Summary: Harry travels back in time to change the future, but something doesn't go exactly the way he planned. Neville is the boy who lived.
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Year 2
Chapter 13
Deadline
"Welcome to Defense against the Dark Arts class" Lockhart greeted them.
He entered the room after all the students were seated, obviously wanting to make a big entrance.
The room was just like Harry remembered it, pictures of Lockhart covering all the walls. All the photos were smiling at the students, they were going to blind them all. Having teeth that white should be illegal.
"Why don't you choose a place to sit" Lockhart said as if he hadn't noticed everyone was already seated.
"You don't really need to know anything about defending yourselves against the dark arts" The professor started saying.
"What?" Harry and Draco asked interrupting the professor.
"Not when you have me to protect you" The professor finished, making all the girls sigh dreamily.
"So you will always be there if we need you" Harry stated.
"Not again" Pansy whined, knowing Harry was going to mock the professor, just like he had mocked last year's professor.
"What do you have against DADA?" Daphne asked irritated.
"Besides my last DADA professor trying to kill me?" Harry said sarcastically.
"You survived" Daphne said regretfully.
"Get over it" Blaise told Harry, annoyed.
"As I was saying" The professor cleared his throat to gain everyone's attention once more, "We will have a quick surprise exam"
Everyone groaned.
"Is it about DADA or you?" Harry asked.
"It is about what is in the books you were supposed to have read before coming to class" Lockhart said happily.
"We were supposed to read them?" Draco asked.
"You gave us 7 books!" Harry exclaimed.
"I am sure you found them very interesting" Lockhart said.
"What is so interesting about your smile and favorite color?" Harry asked him.
"My achievements…" The professor started saying.
"Aren't possible" Harry interrupted.
"Excuse me?" The professor asked getting annoyed.
"They are impossible" Harry stated again.
"Mr. Potter, I understand" Lockhart looked as if he was trying hard to make him feel comprehended, "It must be hard"
"What do you mean?" Harry asked confused.
"You obviously like the attention, and with Neville and now me..." Lockhart said regretfully.
"I don't like the attention" Harry defended himself.
"Quiet, it's time for the exam" Lockhart said happily and handed them the papers.
"His favorite color?" Draco asked once class was over, "His favorite food?"
"He is full of himself" Harry stated.
"You can say that again" Draco said.
"Are you sure you aren't related" Harry asked.
"Careful Potter, I am the only friend you have left" Draco stated coldly and walked a little faster than Harry.
"I thought it would be fun to have a mini dueling tournament" The Professor said over excited.
They were in their second DADA class. Not something any of them were looking forward. At least not the ones that actually saw through the professors facade.
"We haven't learned anything yet" Blaise told the professor with a raised eyebrow.
The only thing they have learned so far where personal attributes of the professor. You certainly couldn't defend yourself with that knowledge.
"You are in second year already" The Professor said, "And you've read my books, I think that is all you need"
"So we are either supposed to stutter them to death or bore them to death" Draco stated, "depending on which professor we choose is better, Quirrel or you"
The sarcasm was palpable.
"I knew you would love this idea!" Lockhart ignored Draco's comment, to which Draco rolled his eyes.
"We can make it a couple's duel or you can fight solo" Lockhart said in a scary voice, but kept smiling. To Harry it was scary.
"Couples" "Solo"
Lockhart chuckled.
"How about we make two tournaments, and you can choose to be in a couple's or solo's duel" Lockhart said posting two pieces of paper in a wall.
"Put your name in whichever you want" Lockhart said.
"Can we put our names in both?" Neville asked.
"Of course you may" Lockhart exclaimed, "But it wouldn't be fair for the rest of them to fight the boy-who-lived. It wouldn't be fair if I write my name in it, would it?"
"That is a great idea" Draco exclaimed, faking enthusiasm.
"What is?" Lockhart asked.
"The one that wins should fight the professor" Draco exclaimed.
"But, it wouldn't be fair" Lockhart tried to get himself out of it.
"It would be an awesome learning experience" Daphne said.
"We would have the opportunity to fight an experienced dueler" Blaise said.
"Well, if its what everyone wants" Lockhart said.
And a chorus of "yes" was heard.
"Then the tournament will only be solo" Lockhart said.
"Scared of fighting two twelve year olds at the same time?" Harry asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Of course not" Lockhart said, "But it will be more interesting"
Lockhart vanished the papers that had been hanging in the wall.
"How about we start with Draco Malfoy vs Ron Weasley" Lockhart said vanishing the desks and chairs in the room.
Both Draco and Ron walked to the center of the room and bowed to each other slightly not taking their eyes off of each other.
"When I say three you can start" Lockhart said, "Remember until I say three"
Reducto!
