Title: Of Silver and Green

Author: FairyTails13

Disclaimer: I own nothing…but the plot.

Rating: M

Summery: It is the Marauders' fifth year at Hogwarts and there is a new Head of Slytherin and life is about to get interesting for the Hogwarts Pranksters. What is it about this man that is so interesting? If only they could know what Cedric Potter knows, the deadly truth that is held in the future, his past. For Cedric Potter is Harry Potter, and few others know the true sadness that fallows the rise of Lord Voldemort.

Warnings: Marauders Period (time travel), SLASH, Dark Harry, Slytherin Harry. Older, powerful Harry. Vampire Harry.

Parings: Salazar Slytherin/ Cedric (Harry) Potter

Spoilers: I have not read the seventh book and will not include that info or the info from the sixth book, which I despise.

Key:

"Talking"

'Thoughts'

"Parseltongue"

'Dream/memory'

A/n: Thank you all who reviewed, you have no clue how happy it makes me to check my mail and see those.

I have to warn you that I have been working on another fic. I am aiming for a Voldemort/Harry with it but it might turn into a Father/son or a mentor/pupil relationship. Not sure and I am already four chapters in…

I have a slight summery on my profile, if someone is interested I might post it, it's called Life as a Snake

Now on for the real reason you are on this page.

Chapter: Starting

After hugging Freddie, Cedric did a quick chest touch with Ruddy, patting each other on the back before backing off. Leaning back a little -to take in the sight- he put his hands on his hips and shook his head, "I guess it is true then," He chuckled at how close his two friends stood next to each other, "I couldn't find myself believing these two knuckle heads until I saw it with my own eyes."

Behind him to two knuckle head grumbled their dislike and Al stepped forward to wrap his arms around Cedric's neck, "That said with much love I am sure, while Benji and I have met these two strapping boys of yours, Ricky has not."

Cedric could not help his smile at how the two's faces burst open with pride. Ruddy's teal eyes brightened as he pushed his two sons forwards, they had been hiding slightly behind their parents. The taller one Cedric noted is the splitting image of his father while the younger one had his father's teal eyes, his round face and reddish brown hair were his mother's.

When Ruddy spoke next it is with pride about his sons, "The oldest here is Rodolphus at thirteen and the youngest at seven is Rabastan."

Even if he had already knew the future Death Eater's names he wouldn't show it. Instead he bowed to them, however shallow, "Nice to meet you two." He paused and grinned at the older one, "Thirteen huh? Started school already, having any troubles?"

The boy offered a nervous laugh, "No sir, it helps that mum is the medic there."

Cedric stood strait and rolled his eyes a little, "Please don't call me sir. I may not have been around the last fifteen years but your parents are more like family to me than my own."

At this Cedric found him self getting a stare from the only female of the Slytherin five, "That's right; you have a lot of explaining to do Ricky."

Her tone kind of scared him and he gave a weak smile, "An explanation you are sure to get," he looked over his shoulder to the two Gryffindors still waiting for them at the top of the stairs, "I would prefer however that we do so in my rooms out of the watchful eyes of our dear headmaster."

Being himself Al steered his two godsons up the path to ease the tension they had from being so far from home, "Great! I have always wanted to show you two Hogwarts!"

The rest of them fallowed behind the three, faces sealed from the two Gryffindors they were nearing. Cedric felt a ping in his chest at the sight of his friend and his godsons, it reminded his of his own godfather and the time they missed together, which brought him to the fact that he would be teaching the prankster this year and felt a little better even if he would be hated and on the end of many pranks that would most likely fail.

Next to him Benji nudged his shoulder into his quiet friends, "It's a bit sickening if you ask me…"

Ruddy rolled his eyes as he walked on the other side of Cedric, his wife in front of them to keep on eye on her boys, her children and their godfather. Ruddy lifted his arm onto Cedric's shoulder, giving the Malfoy a look, "Once again, you are just jealous that your godfather wanted nothing to do with you over your brother."

Inwardly he laughed at the two who had always butted heads for the unofficial leadership of the Slytherin five, even if in reality Cedric had already somehow taken that position in public's eyes. Benji nearly growled at the other man around Cedric, "I distinctly remembering you not having one either Ruddy."

