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AN: hi everyone. I'M BACK =D i have had a very rough time and hasn't felt like writing, but here it is, the new chaåpter of WSTDSWE (somewhat of a mouthfull =P). i know that the chapter is a little bit short but it was either that or waiting somewhat longer... i wan't to ask you if you want long chapters but with longer time between the updates or if you wants shorter more often. now on with the story =)

The first thing Harry became aware of when he reached consciousness was that he felt safe. A gentle silence rested around him only broken by the soft calming hissing sounds which surrounded him.

"Ressst and feel sssafe little nessstling… Nagini will watch over you from now on… I won't let anything happen to either of her nessstlingsss… you and Tom will be happy at lassst… yesss you will"

'Nagini? Nestling? Tom? What…' Suddenly Harry realized who the owner of the voice had to be. Trying not to panic, he slowly opened his eyes and let a gaze wander to the left. There he could se thick coils covered in pinkish brown scales placed protectively around him. He swallowed hard when a head rose from behind the coils and when a pair of yellow eyes met his.

"Do not fear little nessstling, no harm will befall you. You are under my protection and I'll protect you with my life."

When Harry whimpered and tried to move away the great serpent hissed soothingly and lowered her head, trying to appear as harmless as possible.

"You have been greatly deceived young massster Harry by someone you trusted. The old fool Dumbledore isss not who you think he isss."

"What do you mean? And why are you calling me massster? Aren't Voldemort your massster?" Harry asked, still trying to scoot away from the large snake.

Nagini seemed to ponder over his questions for a moment, deciding how much she should tell him now. Perhaps it was for the best to make her young nestling calm down before his meeting with Tom.

"Well, the onesss you believesss to be light aren't and the onesss who you thinksss are dark aren't. Dumbledore isss the Dark Lord and not my Tom. Tom isss my massster sssince he can ssspeak my language and ssso can you. Therefore you asss well are my massster, massster Harry."

Harry stared at the snake, disbelief written across his face. He didn't believe her. How could he? Dumbledore evil? It couldn't be right. But somewhere in his head a small voice whispered to him about everything Dumbledore had done. 'He left me with the Dursleys even when I told him what they did to me… could it be true that he's the one who is evil?' Harry thought and watched Nagini. 'Then there is the fact that you can't lie when you speak parseltongue…' She wasn't lying. Suddenly he realized it and the realization hit him hard. Everything he had believed in was a lie. 'No…' Tears began to well up in his eyes and slowly ran down his cheeks. Closing his eyes he tried to stifle the sobs, but they wouldn't be stifled.

Then someone was there, gathering him in a gentle embrace and soothingly stroking his back while whispering comforting words. After some time his crying quieted down and turned into silent sniffles and hiccups. Then they to stopped and Harry, while wiping his eyes with his sleeve, turned towards the one who held him to thank the man. Yes he was fairly sure it was a male and there was something familiar with him, but he couldn't figure out what. When he raised his head to look at the other he got the surprise of his life.

"Professor Snape?" he whispered and faltered for a moment.

The professor had shown him a side he wasn't sure how to handle. Then he decided that it didn't matter. The man had been there for him when no one else had.

"I… thank you professor. Thanks for being there for me all these years. I'm sorry… sorry for being such a brat to you during the school years." Harry whispered and let his gaze rest on the black robes.

A soft smile appeared on Severus face and he nodded to show that he accepted the apology and praise. Then his face turned serious and so did his voice.

"I know that this must be confusing for you and that you most likely are afraid, but I promise you that you have nothing to fear from me or the other ones who inhabit this place. We will protect you."

"Who are 'we'?"

A tight smile appeared on the potion master's lips before he answered.

"We are those who the wizardling world of Britain believes to be the enemy. We are the followers of the great Salazar Slytherin's descendant. We are the Death Eaters, followers of Tom Riddle."

Severus had expected Harry to become hostile at once, for accusations to fly and for violence to take place. But instead the teen was completely calm and it made Severus puzzled. With a frown he looked down at the green-eyed youngster, whom watched him intensely.

"What?" Severus asked and his eyes widened when Harry smiled.

"You called Voldemort, Tom Riddle… why?"

"Because that is my name" a new voice broke in.

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When he heard the new voice speak Harry turned around slowly, already knowing who was standing behind him.

"Hello Tom" Harry said with a faint smile on his face.

"Hello Harry" the dark lord answered with a smile of his own.

Then a somewhat uneasy silence rested between them. Suddenly the sound of rustling scales broke the silence and Harry watched as Nagini smoothly sled over the floor. Hissing her greetings happily she moved around his body and upwards until she rested on Tom's shoulders.

"She's beautiful." Harry whispered and looked at the mighty serpent.

"Yes she is." Tom agreed and stroked her head lovingly.

On the outside Harry might appear calm but on the inside he was scared and confused. Why? Why was he here? Why wasn't he dead? 'I don't understand! This is Voldemort! My archenemy! Why hasn't he killed me yet?' But instead of asking all of those questions out loud he simply asked:

"Why do you look like Tom Riddle again?"

"Well it's a long story and I believe that there is other persons than would like to hear it."

"Yes there is, so why don't we make us all comfortable?" Madam Pomfrey said and conjured up a comfy chair.

If Harry was surprised to see her there he didn't say it. Instead he leant back against Severus chest, making himself comfortable. For once he didn't feel embarrassed, he just felt safe. But he would move if Snape asked him to.

When Harry had leant back against him Severus had been surprised and almost pushed him away. Then he remembered that he didn't have to pretend anymore since Tom was himself again. With a small smile he placed his arms around the youngster and leant back against the headboard. A soft feeling of content washed through him and made his magic calm down. Surprised he turned his mind inwards and found his magic moving back down into the depths where he usually kept it. 'How?' then he realised it and turned his gaze down on the young man in his arms. 'Somehow Harry calms my magic. Why? Is it… can he have it?' could Harry really have inherited the creature inheritance of the Potters? If he did it certainly would change everything. Severus bit his lip and tightened his grip slightly. If Harry indeed possessed the inheritance his whole world would turn upside down and the friends he thought to be his allies would show their true colours. With horror he suddenly realized that the old fool would do almost everything to get his hands on Harry if he possessed the creature inheritance. 'I'll protect Harry with my life.' He wouldn't let any harm come to his protégé

It was the sound of Tom's voice that snapped him out of his musings.

"Very well. Then where should I begin. I guess it all started when I first met the one wizard known as Albus Dumbledore."

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oh, another thing i want to tell you is that i have began to write a little on a Harry Potter/Anita Blake crossover that probably will be up sometime under the summer holidays =) so those that are intressted can kepp your eyes open =)