Title: Dirty Dancing with Salazar Slytherin!
Author: Sira Selen Black
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, Salazar Slytherin, or Lily Evans; J.K. Rowling does, so don't sue me!
Summery: Lily disappears, due to a reflected charm. Two months later, she reappears, older. Where was she? Why does she have a marriage ring that clearly states that she is married to a pureblood of higher status then the Malfoys?
Beta: Blackest Grim
Pairing: Salazar/Lily
Key:
"I love Sal!" –Talking
'I love Sal!' –Thoughts
"I love Sal!" – Parseltounge
I love Sal! – Emphasis
I love Sal! - written
Authors note: I'm Jealous. Lily gets Salazar. Starts crying Well, this is AU, but as I haven't written the prequel yet, you'll get to guess who Lily married. (Wink wink, nudge nudge) whistles innocently while looking at that nice little sentence underneath 'Beta: Blackest Grim'
Chapter: The Arrival and Shock
The Great Hall was beautifully decorated for the Christmas Feast. Everyone had decided to stay after they saw that dress robes were required and Dumbledore had hinted there might be a ball. The students chatted, and the Marauders, as always, had their heads stuck together, planning some prank, but all went quiet as the Headmaster stood up.
Dumbledore said, his voice barley containing his excitement: "This year, we shall have some very important guests arriving tomorrow evening. I am sure, everyone will be interested. Our guests are very well known, though I doubt anyone will be able to recognize them. I ask for everyone to wear there dress robes or formal robes to this occasion. Do note however, that after the introduction there will be a Ball."
At this, the Students cheered, even the Slytherins. Dumbledore raised his hand for silence and continued. "Our Guests will hopefully be able to stop the House rivalries, as at this time of war, we can't be allowed to be parted." Dumbledore's voice turned grave.
"I have watched for years, as the Gryffindors have cursed, hexed and insulted the Slytherins, the Slytherins fought back, and it often resulted in a duel, fist fights or humiliation. It is one of the reasons that the Slytherins have gotten such a dark reputation and have often joined the Dark side. This has to stop. The other house rivalries, while not as extreme as the Slytherin/Gryffindor rivalry, also must stop. If we do not stand united, we will fall." His speech ended, Dumbledore left the podium and sat back down on his chair, his thoughts going back to his beloved lemon drops.
That night, the students pondered on the Headmaster's words. The Slytherins doubted, anything could stop them from terrorizing the Gryffindors, the Ravenclaws tried to figure out who Professor Dumbledore meant, the Hufflepuffs worried about their dates and the Gryffindors, well, let's say ones ear drums would explode. But no one noticed one Lily Evans almost glow with happiness. She skipped back to her common room, and fell asleep immediately.
The next morning, Lily got up earlier then usual, and upon taking a shower, she used some strawberry shower gel, one that she only reserved for special occasions, like today. After washing her hair, she left the bathroom and went to her trunk.
Her dorm mates, Alice, Sarah, Selen and Athena were still asleep as she dug her Trunk to her dress robes at the very bottom of the organized mess. Grinning to herself, Lily withdrew a beautiful blood-red dress that matched her hair. She slowly tried it on, to make sure that it still fit since the summer.
Pleased, Lily twirled in front of the mirror. The dress had a low v-neck, long sleeves that billowed slightly under her wrists, and black embroidery on her Chest and waist of a huge sign that even the Ancient Rune students would not recognize. Her sides had similar signs, just smaller. Last but not least, she had a small necklace attached to a golden snake, strung together over the string by tastefully added rubies. Let's not forget those high-heeled black knee-high leather boots.
And last, on her right side there was a slit to her mid thigh, were the runes parted and continued. The lining was also in black. Satisfied, Lily slipped out of the dress, folded it neatly and set it into her open ebony-wood trunk.
Putting on a set of her muggle clothes, a black spaghetti strap top with a silver dragon on her left side, and a pair of faded blue jeans, she went to the kitchens and got some hot chocolate and marshmallows.
Balancing her near overflowing cup and a bag of marshmallows, she sat on her bed and began her Transfiguration essay, content on chewing on a huge, melting marshmallow that had a nice chocolate taste to it, having been dunked in the hot chocolate.
Half an Hour later, Lily was almost finished with her essay, as Athena sat up and tiredly rubbed her eyes. She blinked a few times, getting used to the light, and turning her head towards Lily.
