I would like to dedicate this chapter to Albertra Fang who made my school day, on April 5th, that much more bearable by her review that was so idiotic, it was, sadly enough, funny. I don't even think she's read Golding's Lord of the Flies, which is what fandom thisparticular story,and it's review,was from.
I think I'll post it here so everyone can have a little chuckle.
Albertra Frang 2005-04-05 ch 1, anon. who the hell uses the term "sandbox" try and get a little modern ppl! its sandpit! another bit of info Ralph: thats just such a good name NOT! u should use a name like mine which is Albertra by the way. Another thing you should call it "the meeting". And by the way I did not like your story you should improve in storywriting before writing something like this because suckers like me have to read it! thankyou.
Does this make any sense to you? I didn't think so. I only have one thing to say to you. I didn't come up with the name Ralph. Golding did, and his book is considered a classic, and he also received a Nobel Prize for literature. If you don't like Ralph's name, take it up with him.
Chapter Eleven, Year Two: Dobby's Warning
Salazar managed not to shout, but it was a close thing. The little creature on the bed had large bat-like ears and bulging green eyes the size of tennis balls. Salazar knew instantly that the elf was what had been watching him out of the garden hedge that morning.
As they stared at each other, Salazar heard Dudley's voice from the hall.
"May I take your coats, Mr. and Mrs. Mason?"
The elf slipped off the bed and bowed so low that the end of its long, thin nose touched the carpet. Salazar saw that the hem of the old pillowcase it was wearing was emblazoned with the Malfoy crest.
"Er-hello."
"Harry Potter!" said the elf in a high-pitched voice Salazar was sure would carry down the stairs. "So long has Dobby wanted to meet you, sir…Such an honor it is…."
"Thank you," said Salazar, walking to his desk chair and sitting next to Hedwig, who was asleep in her large cage. "What's your name, and what are you doing here?"
"Dobby, sir. Just Dobby. Dobby the house-elf," said Dobby. "I was sent here, by my master, to warn you of the dangers of going back to school this year."
"I'm going to ask you two other questions, if you don't mind, but can you be a little quieter? If the Dursley hear then…"
Dobby looked over at Salazar in understanding. "Dobby understands, sir. Dobby understands that some behaviour is punishable. But Dobby is wondering why you is being punished."
"It's a rather long story, and the questions I'm going to ask you bear more weight than my living family." Salazar waited for Dobby's nod before continuing. "Who's you master, and what's going to happen this year?"
"Dobby has many masters, but it is the youngest master who sent me. He ordered me not to tell you his name….Dobby is so glad that the young master is the great Harry Potter's friend. He won't be like the other masters!" At this Dobby beamed at Salazar happily. "He never punished us."
"So, what's going to happen this year that's so bad?"
"There is a plot, Harry Potter. A plot to make most terrible things happen at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry this year," whispered Dobby, suddenly trembling all over. "Dobby and the young master have known it for months, sir. Harry Potter must not put himself in peril He is too important, sir!"
"What terrible thing?" asked Salazar at once. "Who's plotting them?"
Dobby made a funny choking noise and then began banging his head frantically against the wall.
"All right!" cried Salazar, grabbing the elf's arm to stop him. "You can't tell me I understand! Just stop!" A sudden, unpleasant thought struck him. "Hang on-this hasn't got anything to do with T-Vol- -sorry-with You-Know-Who, has it? You could just shake or nod," he added hastily as Dobby's head tilted worryingly close to the wall again.
Slowly, Dobby shook his head.
"No-not He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named , sir-"
But Dobby's eyes were wide and he seemed to be trying to give Salazar a hint. Salazar's eyes widened with understanding.
"Dobby, you have to swear not to start punishing yourself, and to just answer freely, please."
Dobby's eyes widened at the please. "Harry Potter truly is a kind person. A kind, kind soul! I'll swear that I won't!"
Salazar coughed a bit, uncomfortable with being called "kind". "Are the Malfoys behind this?"
Dobby's eyes widened, and his hands began to reach for the lamp.
"No, Dobby, you swore!"
Dobby paused and said slowly, "I is bound to the Malfoy family not to dishonor them. That is part of the vow my ancestors took."
"No, you're not dishonoring them," Salazar thought quickly. "You said that the youngest master ordered you to warn me. If I don't know who is plotting to kill me, how can I consider myself properly warned?"
"Harry Potter must not go back to Hogwarts! How can Dobby be so blind…"
"Hogwarts has more protection, besides, my friends are there and…"
"Friends who don't even write to Harry Potter?" said Dobby slyly.
"How do you know my friends haven't been writing to me?" Salazar asked, looking at the elf suspiciously.
"We're Seers," came a very familiar, dry, sarcastic drawl.
Salazar whirled around, wand in hand, to face Malfoy. "Malfoy, what are you doing here!"