"Ahhh" Ron jumped aside barely managing to avoid the curse Malfoy had thrown at him.
"That is cheating" Ron said angrily.
"He said three" Draco smirked.
Wingardium Leviosa!
Ron tried to levitate a picture of Lockhart towards Draco, but it was painfully slow and taking Ron's complete concentration.
Reducto!
Draco blew the painting with the curse.
"My painting" Lockhart cried.
Both Ron and Draco looked at each other. Draco without making a sound showed Ron quickly how to do the Reducto curse, so Lockhart wouldn't notice. Ron nodded at him when he thought he got it.
Reducto!
Ron cried the curse loudly, a little to the right to where Draco was, hitting the painting behind. It exploded as well.
"Bad aiming Weasel" Draco said.
Reducto!
Draco cried out, aiming his curse a little to the left to where Ron was standing, hitting the painting behind.
"There is something wrong with my wand" Draco said.
"It looks like it is a tie" Lockhart stopped the duel, shocking back angry sobs.
"Miss Brown and Miss Greengrass can go next" Lockhart said, pushing Draco and Ron away.
"Good one" Harry high fived Draco.
"I still don't know if I like him better than Quirrel" Draco said looking at Lockhart.
"His classes aren't as boring" Blaise said.
"True" Draco smirked, "Lets see how Daphne wins this one"
"Lavender could surprise you" Harry said.
"Not against Daphne" Blaise said.
Lavender bowed completely, and Daphne barely enough.
"When I say three" Lockhart said, "One, two, three"
Daphne cried something out that no one could decipher and next thing they knew Lavender was bound in the ground, her wand in Daphne's left hand.
"Easy" Daphne said, walking away.
"Miss Greengrass aren't you forgetting something?" Lockhart said.
"I don't know the counter spell" Daphne shrugged, walking towards Blaise, who quietly congratulated her.
"Surely you know it Professor" Blaise said.
"Of course" Lockhart said walking towards Lavender.
Trying every spell he could think of and not being able to get Lavender out of the bounding.
"We should continue with the dueling" Lockhart said.
"You are going to leave Lavender like that?" Harry asked.
"It is a good learning experience, she could try and get out of it" Lockhart said.
Without thinking and with a silent spell, Harry freed Lavender.
"Good, Miss Brown, you were able to get yourself out of it" Lockhart said surprised.
Everyone had an opportunity to duel; the last ones being Harry and Neville, the slytherins always winning.
"Mr. Longbottom vs Mr. Potter" Lockhart said.
"This should be easy" Neville taunted.
"It should be fun" Harry smiled.
"On the count of three" Lockhart said, "One, two…"
"Aaaaah!" Harry started screaming, blood coming out of his forehead, soaking his face.
"Mr. Potter!" Lockhart exclaimed scared and ran towards him, "What is wrong?"
"I didn't do it!" Neville put his hands up in a defensive manner.
"Of course you didn't" Lockhart said, "Mr. Malfoy help Mr. Potter get to the Hospital wing"
Draco moved quickly towards Harry and caught him just as he fainted.
"Maybe Mr. Zabini can help you" Lockhart said.
Reluctantly Blaise walked towards them, and helped Draco with Harry.
"What happened?" Madame Pompfrey asked once he saw Harry.
"He fainted" Blaise stated.
"Blood came out of his forehead" Draco pointed to it.
"Get out" Madame Pompfrey ordered the two boys while she tended to Harry.
"How is he?" Dumbledore asked.
"He is exhausted, sleep should help" Madame Pompfrey answered, not taking her eyes off the boy.
"What happened?" Dumbledore asked.
"I am not sure" Madame Pompfrey answered honestly.
"How is it possible for a boy to just faint and blood to come out like that?" Dumbledore asked.
"We should tell his parents" Madame Pompfrey said.
"No" Dumbledore stated.
"What do you mean no?" Madame Pompfrey asked angrily, "They deserve to know"
"We don't know what happened to him, we shouldn't worry them" Dumbledore said.
"They are his parents, they deserve to know" Madama Pompfrey protested.
"You just said Harry is only exhausted. It is not life threatening, we shouldn't worry them" Dumbledore said.
"Albus Dumbledore!" Madame Pompfrey stated angrily.
"He is fine" Dumbledore said with a smile and walked out of the Hospital Wing.
"At least I have to tell Healer Wayne" Madame Pompfrey said to herself, going towards her office to floo the healer.
"Yes?" A voice asked.
"With Healer Wayne please" Madame Pompfrey stated.
"I will connect you" The voice said.
"Yes?" a voice asked a couple of minutes later.
"Healer Wayne?" Poppy asked.
"Yes, who is this?" Wayne asked.
"This is Poppy Pompfrey, I am calling from Hogwarts" Madame Pompfrey said.