"Lils, what's got you up this early? I'm normally up long before anyone." She asked, her speech slightly slurred by her drowsiness.
Lily shrugged, and replied, her voice just above a whisper "I guess I'm exited about the Ball. With whom are you going?"
And their conversation turned to girl talk, trying to keep quiet, but failing miserably. The bag of marshmallows laid Forgotten.
/later/
Avoiding an encounter with James Potter, Lily ran to the girl's dormitories. She gasped, out of breath from running from the dungeons, and flopped on to her bed, falling asleep immediately.
An Hour before dinner, Lily left the empty Library, hoping that the Marauders had not some prank waiting behind the Fat Lady, as then she'd scream at him, and he'd ask her out, again. This was something she wasn't looking forward to.
Luckily James wasn't there; the seats by the fire where they normally sat were empty. 'Probable planning some prank again'thought Lily, shaking her head slightly. She really didn't hate him, just thought him as the most immature brat that ever existed. If he just dropped his womanizing behavior and crush on her, she would gladly be friends with him.
He was actually quite intelligent, after you could deflate his ego from the size of the Great Hall.
Back in the dormitories, Lily took another shower, again with shower gel. As she exited the shower, Selen asked, her Black hair still with foam in it from Vats' Silk Solution "So, Lily, where is this dress that you refused to show us?"
Grinning mischievously, Lily answered "You'll see in a second."
Opening her trunk, Lily slowly lifted the dress, just to agitate Selen, whose face one could only describe as anxious. Hearing Selens gasp, Lily turned around. Grinning, she asked, already knowing the answer "Like it?"
Selen could only nod, gapping. There already was a fly in her mouth, seeming perfectly content to just walk around on her tongue. "Stop gapping Sel, you're already catching flies. And anyway, we only have…" Lily turned around, starring at the clock "DARN! We only have 30 minutes!"
Rushing around the girl's dormitories was what they were doing. There also seemed to be a…Slytherin scarf on the window? 'Not that I mind, Slytherin colors are way better then this blinding scarlet and gold. I still can't believe that Sal managed to convince Godric to take those colors. Well, at least it's not pink. I would have to kill Sal 'bout that one.'
Continuing with her thoughts on reasons to murder Salazar Slytherin, or torture him in a way that was not appropriate for those under seventeen, Lily slipped on her dress, and carefully put her hair back into the style she wanted. Applying her make-up carefully, Lily was soon finished, and after observing her reflection, she went down the stairs, careful not to be noticed by the Marauders, who were in the middle of the Common room, showing off.
She slipped out, and silently made her way to the Great Hall. It was decorated in icy blue hangings, icicles on the ceiling, and little snowflakes that shined. The air was warm and refreshing clear, and last but not least, there was mistletoe, one that seemed to be charmed to make the couples that were keeping their dating secret kiss.
Walking to the buffet, ignoring the gazes of the men, an idea formed in her head. A wicked smirk graced her lips as she waited for the Headmaster to start his speech and drop the bomb, for lack of better words.
Slowly, Dumbledore stood up, and said, smiling brightly with his forever present twinkle in his eyes, "The time has come, for our guests to arrive. May I present to you, Rowena Ravenclaw, Helga Hufflepuff, Godric Gryffindor and Salazar Slytherin."
There was a shocked silence that was broken by multiple cracks, similar to that of Apparation, only louder, and one could see two men. One with forest-green robes and features that would have any girl faint, if they had not been so shocked by there sudden appearance, with ebony-black hair to his shoulders and icy-blue eyes. Salazar Slytherin was easily the more handsome of the two men.
The other man, Godric Gryffindor, had a carefree air around him, whilst Salazar's was slightly playful, with his longish sandy brown hair and boyish face. Rowena Ravenclaw was more of an opposite of Salazar, with her platinum blond hair and stern sapphire-blue eyes.
Helga Hufflepuff, on the other hand, resembled Molly Weasley, with her orange hair and kind brown eyes. Each of them was clothed with their house colors, and had all landed on the floor, ungracefully.
Or in other words, flat on their asses.
On each other…
TBC
Well, there you have it! My longest chapter in my short History of being a fan fiction writer! Hope you enjoyed it!
Sira Black