Another chapter and more to piece to this ever growing puzzle of a story. I am glad that so many of you love my story. Your reviews are much appreciated because they help me to see what areas I need to work on. Thank you! With out further a due... chapter five awaits....

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Harry POV

The hat yelled out undecided. I didn't know whether I should protest or bang the table in frustration. Why couldn't the hat have just put him in Gryffindor? Why? Why did everything have to be so complicated? Again I felt helpless to do anything. Ron is my first friend but for the hat to be so . . . so . . . . . .sigh.

"Well, this is certainly a surprise. I never thought that the famous Harry Potter would be in the Snake House but I guess I was wrong. What did you have to do to bribe the hat to put you here?" The familiar face of Marcus Flint peered at me from across the table. He sneered at me after asking his question but I couldn't help but stare in disbelief. Was it wrong of me to even be in Slytherin House?

"Pathetic! Listen everyone he's finally shocked and can't move!" Marcus called out to the entire Hall. Instead of the anyone paying any attention people ignored us as if were abominations or something. It was then that everything came crashing down. Without wasting any time I ran out of the room and without stopping I kept running. Finally I reached the Owl Wing and hid myself among the muck on the floor.

~After Dinner about an hour later~

Maneerra POV

A women more ancient than even the wise Albus Dumbledor stretched and yawned from a long slumber. Blinking over-rested eyes she found herself bombarded by many questions.

"Who are you?"

"Where did you come from?"

"What is your name . . . ?"

"STOP!!" Maneerra yelled as she placed her hands over her ears in an effort to drown out the questions flying around the room. She had also closed her eyes but opened them as soon as everyone in the room had stopped talking.

"One question at a time and I will try to answer them as best to my knowledge." Madam Pomphrey spoke first.

"I would like to know why your DNA tests show that you are not human?"

"There is no better way of saying this but I am a basilisk who can become human for an infinite amount of time." I was surprised the occupants in the room looked shocked but none of them showed fear.

"Are you aware that you do pose as dangerous to this school and it's occupants, the majority of which are children. Should we judge you now or later the risks will still be there. Tell us, what is your name?" Professor Snape said with a voice that sounded like a well oiled engine. In fact acid seemed to drip heavily into his speech as if he wanted to give me a tongue lashing.

"My name is Maneerra Ruby Evans Slytherin and yes I know that I am a danger but I can't leave this school." An old man with long white hair looked at me and a twinkle flashed in his eyes before disappearing behind a mask.

"Explain to us then Maneerra. I am rather anxious to know how it was that your a basilisk and a permanent resident of Hogwart's?" Albus Dumbledor said and asked.

"Well it all began over a thousand years ago . . ."

Back then so long ago I was a normal person and my name at the time was Maneerra Ruby Evans. In fact I had just graduated from Hogwart's when everything truly began to change. I found myself falling for the youngest of the founders. His name was Salazar Varian Slytherin. I soon found out that we were meant to be since we found out from the sorting hat that we were soul mates. Everything seemed perfect. The days would pass and I would never notice how we grew. Finally one day Salazar proposed and I accepted. The wedding was to take place in three months and one week from the day. However there was something that was not right.

Lurking in the shadows was Godric Gryffindor. He had also fallen for me but whether it was jealousy or love I do not know for Godric committed the ultimate sin. He went behind Salazar's back and transformed me into a basilisk. When Salazar found out he became so devastated that he almost took his own life. I soon reminded him that we could talk but in the snake language only. We discussed what could be done but eventually it came down to a final decision. He decided to leave the school in hopes of finding a cure but his search was all for naught.

You see the spell that Godric had placed on me was not only a transformation spell but a binding one that forced me to stay in Hogwart's. The only reason Salazar could not find a cure was because the spell was created by Godric and since he had not written it down all hope seem lost.

The day that Salazar left for the search he never returned. That day Rowena said a prophecy that I will always remember until this day.

'One so strong as you are will find that which you have lost. Once found there will be a great ending to the days of our known lives. It will be a thousand years into the future when a new Dark Lord has come and gone and time of truth will finally be known. All things will once again be set right at the coming of the one true, King Basilisk.'

At first I had not known what she had meant by it. Did she mean that all of this would be resolved more then a thousand years later?

Days turned into years and soon a entire century passed but I knew then that Salazar had to be gone. I cried then calling out into the night sky for him to hear me. I was surprised however when I saw a great big stag with silver fur and the same eyes as my lost beloved. He took one look at me and we stared at one another. Being a basilisk I thought he would die under my gaze but he did not. In fact he seemed to have a warmth in his eyes that warmed me inside.

'Though your beloved may be gone I can grant you something to remind you of him.' With that I felt a curious warmth in my belly. I looked to my belly but saw nothing of interest. When I looked back to where the Silver Stag had stood only empty air remained. It was as if he had not been there at all. Who was the Silver Stag? I didn't know but within a few months I found that I was heavy with eggs.

I laid five sparkling emerald eggs. Barely eating I warmed the eggs in hopes that they would hatch. One day they finally did.

Crack! Crack! The eggs hatched and very young basilisk's were born. Four of them hatched but one of them seemed to be having trouble. One egg wobbled but would not crack open. Delicately I took the egg in my mouth and cracked it slightly so that the child could get out using my help. Setting the egg down I watched as a human arm forced it's way out of the hole I had mad for it. The hole was all it needed before a human popped out of the egg. The child was human?! How? The White Stag!!!

The child definitely reminded me of a very small one year old. After all it did take about a year for me to warm the eggs. I wondered then if this was all some elaborate joke but nosing my young children reality made itself known. I had five very young children that I was going to have to feed. I realized then that they could not stay. The human I could leave at the doorstep for he would be better off with others of his kind.

Nuzzling the child into a small ragged blanket I then carried him out in a make-shift baby carrier. I left him on the very steps of Hogwart's doors. When I returned with the fifth child there was much protesting from the others. My heart hurt but I knew that I could not take care of a human child. I was not human myself anymore. I raised my sons and daughters as best I could till they finally made their way out of the nest.

I do not know what happened to my human child but I had hopes that he would be great one day.

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This ends part one about Maneerra and her part in all this! Yeah I know I haven't updated in a while. It's because . . . I don't know.

Yes, Harry is currently upset. In fact he falls asleep in the Owl Wing. Poor Harry!

My! My! There is so much to this story that your heads will be spinning. I know that a lot of you reviewers have questions but they will have to wait. In fact I don't want to answer them because I don't want to spoil the story for you all. Patience after all is a virtue and good things come to those who wait. All will be revealed in time.

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