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Countdown Chapter 5


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I am not J.K.R this means that as much as I would want to. I do not own Harry Potter. NO money is made from this story.

A/N: This story is co-written with the wonderful Shey92. If you have questions about the format then please send all questions to her. If you have, any other questions then please feel free to ask me. This is the longest chapter yet. I hope this makes you all very happy.

A/N: Read carefully this chapter has alot of changes to it. Beta read by God Of Mercy.

//parseltoungue//

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The next morning Harry sat up in his bed and wondered if all that he had been told was a dream. He wondered if it was Voldemort playing with his mind again. Better yet, he wished it was just a dream and everything could go back to the way it was. He wished that he could still believe that he had people that loved and cared about him. He wished he could still have people that he could talk to about all of his problems. Before he could remove all the sleep from his eyes he heard Ron and Hermione talking about him, and then he knew no matter how much he wished that this could all be just a dream, it wasn’t and nothing could ever change the fact that he was now alone.

Then he heard his former best friend Hermione say. "Ron remember Albus told us to get Harry to drink his pumpkin juice with the potion in it and don’t forget to pretend that we are mad at him for the way he talked to us. We are supposed to make him feel terrible about the cruel and hurtful things that he said."

“I know Hermione, if we don’t then we will never get the money that we were promised”. Hermione gave him an ‘are you stupid?’ look and then said

“I don’t care about the money, all I care about are the books in his family volts.”

“How could you only care about some old books? With all the money we would get you could buy as many books as you wanted.” Ron said with a stupid look on his face.

“Some of those books are out of print and can never be brought. Some of those books are the only copy left in the world.” Hermione said with a scowl.

“Anyway” Ron said trying to change the subject.

“I still can’t believe that he found out about us, he was always just so easy to make him believe we were his friends. As soon as he takes that potion, we will have to act like the perfect little golden trio again. I hate having to pretend to be his friend. Nevertheless, I would do just about anything to get the money I was promised. You know that Albus was right and if we don’t get him back under control he might turn out just like Voldemort.” Ron said grimacing.

“He would never join Voldemort as long as he believes that he murdered his beloved parents.” Hermione said with smugness in her voice.

Harry had just about enough of listening to them talk about him, but right as he was about to pull the covers back he heard something that made his blood run cold.

“You know that after he gets Ginny pregnant with his child and kills Voldemort, Albus is going to get rid of him for good. I know that we have to find all of Voldemorts horcruxes before the bastard can be killed off for good, but I just can’t wait to get rid of the little git”.

Harry covered his mouth to keep in the scream that was threatening to come out. Even though he knew that they did not care about him, he couldn’t believe that they were planning on killing him. He had listened to these people that he had trusted ever since he came into the wizarding world plot his death. He sat there frozen as a cold chill filled his body, he felt like his heart drop down like a stone into his stomach.

“Shut up Ron! Are you stupid? What if he hears you? Do you ever learn to keep your mouth shut?” Hermione cuffed him up side the head.

“Sorry Hermione, but that stupid git is still sleeping. I checked before you even came up here. Why else do you think I told you that it was all clear? Besides, didn’t Albus say he was going to send Harry another dream about what Voldemort was up to? You know that if he sends him one of those dreams that he will still be sleep because when he wakes up in the middle of the night it takes him a while to go back to sleep.” He answered her rubbing the back of his head.

“Yes, but still you can never be sure about things like that. We don’t want him to find out any more of Albus’s plans for him. Well come on Ron! It would look weird if he found us up here talking.”

As soon as he heard the door close, Harry jumped out of bed and ran into the bathroom. Slamming and locking the door behind him. After the vomiting and nausea had past, Harry dragged himself into the shower and turned the water as hot as he could stand it. He then began to break down sobbing and crying, he cried for all the years he trusted them, he cried for the loss of his first friends and he cried for the life he could never get back. Hitting his knees, his dark haired head tilted down to his chest where his hand was clawing over his heart. He sobbed hard with the pain of knowing now that he wasn't wanted by anyone, that all along they surely didn't care for him one bit. Not even to let him live his own life after the war. As his crying died down, he gathered himself up and told himself that he would never cry for the people who hurt him, ever again.

Turning off the shower and getting out, he decided that he had a lot of planning that needed to be taking care of. He was going to show them, he was going to show them all. He was going to show them he would not take this like the good little golden boy any more. Drying off and wrapping the towel around his waist, he unlocked and opened the bathroom door stepping out and heading over to his wardrobe to pull out his robes. Getting dressed he pulled out his list of things he was going to do to get his revenge on these people, if you could called them that for all the shit they put him through. Scribbling a few more things down on it before he went to the end of his bed to put it in his trunk.

