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Dream/Vision

Harry paced up and down in his study. He finally stopped to glare at Severus. "How did they find out so quickly?!"? He snapped, not really expecting an answer. The potions master looked like he hadn't slept right the past couple of days. His normally flat hair was sticking up at odd angles, and he had dark circles under his eyes.

"I'm sure they have informants my lord." He said calmly.

Harry suppressed a growl. His gaze turned to his desk, where the box containing Slytherins wand sat. "Do they really think he can do it? After all these centuries of disappointing heirs? I couldn't do it, and he's still a boy!" He brushed a piece of black hair from his eyes, "Why do you even try and sneak up on me Lucius?" He asked. Lucius Malfoy stepped out of the shadows of the room.

"I'm sorry my lord." He said quietly. He hesitated, "May I speak frankly my lord?"

Harry gave a theatrical sigh, "Yes, go ahead."

"Has Luther even excepted the truth yet?"

Harry paused, "No, and it worries me that he never will."

"My lord, do you truly expect him to just except everything you say as fact? You have been trying to kill him all these years."

Harry sat down at his desk, "I suppose I did hope to much. I don't know how I can convince him I'm telling the truth though. They will be coming tomorrow to 'wish him a happy birthday'."

"Tell him what you can then. Tell him about his real mother, perhaps that will convince him. Explain to him exactly what Dumbledore did to him. Also…I'm sure he would love a chance to be with someone his own age. I know that he and Draco haven't gotten along to well in school, but my son will still jump at the chance to talk to someone new."

"If he doesn't believe you, you can always obliviate him and send him back to Dumbledore." Severus suggested.

Harry sighed again, "I suppose…" He agreed. The doors to the study burst open, and a death Eater wearing very baggy clothes entered the room. He had gray eyes and long black hair. He looked in worse shape then Snape. His body was covered in bruises, both his eyes were blacked, and he his bottom lip was swollen and bleeding.

"My Lord." He said. When he bowed, he winced. Harry looked at Severus in surprise.

"Isn't this the Death Eater I chose to impersonate Harry Potter? Why is he not with those muggles?" He didn't even bother to pay attention to the Death Eater on the floor before him. Snape went over and inspected the man.

"I think he has a few broken ribs and a broken wrist as well. It's a miracle he's not dead." Snape said in shock.

"Who is responsible for this?" Harry demanded, his eyes narrowed.

"The relatives." The Death Eater spoke quietly, as if it was painful to speak, "The aunt treats the boy like a house elf! The uncle and the cousin beat him on a regular basis apparently, and any mention of magic and he's locked in a cupboard! They consider him a 'freak'." He shook his head, "I couldn't stay there, it would have killed me! I don't know how he's survived all these years." He waved his wand and a pensive appeared in his hand, "Its all there, my lord." He handed Harry the pensive, then passed out.

Harry's scar seemed to heat up under his touch, but still didn't burn. Suddenly he was in a different room. He looked around, and realized he was himself instead of Voldemort. "Hello?" He called. He had never had a dream like it before. He felt someone touch his shoulder, and he jumped. It was completely black, and impossible tell who it was. He pulled out his wand, "Lumos!" He shouted. A man with place skin and creepy purple eyes was staring at him.

"Its alright Lightning child, I will not harm you." The man said quietly.

"Who are you?!" Harry snapped.

"My name is not important, but I am know as Ryuu." Harry looked closer and noticed the pupils of Ryuu's eyes were slits.

"Why are you here? Why am I here?"

Ryuu laughed, revealing pointed teeth like an animal, "You have no patience. I-" Suddenly he stopped breathing and his eyes grew wide. "The dark one has returned, and the heir has returned." His voice sounded raspy "Father and Son are reunited once more. The one who was struck by lightning and touched by death will realize his true name. He will take his place in the dark as leader of the Black. The liar of the light shall bring about the destruction of the Gold. The heir will bring about a new age of darkness." He stopped again, and blinked a few times, "Sorry about that, I tend to black out a lot. Now, you're here because I needed to speak with you and your dreams seemed the most convenient at the time." Harry stared at the man, in complete shock.

"Why do you call me lightning child?" he asked finally, not really paying attention. It reminded him of what Trelawney, the divination teacher at Hogwarts, did when she had a prediction. He swore to interpret the meaning of it later.

Ryuu pointed to Harry's forehead, "Your scar has earned you the name. I am part of an…organization known as the Order of the Black Phoenix. You are here because I needed to speak to you. The Black Order will be meeting you tomorrow in person, but I am here to determine something."

