The Slytherin Heir

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Title: The Slytherin Heir
Author: Simon Erif
Email: simon80fi@yahoo.com
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Fandom: Harry Potter
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be… but I can dream right… don't
sue.. I'm unemployed… not working = no money… :(
Spoilers: From book 2 HP:CoS for now…
Pairing: HP/?, RL/SS, RL/SB, Other pairings... I'll let you know.
Raiting: NC-17/R to become in later parts… PG-13 for now….
Warnings: Angst (when isn't there), SLASH!! and hmm... there will be a
little bit of Het in the future parts but I'll try and keep it underwraps…
nothing graphic!(sorry...)
Summary: This is the AU version written by me of the happenings in the
Second book Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets.
A/N: Ok this part has been beta read but if you notice anything that is
wrong please let me know. 3rd part is on the making I might get it done by next
week but no promises just yet. Also thank you to all who have given me feedback/reviews.
I live for good feedback and criticisim is never bad... as long as it's not flames
and I have yet to recieve any of that yet... not that I want it or anything. Thank
you everyone. ^__^
 

The Slytherin Heir
By: Simon Erif ©


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In the dungeons Severus was looking at his old school book he had kept it even
though people usually threw them away by now. He was looking at it. There was
something lurking in the back of his mind. Something bad… something disturbing.
 
The other day in the new duelling class, Potter had spoken in Parseltongue.
A gift that was not very common amongst the wizards and witches around the world
and the gift that had made Salazar Slytherin so famous. From that moment on
something had been nagging at him behind a wall of memories. He just couldn't
figure out what it was…
 
That had been the reason why he had gone back to look through his old chest
where he kept the things from the time he was still a student at Hogwarts. And
he had found this… an old school book of transfigurations, the last year's
book. There was something here… But what it was he did not know…
 
With out thinking he opened it at random and looked at the page. There was
a sketched picture of someone and a reminder note beneath it.
 
Remember!
Polyjuice 11-26-
Sirius' Birthday !!!!
 
And the memories were flooding his mind, like the gates that had been closed
for so long had suddenly been opened. He was back at Hogwarts all those y

ago.
 
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I sat quietly trying to understand all the things that Professor McGonagall
was telling us and do the exercises as best as I knew how. It wasn't my favourite
class but not because the subject was terribly difficult. No, there was another
reason for my difficulties on this particular class… or any other class
for that matter.
 
The reason was sitting in the front of the classroom. Remus Lupin. The boy
I had loved since my second year at Hogwarts. The boy who was out of my reach
even though he was sitting just few meters away from me. But that wasn't all
that was sitting there in the first row. Oh no. There was also the person I
hated more than anything in the world. Sirius 'bitch' Black. Oh, how I hated
him. No because of who he was… but because who he was with. Yes, that's
right, Sirius Black was the beloved of Remus Lupin.
 
I quietly growled menacingly in the back of my throat. I sat alone -- thank
the gods for that. So, there was no one near to hear me. I turned my attention
back to the class. Or at least I tried to but my eyes kept going back towards
Lupin no matter what I was trying to do.
 
I gave up trying to even slightly pay attention to what Professor McGonagall was was saying. I couldn't have understood it anyway. So, I just turned my eyes
back to the person I so wished would look back at me… and not glare. But
I guess that is a bit too much to ask.
 
I start to draw a picture of him. Well, sketch really. I think I'm not too
bad in that, even if I never do it much. I mean, I'm a wizard why should I sketch
pictures when I can have the pen do it for me and make them look more real.
But then again… to do it yourself makes it more real than to make someone
or something to do it for you. So, I sketch while looking at him longingly.
 
I can't help it -- my eyes are drawn to glare at Sirius' back, who is sitting
next to him. I can't help the feelings of pain and rage swelling inside me.
There is no feeling like jealousy. If there were the world would be so much
darker than it is right now. So very much darker indeed.
 
But then I smirk to myself. That evil smile that I've adapted to wear on my
face when no one notices me. I have something that will make Remus my beloved
in reality as well as in thought. I have my ways of making Sirius pay for all
the nasty remarks and evil rumours he has spread on my account. He will pay
for taking Remus away from me… He will pay!
 
And with that thought I write down a reminder for myself. A reminder, of what
I will do next week. A reminder, that will keep my heart warm even if my bed
should be cold and uninviting. I write it right next to the sketch of Remus…
 
Remember!
Polyjuice 11-26-
Sirius' Birthday!!!
 
I smile cruelly to myself. I know what I'm planning to do is evil but I was
not put in to the Slytherin house because of my cute looks. To me the only thing
that matters is the results of what I'm about to do. The end justifies the means.
 
I turn my thought back to Remus. I can't help it. He stays with me in my thoughts
almost constantly. I have no respite from him, not that I want to, anyway. He
has become a part of my life even if he doesn't realize it himself. I can't
imagine my life with out him anymore.
 
