Second version of chapter 2 finally done. Chapter 3 is going to take a while because I am going on vacation for two weeks.

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Summary: Voldemort died on that fateful night of Halloween. But not without leaving something for our young hero. A few surprises and something no one wants to have...and yet every Slytherin craves it.

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'Thought'

'Inner voice or dreams'

"Speaking"

"ParselTongue"

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Chapter 2

Severus Snape

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On number four, Privet Drive chaos was about to erupt…

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Harry stormed the stairs up in search of Celiel. As he entered his room, she was sleeping peacefully on the bed. But not for long.

"Wake up, you lazy snake!" He practically screamed it in the snake language. Her head shot up and darted around the room in confusion. When her eyes fell on Harry's angry form she let out an angry hiss.

"What is wrong with you?" She asked concerned. He may be angry with her, but she would remain calm no matter what.

"What is wrong with me? I will tell you what is wrong with me." He started sarcastically. "I received this lovely letter from a certain wizard school telling me I am accepted at said school." He finished with a sneer on his face.

"Don't take that tone with me hatchling. I do not mind that you take your anger out on me but I do not wish to be accused of something." Seeing the surprise in his eyes for a moment she explained. "Yes, I can see that you were trying to accuse me for not telling you." Harry calmed down quickly after hearing this and went to sit on the bed next to Celiel. "Now that you have calmed down, what is it that you like to ask me?"

He took in another calming breath and asked what was bothering him. "Did you know that there was a Wizarding world?" There, he said it.

"Yes Harry, I know there is a Wizarding world." She said looking straight into his eyes. "But before you start on me again, hear me out." If a snake could take a deep breath she would be doing that now. "But they did something to me. I don't know what, but when I was asked the right question I could answer. And only then. You must understand this Harry." She begged at seeing the cold look in his eyes. "Please, do not be angry with me. There was nothing I could do."

Harry realized that she thought he was angry with her. "Celiel, I am not angry with you." He said softly. "I am angry with those who did this to you."

"Good, because I don't like the idea of having you for dinner." Celiel joked with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "I believe you have an appointment with those humans now. Am I Correct?"

"Yes you are correct. Now I want you to behave yourself young lady while I go talk to those big and bad humans."

He could hear her laughter at the bottom of the chairs.

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Those big and bad humans were still in the kitchen when he walked back in.

How convenient

His Aunt Petunia instantly turned to him and started to speak. "Now now Harry, don't become angry with us. We did this for your own good." She tried to explain. But failing miserably.

"For my own good? He said disbelievingly. "My arse." He muttered as an afterthought. But wait, if they did this for his 'own good', that means that they knew he was a wizard. "Aunt Petunia?" He started sweetly. How come you know about all of this? Is it true that there is a Wizarding world?" Ok, he already knew the answer to that question, but it wouldn't hurt to see how they would respond to this.

Then there was silence.

His uncle suddenly stood up and slammed his fist on the table, his face purple with rage. "You are NOT going to that school!"

Then Dudley decided that he was ignored long enough. "DAD, what is this all about? What kind of school are you talking about?" The fat whale said while standing up and slamming his fist on the table.

"Not now, Dudley, Go to your room!" Vernon screamed. "NOW" when he wasn't going.

And all the while Harry stayed silent and watched the spectacle with a small smile on his lips; actually it looked more like a grin.

"Soooo Uncle Vernon, are you going to tell me what this is all about?" Harry drawled in a bored tone.

So his Aunt and Uncle explained everything; from the day that his mother got her letter until the day she died. They even showed him the letter that Dumbledore left behind. While he progressed all this information, the Dursleys slowly walked out of the kitchen. Just a precaution, mind you, incase he gets angry and directed it at them.

Picking up the envelope he noticed that there were two more pieces of parchment. On one piece was his list of school supplies and on the other was a note that he will be picked up by someone with the name of Severus Snape to get his school supplies and tell him everything that he needed to know about the wizarding world.

Celiel decided that moment to slither into the kitchen. She was actually a little bit worried when she didn't hear anymore shouting. Harry immediately focused his attention on her.

"So Celiel, are you perhaps a magical snake? Since you know about wizards and stuff." He asked tentatively.

"Not that I am aware of." She said as she slowly wrapped herself around Harry.

Well he could change that of course. Who knew what he could do with magic. "Celiel?" he waited until he had her full attention "Maybe I can make you magical?"

Harry now noticed that he was alone in the kitchen and so he walked back to the living room and went to sit on the couch. Completely ignoring the constant glances his Uncle and Aunt were sending him. He was actually surprised that they weren't going to start a conversation. So he took the initiative.

"Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia. Someone is going to pick me up around eleven o'clock to explain everything about the wizarding world and…" But he never got to finish his sentence because uncle Vernon interrupted him.

"I told you already, you are not going to THAT school so that an old man can teach you a few magic tricks!" Vernon practically hissed and because of that they didn't notice the man that popped into the hall.

"If you say another word about Headmaster Dumbledore I will hex you into the oblivion." Said a cold voice that belonged to the man who was walking into the living room.

All three people turned their head around to look at the man. There in front of them was a man with greasy black hair, black clothes, crooked nose and a murderous look in his eyes that was directed at Vernon Dursley.

"I am Professor Severus Snape; I am here to pick up Potter" he nearly spat that name "and take him to Diagon Alley." He finished with a sneer.

Great, he didn't even the man and he already hated him.. "Well then, that would be me Professor Snape." Harry said. Well he could return the kindness he was bestowed with, couldn't he?

"Potter, get your school supply list, then we can go."

"Yes, Professor Snape." In the same way Snape addressed to him.

He walked back to the kitchen to get his supply list. He saw in the corner of his eye that Celiel was lying in the garden and enjoying the sun. He was about to walk to her to tell her he was going away but Snape called him again and so he went to the living room.

"Sir? I don't want to be rude but how are we going to Diagon Alley?"

A cruel smile appeared on Snape's face. He had a feeling he wasn't going to like this.

"Apparating."

But before he got to ask what it was Snape took his arm and with a 'Plop' they were gone from Privet Drive number 4 and apparated straight into The Leaky Cauldron.

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Chapter 3: Diagon Alley

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