AN:/ Hello, as always I do not own Harry Potter. I would also like to thank Alphaflash for his help in the creation of this fic. Thank you for all who review, like, and share this fic. It means the world to me.

Chapter 6

Harry sat the following day at the Ravenclaw table with Lily. It was officially the first day of school, and they were both waiting for their schedules. Finally, the little Charms Professor came bustling up the table towards them. When he reached them, he stopped for a moment to talk.

"Hello Mr. Pendragon. I was informed that you have a unique familiar magically bonded to you?" He asked with a bit of excitement showing. Harry subtly looked up at Dumbledore, who was watching them closely.

He smirked to himself. So, he did this on purpose. He most likely wanted people to see him in a bad light. His family was old and had always been seen as the leaders of the magical population in Britain by both the dark and light.

Everyone respected the name Pendragon, and that wouldn't be good for someone like Dumbledore. However, if he were to be seen as a dark wizard, it would chop his relations with light families off the bat. So, the real question was how to handle this situation.

He nodded and smiled. "Yes, sir, he is quite unique. However, I feel he is misunderstood, as many magical creatures can be."

Flitwick nodded. "Oh yes, indeed, I agree. Would you mind if I see him, however?"

"Here, sir?" Harry asked innocently.

"Oh yes, if you don't mind, that is, I am sure that the other claws would like to see him as well." He said, not really seeing that he had been played well into the headmaster's hands.

Harry nodded slowly. "Sir, as I said, many misunderstand these creatures. I feel that just having him come out will cause a bit of panic. Perhaps if it was okay with the other teachers, I could simply show the entire hall and even give some explanation on him and help them understand these creatures better."

Flitwick's eyes widened as he saw the problem and then started to gleam at the thought of learning something like this from someone with first-hand experience. "Oh my, let me finish, and I shall talk to the others." And with that, he was off passing out schedules like crazy. Then he was up at the staff table, asking all the other professors.

"Harry, what's going on?" Lilly asked.

Harry looked at her and smiled. "Well, you see, Lilly, I have a magically bonded familiar. That in itself is a very rare thing. These don't just happen and can not be forced. On top of that, my familiar is extremely rare. It is also a creature that is greatly misunderstood as being a dark creature. I wish to help dispel that view, however."

Lily nodded a bit, though he could see a bit of worry in her eyes. "Is it dangerous?"

"I won't lie to you, Lily. It is very dangerous, but not to anyone here. Any creature can be dangerous if not respected the way it should be. Even a dog can bite, and a cat can scratch." She nodded again and looked a little less worried.

After a moment, Dumbledore stood up and came to the front. The students went rather quiet, and Harry noticed the look on the old man's face was not pleased. "Students, today we shall be doing things a bit differently from our normal routine. You see, we have a student who has a very rare honor. He has been chosen by a magical creature for a familiar bond similar to my bond with my phoenix. After being asked to see this creature, he thought it best if he introduced all of us to it and helped explain things about it to dispel any misinformation. Now then, without any further delay, will Mr. Pendragon come up, please?"

Harry stood up from his table and walked to the front. Every eye watched him as he went. He noticed Snape's face sour even more than it had been as he had watched him and Lily. When he got to the front, he bowed ever so slightly to the teachers. It was a sign of respect but also a statement to the purebloods that showed that he was not going to submit himself to others either. "I would like to thank you all for agreeing to allow me to speak and teach my fellow students on such a subject." He said, his voice loud and clear to all those in the hall. The teachers all nodded to him with small smiles.

Harry then turned around to address the students. "Good morning, everyone. I would like to apologize to you for changing your routine today. However, I hope that this impromptu lesson will be worth it. Now then, to start things out, there are a few things that you must know. One of those things that is important to understand is the magical language known as Parsletongue." A few gasps were heard.

Harry, however, simply smiled. "Now, many of you here may know of the language of the snakes due to Salazar Slytherin being a speaker of the language. Many, however, wrongly think that the Slytherin family is the only family that can speak it. This is, in fact, a false statement. You see, many others can speak it within India. Another speaker of the language from here in Britain, however, will surprise you, I am sure. You see, my ancestor King Arthur Pendragon could speak the tongue of snakes." More gasps.