'So that's what Voldemort was talking about.' Harry realized. "What are you here to determine?" Harry asked, feeling uneasy. He didn't like the creepy feelings he got from Ryuu. Ryuu pressed something into his hands. He looked at it and realized it was a black egg.

"You realize that in time. I do hope you use your new wand well." Ryuu grinned at Harry's shocked expression, "I look forward to meeting you in person Mr. Riddle." With that, Ryuu left with a cracking sound that resembled apparition. Harry was left alone.

"Nox." He said quickly.

End Vision/Dream

He jolted up in his bed, disturbing Thanados and Nagini. He streached a bit, his vision still a bit blurry from sleep. His left hand touched something warm and furry. Hary pulled back in shock to see a large Grim sleeping next to him. He realized that he still had his wand clutched in one hand. In his right, he held the strange black egg from his dream. "It wasn't a dream" He whispered. He held the egg carefully, "Hey, Snuffles." He called, poking the grim with his wand, "Padfoot, get your lazy arse out of the bed!" The dog jolted awake, and leapt from the bed with a happy bark. Harry laughed, and slid from the bed, Thanados clinging to his leg. Nagini followed. Harry looked at 'Snuffles' and smirked, "No cat ears I see. I take it Snivellus did his job?" The dog growled and turned into Sirius.

"He poisoned me! I know it!" He groaned, "The potions he gave me tasted awful! I just know he poisoned me!" Harry just laughed. Sirius narrowed his eyes, "Its not funny!" He whined.

"Of course not." Harry suppressed a snicker. Sirius finally noticed the egg.

"Hey, what's that you've got there?" He asked, curiously. Harry set the egg on one of the pillows on the bed.

"Its an egg." He said simply. Sirius frowned.

"I know its and egg! What kind of egg is it? And why do you have it?"

"I'm not sure." Harry answered truthfully. Sirius realized he wasn't going to get anything else out of the boy, and decided to stop.

"Aren't you supposed to keep eggs warm? I wont stay that way if you keep it like that."

"Your right I suppose." Harry noticed the clothes lying on the overstuffed green chair. The shirt was black, and the pants were black as well. But one quick look told him that the robe to go over it wasn't made of any sort of cloth. Another note was pinned to it.

Luther,

This only one of several gifts. This robe is a battle robe made of Basilisk skin. It can with stand most spells, and is similar to dragon hide. I truly hope you like it. I also need to speak with you as soon as you get dressed. Tell Sirius he may leave for breakfast, you will be having breakfast with me while we talk. The Guardian will show you the way to me.

Tom

Harry crumpled the note in his hand. "Sirius, it looks like you'll be going to breakfast without me." He looked back at the note, "Um, Sirius do you know anyone called the Guardian?" He looked up, but Sirius was gone. Harry smiled faintly, "He must really have been hungry." He got dressed, and slipped on his new robe. It was to big at first, then shrunk immediately to fit his size. He sat down on the bed, holding the egg against his chest. He stared at it, wondering what could possibly be inside it. Thanados seemed to not like the strange silence that enveloped the room. The snake stiffened, and let out a dangerous hiss.

"What is it?" Harry asked, wondering what could be wrong with him.

"It's the Guardian." Nagini explained. Thanados seemed to relax slightly. If its didn't bother Nagini, then he had no reason to worry either. A loud scrapping sound made Harry jump. The scrapping noise got louder and louder, and Harry held his breath. What sort of creature made sounds like that? His question was answered when a piece of the stone floor vanished and a large silver snake appeared. Harry instantly recognized it as the thing that had guarded the door to Voldemorts study.

"You're the Guardian?!" He asked the metallic snake. The snake raised its head and nodded.

"I am, young heir." It slithered back into the newly made hole, "Follow me." Harry slipped the strange black egg into his pocket. He followed silently, descending a staircase into complete darkness. Torches suddenly flared to life, revealing a passage way made of black marble. The walls also had large paintings. One depicted a wizard clutching a silver sword in one hand, and fighting a black dragon. He dodged every strike from the dragon, and lifting his shield when the dragon breathed fire.

He also kept shouting taunts, "Take that you over grown gecko!" He cried, "I've met trees that were more intimidating then you!" Harry smiled in amusement as he remembered his encounter with the whomping willow in his second year at Hogwarts. His gaze moved to the next painting. It was a young woman dressed in bright blue robes.

She looked at Harry, "Tom?" She asked, "What did you do to yourself?" Harry realized he was being addressed.

"Sorry, but I'm not Tom. I'm Harry, or Luther…." He laughed, "At this point I wouldn't be surprised if I was told I was related to Snape!" The painting smiled.