Harry quickly put all of his things he would need for his classes in his school bag, then he quickly shrunk his trunk and placed it into one of his robe pockets. He didn’t trust those in his dorm especially the red head not to mess with his stuff. Then he ran down the stairs to get out of the tower before he had a chance to see those people. Well fate must not have been on his side, because before he could make it down the stairs and out the portrait's door, he saw Ron, Hermione and Ginny talking when he entered the room but, he already knew that they were up to something so he just ignored them. He quickly walked out of Gryffindor's commonrooms door with his shrunk trunk in his pocket. He would never leave it in the room ever again. He kept walking even when he heard them calling after him. He did not even miss a step; they were not worth his time any more.

When he reached the great hall, he went to the Ravenclaw table instead of the Gryffindor table. He walked up to Luna and asked if he could sit with her. He had always liked Luna because she was sweet and never looked at him as if he was just a bank account.

“Hello Harry, are the nargles bothering you again today?” Harry gave her one of the first smiles that he had since he found out about Ron and Hermione.

“They are always bothering me now.” Harry half jokingly-half bitterly told her.

Luna looked at him. "You will find love and real friends with the silver snake and his white wolf.”

“Who are the silver snake and the white wolf? And when will I find them?” Harry looked and tilted his head slightly at Luna in a confused and interested way.

“In due time Harry, in due time.” Luna smiled dreamily at Harry, who interned just smiled back at her and started to put food on his plate.

The sound of screeching owls announced the arrival of morning post. Looking up from his plate he saw Hedwig, soaring in from the high windows of the great hall with all the other owls, she was the only one that stuck out from the rest of the black, gray and, tan owls, with a letter tied to her leg. Flying over to him as she drop the letter down in front of him and nearly into his plate before he caught it. Hedwig landed and settled down by his plate awaiting for her treat.

"Here you go, girl." Harry reach to his plate to pick up a piece of bacon and handed it to her, for her to nibble on as she flew off back to the owlery with it.

Luna looked over at him to see Harry opening his letter from Gringotts. Harry slipped out his letter and began to read to himself.

Mr. Potter,

We here at Gringotts have received your letter and it concerns us greatly. We had thought you had given your magical guardian, Albus Dumbledore, your permission to remove items from your accounts, for he had your signatures to do so.

We apologize for any inconvenience that it may have caused. Anything that has been taken out shall be immediately put back into your accounts. We have taken the liberty to block off all access to your account to your magical guardian and anyone who wishes access until you are able to come to Gringotts to handle the problems caused by said guardian.

We also feel you should come in for any further information pertaining to your account information and for your emancipation do to the fact that letters can be misplaced or delivered into the wrong hands. It is in your best interest to send back a reply for when will be the best time that you can visit the bank.

Once more, we do apologize for any inconvenience that has occurred.

Head Accountant of the Potter and Black Accounts,
Silverclaw

Head Manager of Gringotts,
Goldfang

"Anything good, Harry?" Luna asked going back to her plate.

"Not really." He slipped the letter back into the envelope and into his inside robe pocket.

Not even five minutes later out of nowhere Luna leaned close to Harry and whispered to him; “The nargles are coming this way, Harry."

He looked up in time to see Ron and Hermione walk up to him.

“Harry what are you doing sitting with Loony Luna?” Ron asked glaring at the girl in question.

“I would rather sit with Luna, then two backstabbing, traitorous money hungry people like you! So, if you don’t mind, how about you go the hell away and let me eat in peace. Besides, I would rather eat food that has not been poisoned by the two of you. I like my pumpkin juice without potions to get me back under 'The Dark Lord' Albus’s control.” Harry said snidely to the red head's face.

“Harry, how dare you call the Headmaster a Dark Lord? He has always been there to help you! If it was not for the Headmaster, you would be dead!” Hermione bit back angrily at the dark haired boy.

Before either of them could say another word Harry stood up and said goodbye to Luna, then he picked up the egg and bacon sandwich that Luna handed him in a napkin. He turned around and looked into the eyes of the girl he once looked at like a sister and said in a cold and hate filled voice.