"Is there something new with Mr. Potter?" Wayne asked.
"Actually there is" Madame Pompfrey said, "He was just brought to me"
"May I come through?" Wayne asked.
"Please" Madame Pompfrey stepped back so Healer Wayne could come through.
"Healer Wayne" Wayne introduced himself once he was standing in Madame Pompfrey's office.
"Madame Pompfrey" Poppy introduced herself.
"What happened?" Wayne asked interested.
"It seems Mr. Potter fainted during a duel" Madame Pompfrey said.
"Was he hit with something?" Wayne asked.
"No, the duel hadn't started yet when he fainted. Blood came from his forehead, but there are no cuts" Madame Pompfrey said.
"Is he unconscious?" Wayne asked.
"He should be" Poppy answered.
"May I see him?" Wayne asked.
"Of course" Poppy led him to Harry.
"Mr. Potter" Poppy exclaimed when he saw Harry awake.
"Why am I here?" Harry whined, "Mr. Wayne, why are you here?"
"What happened Harry?" Wayne asked.
"I don't know" Harry shrugged.
"May I look into it?" Wayne asked.
"Into what?" Harry asked back.
"Into your mind, maybe I can see what went wrong" Wayne said.
"I guess" Harry said uncertain.
Wayne sat in front of Harry and went straight into his mind.
Not wasting time, Wayne found what he was looking for immediately.
There was a spot where it looked like someone had been ripping the web off.
It looked completely dark if you looked through it.
"Mr. Potter, I don't think it is a good idea to take it out" Wayne said once he left his mind, knowing Harry would understand what he was talking about.
"Why not?" Harry asked.
"It seems to be hurting you, I don't know how you did it without me, but you shouldn't try it again" Wayne said.
"You said it shouldn't be there" Harry said.
"It shouldn't, but amazingly, it looks like it's actually helping you" Wayne said, "There seems to be something more dangerous behind it"
"Did you hear him?" Harry asked.
"Heard who?" Wayne asked.
"The boy" Harry answered.
"What boy?" Wayne asked.
"The one that was crying" Harry answered.
"Where?" Wayne asked.
"In my mind" Harry answered.
"You can hear a boy crying in your head?" Wayne asked concerned.
"Never mind" Harry said.
"There is going to be a dueling class" Draco told Harry once he had been let go by Madame Pompfrey.
"Since it went so well the first time" Harry was sarcastic.
"I don't think Dumbledore would put that incompetent man as the professor" Draco said.
"It is Dumbledore, and that man is our DADA professor" Harry pointed out.
"Yes, but Severus would be a much better choice. Professor Flitwick is a duel champion" Draco pointed out.
"I still think Dumbledore is going to choose Lockhart" Harry shrugged.
"I don't think so" Draco said.
"Willing to bet?" Harry taunted.
"How much?" Draco gave in.
"Why does it have to be money?" Harry asked.
"What were you thinking?" Draco asked.
"If I win, you will do as I say for the rest of the year" Harry smirked.
"You are joking" Draco said in disbelief.
"You were so sure you were right" Harry said.
"If I win you will start acting as a true slytherin" Draco said.
"Deal" Harry offered his hand, Draco shaked it.
Both of them wrote their names in the sheet.
Severus walked into the Great Hall, were almost all students were in.
At his presence, everyone fell silent.
"I told you" Draco whispered to Harry.
"Wait for it" Harry whispered back.
Not even a minute after Snape, Lockhart walked in.
"A tie?" Draco asked angrily.
Lockhart walked towards the platform that was in the middle of the hall, where they were all used to seeing large tables. Now it was going to be used as the room for their dueling class, no tables or chairs could be seen.
"Welcome everyone" Lockhart greeted, "I am going to be your dueling instructor"
All the girls sighed, and most of the boys groaned.
"I told Dumbledore how very important it is for you to learn how to defend yourself, and of course he thought I was right" Lockharts smiled widely.
"Yesterday you said we didn't need to learn how to defend ourselves" Blaise said loudly.
"You said you would always be there to protect us" Theo said loudly.
"You were lying?" Daphne asked in a fake scared tone.
"Of course not" Lockhart looked uncomfortable, "but I can't be there for you all the time"
"Especially if he is signing pictures and posing for reporters" Draco grumble, which made Harry chuckled.
"The first thing we are going to learn, is the proper decorum in a duel" Lockhart started explaining, "Professor Snape was kind enough to agree to be my assistant"
Snape glared fiercily at Lockhart.
"Assistant?" Draco started to laugh, but stopped when Snape noticed.
"I won" Harry told him.
"I can't believe I lost" Draco grumbled angrily.
"If Professor Snape would be kind enough to come, everyone thank Professor Snape for this" Lockhart started clapping, very few joined him.