I can't bare the thought of him and that-that…man together. I can't stand
the thought of him touching that soft skin with those filthy hands of his. Those
hands should be mine, not his… and soon they will be. Soon I can touch
that which should be mine. Then I can love him like he should be loved. Then
I can show him how precious he really is.
 
I wonder how it would feel to glide my hand gently down that so soft looking
skin? To have it pressed against my own. Or what those lovely lips would taste
like? I wonder so many things about him. I wonder if his hair is truly as silky
as it looks or if his form is as muscular as I dream it to be. But I want to
find out for myself. And If everything goes as planned I will.
 
I'm snapped back to reality by the voice of Professor McGonagall and the laughter
of the other students.
 
"Mr. Snape if it is not to much to ask I'd advise you to pay attention
to the class even if it is a bit too boring for your mind at the moment."
 
I looked around the class only to see smirking faces and laughing voices. I
couldn't remember for the life of me what had happened. I had been too totally
lost inside my own head at the moment to even care. But obviously it had been
something humiliating. I felt my face heat up as I looked at Remus who had a
wondering look on his face but the gaze didn't last long for Sirius was glaring
at him and he sheepishly turned back towards the professor.
 
I was very glad that the class ended shortly after the incident and I could
escape to the Slytherin common room. But before he could leave the class Sirius
stopped him.
 
"So the great Snake has the hots for my boyfri Wel Well I can't say that
I blame you, but you're slithering in the wrong territory, Snape," Sirius
hissed at me while holding me by my arm.
 
Remus was looking at the interaction between us from afar but I could see he
wasn't happy with Sirius.
 
"Sirius… Leave it."
 
"Leave it?" Sirius turned to look at Remus coldly "No one touches
my property, Remus…. You should know that."
 
With those words I could feel the rage inside me rising higher. And in the
centre of those flames were my feelings for Remus. This… person dares to
think of Remus as possession, property? No one owns Remus like a slave!
 
"Get out of my way, Black," I growled at him. This piece of scum
was standing on my way. I calmed my self with the knowledge that soon he would
be gone and Remus would be free of him. I quickly glanced at Remus who was standing
a little way from them and looking slightly hurt by Sirius' words but also resigned
that they are to be expected.
 
"You're not property… to anyone…" I whisper quietly but
obviously not quietly enough for Sirius grabbed hold of my collar and pushed
me against the wall near the door.
 
"Sirius!"
 
"I said stay out of this, Remus!" Sirius snarled at me as he shou

at Remus.
 
I could see over Sirius' shoulder that Remus was hurt by his words. And that
made me even more determined to go through with my plan. I wanted to free Remus
of this useless possessive slug. He deserved better… so very much better.
And I was going to make sure he would get it.
 
"He's mine, I've claimed him, in more ways than you can possibly imagine…
…Oh, wait! You probably have…"
 
The flames of hatred we're starting to blaze inside me like inferno as Sirius
kept on talking.
 
"…As you so clearly made public in Transfigurations. You don't want
to encroach on what's mine, Snake."
 
I could feel myself shaking in anger. I was only barely holding myself down
and stopping myself from killing him then and there. I glared at him and growled
menacingly in my throat.
 
"I said… Get - Out - Of - My - Way, Sirius."
 
Sirius just calmly looked at me and said in a cold, satisfied voice,
 
"One thing first… Remus belongs to me! And ONLY to me… Say it
Slytherin. He Belongs to ME… to SIRIUS!"
 
I just looked at him with slight pity among all the hate, not that I think
he noticed it. How could he even think that I could say that out loud? To even
think it hurt like nothing else, to think that Remus had to spend his days with
this excuse of a person. To think that he was having a relationship with him
even when he only insulted him and ordered him around. It hurt like you can't
imagine.
 
"Sirius enough, OK?!" Remus was really getting pissed off at Sirius
now. It was in his voice.
 
"You're mine, Remus! Not only do you still need to understand that but
also so does this… troll," Sirius said to Remus while not taking his
eyes from mine. Giving me a nasty grin he said in overly sweet voice,
 
"And you Snake… you just want to get the shit kicked out of you…
don't you?"
 
"Sirius?? Remus??? Are you-- What the…"
 
Slightly gesturing with his head towards the door that James had just barged
in from, Sirius looked at James, who was now standing near Remus and watching
us in slight shock.
 
"James, do me a favour. Watch out for anyone who might be coming in here,
would you?"
 
Turning back to look at me again, Sirius smiled evilly.
 
"I have a greasy little problem to take care of."
 
I just kept glaring at Sirius and even slightly growling at him as he still
held me against the wall. I was cursing his superior strength against me or
the lack of mine compared to him. I was really regretting the fact that I had
not taken up any sports while growing up.
 
"Sirius? What the hell is going on here?" James said from where he
was standing.
 
Turning back to look at the two people behind him Sirius glared at James.
 
"What does it look like? I'm teaching this piece of Slytherin slime a
lesson!"
 
Sirius turned to me again, snarling and tightening his hold of my collar. I
snarled back just as angrily.
 