"Dobby is sorry, master! Dobby did not mean for Harry Potter to find out!"
"Don't worry, Dobby, it's not your fault, I should've had the foresight to give you a new, crest-less pillowcase."
"Why does master's friend have master at wand point?"
"He's a little jumpy."
Salazar felt his eye twitch. "Either you tell me what's going on, or you die."
Draco stared at Salazar in confusion, and then began looking around him. He only needed to turn his head to notice a Runespoor's right head angrily hissing at him. Draco paled slightly. Salazar didn't think it was humanly possible for him to become even paler.
"My father is planning on…" Draco's statement was cut off abruptly by a loud burst of sound from Dudley's television.
"Yes, my creation! Grow! GROW!"(1)
Salazar and Draco stared at the wall, slightly scared by the noises being emitted from the other side. Salazar quickly pushed Draco and Dobby into his closet when he heard Uncle Vernon rushing up the stairs, yelling that it was just his son's television. Dudley was climbing the stairs as well, and yelling to please let him tape the show. Between the two of them, it was a surprise the poor stairs didn't collapse.
When all the commotion had finally ended, Draco and Salazar continued their discussion.
"As I was saying, my father is planning on unleashing some horrible monster that's locked somewhere within the deepest bowels of the school."
"The Chamber of Secrets?"
"It's likely."
"How?"
"That's the question. I've been trying to figure it out on my own. All that I've found out so far is that whatever the device is, it's small and ordinary looking."
"Do you know what the monster is?"
"No, but I'm pretty sure it's some type of dark creature. Maybe an acromantula or a nundu or a basilisk or some type of dragon or…"
Salazar felt like laughing at the irony of the situation. As it was, his sudden twitches caught Draco's attention.
"What's so funny?"
"It's just that, it's so obvious, isn't it? The Slytherin House crest is a snake; Salazar could talk to snakes. If he was going to create a Chamber of Secrets, he'd put in a creature that, not only could he control, but that would also symbolize his pride." Salazar grinned at the thought of psychoanalyzing himself. "Isn't the basilisk also called the King of Serpents? Wouldn't Salazar consider himself to be the King of the Serpents of Slytherin house?"
"I thought that the creature was a basilisk, but it just seemed too obvious."
"Maybe he was counting on it being too obvious."
"As much as I'd like to discuss this at greater length, I must tell you that I have alerted the Weasleys that you are going to be staying at one of the Malfoy estates with me and two other people."
Salazar looked at Draco oddly. "Keep your friends close, and your enemies closer?"
"No, it's just that you seemed like decent company. That, and you don't seem too unbearable Gryffindorish," Draco said with a grin. "The two go practically hand-in-hand."
There were two popping noises that sounded from the downstairs kitchen/dining room. Then the slightly hysterical yelling started.
Dobby disappeared with a crack when the stairs started to creak again.
The bedroom door opened, and Snape entered looking vexed.
"Mr. Potter, gather your belongings and…Draco, what are you doing here?"
"Umm, standing Severus."
Snape sighed in frustration. "Just help Mr. Potter pack his belongings. When you're finished, just stay up here, we don't need a relapse of the chaotic scene downstairs." With that said, Snape left to deal with "the chaotic scene downstairs".
Salazar sighed and stared at Draco. Draco stared back.
"Okay, look. When we get to your estate, we don't attempt to kill each other, or maim each other, or attempt to do anything that will physically or psychologically harm the other, deal?"
"Deal, on one condition," Draco said
"What?"
"You tell me why you aren't in Slytherin. And, you let me test something on you. I swear that it won't harm you in anyway."
Salazar stared at Draco suspiciously. "How about we seal an Unbreakable Vow on this?"
Draco sighed in annoyance, and looked up at the ceiling in a "why me?" fashion. "Potter, I'm not Vowing anything as trivial as this."
Salazar's eyes widened in rage at his life being called trivial. "Well excuse me for caring about my well-being!"
"Yes, excuse you."
"Why you little…"
"Boys, what's going on in here. Why aren't you packed?" Salazar and Draco looked toward the door, startled. They hadn't heard anyone climb up the stairs, so it was a surprise to see a man with light-brown hair and shabby set of robes standing in front of them.
"Who are you? How did you get in here?" Salazar asked suspiciously. He didn't know what was going on with him today. First he didn't notice Draco, and then he didn't notice this man. He'd have to go to St. Mungo's if it got any worse.
"Remus Lupin. I was a friend of your father's. I imagine that you must be terribly tired of hearing this, but you look extraordinarily like James. Though you do have Lily's eyes. As to how I got in, I came with Severus." Remus scanned the room for any sign of books, broomsticks, trunks, caldrons or ingredients. When he found none, he frowned.
"Where are your school things?" he asked.
Salazar blushed in embarrassment. "They're in the downstairs cupboard," he said quietly, earning disbelieving looks from the other two.