Snape walked towards the platform and stood in front of Lockhart.
"When you are in a duel you have to bow to your opponent first" Lockhart bowed deeply, and Snape lightly.
"The first spell will learn in this class will be the disarming spell" Lockhart started explaining, "It will take your opponents wand away. The spell is Expelliarmus"
Everyone repeated slowly trying to copy the wand's movement.
"I will demonstrate" Lockhart said, "Don't worry, I won't hurt your professor" he chuckled.
"First we bow" Lockhart bowed again deeply, and Snape only nodded.
"Then we duel" Lockhart said.
Expelliarmus!
Snape threw the spell towards Lockhart before he even pointed his wand at the potions master. Lockhart was thrown backwards off the platform, his wand now in Snape's hand.
"Awesome!" Draco exclaimed. All Slytherins cheered.
Lockhart stood up and got up in the platform once more.
"That was the correct way to use it" Lockhart said, "Thank you Professor Snape"
"And what did Lockhart teach us? How to land?" Draco sneered.
"Maybe we should have a mock duel" Lockhart said, "How about Neville Longbottom and Ron Weasley?"
"No" Snape stated, "Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter"
"This should be fun" Draco smirked and walked towards the professors.
"I am having Déjà vu" Harry grumbled to himself, before following Draco.
"Only aim to disarm" Lockhart said cheerfully.
"I won't go easy on you" Draco smirked while bowing lightly.
"Sounds like fun" Harry copied Draco on his bow.
"At the count of three" Lockhart said for everyone to hear, "One, two three"
Expelliarmus!
Reducto!
"I said only disarm" Lockhart tried to stop the duel.
Spells were being yelled and thrown.
Lockhart was now cowering off the platform, Snape only smirked.
Serpensortia!
Draco yelled, and a king cobra appeared in front of Harry.
"You have to be kidding me" Harry whined. He tried to get rid of it by magic but the snake was too fast, and getting angry.
It slithered towards a student near the platform ready to strike.
"Stop" Harry ordered, knowing full well he hadn't use english.
The snake stopped and looked at Harry.
"You speak" it said.
"I do" Harry told it, "Leave him alone"
"Why" the snake asked.
"He didn't do anything to you" Harry said.
"So?" The snake asked.
"Why do you want to hurt him?" Harry asked.
"He smells good" The snaked hissed, looked towards the frightened, shocked student and pounced, but vanished before it could reach him.
"Class is over" Snape said, still pointing his wand at where the snake had been last, but not taking his eyes off Harry.
"You are a parselmouth?" Draco asked looking offended when they were back in their common room.
"It is not a big deal" Harry tried to shrug it off.
"Not a big deal?" Draco voice went very high.
"Drop it Malfoy" Harry stated.
"You are a Slytherin" Blaise said.
"What?" Harry asked turning around, he hadn't known someone else was paying attention to their conversation.
"You have to be related to him, only they have that ability" Blaise stated, sitting down next to Draco.
"I don't think the Potters are related to Slytherin" Harry didn't sound convince, what if Blaise was right?
"You have to be" Blaise said.
"You are related to the Dark Lord" Draco sighed impressed.
"What?" Harry didn't sound happy with the idea.
"The Dark Lord is Lord Slytherin, so you must be related" Draco stated.
"You have to be kidding me" Harry said.
"You have to, only the ones in Slytherin line have the ability to talk to snakes" Blaise stated.
"Everyone is going to love you" Draco smirked.
"It didn't looked like it" Harry said, remembering everyone's scared expression.
"Everyone that matters is going to love you" Draco said.
"You mean the slytherins?" Harry asked.
"Who else would I mean?" Draco asked.
"He is right" Blaise pointed at Draco, "You will be treated like royalty"
"Slytherins can't make up their mind about me can they?" Harry asked.
"You are unique" Blaise said.
"They always think about themselves, right now you are important" Draco said.
"Why am I important?" Harry said.
"Are you really that dense?" Draco said.
"You are a slytherin descendent, since the Dark Lord is presumably dead, you're family is the only known live descendents. You would be considered one of, if not the most important and powerful family in the wizarding world" Blaise explained respectfully.
"So I would be the snake's King" Harry said.
"More like Prince" Draco said.
"Your father would be the king" Blaise pointed out.
"I still don't think the Potter's have slytherin blood in them" Harry said uncertain. What other reason was possible for him to be a parselmouth?
Dumbledore's POV
"Potters and Slytherin?" Dumbledore asked himself.
Dumbledore went towards Fawkes and stroked the magnificent bird lovingly.
"What is so important about the eldest Potter child?" Dumbledore asked the phoenix, not really expecting an answer, "Why is he always involved in everything that happens?"