“Is this the same so-called caring person that has been taking my money, paying you to be my friend since day one? Or, is this the person that left it up to me to kill a 60-foot snake, when all he did was sit in his office!? I know this is not the same person that is planning to kill me after I have killed Voldemort off! If it weren’t for him I would have never been put in dangerous situations In the first place!” Then he stormed out of the great hall with an exit that would make the potions master proud. Well, if he wasn’t such a git. As he was walking down the hall he walked into the person he was waiting to see the most.

“Draco?” Harry called to the blond haired boy.

The boy in question was just making his way to the great hall with his little click around him. Draco looked up at the sound of his name and looked into the dead eyes of the boy savior. He then turned his eyes to his best friend Blaise.

“I will be there in a second. Let me have a chance to talk to Potter alone for a minute or two.” Without any more words, he walked up to Harry and told him in a calm voice

“Let’s go somewhere private and talk, shall we?”

Harry looked back and nodded his head to Draco’s little group.

“What about your friends?” Draco waved his hand in an unconcerned gesture.

“I told them to give me a minute to talk to you.” With that the two boys walked off toward an unused classroom.

When they arrived Harry pulled out his wand and was about to put up some privacy wards when Draco stopped him.

“What are you doing?” Draco pulled out his wand and cast a spell to check to see if the room was being monitored. When the room turned blue, he walked over to Harry and took his hand, then pulled him out of the room. Harry pulled his hand away making Draco stop to a halt.

“Just what do you think you are doing?” Draco took a second to slow down his breathing and then replied in the calmest voice he could muster at the time.

“Potter, the blue color meant that the room cannot be charmed against people being able to spy.” Harry’s eyes widen at what the blond boy had said.

“What do you mean the room cannot be charmed against people spying?” He asked looking at the younger malfoy.

“What part of what I said, did you not understand? It cannot be charmed with spells to keep the damn room private!”

“But how?” He asked confused and curious as to why it would be so.

“The Headmaster knows that most people in the school from the other houses use the top floor unused classrooms to talk, because they are too scared to come into Slytherin territory. So that he knows what is going on in the school at all times. He has used spells that keep people from being able to block private conversations from his ears.”

“So, where can we go to talk?” Harry asked in a pissed off voice, his arms crossed over his chest.

“That's why I brought you to the Slytherin area; his spells don’t work down here because it is how Salazar wanted it. He wanted his house to have privacy.” When they arrived in the dungeons, Draco took him into a hallway that Harry had never seen before.

"Where does this hall lead?" He asked looking around.

"Just because I am bringing you down into Slytherin paradise that does not mean I am going to tell you anything about it. After all, you are still a Gryffindork." Draco turned to him and told his Gryffindor classmate, in a smug voice with an arrogant smirk.

Harry crossed his arms over his chest with a slight glare and walked behind the blond. After a quick turn to the right, they walked up to a door with a picture of Salazar. This portrait of Lord Slytherin had him sitting in a wing back chair with elaborate silver snake carvings all over the outside of the chair and black velvet lining the back and seat. Sitting in what to peered to be his study by the fireplace, Salazar himself was dressed in finely rich dark colored robes of green, black and gold runes running acorss the hem of his robes. In this picture he had green eyes and black hair, comb neatly back, Harry noticed this as he had seen him with red eyes in the chamber.

“Hello little Slytherin.” The man greeted them.

“Hello Greatest of the Founders Four.” Salazar then turned his head to the dark haired boy.

“If it is not the little Gryffindor? How did you sleep last night, little one?” He pointedly teased the young man. Harry shot a smug look at Draco.

//I slept well, thank you.// Salazar then let out a small chuckle and turned back to Draco.

“Why have you come?” Draco looked back and forth between Harry and Salazar for a second. He had forgotten that Potter was a snake speaker, like his Lord.

“I am here to talk to Potter without it getting back to the wrong person.”

“So you wish to have this room as a place to talk?” The man raised an eyebrow at the boy.

“Yes, Lord Slytherin.” Draco replied with respect and a slight bow of his head.

Harry gave Draco a long look he had never heard the blond talk to anyone with respect but his head of house. Without any more words, the door opened and the two boys walked into the room. Harry looked around the room in shock; the room was nothing like how he thought it would be. The room was small and calming. The walls were a dark brown with a few beautiful paintings of the sea all around. It was definitely a place that he could get use to. Walking over to one of the two comfortable looking chairs.

He sat down and looked at Draco. “So what did he say?”

Draco took a minute to sit down in the other chair across from Harry and to get his thoughts together, but no matter what he did he could not find an easy way to say it so he just plunged in.