"Nowadays, many see this language as being dark; however, again, this is misinformation. It is actually just a language such as English or, for that matter, Latin. The language we use to cast spells. Parseltongue is capable of the most powerful healing spells, and a speaker is highly prized in other countries for this."

He then pulled out a pocket knife and, to the shock of all those watching, stabbed his own hand with it. Madam Pomfery jumped to her feet and began to move around the table. However, she stopped when Harry drew his wand and pointed it at the bloody wound. They listened in a shocked silence as he hissed something. A small flash of yellow light emitted from his wand, and the wound healed before their eyes.

Harry raised his hand so all could see it was now good as new. "Now, this is only a small showing of what it could do. I am still new to magic, and this was the first spell that I learned. But as you can see, it works quite well. This is not a dark power but simply a misunderstood power." Many were nodding as their thoughts were being provoked. How could something that could heal like that be dark?

"Now then, I tell you this as my familiar is a serpent. He is a very rare serpent, and just like the language, he is greatly misunderstood. You see, my familiar is a creature known as a Hydra Basilisk." A sharp hiss was heard.

"Yes, many have heard of the Basilisk. A dark creature that can kill with its sight alone and has the most venomous poison in the world. However, this is a misunderstanding. You see, the Basilisk is not a dark creature by nature. It is simply a creature that hunts to eat, and the features that I spoke of are the best way to accomplish this. However, it has features that allow it to not kill on sight alone. It has a second eyelid that blocks its killing stare. It only wishes to use it when it is out hunting."

A fifth-year raised his hand, and Harry gave him the go to ask a question. "So you are saying that it isn't a dark creature just trying to survive?"

Harry nodded, "Yes, in fact I am. It only kills to eat and survive. It will also do so to protect itself and its young. Now, we come to the Hydra Basilisk. It is just as the Basilisk is described; however, it has seven heads rather than a single head. Just like the hydra, though, it can regrow its head if cut off. Like the Basilisk, though, this is a rather hard feat as its scales are extremely magic resistant."

Another student raised their hand. "So, is it a nice creature for the most part, or is it aggressive?" People's curiosity was now on his side rather than the side of fear. There were still a few die-hard light children, though, that were fearful.

Harry smiled. "No, not at all… well, okay, it can be a bit angry at times but more just in how he talks. You see, the hydra basilisk, as I said, has seven heads. While they share one body, each head has a brain. However, each brain makes him act a little different in personality. Now, he would never hurt anyone. He can get a bit snappy in his speech."

"So he has a split personality?" One person asked.

Harry nodded. "Yes, actually, he does. I can only describe it as Happy, Sad, Bashful, Grumpy, Sneezy, sleepy, and dopy. Each head has also agreed that while they are many, they are one. So I have only given him one name, and then we identify each head by adding their manner to the name."

Amelia raised her hand, and he smiled at her, making her smile back. "What's his name?"

Harry smiled. "Larry!"

There was utter silence at this. The hall was in a bit of a shock. "Wait, you are telling us that you named a seven-headed snake that can kill with a look… Larry?" Sirius asked from the Gryffindor table.

Harry rubbed the back of his head. "Well, you see, I was seven when I first met him, and it just seemed to fit. Anyway, would you all like to meet him?" There were many eager nods and words of agreement from students and staff. Dumbledore, however, was not too happy right now. He was hoping to use this against the boy and then come to his rescue to get him to start to trust him. Someone with his kind of political power could be good for Albus to have on his side.

Harry hissed softly, and they noticed his collar start to move. Then slowly, seven blood-red heads with bright yellow eyes poked out and rose up behind his head. Each head splayed out like seven fingers behind his head, each looking around at the students. Larry, for his part, was hissing to Harry all kinds of things.

"Larry, you need to slow down if you want me to translate," Harry told him in English. "No, I am not. It would be rude if we stood here and had a full conversation in Parstletougue … GRUMPY LARRY THAT IS NOT A NICE THING TO SAY… See, even sleepy Larry agrees." One head lay down on his head and promptly closed its eyes. "Well, he did agree."