Dumbledore started pacing in his office until a couple of minutes later he made up his mind and went towards his desk. He sat down and looked for a blank piece of parchment in one of his desk's drawers. Finally he found one in the bottom one, he took it and closed the drawer.
In the top of the desk there was a quill and a bottle of ink ready to be used.
He took it and started to write a letter.
Mr. Potter,
James, it has been longer than I would like, how is your family?
I am sure you would love to hear about young Mr. Potter.
He has been doing great in classes, extraordinary student your son is.
He has some interesting ability, which is the main reason for this letter.
I am afraid this isn't merely a social letter to enquire on your health.
Young Mr. Potter surprised us yesterday in our new dueling class.
You should come visit us sometime, an auror, maybe giving some points would be a great asset for the class.
I am sure Professor Lockhart will be grateful.
But this senile man is getting off topic. As I was saying, young Mr. Potter surprised us all by letting us know of his rare and unique talent.
I am sure it wasn't intentional, but we found out when he let loose a snake on one of the students present, it is very uncommon for someone to be able to talk to those magnificent creatures.
I didn't know you were from the Slytherin line, I guess I always had the impression you were from the Gryffindor line.
It was an unexpected surprise.
I hope your family is well, please send my regards to your beautiful wife and your friends.
Albus Percival Dumbledore
In the top of the desk there was a quill and a bottle of ink ready to be used.
He took it and started to write a letter.
Harry,
We received a very surprising letter yesterday afternoon from Albus Dumbledore.
Potters coming from the Slytherin line?
What a prank!
How did you manage it?
But be careful son, making everyone believe you are trying to get a snake to hurt a student is taking it a bit too far.
It was a prank right?
If not. YOU ARE IN BIG TROUBLE YOUNG MAN!
Parseltongue? Really?
You never said anything. I would look into the family tree anyway, just to be sure, but Potters are known for being of the Gryffindor line.
Of course it is not impossible for a Potter to have married someone from the Slytherin line at some point. Like I said, I will look into it.
Write us back.
At least to explain to us about the snake, or better yet about the prank, crossing my fingers.
Hope you are well,
Danielle and your mother send their best wishes and love (too corny, I know)
Your father,
James Potter
"Are you in trouble?" Draco asked, trying to read the letter above Harry's shoulder.
"I am not sure yet. But I could be" Harry sighed.
"They should be proud" Draco pointed out.
"For getting a snake to attack a student?" Harry asked.
"You didn't!" Draco exclaimed surprised.
"Of course I didn't" Harry looked offended.
"But you just said…" Draco started saying.
"That is what everyone thinks I did" Harry interrupted.
"So what happened then?" Draco asked Harry to explain.
"I tried to calm down the stupid cobra that you conjured" Harry accused.
"It was a duel!" Draco defended him self, "We are not friends during a duel"
"As I was saying. I was trying to calm the snake down, but the stupid snake wouldn't listen to me" Harry said.
"I thought all snakes had to obey anyone who could speak their language" Draco said confused.
"Really?" Harry asked, "They rarely listen to me"
"You have to be the exception to the rule" Draco said.
"Awesome!" Harrye exclaimed sarcastically.
"Why did it attack that guy?" Draco asked.
"Because snakes are awful creatures" Harry grumbled.
"Snakes are our house animals" Draco pointed out.
"That doesn't mean they aren't awful" Harry stated.
"Planning on killing anyone?" a random Gryffindor upper year student asked in a malicious tone walking beside them.
"Yes, we were just trying to decide who though" Draco said with a serious expression, "Interested?"
The boy left them stomping as he did.
"Thank you" Harry told Draco sarcastically.
"Be proud of who you are" Draco told him seriously.
"Excuse me?" Harry asked.
"You are a parselmouth. Accept it and be proud of it" Draco said.
"I am not ashamed of it" Harry stated.
"Then stop trying to make everyone like you" Draco said.
"I don't care if they like me" Harry said.
"Yes you do" Draco said, "Stop trying to be everyone's friend. Not everyone is always going to like you"
"I know that" Harry said.
"We should go back inside" Draco said, walking back towards the castle. Harry fell behind, deciding to stay there for a couple of more minutes.
He went to a tree nearby and sat underneath it.
He had been having weird headaches all day, now being one of those times.
He was going to try and meditate for a while, at least that would relax him.
Inside his mind he decided he was going to try and find the spider webs again, maybe this time he would be more successful on taking them off.
After a couple of wrong turns inside his mind, which he found embarrassing, he found the place he was looking for.
Somehow, for some reason, there seem to be less spider webs than he remembered. It was darker and he felt colder with every step.
Finally he reached them and willed all his power into taking them off.
Slowly he started to see them starting to react to his magic, but it was taking a lot of his energy to do just that. He was beginning to feel exhausted.