"Well then, I'll just go get them, shall I?" Remus asked, breaking the awkward silence. And without another word, went to fetch them.
A/N: Yes, a quick update. And I've started to lay the foundation for any Draco-Salazar friendship/relationship. I don't know when, if I ever will, I'll begin to work on that pairing, but probably not for a while. Things are going to go faster in this book too. At least I hope so.
1. For any Invader Zim fanatics, you should be able to recognize that little quote from the hamster episode.
Reviews: Wow, 26 reviews!
LadyPhoenix121: Really! Wow! Thanks! I've only read a few stories that involved Slytherin, and they weren't a reincarnation one. I kind of just developed a one-shot in my mind, and then everyone just urged me to write more than a one-shot, so here it is.
Salazar is definitely going to be doing things more his way in this book. Heh. I'm hoping that this year is going to have more twists than a badly written soap opera.
Purple Artichokes from Mars: I just hated how Harry never seemed to notice what was going on around him until the 5th book. It was so annoying! Not only that, but Salazar showed that "Harry" can think for himself. A kind of subtle warning to Dumbledore.
Rion: Yeah, that's my main concern with the pairing, how would it work? I was sick and tired of all the stories where they make Ron totally oblivious. Some of them are very good, but no one in existence can be so blind. He may be a bit moronic, but he's been living with Salazar for about 9 ½ months, he's got to notice once in a while that his friend acts OOC sometimes.
I'm glad you liked that statement. It was kind of the only way I could keep Snape and Dumbledore from arguing the entire time. Yes. Salazar did show more Gryffindor traits by the end. As I've said, Hermione and Ron have been rubbing off on him. But don't worry, with Draco around, he's going to revert a bit more back to his old Slytherin self.
That idea with Flamel seems interesting. I'll have to toy with it to see if I'll use it though. It's a very good idea. Why don't you write a story about that?
Salric: Hmm, adopting each other as brothers…now that's something I've never thought about. Gee, between you and Rion, this story definitely is going to take some radical twists.
Smallville Girl: I just couldn't resist doing that. Refer to Purple Artichokes for the reason why he corrected Dumbledore. As for the slip up, he did that accidentally. He's been called Voldemort Tom in his mind so often, it just came out. Salazar wasn't reborn immediately after he died. He kind of lived in Reikai for a while, able to observe what happens on earth, and annoyed by the other Founders. He was kind of just waiting for his chance to reincarnate. There was a long waiting list.
blah: Thank you. To tell you the truth, I'm looking forward to the plot twists too.
japanese-jew: Thank you. I have to agree with you. Rad sounds like some sort of corny surfer lingo.
firelegs: Thanks. I don't think that Draco will be Sal's enemy, in this year at least. I don't really mind that you don't like slash. One of my best-friends can't stand slash. Whenever I trick her into reading even the most G rated line, she starts screaming.
dark-artemis89: Yea! Another fan! Ehem, anyway, that pairing would belike incest, and I try to steer away from that stuff. Although, oddly enough, if I see a James/Harry story with a plot, I'll read it. I don't know why, I just like that pairing. I'm weird.
AidanPryde: Thanks!
NephyRiddle: Where was what from? Oh, that, yeah. I was referring to the inspiration comes standard thing. Now I know that it definitely comes from a car commercial though. Thank you!
Silver Kayasha: I'm glad you liked it. I'm also glad your so flexible.
Anon: Thank you, but I don't really have a choice in the matter, the readers do. I'm not even voting in the matter. So, I'll just take your review as a vote, shall I?
Shenri: Sal is humorous. I'm actually basing him off of a combination of Hiei and Yusuke. So, this is what I think they would be like if their minds, souls, whatever, were squashed together. Flippant, sarcastic, and realistic. Actually, that describes Hiei pretty well. I wonder where Yusuke went.
blind-phoenix: Relax! I'm glad you like the story, and I'm glad that you told me your opinion. I'm hardly going to chew off your head! One of my best-friends can't stand slash. I know I mentioned earlier in another response that she starts yelling if I trick her into reading some! Now, if you were a flamer with horrible grammar, didn't know what you were talking about and basically a moronic incompetent, I'd start laughing hysterically, probably post your flame up here to spread the joy, and respond with some sarcasm.
Lady-Jules: Thank you. As I said before, I'm glad your flexible with the pairing.
SlayerWitchGilmoreGirls, meowcat00, Lady-Slytherin-Warrior: Thank you for the reviews, I updated too.
illusionaric, Fuzzball2000, andymay, mscs3, Veronic, hectate-dark-magic, blarg: Thank you for the votes.
And on that note, so far the votes are
Sal-Draco friendship: 14 Sal/Draco: 6 Either: 2
To everyone who read, I hope you enjoyed it. Remember, the poll is still on.
