July 31, 996

He shares my looks, he shares my parents, and he also shares my middle name. My name is Damien Alexander Slytherin, and his name is Sirius Alexander Slytherin. He is nothing like me though, he is pure evil, and I… well I am only a bit evil. He tried to kill me yesterday, with the killing curse Avada Kedavra. I blocked it using an ancient magic father taught me, it hit me a bit, and left a mark on my forehead, a mark like a lightening bolt. The curse shot toward him, but he quickly dogged it, and looked at me in awe, no one has lived though that curse, and no one ever will again, because the knowledge know dies with me.

My brother was trained to fight by Godric Gryffindor, he didn't know, we all didn't know he would turn on us, but he did, and he killed father. Now, I lay bleeding on the ground, I can't move, and no one will find me in the forest, no one ever goes in Hogwarts forest, so I'll die here, and no one will know. But my knowledge won't be passed on, so I die in peace, knowing soon, I will see mother and father again.

Curse this day, the day that marks the sixteenth year that monster has been alive, is also the day I die at my twin brother's hands, or should I say sword, since he didn't strangle me? He tried that too much, and found it didn't work that great.

The last thing I see is my brother, his eyes glowing red with power and greed, and then everything goes dark.

July 31, 1996

Damien Slytherin woke up, and wondered where he was, and then he remembered, he had died, he was Harry Potter now. And he realized that Voldemort was Sirius's descendant, not Sirius his godfather, Sirius his brother. He realized that it could get confusing and decided to call his godfather Black, since he had barely known the man, but in public he would call him his godfather still not Sirius, Sirius was a name he hated, and therefore would never again call his godfather that.

Harry looked up from his bed when he heard a tapping at the window, and found only Hedwig and a known owl. He thought that like every birthday since getting into Hogwarts his friends would send him a gift, or at least write ONCE this summer. But they hadn't, Harry would've normally been upset by this, but since his also Damien now, he was calm and emotionless, on the outside at least, on the inside he was hurt and felt betrayed.

Hedwig seemed to have gotten him a present. She had brought in a live snake, and placed it on his bed, and pointed from him to the snake. "Thanks Hedwig, you're a very smart owl, how'd you know I liked snakes?" Harry asked not expecting an answer. In a past life I was your owl, Damien. You gave me the same name, and you lived though a curse only you knew how too, so I guessed it was you. Your aura and appearance have changed too. Hedwig told him though telepathy.

Harry got up and took a look in the mirror, his eye sight seemed to improve, since he could see perfectly, and wasn't wearing his glasses. His hair was darker, longer, and straighter, his eyes were now dark green, and he had grown from 4'11 to 5'6". His nose was smaller and a bit pointed instead of rounded. His eyes were a bit closer together, and eyebrows were curled a bit at the corner. Harry's chin and cheekbones were also more defined.

He looked at his clothes in disgust and conjured a pair on black slacks, a dark green shirt, and some black boots with silver snakes. He then turned to the snake that was looking at him curiously. Hello, I am Harry Potter, in this life. Harry told the snake. The snake nearly jumped before replying. I have never met a human that could speak my language. Your aura is interesting, you very are powerful I've never seen someone so powerful. What was your past name, master? the snake asked. Damien Alexander Slytherin. And what is your name? Harry asked. Gem, is my name, master. I have heard stories of you, and your rotten brother, but mostly of his descendant. Voldemort is a evil wizard, I heard his aura is strong, but I bet yours is more powerful. Gem told him.

Thank you, Gem. Would you hide under my bed, until I tell you, you can come out? Harry asked. Gem said nothing but complied. Harry took the letter from the other owl and placed it in his trunk to read for tomorrow.