Maybe if he slept for a while he could try again later.
"Harry wake up" Ginny shook Harry up.
Harry woke up and saw Ginny and Luna standing in front of him.
Luna was looking at him carefully standing a little further from him than Ginny.
"You fell asleep" Ginny giggled.
Harry just looked at her as if he was trying to figure out who she was.
"Are you feeling alright?" Ginny asked a little concerned.
"Good afternoon, I am Luna Lovegood" Luna stepped forward and introduced herself to Harry.
"Lovegood?" Harry asked in a cold voice.
"Pureblood" Luna stated.
"What?" Ginny asked confused.
"This is Ginevra Weasley, pureblood" Luna introduced Ginny.
"Don't call me Ginevra!" Ginny told the blonde girl angrily, "He already knows us"
"Where am I?" Harry asked in the same cold voice.
"Hogwarts" Ginny answered, feeling a little confused.
"Really?" Harry smirked, "How old am I?"
"Your body is 12 years old" Luna answered.
Harry made a disgusted face.
"Could you let Harry out now?" Luna asked.
"No" Harry answered getting up and dusting off the dirt in his robes.
"That isn't your body" Luna stated.
"It isn't his either" Harry smirked and walked away.
"What was that about?" Ginny asked, once Harry was out of sight.
"Harry was suspended" Luna said in a dreamy voice.
"Suspended?" Ginny asked raising her eyebrows.
"He will be back" Luna said and walked towards the school, leaving Ginny confused.
"I can't believe Harry is a parselmouth" Ginny said, the Weasley twins, Ron, Neville and Luna present.
"He isn't" Luna said.
"We all heard him" Ron told the blonde girl.
"Yes we did" Luna smiled.
Ron shook his head in confusion and went back to looking at everyone but at Luna.
"Only someone from the Slytherin line can speak parseltongue" Luna stated.
"I knew it!" Neville exclaimed loudly, "Potter is a slytherin!"
"Of course he is" Fred said.
"We all saw him being sorted into Slytherin" George said.
"That is not what I meant" Neville said.
"He is a descendent from one of the founders?" Ginny looked impressed.
"No" Luna answered.
"But you just said…" Neville started to say.
"Harry isn't a descendent from Slytherin" Luna said.
"You said only someone from Slytherin line can speak parseltong" Neville looked irritated.
"Exactly" Lune smiled widely.
"You are making no sense" Neville said irritated.
"Harry isn't a heir" Luna stated.
"Then how was he able to speak parseltongue?" Ron asked confused.
"He wasn't" Luna answered.
"We all heard him!" Ron exclaimed.
"Yes we did" Luna smiled.
"You are impossible" Neville left angrily.
"Why was he so angry?" Luna asked confused.
"You are weird" Ron told her.
"We like you" Fred and George told her at the same time.
"Thank you, I like you too" Luna answered seriously and sincerely, "The slythein heir is inside him"
"What?" Ron and Ginny asked him at the same time.
Fred and George started laughing, thinking it was a joke.
"Laughter is important" Luna told the twins.
Snape's POV
"Severus Snape" Harry Potter said in a low voice.
"Another detention Mr. Potter" Severus said in a menacing way.
"Wrong name" Harry smirked.
"What was that?" Snape asked.
Harry walked towards the potions master, slowly, Snape couldn't take his eyes off him, there was something familiar in the way he walked. Potter acted as if he was the owner of the world.
Snape had called Harry to his office on Dumbledore's orders. He was supposed to find out what the brat's intentions where. Obviously Harry didn't speak parseltongue, Potter was too Gryffindor and Lily was a muggleborn. Harry couldn't possibly be of the Slytherin line.
He was just as arrogant as his father, he wanted attention.
The fact that he had hissed to a snake hadn't meant anything but that he was an attention seeker.
Harry reached Snape and held his arm tightly.
Before Snape could think about what was happening, Harry exposed the potions master's forearm and saw the mark.
Snape got away from Harry roughly and glared at him.
"Why are you here?" Harry asked curiously.
Snape just glared.
Harry paced a bit slowly and calmly.
"Are you still a death eater or are you a traitor?" Harry asked slowly.
Snape caught the fact that Harry thought being on Dumbledore's side was the same as being a traitor. He had to be smart about this. Why did Harry know about the mark? It wasn't common knowledge anymore. It had been during the war.
Children now thought about the war as a story their parents used to tell.
Snape didn't answer Harry's question.
"You should have looked for me" Harry's face contorted to rage.
Crucio!
Pain like he had wished he'd never feel ever again was currently the only thing he felt.
He was in the ground trying hard not to scream out loud, he could taste blood in his mouth, he must have bitten himself at some point.
It dragged for almost a minute, but felt like hours to him.
