A/N: For some reason FF.N hasn't been working for me lately, and it's kept me from posting some stuff, so here's the latest installment, long past due. I appologize for anyone who cared...

And these are the people that did...

Black Bones- thanks, I guess

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Can You Hear It Sing?

Last Chapter

Hours later, Harry laid in his bed, wide awake. He couldn't stop thinking about this stranger; this man who Harry knew had been a dark wizard. He was Slytherin, of course he was dark. But how did he get here? Was he an angel? A grin came to Harry's face. Yes, he decided, he's my angel.

Harry finally fell asleep, dreaming of the dark-haired gorgeous man. Little did he know that the very man he dreamed of was dreaming of him.

Chapter Two: Matchmaker Ronald to the rescue, and tears shed.

Harry's new angel continued to dream of him, wishing that he had him in his arms.

Salzar Slytherin stayed in his rooms, crying because he thought that his love didn't want him.

Ron Weasley was getting angered, as weeks passed and Harry kept dreaming, and Professor Slytherin kept crying.

Eventually, Ron decided to get envolved. After all, nobody could ever leave his brother like that. Nobody.

So, the acutally intelligent Ronald Weasley got involved. His first task was to talk to the Professor, which turned out to be impossible, as the man refused to talk to anyone outside of classes. One morning, before classes were to start, Ron ran into the professor in the hall, as the professor neared the Great Hall. Or rather, Ron had planned to run into him.

"Oh, I am sorry Professor. Please excuse my clumsiness." Ron pretended to be innocent, but the professor could see through it.

"What is it that you want, Mr. Weasley?"Ron cursed himself, and sighed.

"Look, I know that you love Harry. I know that Harry loves you. Please do us all a favor and ask him out already." With that, Ron walked by him, on his way to feed his stomach, that was currently begging for food.

"Wait, Mr. Weasley." Ron turned, and eyed his professor. "How did you know."

Ron snickered. "I'm not as dumb as I act." And with that, Ron turned and walked off, leaving the professor to his thoughts.

'Harry loves me?' The aging professor asked himself, curiously shocked. 'well, I guess for once Weasley is right.' Professor Slytherin walked off to his quarters, decided that he was not hungry for food, but for Harry.

Professor Slytherin spent the rest of the day planning a way to seduce the young Potter, and become his boyfriend. He finally came up with a fool proof plan, as he claimed, and went off to set everything up.

As the time passed, Slytherin became closer and closer to finishing his plan, and finally just before dinner, he was done. Professor Slytherin sent an owl off to Ronald Weasley, requesting that he bring Harry to the professor's rooms, and sure enough, Ron replied and agreed to do so, threatening that if Salazar hurt his best friend, he'd had to deal with him.

So, with a little of convincing, Ron managed to get Harry to go to the rooms, and soon found himself in front of a painting of a snake, as a man on the other side told him to come in. Ron smirked, and turned to leave, as Harry pulled on his sleeve.

"Where are you going, Ron?" A shockingly scared Harry managed to ask, shaking.

"I'm giving you two some privacy." With that, Ron offed and left, leaving Harry to enter the rooms alone. What he found were rose petals scattered everywhere, and a dozen red roses in a vase, waiting for him. Salazar appeared, and a wide smile appeared on both their faces.

"Hey." Harry got out, tears forming in his eyes.

"Why are you crying, my Prince?" Harry sobbed. "It's so beautiful" He managed, tears falling freely down his face. "Harry, I love you." Salazar told him, gathering the happy sticken teen in his arms. "you are so beautiful." Salazar kissed his forehead, and both cheeks, wiping the tears from his eyes.

"Th- Thank you." Harry managed out, as he melted into the embrace of the older man. "I love you." Harry said clearly, and dinner appeared in front of their eyes. As they ate, or rather Salazar fed his beloved, they felt a sense of fulfillment, as if the piece of the puzzle missing was found.

They stayed like that for the rest of the night, neither wanting to part, even to go to the bathroom. They kissed gently every few minutes, and Harry woke up next to his true love, his soul mate.

Months passed, and their relationship grew stronger, slowly consummating their relationship. One day, Albus Dumbledore asked to talk with Salazar, alone. The older man agreed.

"Salazar, we have figured out how to send you back. Unfortunately, you cannot take Mr.Potter along." Tears formed in Slytherins eyes. "What? Why?" He demanded.

"Harry needs to stay here, and you need to return to your time." An angry Slytherin left the room, and returned to his angels side. That night, they made love for the first and only time. Salazar left the next morning, leaving Harry to cry for his lover.

Epilogue: Final Goodbye.

Months passed, and Harry found out that he was pregnant, with Slytherins child. Unable to abort the child, Harry kept it, reminded of his relationship with Salazar.

The child, Angel Thomas Potter, was born to a single father who could barely take care of himself, much less the true heir of Slytherin. However, Harry struggled to finish school, and got a job in Diagon Alley, to take care of his child and himself.

Ten years had passed since Salazar left. Little Angel was no longer little, and Harry had to force himself to look into the face that was too much like his former lover.

One day, Harry found himself at the place he never thought he would ever show up at, the tombstone where the Slytherins were buried. There it was, Salazar's own tombstone.

Harry kneeled down to it, Angel by his side.

"Hello, my love. It's been awhile, hasn't it?" Harry's hand moved along the tombstone, and found himself looking at another closeby. It was of Salazar's wife, Adora, meaning adored.

"I guess your name fit, Adora." Harry said softly, as Angel stared at the tombstones. Another came into view, the tombstone of Adora and Salazar's son, Adonis, meaning Lord.

"Adonis Slytherin, Lord of Slytherin." Angel said, understanding everything. "Yes. Your half brother." Harry spoke, still walking through the rows of Slytherins. Names like Alastair, Aylmer, and others stood out, as Harry and Angel walked silently, Angel taking in his ancestors, and his familys desendants as well. They came to the last grave, that of Tom Riddle, and both kicked dirt onto the tombstone.

"Shall we go, Lord Slytherin?" A figure in the distance questioned. Angel, and his father both nodded and left, not looking back.

Out of the shadows walked Salazar Slytherin in ghost form, as well as relatives, all watching the figures walk off.

"You really did love him, huh?" Escanor Slytherin questioned, as Salazar stared at his son, and his former lover.

"Yes." Salazar agreed. "I did." The ghosts all smiled, and the group disappeared, as Harry and Angel did as well.

End.

A/N: It's a crappy chapter, but I needed to end it. Sorry that it's so thrown together, but there you have it. The end....finally.