Cedric could feel their looks on his as what had been said was wanted back like it wasn't voiced. The rest of the five knew all to well that Cedric had lost his own godfather to death by the man's own cousin through Cedric's scream at night; they knew it was a tender subject for the Potter. Anything he could have said to defend himself from their pity was interrupted as they climbed the stairs, the Headmaster waiting for them so he could shut the doors.

They gave the man swift nods as they passed, not wanting his small chit-chat as they needed to catch up to the others who could be heard at the dungeon entrance, waiting for them.

When they did catch up with them the two young boys could not hold in a laugh they had obviously been trying to hide. At once Cedric, Ruddy and Benji gave Freddie and Al suspicious looks and said as one, "What did you tell them?"

Freddie covered her mouth with a giggle and Al only smirked, they weren't the ones that answered. Out of the shadows of the dungeons Sal appeared with a grin as well. His laugh shocked everyone but Cedric who had felt him near, "Dear lord, Harry, why didn't you tell me that in this very door way some dimwitted lion managed to turn you into a girl for a week?"

Knowing the Headmaster and Headmistress were already gone Cedric jumped down the stairs and tackled his mate with an angry hiss, "Say anything about it again and I can show you how I got them back with a potion I wouldn't hesitate to try on you."

Salazar had caught his mate with ease and gulped, knowing said mate did not threaten in that tone of voice and not stay true to it, "Yes master, not another peep!"

As he set Cedric down the founder received a glare that stated that he was not believed. But a cough from behind him made the conversation stop, "Um, Ricky?"

The green eyes vampire turned around with a sheepish smile, "Right, sorry Freddie."

At the top of the stairs Freddie was tapping her foot and had her arms crossed over her chest. Ruddy and his boys were looking at him with matching faces of shock, though their father hid his a bit better. Al and Benji waved to the vampire and the blond started down the stairs, "Oft to Ricky's rooms we go!"

Because of the way the Malfoy had sung it Cedric gave him a look as he reached the bottom of the stairs. But decided he wouldn't say anything about the reference to an American muggle movie and just shook his head mentally.

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Cedric let his eyes rest as he quietly hissed in content. To his mate it sounded like a purr and only encourages him to play with his mate's black hair all the more. It had been a long day and tomorrow was going to be even longer when the visit of the rest of the Slytherin five continued. After Ruddy and Freddie arrived with their sons they had taken lunch in Cedric's room.

For hours they had shared stories about what Cedric had missed in the past fifteen years. It hadn't taken the new arrivals long to figure out who their friend had mated, and had deemed it a worthy enough reason to miss out on their sons growing up.

Of course, near the end the two boys were incredibly bored until Cedric had remembered a cool potion he had found in a book in his master's library. He had written it down but never got around to trying it out. He promised to two boys that he would find it for them and they would brew it the next day.

He had yet to find it, even after searching threw his books long after everyone but he and Sal had gone to sleep. Almost asleep Cedric muttered, "I don't want you to stop, but I also want to find that potion before Ruddy's sons wake up."

Sal paused in his treatment, "What does it do, I might be able to help."

Green eyes opened a bit and he shifted on the floor in front of Sal's armchair in their room. He stretched and felt a little disappointed to had gotten up, "I believe it was called Ever burning Liquid."

Sal leaned back in his chair and hummed, "Where the potion self ignites and orange flames burn only the liquid and nothing else. And the flame won't go out until the potion is all burned?"

Cedric turned and gave him a look, "That sounds right. You have heard of it?"

A smirk, "You could say that."

The green eyes wizard crawled to his lover's lap and laid his head there, resting his hand in a certain place to torture the other vampire, "Sal..."

Cedric's voice is a warning and the founder only shook his head with glint in his eyes, "Heard of it? I created it. When we were younger Godric and I would have Prank Wars. I invented that potion at get back at him after he pulled a good one involving fire and me being naked in front of our parents." he paused as if savoring a great memory, "There was nothing funnier than throwing the whole batch on the idiot's head and watch him run around in circles trying to put it out."

Cedric blinked at him, too used to how the two founders would battle to be taken by surprise, "Do you remember how to brew it?"

Sal leaned down and went to kiss his mate's forehead where his cursed scar used to be, "By heart."

Cedric jerked his head up at the last moment and the kiss landed on the lips. It grew passionate very quickly and Cedric was pulled up onto the founder's lap and they were chest to chest, the fabric creating the barrier between their chests only serving as a nuisance and were magicked away without much thought.