"I don't like traitors" Harry said once he had lifted the curse of the man.
Crucio!
This time the curse lasted for only a couple of seconds.
"Tell Dumbledore I am back" Harry ordered.
"But master, is that wise?" Snape said in a hoarse voice once he had understood who was standing in front of him.
"Don't question me Severus and do as I say" Harry ordered, "You will have to gain my trust again if you don't want to die soon"
Dumbledore's POV
The old man was sitting in his desk, just pondering about what this year would bring. For the first time since he had been a Headmaster, someone had barged in his office without him knowing he was coming beforehand.
"Potter is being possessed" Snape said in alarm.
"What was that Severus?" Albus asked Snape, hoping he had heard wrong.
"Potter is being possessed by the Dark Lord" Severus explained more calmly.
Severus stood still, in front of Dumbledore's desk, waiting for the old man's reaction.
"Are you sure?" Dumbledore asked seriously.
"I am" Severus answered clearly.
"That would explain some things" Dumbledore stated.
"What things?" Severus asked curiously.
"Maybe you should see for yourself" Dumbledore stood up and went to grab his pensieve. He carried it to the middle of the room for easy access and took a vial next to it, examining it.
"This is it" Dumbledore said, apparently founding what he had been looking for. Albus gestured for Severus to come closer, emptying the vial into the pensieve.
"After you" Dumbledore told Snape, expecting him to go in first.
Severus, stepped closer and went into the pensieve, a few seconds later Dumbledore was standing next to him.
"Where are we?" Severus asked
"Hogwarts, near the dungeons. Last year" Dumbledore answered.
Someone running could be heard, and whoever they were, they were coming towards them quickly.
Harry suddenly stopped, making Hermione slam into him and fall to the ground backwards.
"The troll" Severus said to him self.
"Yes" Dumbledore answered, with a look he told Severus to watch.
The noise of Hermione falling caught the troll's attention.
For the first time, Snape noticed the troll.
A height of maybe twelve feet and just as dumb and dangerous as a troll was supposed to be, from what he had read in various books.
"Don't move" Harry ordered in a voice that frankly scared Hermione.
That voice made Snape shivered involuntarily, he had heard that tone once before. It was the one the Dark Lord through Potter had used not even an hour before.
Harry moved his wand without saying a word and before the troll could take a step towards them, it fell to the ground dead, blood getting out from everywhere in its body.
"Silent spell" Snape stated.
"It seems like it. Dark one too" Dumbledore pointed at all the blood.
Snape walked closer to it, "if it weren't used on a troll I would know what spell was used".
"You know the spell?" Albus asked.
"These gashes are consistent with the Sectumpsemtra spell" Snape stated.
"I've never heard of that spell" Dumbledore said.
"There is no way Potter could have heard of it either" Snape avoided telling Dumbledore how he knew of the spell, "It isn't strong enough to use on a troll. He would have to be extremely powerful to get through the troll's skin"
"Mr. Potter, Miss Granger. Why aren't you in your common rooms?" a voice asked from behind the two first years. It was Professor McGonagall.
"I think that is enough" Dumbledore said, and the memory vanished.
They were both standing in Dumbledore's office once more.
"That is quite different from Potter's memory of that day" Snape stated.
"It is" Dumbledore agreed.
"How is that possible?" Severus asked confused.
"It isn't. You can't change a memory, without leaving a hint that you did, behind.
"Yet, Potter did" Severus said, frankly a little scared.
"I think Harry has been possessed for quite some time. Riddle has to know spells and curses we've never heard of" Dumbledore sighed.
"There is a memory maybe you should see" Severus put his wand to his head and retrieved a memory from it. He put the memory in the pensieve and gestured for Dumbledore to go in, he did.
They were now standing in Snape's office, were he was currently checking on what looked like essays. A sneer on his face told how much he liked that. Dumbledore couldn't help but chuckle.
Three knocks were heard on the door.
"Come in" memory Snape said.
Harry walked in, opening the door slowly and closing it behind him.
"I hear you got away with trying to hurt a Gryffindor. Very Slytherin of you" memory Snape said without looking away from the papers in his desk.
"Praising a student?" Dumbledore asked with a twinkle in his eyes.
"I was trying to make him blurt something out" Snape stated.
"I didn't hurt Ron" Harry stated standing in front of the potion's master desk without moving a muscle, quite a difficult feat for an eleven year old.
"This was after the Gryffindor-Slytherin flying class then?" Dumbledore asked.
"It was. Potter was serving detention with me at the time" Snape stated not taking his eyes off Potter.
"Very good liar. I think the rest of the Slytherins might have underestimated you" memory Snape continued obviously not believing Harry, "How have you managed without a wand this past days?"
"I've managed" Harry answered.
