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For those who have noticed, yes I have re-written this chapter. I was not happy with it first time.

Chapter 4

Duties of an Heir

"If you would just hold still for a few more minutes my Prince. I'm almost done," the young tailor said, finishing up with his measurements.

Harry had to fight the urge to squirm. He'd been standing still for the last twenty minutes while the tailor had taken his measurements, holding up colors against him to find what worked with him, now the man was retaking his measurements to make sure he had everything right.

This whole process seemed like a waste of time.

"There, all done," the man finally said.

"What do you believe he will need?" Selene asked, preparing to write everything down.

"Well, considering his age and status, for basic clothing, I'd say he needs seven pairs of formal slacks, seven pairs of everyday trousers, ten warm weather shirts, ten cold weather shirts, seven dress shirts, and of course socks and undergarments. For shoes I'd say three pairs of formal shoes, three pairs of dragon hide boots, three sets of trainers for daily wear, and basilisk hide boots. For robes, five casual cotton robes, five formal cotton robes, five formal silk dress robes, three winter robes, three summer robes, four cloaks. And of course for dueling wear, perhaps a Basilisk hide cloak and Basilisk hide pants and upper body armor. And as for accessories, he'll need some cuff links, a variety of ties, and two wand holsters, one for his arm and one for his leg," the man said, circling Harry.

"Also, at least on of the cloaks must have the Slytherin crest of course, and we also can't forget about the charms?"

Charms? Harry thought, still in shock at the amount of clothing. Honestly, he was going to have even more clothes than Hermione. Then again, Malfoy had more clothes than Hermione.

"Such as?" Selene questioned.

"Well, for the winter robes, warming and drying charms and for the summer robes, cooling and sweat resistant charms. Protection charms for the dueling armor, and of course all of them will need water resistant charms in case of rain or snow."

Selene nodded, "Is that all?"

"For now."

"Good, now, when will this be ready?"

"Most likely by this evening. I'll have it delivered around nine O'clock."

Selene smiled, "Then I will see you tonight. A maid shall show you out." Then she turned to Harry, "Why don't we just stay right here for our discussion?"

Harry nodded, sitting in one of the chairs by the fireplace.

Selene followed.

"Now then, you are the last heir to one of the most Ancient and Noble houses in the wizarding world. And as so, you have many obligations. I'll try to make things simple for you okay, just ask questions if you need to."

Harry nodded.

"First, you need to keep up the appearance of the proper Heir when in public or with your father's company. What this means is you need to use proper Pureblood etiquette, which you will learn and master over the next few weeks."

Harry nodded. As long as that doesn't mean acting like Malfoy.

"Second, you will be attending most all the events with your father, such as parties, socials, or even Ministry events. The reason for this is to show everyone who the future Lord of the family shall be and how great you'll be as one."

Oh great, I hate parties.

"You'll learn to deal with them. Third, you must be very focused on your studies. As an Heir you must prove your intelligence to those who may challenge you."

Makes perfect sense.

"Fourth, you must keep up with the politics in the Ministry. One day it will be your job so it's best to start young. And finally, you will learn about leadership because one day you will be leading your father's supporters along with your own supporters."

"I'm going to have supporters?"

"You probably already do. Though you think of some of them as friends. And then there are those who follow you because you are the boy-who-lived."

"But most of those people think I'm crazy."

"Well, once the Dark Lord announces his return, that will change," Selene smirked.

Harry blinked. She was right. Then they would all see that he had been telling the truth, and they'd be begging for his forgiveness, only he wouldn't give it.

Suddenly one of the maids came in. She bowed slightly to Harry then whispered something in Selene's ear. Then left.

"Well it seemed that some of your tutors have arrived earlier than expected, we might as well meet them now. Please follow me." Selene said, standing up and heading for the door.

Harry followed her.

"You are so lucky your father has good connections. Iceland isn't known for it's Wizards, if are any."

"There aren't any wizards here?" Harry asked.

"Well there are a few, but not many. Iceland is an Elemental Sorcerers territory. They are not really fond of us. Though they do seem to like your father, but he is one of the few wizards who give them respect that they truly deserve."

"What's the difference between a wizard and an Elemental Sorcerer?" Harry had never even heard of an Elemental Sorcerer.

"Power. Elemental Sorcerers are about ten times more powerful than the average Wizard. Your father is one of the few who could compete with one of them."

Harry resisted a shudder. Where they really that powerful? That was a terrifying thought. Especially if they hated Wizards.

"And before you start getting worried, Elemental Sorcerers do not hate all wizards. Just mostly wizarding Britain, who have several laws prohibiting them certain rights. If you show them respect, and then they will show you respect. An Elemental Sorcerer can be a very valuable and great friend to have. In fact, a few of your tutors are Elemental Sorcerers." Selene explained.

Harry frowned. He was nervous again.

They continued to walk down the halls and stairs until they came to the front parlor. They took their seats on the couch.

A young woman with white hair and bright blue eyes came in and sat down in the chair opposite of them.

"Harry, this is your Spellcraft and Ancient Runes tutor, Lilura Wakanda. She's one of the most talented witches in France. Lilura, this is Harry Slytherin." Selene smiled.

"Bonjour young Prince," her voice was soft and light. "It is a pleasure to finally meet you. After your performance last year in the Tri-wizard tournament, it is quite an honor to help further your studies in spellcraft." She smirked, with a hint of playfulness.