“Well he said that you are most definitely stupid.” Harry was taken aback by this.

“How am I stupid?” He grumpily asked, leaning back.

“You are asking him to kill you, when you know for a fact that you have been lied to about everything. Instead of finding the truth about yourself you are just going to give up. What if you have real family out there? What if Lilly and James Potter were not your parents?” Harry sat there stunned, how could Voldemort know that Lilly and James were not his parents. He could not let on that he already knew that, he gave Draco a disbelieving look.

“What do you mean that Lilly and James were not my parents?” He questioned the blond. Draco had to play it safe, his Lord had told him to try to keep the boy alive for as long as he could. If he told him everything he knew then it would not go the way that he planned. He took a deep breath to steady himself mentaly.

“I'm just saying.” Harry calmed himself down; Voldemort knew nothing about his real parents. At least that was what he thought. Draco, not really noticing Harry’s emotions flicker over his eyes, went on as if he had never stopped.

“You are not even going to get revenge for what they did to your godfather.” With those words Harry flew up out of his chair in a rage.

“Don’t you dare bring up my fucking godfather? How dare you think you know anything about him!” Draco did not even flinch at the rage in the other boy.

“Don't be stupid, you think that Albus couldn’t see how close you were becoming too Sirius? Did you think that he would let someone else have influence over you? Did you think he would let you run off to live with Sirius knowing that he was from a dark family? Yes, it is true that Sirius did not practice dark magic, but he still never had any children. Do you know the reason for that? Well let me tell you, it is because Remus Lupin is not a pureblood! It is because he knew that no matter how much he loved him their children would only weaken magic in the long run!” Harry sat back down with a understandingly sad look, what could he say to that. Then he had a thought of why they didn't have any children.

"Maybe he did not want to pass the lycanthropy on to his children!" Draco through his head back and laughed.

“Don’t be stupid Potter, you cannot pass lycanthropy on if you are a bitten. The real reason is because Lupin is a mudblood and his blood would have wiped out the Black pureblood line.” Harry looked back at him with a thought.

“Well what about you? You are a Black by blood?” Draco gave him a look that said you can’t really be that stupid. Harry had no clue why Draco was looking at him like that but he didn’t like it. Draco went on.

“Yes my Mother is a black but she married into the Malfoy line. Because she married into the Malfoy line her child would carry on the name and blood line of her husband. Besides she was not in the direct blood line, she and her sisters Andromeda and Bellatrix are a part of the secondary line. However, Sirius and his brother Regulus were a part of the primary line." Draco shook his head.

"Damn, this is why we need to have classes here to teach you muggle raised people the old wizarding traditions. This is one of the reasons that purebloods don’t want mudbloods in our world. Sirius was the last Black, he basically just killed of one of the oldest and most respected pureblood lines in the wizarding world.” Harry dropped his head in his hands. The blond just looked at him waiting.

“How could he have not cared about his family line like that?”

“Even though my Father is in a committed relationship with his mate he made sure that the Malfoy line would continue.” He told the dark haired boy.

Harry head snapped back up at that.

“Wait, isn’t he with your mother?” Confused at what he had heard.

“Yes, but my Mother is not my Fathers mate. My Father is in a mated relationship with another man.”

“Whose your Fathers mate?” Harry gave him a cheeky smile, trying to get him to tell him.

Draco gave him a smug look back and told him in a condescending voice.

“Now why in the hell would I ever tell you that? I know you don’t think I am stupid enough to tell Dumbledore’s little golden boy who Lucius Malfoys mate is. Besides after the Ministry thing when you and your stupid little friends had him found out to be a death eater, it is too dangerous for his mate. You would probably run back to that old coot and tell him everything. I may have gone to the Dark Lord for you to ask him to kill you but, I will never put the man my Father loves in danger like that.” Harry's smile dropped off his face at his words even though he had hope Draco would tell him.

Harry didn’t know why but he was hurt by the words that had come from Draco. He couldn’t understand why but he wanted to be one of Draco’s friends. Not for the second time that day he wished he would have taken Draco’s hand of friendship over Rons so long ago. Draco noticing the broken down look in Harry’s eyes tried to say something to comfort him.

“Who knows if we become friends I just might tell you who my Fathers mate is. I have always wanted to be your friend but you were always with the blood trader and the mudblood. Maybe now that you know the truth about them, we can put all of the arguments and fighting that has happened between us behind us.”

