Can you hear it Sing?

A fanfiction by Demon Child

A/N: I was ready Dark!Harry fics, and I have just fallen in love with them. So, naturally, I decided to write my own. Please, do review.

Disclaimer: I hate these, but hell, I have to say that I don't own Harry Potter. Happy? The title comes from Come What May, the song from Moulin Rouge.

Dedication: To my computer, for allowing me to type this.

Billowing Robes

Here we have a strong wizard. No, not Harry, nor Voldemort. Another one. Salazar Slytherin. Salazar disappeared at the age of 32, and was presumed dead. But what if he wasn't dead?? What if Salazar was a time traveler. A time traveler who just happened to come to the year 1996.  The timeline is completely changed. Here's the story of Harry's soul mate, Salazar Slytherin himself.

Harry Potter was born to Lily and James Potter. They died when he was 1, he lived.

The black haired man rolled his eyes as he shut the book, and tossed it aside. It was the exact same information from the last five books. Annoyed, the man grabbed a seventh book, and opened it. He flipped to Harry's picture, and traced the facial features of him. He had it all: sparkling emerald green eyes, messy black hair, and a gorgeous smile. Plus, from the looks of the picture, he had a good body. The man smirked, and placed the book back, as he got up, and left the bookstore, robes billowing. Many stopped on the streets to watch him, gaping at the handsome man as he strutted past. Okay, so not strutted. He knew he was all that, and more. Now, to Hogwarts he would go.

This man held out his wand, a classic and gorgeous wand made mostly for Charms, as he calmly said, "Apparate." Off he went, to a town called Hogsmeade. The man looked around, not recognizing the stores at all, before he set off towards his creation, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The castle looked just like he had created it. It was perfect. With a smirk, the man walked towards the door, and pounded on it. A few students watched the man, as many girls and even boys found themselves drooling over him. He sent them a smile, causing a few of them to faint. He opened the door, and stepped inside, heading for the Great Hall. Once he got in there, he looked at the nearest student.

"Tell me, who's the headmaster?" The black haired boy, with the emerald green eyes gave him a strange look, before he announced proudly, "Albus Dumbledore, sir." Merlin, this was Harry Potter. This was the boy who destroyed his heir at the age of one. Salazar smirked. "And can you show me to the Headmaster's office?" Harry nodded, as he told his friend's that he would be back, and told them to go onto class, as Harry began to take the strange man to see Dumbledore.

"So, what is your name?" Salazar questioned, already knowing the answer.

"Harry Potter, Gryffindor Prefect and Quidditch Captain. And yours?" Salazar smirked, as they arrived at the doors, and Harry spoke the password, "Reese's." "Salazar Slytherin." He said swiftly. "Creator of this fine school." With that, the man stepped inside, leaving Harry to gape after him.

Once Salazar had gotten into the quarters, a gray-haired man greeted him.

"Albus Dumbledore, I presume." Salazar said, looking over the man. What a fine pick for headmaster, hopefully not a muggle lover. Dumbledore nodded. "Ah, and who are you?" The jolly man asked in return.

"Salazar Slytherin." The black haired man responded. Dumbledore blinked. "Ah, yes, the time traveler. Welcome to 1996."

"How did you know, sir?" Salazar asked politely, shocked that someone knew that he was a time traveler.

"Ah, but Salazar, one thing that many forget is that I am the headmaster, and I know everything."

End of the introduction. Now, in order to get more, you must review. Thanks!