Lol this chapter is dedicated to my friend Heath, who bugged me every day about a new chapter for a month. I finally got it up, silly one! Enjoy Heath and everyone else!

Selene pulled a necklace out from under her tunic. The chain was simple silver, but the amulet was carved from dark jade, and in the shape of a snake eye. Hermione watched her movements hesitantly; still not sure whether to stop her or just watch and see what would happen. Selene, grasped the amulet in the palm of her hand, and winced at how cold it was, despite being pressed against her body heat for so long.

She held it up in the light.

"This," she said softly, "Is the eye of Slytherin, and it hold's half of Salisa Slytherin's soul within." Hermione looked at her closely. "Only half?" she asked nervously, watching Selene's face for a reaction.

Selene nodded. "I want to show you, who is the possessor of the other half, and why but to do that we need to go back in time." She offered her hand to Hermione, who didn't even hesitate before taking it. Selene held out the amulet in front of them, and started to chant.

"Domisssiha, tissssda eperssssso conissssssssiona." Or at least that's what Hermione heard. The Parsel-tongued girl was actually speaking in English. "Open this door to the past, I command you." A blinding light, and then, it was if they had been transported into another world.

Every thing had taken on the look of a 1920's movie, all black and white. They were in Diagon Alley, but everything had a look of being 100 years older. Witches and wizards zoomed past, obviously in a hurry. Besides the time frame and other little details, it wasn't much different than the present. A tall man, who had long thick blond hair, and a long black robe stepped out from an alley way. He had a scar that ran down the left side of his face, and his nose was bent slightly, like it had been broken and never healed right.

He carried his wand out of his robes, down next to his side, like he was expecting to be attacked at any moment.

Hermione thought he looked familiar, but before she could say anything to Selene, a young woman walked toward them and the man. She had long black hair, that shimmered, and though they couldn't see the color of her eyes, Hermione could tell they were light colored, a silver mix, like Selene's. Hermione held back a gulp. This woman was only a little taller than Selene and had the same bone structure as her. In fact, this woman could pass as an older version of Selene. She had on long grey robes, but they were stained with something dark, and it dripped on the stone path as she walked. She wasn't alone. A man and a woman, flanked the woman. They were both equally drenched in the dark liquid, and it ran down their grey robes and made a trail beside them. Their faces were mostly hidden in shadow, but the girls could sense something about them. Both girls instinctively stepped aside at the group plunged towards them, even though they would have passed through them like ghosts.

By now, the passing witches and wizards had sensed the presence of the group, and all paused as the leader faced the man that had come from the alley way. She stepped close to him, and he wrinkled his nose as if he smelled something foul and stepped away. The woman through back her head and laughed. "Afraid Daren?" she asked coldly, taking a stance that was both arrogant and bored. The blond man lifted his wand. His eyes were cold and dark. "Salisa Slytherin, I am here to deliver your punishment to you, on behalf of the Council and to your followers." His lips twisted in disgust as he viewed her companions. "It seems only fitting that I do this, when you are covered with the blood of innocents." The woman identified at Salisa tossed her hair nonchalantly. "Muggles and Mud bloods." She spat indifferently. "I was only trying to purify the blood line, but if you have such a love towards them…"

She pulled out something from beneath her cloak and turned towards the crowd. She muttered a few words, and a blinding light made both Selene and Hermione close their eyes and ears to the screams that followed. When the light was gone, dozens of bodies lined the streets. Screaming women and children and a few men yelled at their loved ones to arise, to no avail. A dark liquid, the same that coated Salisa, poured out into the streets. The girls were glad they could not see its true color.

When Salisa turned back, Hermione could see her tuck the same amulet Selene wore back into her robes. A twisted smile lit Salisa's lips. "I'll kill the half breeds too, it doesn't matter to me. My father wants a perfect magic world full of only pure bloods." She paused to raise her wand and point it at the man. "And I intend to give it to him."

Salisa tilted her head. "Any last words, Daren Malfroy?" He shook his head. "Only my pity for you, for turning into this moster Salisa."

They began to battle, using curses and spells that neither girl had heard of before. They muttered them so fast; the girls couldn't even hear the words. Bright shots of light went back and forth between them like fireworks.

Finally, a bright light that blinded both girls for what seemed for enternity.Screams followed.

Then, all there was, was darkness.