Pulling out of the kiss with a sloppy smile Cedric rested his hands on his lover's chest and he straddled the older vampire as best he could in the chair, "I am almost afraid of how Freddie and Ruddy will act when they find out how I have corrupted their sons."

Salazar pulled his mate close and nuzzled his neck, "So? When did that ever stop you from corrupting the young?"

The slight touch from his mate in that place almost made it impossible for Cedric to reply, "G-good p-p-point."

At this point Salazar didn't want to hear about it more, his mind on the blood flowing just under his lover's skin. He nibbled and licked until the subject was even removed from his mate's mind as his body shook with anticipation. Cedric's head leaned away to the other side, an invitation Sal was not about to refuse.

Backing off an inch or two he licked his canines as they grew to full length. Opening his mouth wide his bit down and sank his fangs deep in his mate's neck, savoring the flavor as if he hadn't tasted it for years.

In his hold Cedric was panting from the pleasure he was being granted. His own fangs had grown to full length and while licking them pricked his tongue, tasting his own coppery blood. When Sal finished feeding they drew together in another kiss, if possible even more passionate than the ones before. If it wasn't for Cedric's need to feed they would have continued to kiss until they passed out from need of air.

Feeling his older mate's neck, Cedric searched for his mark on the silk like skin with his hands first then his mouth, finding it in the nape of his neck he too bit down, moaning into the hold as he spilled powerful ancient vampire blood. He felt revived from the last three days with out his mate's life liquid and he knew at this point his eyes would be glowing emerald like Salazar's own sapphires.

The founder's hands roamed his lover's back and rested on his lower back, just above his pant line. One clawed finger travels under the fabric along Cedric's spine as his neck was being licked clean to heal.

Silencing charms were used, it was about to get loud.

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In simple cotton robes -as to not ruin his good ones- Cedric stood above one of his larger cauldrons, mind set on his current task. He sliced and smashed ingredients according to Salazar's written directions. He had only gotten two hours of sleep, but that was more than he needed after feeding.

After getting the directions he had left his mate to sleep, even if the older vampire needed it less than he did. He had less than an hour to finish his potion and Al woke up. He was determined to brew the potion before he taught someone else to do so. He also was making it to test it, bottling up most of it in the end to use during the school year. Something about the Gryffindor table erupting into flame set a smile to his face. It even crossed his mind to figure out how to change the color to silver or green.

Sadly he wasn't a student anymore and had to be more careful about playing his pranks on the lions else he looses his job. Humming to himself some random muggle song he had heard on his trip to America Cedric added the next ingredient and let the hazel colored potion simmer for the next two minutes with Sal's instructions. He set the timer and sat back, the next ingredient already being ready to be added.

A devious smirk shined in his eyes at the thought of teaching it to Severus and his mind drifted to his most hated teacher, though after going through Hogwarts as a Slytherin and meeting the git's mother, he understood the man so much better. He knew he had to befriend his future student as soon a possible.

As a teacher he wanted to know Snape's current extent of his love for potions. He wondered if he was looking at a future in the field already or if he needed a push. As a fellow Slytherin he knew the boy would need metal help. His mother was a very good person but would probably be blind to the way his father treated her son when she wasn't around.

The green eyes wizard also knew that Snape's mother had died in his fourth year and would need counseling from someone who understands for his mourning and the fact that his muggle father expected so much out of him to the point of abuse.

When his timer went off he let it go for the moment and added the final ingredient and stirred counter clockwise to finish the potion as it settled on its final color, bright orange. He removed it from the fire to let it cool for ten minutes because if it did not it would erupt into flames and be pointless for anything else.

Waiting for it to cool down he summoned many glass vials, his wax seals and a bottomless goblet. Using a wooden spoon he started the task of spooning the large cauldron into the many vials and sealing them with his wax crest. With the crest of his mastery the contents would say fresh until the seal was removed and the vial opened. It was also the sign of a well made potion; he already had a reputation in Romania for his skills.

The last third of the contents he poured into the bottomless goblet. With a swish of his wand he cleaned his mess and nearly jumped out of his skin as a voice sounded off behind him.

"I take it you found the potion."

Cedric turned and glared at Al whose hair was still wet from his morning shower and muttered, "Turns out that Sal invented it and had it memorized." He paused and motioned to the goblet with his hand, "want to see if it works?"