"Oh! You must be the new heir that has everyone so excited. I'm Silvia Slytherin. Daughter of Salazar, powerful dark witch, Parselmouth, blah, blah, blah." She gave a sighed, "You know, Tom never talks to me anymore." She looked like she was about to cry. For some reason, Harry felt sorry for her.

"Um, if I happen to pass your portrait again, I'll talk to you."

Silvia smiled again, "Oh! Really? That would be wonderful!" She gushed. The Guardian turned to look at him.

"Come, Lightning Child. I'm sure there will be plenty of time to converse with the paintings later." Harry nodded.

"It was nice to meet you Silvia!" He called cheerfully before continuing down the passage way in silence. Harry suddenly wished Sirius was with him. He only felt vaguely felt safe around Voldemort when Sirius was there to support him. He became so distracted with wondering what Voldemort was going to do, he ignored his surroundings. He only stopped when he collided with a door. He stumbled back, and felt a bruise forming on his forehead.

"I tried to tell you to watch where you're going." The Guardian said, making a hissing sound that could have been a sigh. Harry glared at the offending door. It looked like a normal door, except that it didn't have any sort of handle to open it. Curious, Harry reached a hand out to touch the wood of the door, and felt warmth spread through his fingers. The pain of the bump on his head left and Harry suddenly got the feeling that he was being watched. It wasn't the kind you get when someone is right behind you, but it seemed to come from all around him. He pulled his hand back, but the feeling was still there.

"What was that?!" He asked in shock, feeling his head for any sign of the lump that had been forming a second ago.

"She has acknowledged you as the heir of Slytherin." The Guardian aid calmly.

"She?"

"The castle." Harry took a second to understand what he was being told.

"Are you saying that the castle is alive?"

"This castle was built before Salazar was even born. The many thousands of years worth of exposure to magic have given the castle a mind of it own. At some point, the castle decided it was a she. She watches and protects there heirs, much like a mother. The feeling your getting is because she is watching you. Only the heirs can truly sense the fact that she is alive." The Guardian paused for a second, then continued, "Like her, I can think and feel by myself without having a beating heart or flesh of my own. I help her protect the heirs." Harry stared at the Guardian, the enormity of the information was almost to much.

"How do I open the door?" He asked finally. Before the Guardian could answer, the door swung open. Harry walked into the room, and the door closed behind him. Harry realized that the Guardian was not with him. He took a deep breath, and looked around the room. The room was round and as big, if not bigger, then the Great Hall. The columns supporting the ceiling were carved with strange Latin symbols and letters. The columns themselves were made of stone, while the walls a floor were made out of the same black marble as the tunnel. Numerous torches flared to life, revealing doors circling the area. Above him, the enormous beams that ran across the ceiling were carved to look like gigantic snakes. He finally noticed one door was open. He walked towards it slowly, afraid of what he would see. The room was much smaller then the other, but also circular. The biggest difference was the fact that the walls were painted red.

"How…Un-Slytherin." He commented. There were several torches set in the south wall of the room, while the north wall was filled with silver framed photographs. A small fire place was set in the west side of the room, and two plush green chairs were set beside it. A small table was set between the chairs. A black-haired man was resting in one of the chairs. His head was tilted off to the side, and his eyes were shut. Harry thought he heard a faint snoring sound.

"Hello?" Harry asked cautiously. The mans head shot up, showing his red eyes.

"Luther, its you." He said quietly.

"Voldemort?" Harry said in disbelief. He didn't look even vaguely similar to the snake-like man Harry had almost grown used to.

"Sorry if I act a little slow, I was up all night thinking about what to tell you." He smiled, "When you laugh, you sound just like her."

"I sound like who?"

Voldemort didn't reply. He stood up and walked towards the wall filled with photos. He took one down, and went back to his seat. He motioned for Harry to sit down as well. Harry sat down, trying to see who was in the photo. Voldemort gave a half smile, and set the picture down on the table. Harry picked it up immediately. It showed a woman and a man standing in the snow. It was a wizard photo, so it showed the snow falling. The woman had long, dark, brown hair and a kind smile. She whirled around in the snow, laughing silently. The man laughed with her, and arm wrapped around her waist.

"She very beautiful." Harry said softly.

"She was." Voldemort replied quietly.

"Who is this?"

"Myself, and Elizabeth….your mother."

Harry is going to learn about Voldemorts past in a bit more detail. Also, Voldemorts going to explain what Dubledork...coughs Dumbledore did to Harry...Luther. Remember, 5 reviews and Elizabeth will survive. Then again, I might bring her back just to have Dumbles kill her. MWAHAHAHAHA! Im so ebil...