like to thank everyone who has been so kind and given me a hand with this. I can never thank you enough Ok enough of me rambling On to the story.
The Slytherin Heir
By: Simon Erif ©
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The night was chilly as always as I wandered through the halls. I couldn't sleep. It was a miracle that I could even eat. Not with all this 'Heir of Slytherin' business going on. How can they think that of me? I mean I'm Harry Potter Not that that has any meaning any longer. But I'm a Gryffindor Right?
I can feel their eyes upon me wherever I go. And the whispering It's starting to drive me mad! Everything I do is looked upon with doubt. No one trusts me anymore. After I saved Justin's life by telling the snake not to attack they've been suspicious about me.
But I can't be the Heir I just can't be. / It was over a thousand years ago. For all we know; you could be. / Hermione's words kept echoing in my mind.
I didn't know what to believe. I wasn't sure of anything anymore. /you could be could be could be/ Was I? Was I really? Could I really be the Heir of Salazar Slytherin? I'm a parselmouth after all. I can talk to snakes Salazar Slytherin was famous for that gift.
Slytherin Maybe the Sorting Hat made a mistake. Or maybe I made a mistake when I asked to be put in Gryffindor. It did say I would do well in Slytherin. Maybe
"Out so later, Mr. Potter?"
I freeze. I hadn't heard anything coming my way and I certainly hadn't noticed that my invisibility cloak had been slipping off of me. Not until too late that is. I'm in big trouble now
I was just turning to face Professor Snape when I heard it again. Kill Musssst KillMussst Kill them all! I tried to follow the voice but Snape took hold of my arm and stopped me. I turned to look at him and
It was like waking up from a trance. I opened my eyes very slowly. I hadn't even realised I had closed them. But as soon as I opened them I wished I hadn't.
There was Professor Snape, on the floor. Cursed like all the others. And once again I was present. At that very moment I knew. It was like everyone said. It was I; I was the one cursing people
This time when Professor McGonagall came I didn't say anything. I couldn't. There were no excuses. None. I went through the questions like in a dream. I was numb and I couldn't figure out why. I mean I didn't even like Professor Snape! But I felt nothing. Nothing
The only thing that let me know that I wasn't dead was the thoughts running through my head. All those bits and pieces of conversations that I'd over heard over the last two days and what Hermione and Ron had told me.
/Parseltongue Slytherin house SerpentNext Victim Run in Slytherin's Heir Muggle-born Mark of a dark wizard attacked all bad Powerful wizard curseDark Lord Competition great-great-great-great-grandson Salazar Slytherin Serpent-tongue all we know, you could be You-Could-Be./
The next thing I knew was a menacing voice, like the one I heard before Snape had been cursed, yelling at my ear YOU ARE!!
"NO!!" Harry woke up screaming his lungs out.
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Things were quiet for a while after the double attack on Justin and Nearly-Headless-Nick. But that didn't stop people from whispering and pointing at Harry. And not for the first time after that terrible dream did he doubt himself.
It wasn't before the other students were supposed to head home for the Christmas holidays that he really realised how much he truly doubted himself.
He was truly happy that most people were leaving Hogwarts to spend the holidays with their families and friends, for he was tired of all the muttering, whispering, pointing during classes and the hissing that he got when he passed them in the hallways. Everyone seemed to think that he was the 'Heir of Salazar Slytherin'. Not that he blamed them.
It was when George and Fred teased him the first time by running ahead of him and shouting. "Make way for the heir of Slytherin, seriously evil wizard coming through!" that he truly realized how much he doubted himself and how much everyone feared him now. Everyone who had been walking normally with no worries was now either behind a door nearest to them or otherwise getting out of his way. Meters from him the path was cleared and most of the students especially the first years were looking at him with fear and some with respect it was unsettling to say the least. But the thing that really got to him was that he was *enjoying* it.
That thought brought to his mind the incident that happened few days ago in the new duelling class. The way Professor Lockhart and even Professor Snape looked at him. Like he was something out of a horror flick or something It was unnerving. Especially the look that Snape gave him
But that wasn't important now what was important was that soon the Polyjuice would be ready and they could find out what Malfoy knew.
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TBC..