"Wandless magic?" Dumbledore asked not believing it possible.
"I don't think he had been doing magic at all" Snape said.
"Every eleven year old is too excited about the prospect of being able to use a wand for him to be this calm" Dumbledore noticed.
"I found it suspicious as well" Snape agreed.
"How did he survived in Slytherin without a want?" Dumbledore asked curiously, "I thought he wasn't very much liked in his house at the time"
"He wasn't" Snape answered, "Somehow he managed to avoid everyone"
"How are you planning on getting it back from the Headmaster?" memory Snape asked, referring to his wand.
"That is not my wand" Harry answered.
"Sticking to your story" memory Snape, for the first time since Harry had walked into his office, looked at him "You know what to do" Snape said referring to his detention and went back to what he was doing before Harry walked in, ignoring Harry.
"I actually believed for a second it wasn't Mr. Potter's wand" Dumbledore stated.
"He was very convincing" Snape stated, "I think he actually believed it wasn't his wand"
Dumbledore saw how Harry went straight to the corner of the room where several old cauldrons were, which Harry had to clean without using magic.
"Tough on your students?" Dumbledore asked disapproving.
"It teaches them discipline" Snape stated.
If it weren't for the fact that Snape told Dumbledore to pay attention he would have never heard it.
"Bone of the father, unknowingly given, flesh of the servant, willingly sacrificed, blood of the enemy, forcibly taken" Harry said in a whispered looking straight into memory Snape's eyes.
"What was that Mr. Potter?" memory Snape asked with an angry expression making Harry look at him startled by the sudden noise.
"Excuse me?" Harry asked.
"What did you just say?" memory Snape asked again.
"I haven't said a word" Harry answered.
"I heard you Mr. Potter" memory Snape stood up from his chair losing control of his temper.
"I haven't said a word" Harry tried again.
"You just recited the ingredients and procedure of making a very dark potion" memory Snape said.
"But I haven't said anything" Harry tried one more time.
"I heard you Mr. Potter. You recited it looking straight into my eyes" memory Snape yelled.
"But I…" Harry was trying to defend himself when memory Snape interrupted and ordered him to get out of his office.
Harry let the caldrons exactly where they were, got up quickly and got out without looking back.
The memory vanished. Dumbledore and Snape where back in Dumbledore's office.
"What is that potion used for?" Dumbledore asked.
"It's a regeneration potion" Snape stated looking straight into Dumbledore's eyes, "it is used to restore a wizard's body who has become maimed and disfigured to their true and whole bodily form"
"Voldemort" Dumbledore nodded knowingly.
Flashback
Danielle had waited for Harry to be gone to Hogwarts before going into his room.
She walked inside, not expecting to get caught. Her mother wasn't home and James was working.
She closed the door behind her and walked towards the bed.
She pushed it aside and started looking for the loose piece of wood she had seen Harry removed.
After trying on several, she found it and removed it.
There they were.
The diary he had received on his birthday and a stone.
Danielle first grabbed the stone, curious as to why Harry would think it was valuable. She would still take it of course.
She put the piece of wood back, pushed the bed to where she thought was its place and went back to her room, the diary and the stone in her hands.
End of Flashback
Danielle had thought that taking those things would be an awesome prank, of course she hadn't anticipated the fact that it would be pointless since Harry wasn't going to notice at least until Christmas.
They were both in her closet, they had been there since she had taken them.
Obviously Harry didn't care about the diary right? Otherwise he would have taken it with him.
Writing on a diary should be fun.
She went to her closet and looked for the diary.
She found it and took it with her to her bed, she grabbed a pen and a bottle of ink.
She opened the diary into the first page and started writing.
Dear diary, my name is Danielle Kelly Potter and I am 10 years old. I have an older brother, Harry, he is now 12 years old, he has been going to Hogwarts for 2 years now, and I still have to wait another year to be able to go. My family has always been a light family so it was quite a shock when we heard my brother was in Slytherin. He is unique in that way. I just hope I can be cunning and ambitious as well, I would hate to be apart from him when we finally go to the same school. He doesn't owl as often as I like, but I understand he has friends and school to think about. I just miss being his best friend. We found out a couple of days ago he is a parselmouth. My father thought it had been a prank, but Harry confirmed on him being able to talk to snakes. How awesome is that? Now my father is trying to find out how are we related to Salazar Slytherin. I could scare everyone with that. It would be fun. My brother received this diary on his birthday by one of his friends, but he hid it in his room along with a weird yellowish stone.
"Danielle please come" Lily called her from downstairs.
"Coming" Danielle yelled back, leaving the diary open in her bed.
Hello Danielle, my name is Tom Riddle
Was visible now instead of everything she wrote, but she didn't see it.
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Date: 3rd, 5th, 20th September 1992
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