Harry had to fight off the blush, as the woman left the room.

The next person who entered the room was an older looking man with thinning white hair, round glasses, and a long white beard.

"Harry, this is Chiron Thoth. He will be your History and Arithmancy tutor."

The man smiled a warm smile. "Wonderful to meet you Prince. I believe you will enjoy my class. I have been teaching for almost a hundred and fifty years."

Harry blinked.

"Ah, forgive me. I have semi-immortal blood. I will live three-times a normal human." Chiron explained.

Harry smiled. That was impressive. For the first time, he was actually looking forward to a history class. Maybe he would actually learn something that wasn't about the Goblin Wars.

The next tutor was another young woman with waist-length brown hair and gray-green eyes framed by bronze rimmed oval glasses. She was a little on the short side, about 5'1, but she had this strange aura around her that made him feel confused, like he couldn't tell what she was. She felt safe, but under there was a sense of danger coming off her. Like she wasn't as innocent as she looked.

"Harry, this is your Astronomy and Herbology teacher. Aurora Aleanmitore. She's an Elemental Sorceress, just graduated top of her class. She will also serve as a Potion teacher until Mr. Severus Snape returns from Hogwarts."

The blood in Harry's veins turned cold. Of course it did make sense that Snape would still be his Potion teacher. Hopefully this time the bastard would treat him with respect considering that he was to be the next Dark Lord and Heir of Slytherin.

"Of course the deal is that if I prove better than this Snape, I will be on full time correct?" Aurora cut in with a wink at Harry.

"Yes, that is the deal," Selene corrected. "But that won't be decided for another month."

Aurora had a smug look. She clearly considered herself a better Potions Master than Snape. Harry was praying she was.

"No problem, but I assure you that my skills are exactly what you need. After all, my skills are equal or even greater than that of this Snape. Please do not take offence but we are much more advanced than most magic users in many things, Potions being one of them." She smiled, winked at Harry again, then stood and left the room. Her aura still lingered.

Harry stared after her.

Wow.

"Fiery, isn't she?" Selene giggled, "But she's not exaggerating about her skills. That's why we have that deal. If she proves better than Snape before school lets out, she keeps the job permanently. And trust me when I say you will never be bored with her."

"Hiya!"

Harry and Selene flinched at the high pitch shriek. Harry looked to see a girl with short black hair, but it wasn't her natural color as he could see blond roots. She was wearing a black and red leather jacket over a black corset and a black tutu. Her boots were military combat boots with blue laces.

"Am I interrupting?" she perked.

"No," Selene sighed. "Harry this is Marisa Ousseanea, she will be your Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher along with your Blood magic teacher…" That was all that she could get in.

"Hey Harry. Wow you are cute!" she bounced up to Harry, gripping him in tight hug. "You feel as powerful as they told me you were. And that's a lot of power, well for a wizard anyway. Still not on the same level as us though. Too bad."

Harry was blinking constantly. She was going to be his teacher? She looked only two years older than him.

"Marisa is also an Elemental Sorceress. In fact she and Aurora and her are school mates." Selene explained, trying to pry her out.

"Yep! She's my old mate! Known each other through school together, heck we were dorm mates for all four years. She's like my sister! Sometimes I like her more than my own sister." She finally sat back. "You are going to LOVE my class! I'm not one of those dull teachers, we're gonna have fun! I will teach and show you things that you've never even dreamed of seeing…Ow!"

Aurora had made her re-entry and was pulling Marisa out the door by her hair. "Come on Momo. We still need to finish getting settled. You can scare him later." She glanced back at them. "My apologies, she had sugar on the way over."

"What the hell?" Harry muttered.

"Marisa has the same mind set as Ms. Bellatrix, actually she was the one who introduced us to Marisa. Again, trust me. They are the best in their fields. Regardless of their… uniqueness."

That's one way of putting it. Harry thought to himself.

"Unfortunately all your other teachers are not here at the moment. Your Sociology and Political Science teacher shall be Lucius Malfoy. Your etiquette and Arts teacher shall be his wife Narcissa Malfoy. But unfortunately your Transfiguration, Earth Magic, Ancient Studies, Magical Theory, and Alchemy teachers are still being decided." Selene sighed again. "Now, we still have two hours before lunch. Why don't you go to the library to entertain yourself?" Selene said, standing up, giving a small bow before leaving.

Harry sighed, finally relaxing.

Am I going to be able to do this? He wondered, standing up and starting for the library. This was so much. And so much was being expected of him. Could he live up to be this great Slytherin Lord they wanted them to be.

He walked into the library staring around at the books. So much knowledge, ancient knowledge. Where was he suppose to start?

"I'd start with one of the books on the first shelf if I were you."

Harry jumped and whirled around, coming face to face with another of Salazar Slytherin's Portrait.

"Oh, hello sir." He greeted.

Salazar smiled. "Please call me Sal. All my descendants do. Now, go over to the first shelf and pick up the book with the gold binding."

Harry did.

It was a rather ancient looking book. The title; The Way of Magic, Teachings of Merlin. He blinked. He had never even heard of this book before.

"I have all my descendants read this. It shows the beauty that magic is and helps you understand your place as a magic user when learning to work with magic." Salazar explained. Then he left the frame.

Harry cocked his head, then walked over to a window bench and opened the book, starting to read.

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