"I don't think that's a good idea, Sirius…"
 
James sounded a bit angry but I couldn't really understand why. For all I know
I would have thought he would have jumped right in to beat me in to a bloody
bulb. But I guess I was mistaken and that just served to make me angrier.
 
"You heard him in Trans class!"
 
Sirius pushed me harder against the cold stonewall and I could feel the ragged
edges of the stones biting into my flesh even through my clothes. I was really
cursing him and his strength and my own weakness. I was a Slytherin! How could
I let him defeat me like this. But I was not unfamiliar to brute force, so I
could handle it. The only thing that worried me was that Remus would be here
to see my beating… to witness my weakness.
 
"But Sirius, really… "
 
"He's a Slytherin…. And you know what? Slytherins always get what
they want no matter the consequences, you know that, James."
 
"You'll get in to trouble!"
 
"No one takes what's mine… and who knows what he will do to Remus
now that he has expressed his interest in what's mine."
 
"Sirius!"
 
"Just guard the damn door, James!"
 
I was hardly paying any attention to the fight between the two Gryffindors
anymore. I was already plotting my revenge… oh, what sweet revenge…
Then the voice of my beloved woke me from the haze of my angry thoughts.
 
"Enough, Siri! This is going too far, damn it!"
 
Remus was obviously angry but Sirius just ignored him and snarled at me again
before punching me on the face. I let him.
 
"He's mine, you greasy -- haired bastard!"
 
"Siri!"
 
Remus ran and grabs Sirius' arm just as he pulled it back, trying to keep him
from hitting me again. The next thing I can see is Sirius' elbow hitting Remus
jaw and him falling backwards in slow motion. There's blood… Remus is bleeding
and it was Sirius who did it. I'm seeing red… I'm seeing blood. I want
to hurt the one who hurt my beloved. NO ONE HURTS MY BELOVED!!!
 
I can faintly hear James calling Remus and asking him if he is OK. But I don't
care. The only thing that is important to me is to kill the person who did this
to him, the person who is still holding me against the wall. The person who
hasn't even noticed! And this man is supposed to love Remus?? NEVER!
 
I grab a hold of Sirius' hand that is holding me down and rip it away from
my collar, not really caring that I rip my clothes in the process. I wanted
blood and I was so gonna get it!
 
"BLAAACK!!! YOU BASTARD!!!"
 
I throw him on to the floor and dive after him with a yell of rage. I want
to kill him for what he did. He hurt him… Hurt Remus. How could he? How
could HE! I try to get the upper hand but he keeps rolling us around the floor.
Gods, I want to kill him. We get up again and continue like nothing had happened.
 
I can feel a pair of hands on me from time to time, that don't belong to Sirius,
trying to grasp my cloak. I ignore it and instead punch Sirius in the jaw but
just get kicked in my stomach for my troubles. Heedless of the pain, I take
hold of his ankle and twist it with all that I've got. My price is the scream
of pain that I hear from Sirius in return but my victory is not long lived for
Sirius uses his other leg to kick out and hits my face causing me to let go
of his ankle. I stumble backwards holding my head in my hands but as soon as
the room stops spinning my eyes flare with fire.
 
I rush towards Sirius whose expression turns from smiling to slightly fearful.
I care not. I want to see him bleed and I WILL! I don't even see James who steps
in the middle of my path. I just push him and he falls to the ground taking
Sirius and me with him. I somehow end up beneath Sirius and James and I blindly
try to get hold of someone's hair. I want my prize. I want to win. I will not
lose to these idiotic Gryffindors. Not while Remus is standing right there watching.
 
But it seemed that I needn't worry about losing for the decision to continue
was taken away from me as I heard the lovely voice as clearly as the sunlight
outside.
 
"Stupify!"
 
Everything stopped for there was no one else here other than Remus and we were
on the floor frozen in place. We could not talk nor move let alone fight. I
still had my hand in someone's tunic and I could feel the strands of hair in
the other. If I could have moved I would have shouted and jumped all over the
room but instead I just celebrated my victory in silence.
 
I saw Remus pointing his wand at me. I was not worried for I would accept what
ever it was that he wanted to do to me. Sappy, maybe but it wouldn't matter,
for I loved him unconditionally.
 
"Enervate"
 
I slowly stand as my muscles permit me to move again. I was a bit lost as to
why he freed me and not, say, Sirius or Potter. But I was not going to discard
my luck by asking stupid questions like that.
 
"Go, I'll deal with them," he says while nodding towards the door.

 
I look at Remus for a while. I know this is going to cost him for Sirius is
not a person who will forgive easily. I nod slightly and thank him before I
leave the classroom. As I walk towards the dungeons I feel the hairs in my hand
and can't help but grin. I have the last thing I need for my plan. And for once
I don't mind the bloody lip and soon to be black eye or any of the other bruises
that I got in the fight and smiling evilly I walk to the common room. Everything
would be perfect soon.
 
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TBC....