The hall burst into laughter at watching the back and forth. No one was afraid of the creature now. How could you be when it was acting like this? Harry smiled a bit to himself at seeing people's thoughts change. He looked at Lily to see her eyes sparkling with interest. Amelia was laughing a little at watching him interact with Larry.

"Ah hem. Sorry about that. Anyway, this is Larry." He reached up and gave his head a pat. "He is a special guy."

A second-year girl raised her hand. "Um, aren't they supposed to be bigger?"

Grumpy Larry humphed and looked away. Harry laughed a bit. "Sorry about him. I think you offended Grumpy Larry a bit. Anyway, he can change his size using my magic through our bond. He can go from three feet, as he is now, to his normal size as he grows. As of now, he is about Eight feet long at where he is now. Would you like to see it?" They all nodded. Harry held out his hand, and Larry slid down. He then started to grow until he was Eight feet long. He crawled back up Harry's leg and wrapped around his body. The students watched with fascination.

Harry smiled as Larry rested his heads over his shoulders and head. "I believe that no creature, human or beast, is inherently evil. These creatures can, in fact, kill with a look, but that doesn't mean that they do so for no reason at all. I believe that it is the reason that one kills that depicts if it is evil. If one kills to protect themselves and others or, in a creature's view, simply to survive, then it isn't truly evil. However, to kill for fun and take joy in the act, then that is evil." His words rang through the minds of those in the hall, causing all to think about what he said. Dumbledore was gritting his teeth. This boy was already changing things for him.

Harry stepped off the platform and made his way down the isle of students as they all watched. He walked down one and up another and back. This way, everyone would be able to see Larry then up the staff table.

He came back to the center and spoke again. "Now, you may be wondering how it is that I can legally own Larry. The reason is due to the ICW. It is an ancient law that no one governing body no can attempt to remove a magically bonded familiar from their witch or wizard. No matter what kind of creature it is. Now then, are there any questions?" He asked.

No hands went up, so Dumbledore decided that it was time to wrap this up. "Well, then, that was indeed a fascinating little lecture. Thank you, Mr. Pendragon, for that. Now then, you may all go off to your first class for the day."

And just like that, they were off out of the great hall. Many were quiet as they thought of what Harry had said. Some were whispering about it and the creature they had just seen. Still more were thinking that Harry was a dark wizard. Those thinking this included James Potter, who had taken his father's words on what was dark and what wasn't to heart. To him, Harry was now a dark wizard.

Severus Snape, on the other hand, was now thinking he could use this against the other boy to keep him away from Lily. To him, Lily was his, and no one would come between them. He would do what he had to in order to get her, even if he would end up having to kill Pendragon to do it.

Harry walked over to Lily and Amelia, who were waiting on him since the ravens and the puffs had transfiguration together first. "Harry, why didn't you tell us about Larry?" Amelia asked in a stern voice as Larry shrunk back down.

Harry rubbed the back of his head. "Sorry, girls just didn't think about it in the wake of making new friends and all the other things going on yesterday."

The two girls narrowed their eyes at him for a moment before nodding. "Alright, I suppose that it makes sense," Lily said. "Plus, I suppose everyone is entitled to their secrets."

Amelia nodded. "Yeah, but remember, Harry, we are your friends, so you don't have to keep things from us. It helps to share things sometimes."

And with that, they turned and started to leave. Harry stood there in stunned silence. He wasn't used to people not forcing him to talk about things and share his secrets with them. A small smile tugged at his lips. He quickly got his things together and followed the other two.

The day went by smoothly for the three new friends. The classes were similar to his old time. The only exception, though, was potions. Professor Slughorn was such a better teacher compared to Snape. He was kind to all the students and was more than willing to answer questions. He also didn't favor the snakes whom they shared the class with. It was a pleasant change, and Harry was sure he would love the class a lot better than the last time.

That evening, Lily convinced him and Amelia to go to the library with her and Snape. Harry really didn't want to but figured that if he wanted to be her friend, he would need to try and get along with the other boy. As they made their way to the library, they were stopped by four other boys in the same year. James Potter and his three friends stopped them in the hall.

