Here is another chapter and some secrets will be revealed.

Over mountain and forest across a lake far from Hogwarts a scream could be faintly heard. It's tone reminded those of the old days when a certain Dark Lord had terrorized the world. Some creatures were startled while others just stood or sat where ever to listen to the sound.

The air grew colder and eventually all creatures non-magical and magical took cover from some inevitable event. The wind began to blow softly but in less then a minute the calm was gone only to replaced by a howling monster of air. Laughter filled the air that held a dark purpose.

I will have a new body even if I must face my once demise. He will pay the dearest for what he did to me. Harryyy Potteerrr! I am coming for you and nothing in this world is going to stop me from getting to you and exacting my revenge. Soon . . . soon . . .

Hogwart's Owl Wing

"Child I was told to find you and bring you to the Headmaster however before that I will tell you a story. It's a story that transcends time and age and to the very present. All I ask is for you to listen." Maneerra said. She walked over to where Harry was sitting and sat down next to him.

"A story? What for? My life is going to be ruined because everyone is going to think that I'm the next dark lord all because I was put in Slytherin. It's over . . . " Tears had begun to form while Maneerra embraced Harry in a hug. It was then that Harry let out all the frustration of every year. Harry sobbed.

"Child, your life is not over. In fact it has just begun. When I changed you into a basilisk, I became the one soul responsible for you. You don't have to go to the Dursley's anymore. You can live at Hogwart's with me."

" . . . . " Harry looked up at Maneerra with a tear streaked face but with hope in his eyes that shone indeed brighter then any sun.

"Do you feel up for a story my son?" Harry smiled as he finally comprehended what Maneerra had said. His smile was so wide it reached ear to ear and the light of hope in his eyes shone even brighter.

"I want to hear the story if it's all right with you mom." Maneerra smiled and nodded. Harry snuggled up to her as the story began.

A thousand years ago . . .

A few hours later around Dinner Time

"Any questions . . .?" Maneerra asked Harry.

"Well, actually I do have some. If one of the children was a part basilisk then what about generations later? Would this mean were related? If so what about Voldemort?" Harry asked with a dazed but pondering look on his face.

"Yes, to all three questions. Unfortunately Voldemort doesn't really know. This you may use to your advantage. In which case being a basilisk could be an advantage or a burden from what I have been told from your Headmaster. It seems magical creatures are revered in this time and age and mainly out of fear for the things we can do. It is this fear that has blinded the Ministry of Magic for so many years leading to it's somewhat corruption. Pity that it had to come down to this for people to finally wake up."

"M . .Mom do you think that things can change?"

"I believe so child but only time will tell. After all you can't make people change because everyone is an individual. If a person can learn to take a chance then they can certainly find themselves richer then they could have ever imagined. Richer not only in their pockets but in their hearts and minds as well. Wisdom is the key word here. Knowledge of something can take a person only so far but, one must experience it for themselves before it can be considered wisdom."

Harry stared off and thought about it. Maneerra just sat enjoying the time with a son in which she knew was related to her. In all the many lonely years nothing had ever occurred to her that a child born half and half could cause such a rift in the world a thousand years later. Shocking as it was the truth would someday be known. The world would see the error of their ways but until then she had plenty of time to wait.

In a time where things had been nothing but simple everything seemed right but, destiny had a bad sense of humor for she lost her only love and was thrown in the dungeon never to be noticed again. Now that she had thought about it she wondered at how ironic it was that she had heard Rowena spout out a prophecy the same day that her beloved left. What was it again?

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.

What did it all mean though? Did it mean that Salazar is really still alive? That couldn't really be the case but having been confined to the school grounds allowed me no way of knowing anything in the way of news. For all I knew he could have achieved eternal life without me knowing. It's times like these that I sometimes wonder what I should really be doing.

"Harry! Harry are you in here?!" A red headed but also red faced Ron appeared in the doorway. Harry looked up a little upset that his thoughts had been disrupted. Maneerra was also a little put out but she masked the feeling well enough that the red head had not noticed.

"Oh . . .Am I . . .uh . . ." Ron was looking at them as if there were taking part in something that he had no business interrupting.

Harry POV

"I think Harry that I will leave you to pursue finding a room in the castle. Apparently the Headmaster is quite amused with his new abilities that he has graced me to choose whichever rooms I deem appropriate to raise a son. Good job on figuring out the ability to change a person into a basilisk, my son. The matter of the students however are a different matter which we will discuss later." With a lasting look she pecked a kiss on my cheek.

Truly sorry for taking so long. I had hoped not to take so long on getting another chapter up but fate just had to be humorous. I've been coming home so exhausted lately that getting to update has become a chore and more a burden then anything. I will not give up even if it takes me till I am fifty so you can be glad of that.

Again I am sorry about taking so long to update. I do have some news for you. Since I have introduced Voldemort into the story a lot more is going to be revealed. I just hope none of you are upset that I placed both Harry and Ron in the House of the snakes. I have reason to believe that everyone has the ability to be in any house in which conditioning plays a part. Later in the next chapter I'll explain.