The black-haired man looked between his friend and the goblet, then back again, "What if it explodes?"

With Cedric's glare Al backed up a step and laughed nervously, "Sorry, I don't even know what it does."

Cedric grinned and Al didn't have time to react to Cedric's inhuman speed as an orange liquid was tossed onto him from a vile in the green-eyed wizard's hand. His clothes imitatively burst into flames and Al could not help but yell and yank off them off and toss them to the floor. There they sat until the fire went out, no damage done to the robes.

Cedric gave a joyous laugh, not only because the potion worked, but because of the look on his friends face. It was priceless the way he stared at his undamaged robe, having expected it to be reduced to ashes. When Al finally recovered he glared at his friend, "That was not funny!"

Cedric leaned on his table and held up his dragon carved goblet, "Want to go do it to Benji?"

As Cedric predicted, Al's face lit up with an almost sinister light, "Now that is a funny thought," he paused and rubbed his shaved chin, "Wait until everyone else is awake. I don't want Freddie on my ass."

Cedric raised his eyebrow, "You're afraid of her?"

"Aren't you?" a shocked expression.

Cedric shoulders dropped and he admitted, "Of course I am."

Al looked to the potion in his friend's hand, "Still want to teach that to her sons?"

With a smirk Cedric out down his goblet and used his wand to stash away the vials in his privet storage. With a thought his good mood almost dashed away. He had yet to start on the potions that Madam Pomfrey had asked him to brew, as well as the ones he knew he would need for most of his returning students. He let it slide; he had over a week and Salazar to help him.

Deciding that he would defiantly teach those two boys the potion he started getting out the ingredients for a smaller batch, switching out his large cauldron for a smaller one. When he heard a chair creak he turned to see that Al had sat down, "Sure, make your self at home."

Al rolled his eyes and huffed, "Well thank you oh great host, thank you for offering."

Cedric nodded, "Why, your welcome good sir."

A moment later they both found themselves laughing; it had been a long time since they had been able to make the other feel better through very odd sarcasm, and like always, it made them both feel a bit better. Al leaned back in the chair, "It had been to long Cedric."

Finishing his task the shorted man drew up a chair and sat down as well, "Far too long." he paused and decided to pretend he didn't know why the Black had come to the school to threaten the new Slytherin House Head to leave his nephew alone and ask to get another point of view. "So why did you come to the school again?"

The Black grunted and shifted his blue eyes away to focus on the far wall, "You have heard of the Black that got into Gryffindor, right?"

Cedric blinked back fake surprise, he did but knew that wasn't the answer his friend wanted, "A Black got into the lion den?"

Another grunt, this time with a little more emotion in this one than the one before, "Indeed and I seem to be the only person that didn't go ballistic at the thought."

Cedric crossed his arms over his chest, worried for his friend lacing his voice, "What happened Al?"

"They were going to disown him when he got back from first year but I was able to halt that for the time being. But it boiled over when they found out that he had befriended a muggle lover, a half-blood and a muggle born."

After spending the night over at the Black's house one Christmas break he knew even better than before how Pureblood families worked. It had taken the Black's forever -the Malfoys too- to realize he was not like the rest of his family. He leaned forward in his chair, remembering that in his time Al was scorched off the Family tree at their family house. "Al?"

The blue-eyed wizard finally let out a frustrated growl, "They made him run away! It was that or he had to give up his friends and switch schools. Sirius would have nothing of it and moved in with your nephew with his closest friend James. I gave him some money to get more clothes and such as the ones he left behind was torched." He rested his head in his hands, "My father found out and I was disowned along with Sirius."

It made Cedric sad beyond all belief to hear about what happened to his godfather from this point of view, Al's pain making it all the more real to him. He stood up and hugged his friend's hunched figure, "I will try Al, you know I will, but he will hate me too if he is indeed friends with James."

Under the vampire's hold Al mumbled his reply, "I know Ricky; I wasn't worried about you once I saw you had taken the position. I remember your family almost doing the same thing to you."

Cedric stood back and let a dark chuckle leave his throat, "Define almost. I'm not allowed any where near Godric's Hallow now that Dad's dead." He paused to share a smile with his friend when the other man finally sat up, "Ironic how that works, yes?"

Al let himself laugh as well, the mood lifting however slightly, "I guess so. I am liked by your family and hated by my own and they like you and your family hates you. That sums it up?"