"Hey Evans, you really shouldn't hang around this guy." He said without preamble, gesturing to Harry. "Don't you know that Parselmouths are dark wizards? You should hang around us instead. I'm James Potter you want to go on a date?"

Harry's brain froze. Was this really how the James of his time had tried to get Lily's attention? It was ridiculous. "I can tell who is a dark wizard or not thank you very much and I do not think Harry is Dark. He is to kind for that." She replied matter of factly.

James's face turned sour as though he wasn't used to being told no. "What its just a rues to make you think he is a good guy! He will turn on you one day once he has whatever it is he wants."

At this, Harry had enough. This wasn't his father anymore and hadn't been in years. Now, this was just a stranger insulting him. His training kicked in. "Heir Potter, am I to assume that you are making unfounded insinuations upon the lord of a most ancient and most noble house?" He said, flashing his lords' ring.

This drew Sirius' attention as he looked down at it. His face turned whiter. He nudged James and gestured at the ring. "How do you have that? Only an adult wizard can wear a lord ring. YOU STOLE THAT FROM YOUR FATHER DIDN'T YOU!" He accused loudly, drawing the attention of those around them. Others of old houses bulked at the insinuation. It was impossible to still a lord ring. The family magic had to accept you.

Harry's face darkened. "My parents are dead, you fool. I am an emancipated minor. As for your accusation, you, of all people, should know that it is impossible to steal a lord's ring. The family magic only accepts the one that it recognizes as the lord. I shall be informing your head of house about this incident, Heir Potter. You have just insulted my integrity twice in one conversation."

With that, Harry spun on his heel and marched away from a stunned Potter. His cloak billowed behind him as he walked quickly. He was both angry and saddened by this encounter. Snape had said that his father was an entitled prick, but he hadn't believed him. Now, though, it was hard not to.

Lilly went to go after him. She was confused but mainly wanted to comfort her friend. She was stopped, though, by Amelia, who put a hand on her shoulder. "Don't, he needs time to collect himself. Potter was way out of line with what he had just said. To accuse another of stealing a lordship is very frowned upon."

"What do you mean, lordship? I'm not sure what's going on." She said softly as she watched Lupin start to berate James a bit for what he had said.

"Here, come on, there is a book you need to read if you are going to be friends with Harry." She said, leading the other girl to the library.

Upon arriving, Amelia sits her down and goes searching. While she was away, Snape entered to find Lilly. He wasn't happy about studying with Pendragon and Bones, but he needed to be here to keep Lilly away from them. Amelia finally came back carrying a large book. She placed it before Lilly, who read the title. It read, 'Magical Britan, her houses and what you need to know.'

"This explains everything you need to know about the noble houses of Britain and our politics concerning them. Harry is at the pinnacle of these houses, being from the Pendragon line. His family is the one that started it all, really." She told the other redhead.

Snape looked over at the book and scowled. "You don't need to read that, Lily. It is useless."

Amelia gave him a rather cold look. "It is not useless if she wishes to be friends with people in these houses." She tapped the book. "You can easily offend someone by not knowing some of these things. Doing that could be a very bad thing. Not just for you but the friends you have in these houses. Your actions could cause them a lot of trouble."

"See, that is why you should associate with that Pendragon boy. He is bad news, Lilly. He could easily get you into trouble. And that Serpent he has could kill you." Snape hissed to her.

Lily though rolled her eyes and pulled the book to her. "Oh hush, Sev, Harry wouldn't do anything like that. On top of that, I have spent the day with him and Larry, and I have no doubt that Larry wouldn't do that unless I was a threat to Harry or him."

Snape scowled once more at her, brushing him off. She used to take his word as gospel. However, ever since Pendragon came into the picture, she ignores his advice. Couldn't she see that she was his and no one else's? That she needed to listen only to him. He was starting to get frustrated already, but he wouldn't give up.

Amelia, on the other hand, was happy the girl was thinking for herself. She hated people who only listened to what other people wanted. She sat herself down, wondering if Harry was okay. He seemed rather upset by everything, and she couldn't blame him. To have to think about your deceased parents in that manner would be hard.