A/N Well harry is in slytherin and quite happy with the decision. More observant readers will have noticed the notations I made throughout the story so far. This note is to explain these notations. I have noted Neville's sorting as the chapter was titled Shocks of the sorting not shock and because this will become extremely important later in the story.

In the first chapter i mark a sentence with a simple one. This is due to my wish to express the fact that harry, through his mother is related by blood to the Malfoys.

With all this explained i now write to express upon my readers that the length of chapters shall increase and to ask for votes on whether or not you want Harry to be evil, or simply an exceptionally powerful Wizard. My only advice is if you do not want a particularly large string of character deaths choose the second option.

Also please vote on Pairings up until gof.

Chapter 4- First night, first time for everything?

Severus Snape, Hogwarts Potions master, least favoured instructor and head of slytherin house paced his study deep within the bowls of the dungeons. From the adjacent classroom he could smell the slow wafting of his simmering potions. Usually when he was not at his best the scent calmed him but not on this evening. He was terribly vexed and the reason for that ironically enough was in the shape of an eleven year old boy lying in a four poster bed in the middle of the boy's dormitory not far from this very office.

He shuddered he had known potter's son was coming to Hogwarts so he should have been prepared for it. He told himself he had been, and hadn't Albus and Lucius both told him the boy had his mother's eyes? The problem he knew lay in the fact that the boy had taken him off guard when the hat placed him in Slytherin house. Severus repeatedly remind himself of the fact that it was not Potter's Fault and that he could not blame him for the choice of the hat to put him in Snape's old house, after it was Lily's house too. And yet blame he did, He cursed him for being in this house for no matter how hard he tried he knew he could never hate one of his snakes. Why could he not have made things simple and followed James potter? He cursed him too for having his mother's beautiful loving eyes.

Sighing the Hogwarts professor strode from the office to the one place he could think clearly.

Harry potter stirred in his sleep for the tenth time. A quick roll of his head told him that Draco unlike he had slept well and had no issues to bother him. Harry slightly chuckled as he glanced at his cousin, who had rolled over at some time dragged his feet so that his legs hang over the edge of the four poster sighing he climbed out of bed and silently crept his friends' beds so as not to disturb them or cause trouble.

Severus's eyes snapped up the moment it happened. He had a knack for these things after ten years of teaching. Yes it had been that long since Lily died he reminded himself sadly. Without thinking he had opened up his empty shell and for a moment even let the emotions out. As a rule he had not thought of his beloved lily in the ten years since her death it made him feel better about that night- and about himself.

Back to the problem at hand he muttered to himself. Finding the little brat who had interrupted him in his travels to lily and his favourite place in all of Hogwarts.

Harry fell into the arm chair just as the hooked nosed teacher stood above him. "Mr. Potter, what are you doing out of bed after hours."

For the first time in his life Harry felt will terror. What would he do? Expel him? Suspend him? Give him detention? Call his uncle? The teacher's next action surprised him. He stuck out his hand. I don't believe we have been properly introduced although I already know who you are. Mr. Potter. Shakily Harry took the outstretched hand and shook it. My name is professor Snape.

"I should have guessed it would be you I found here Mr. Potter " Snape continued.

Oh? Harry asked, curiosity aroused.

"Yes," replied Snape "this was after all your mother's favourite place in the entire castle". Harry glanced at him. "You knew my mother, professor Snape sir?"

Snape smiled inwardly. Not just because of the boy's respect but because it proved beyond any reasonable doubt that this boy was more Lily's son than her husband's. The two talked for some while and while he would never knew it Snape felt somehow that he had regained a part of Lily Malfoy through her son. "Tell me Mr. Potter, what do you think of the head master."

If the boy thought the question a strange one he did not show it." Well after his treatment of me at the feast after I was sorted I have become weary of him."

Despite himself the potions master felt a surge of hope perhaps there was a way. And he had grown quite tired of playing double agent for the 'Light is superior', mudblood loving Albus dumbledork. And on top of that Albus was a manipulative old goat who should mind his own business and get his abnormally ugly nose out of those of other people. Snape knew he could never go back to Voldemort though. And after all it was Potter who stopped him the first time.

The potionsmaster knew that he could gather other of the few death eaters with a conscience and their children would fortunately not have grown up under the influences of the dark lord. All he would have to do was convince the Malfoys that it could work and that he could be trusted with their nephew turned surrogate son while they were alone at Hogwarts. After all there were rumours among the inner circle that he had lost his touch even truly betrayed his friends and master to the whim of a mad man.

"Well Mr. Potter I believe it would be wise for us both to get some sleep. I have enjoyed conversing with you"

Harry smiled to himself as he strode back to the dorm his head of house had been friends with his mother and perhaps he had even fancied her. But there was something else about Professor Snape, something that told him that he would be intriguing to befriend.

I think this is going to be an interesting year to say the least.

"Huh Harery Wazzup bundie?" Mumbled an incoherent Blaize.

Don't worry mate. Get some sleep.

Blaize was already asleep.