Cedric nodded with a grin, "Sounds about right, though I'm not sure how your family will feel because I am friends with a blood-traitor Black."

Al stood and stretched, his godsons would be waking up soon and he needed to save them from Benji's morning attacks, "You're hated by everyone then?"

Cedric slouched, "That's why I fear my speech after the sorting in the common room."

Together they started towards the door and Al pat Cedric on the back, "Don't worry. Their Slytherin, your Slytherin, use your way with words and you will do fine."

Rolling his eyes, the vampire knew he had to agree, "Okay," he paused and thought for a moment in confusion, "I have a way with words?"

They laughed all the way back to Cedric's rooms.

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From across the room Salazar watched as his mate taught the Lestrange's sons the prank potion. It still amazed him how his mate was able to pick up a potion after only brewing it once; he would even start to think of better ways to brew it. Of course he wouldn't confuse the two boys with those possibilities at the current time.

The founder was even more surprised with how he was able to make it seem like fun, even for the young minds. They had set up a system where the older son would –with more experience and surprising skill- would prepare the ingredients and the younger boy would add them as told. Cedric would stair the mix at the correct times and use his timing spells to make sure they got it right.

Salazar knew his mate would be a great teacher but this confirmed it and erased any doubt. A natural at teaching, the only problem laid in the paper work and the potions to be brewed in between classes. At first Salazar had been against his submissive taking the job, knowing it being too stressful for the younger man. But his Harry was persistent, saying that if a Death Eater Spy can do it so could he. And Salazar believed him.

He had finally given in; deep inside the founder had wanted to return to his school as much if not more than his mate. So now he stands against the walls he had once helped build over one thousand years ago, happy he had given in. He could feel the warmth the castle offered him, in its own way welcoming him back.

For the first time in over millennium he felt truly at home, and he was able to share it his mate. He still doesn't really get how a human was able to catch his attention the way Cedric Potter did. Maybe it was the secrets that he held from everyone around him or the fact that he was the first person he was able to speak the snake language to that wasn't a snake in so many years.

He just knew he loved the young potion's master enough to be eternal mates with him. Thinking of his mate he looked up from the tile floor he had been unknowingly staring at to see said mate standing in front of him, "Well, this is a change. I was able to sneak up on the thousand year old vampire."

Salazar smirked at him, "I was just thinking, I promise it won't happen again."

Cedric turned around and leaned on the wall next to the taller vampire with a pout, watching as his two pupils showed their parents their handy work they had just finished bottling. His married friends would be very mad at him once they found out what it does but the happy looks on the boys' faces made that fear fade. Cedric leaned on his mate, resting his head on the Salazar's shoulder, "Don't say that, I'm getting better and you know it."

Salazar chuckled, "You are luv," he paused as he watched the only female of the Slytherin five's eye twitch as she hid sudden anger, "They just found out, get ready."

Cedric groaned at the looks he was being sent from Freddie, the hidden anger behind her mask of happiness. It scared him but he was prepared for it. The boys would not be able to repeat the potion with the way he had taught them, separating the tasks he gave them, distracting them from knowing the whole thing. And luckily Al and Benji were there to explain what it does, even if it meant taking some of the heat.

However Cedric's plan to befriend the young Severus Snape was already forming, "Do you know how to change the color of the flames?"

Salazar looked down at him, not expecting that change of subject or language, "Not really, I was young when I invented it, I didn't think about working to change the color other than what naturally happened." He stopped, "Wait? Why?"

A smirk crossed Cedric's face that made Salazar shiver in slight fear, "You'll see."

TBC

A/n: Thank you so much for reading^^ Sorry, but this was more of a transition chapter that seemed to just jump around; at least it was longer than the last chapter. Near the end it kinda killed me so I decided I had to end there. I am also sorry for skipping so much but please realize this chapter was hard to write as it is as I write better the fewer people that are in the scene, I don't do large groups that well…

The potion I used in this chapter I got from someone else, a fic I read a long time ago. I don't remember where I got it, or where they got it, I just remembered it because it was a cool idea. If you know where it could have came from please tell me, I want to give credit to where it belongs. I think it was a Harry as Salazar fic...I know it involved the same situation where Sal used it to play pranks on Godric.

And woot, smexy vampire action~!

Anyway, Thanks for reading,

Please excuse my grammar,

FT