Harry stood up and put his hand out, “Hello my name is Harry Potter and yours?”

Without another word Draco stood up and reached to shake his hand.

“Draculus Malfoy.” Harry’s eyes widened.

“I thought your name was Draco?"

"That is just the shortened form of my name; I go by that instead of Draculus.” Then Harry let go of Draco's hand and pulled out his wand to cast the tempus spell to see the time. When the time showed up above his wand he made a girly squeak and ran for the door.

“We are going to be late for potions.” Draco rolled his eyes, walked over to Harry and grabbed his arm.

"Will you calm down Potter?" Harry turned to him as the blond slytherin let go.

“Just because you are a Slytherin, you will be safe from professor Snape that doesn’t mean that I will be.” Draco then walked over to a blank picture frame in the room and called out.

“Lord Slytherin?” Without a second passing he appeared in the frame.

“How may I help you little snake?"

"Can you have the door open from across the potions classroom?” He inquired to the Slytherin in the painting.

“Will do little snake, if you can promise to bring me the latest news about your beloved Father.” Draco rolled his eyes at that.

"I have no clue why you have such a fascination with my Father but, I will do as you ask. Better yet, why don’t you just talk to him, he walks pass one of your pictures at least five times a day.”

“Yes but, you know he will never tell me any of the really good gossip.” Salazar just smirked at the boy.

Without another word the young slytherin walk to the door and opened it to look right in front of the potions classroom. Stepping out of the door Draco turned to Harry.

“Why don’t you sit with me and my friends at lunch today. Or if you want you can partner with me in potions Merlin knows you need the help.” Draco told him as he closed the door. Harry shot him a dirty look.

“Thanks for the offer...” Before he could continue, Hermione and Ron walked up to them. They saw him and Draco talking. Ron stomped over to them with Hermione right beside him and started to pick a fight with him.

“Why the hell are you talking to the slimy snake and little wanna be death eater in training?” Ron said with disgust lacing every word.

Before an angry Harry could say anything to the redhead's defiling words, Ron was turned and slammed up against the wall by a enraged Draco Malfoy. The blond leaned close to him and snarled at the redheaded weasel.

“Just because my Father is not a spineless cowered like your family and doesn’t want stupid little mudbloods coming into the magical world and tainting it doesn’t make him evil. It is because of stupid little blood traitors like you and your family that we now have people like Neville that are damn near squibs. Any person that he has a child with will be magically weaker. You and your family are fucking disgraces to the name pureblood. You and your stupid fucking family are a part of the reason that we have so many problems with other magical creatures. So, don’t you dare talk about my Father!” Harry walked up to the blond's side to firmly grab Draco’s arm and pulled him away from the stunned red head.

When Harry looked over to the door they had exited out of, he saw the unhidden rage in Salazar’s eyes when he looked at Ron and Hermione. He pulled Draco away from the crowd that had started to form around the two boys and pulled him into the potions classroom. Harry walked him over to the Slytherin side of the class room and sat down beside him.

“I never understood why you and the other purebloods hated muggelborns so much until I talked to Salazar last night. If I had, I may feel the same way you do.” Draco turned to him after he had calmed down some and said in a quiet voice.

“What do you mean you talked to Salazar last night?” Harry looked away sheepish.

“I was really upset last night after a fight with Ron, Hermione and, Ginny." Harry choked back on a sob at what he had found out, to finish what he was telling him. Draco just glared at the pair as they walked quickly by to their seats on the other side of the class as it slowly started to fill.

"So, I went down to the chamber of secrets. I found a picture of Salazar and he told me why purebloods hate muggelborns and half bloods so much.” Draco looked back at him.

“Did he tell you about his first born?”

He nodded his head. “Yeah, he told me that he was killed by a muggle because of his magic.”

“No, not his first born son. That was Salazar’s second child that had been killed.” Harry looked at Draco confused.

“Then what other child?” Draco took a second to calm himself down, this story always made him mad.

“Salazar’s first born was a little girl; she was only a few days old. One of the muggle nurses saw his wife doing magic and she decided that the child would be a freek and just as unnatural as her Mother. While his wife was sleeping the nurse smothered the little girl in her sleep. It was the first child of Salazar and Rowena.” Harry had no clue what to say, he had never heard anything about this before.

“I never read about this in the history books.” He said evenly.

“Of course not, but have you even read a book about Salazar. Why would you read about someone that you think is evil?” Harry turned his head in shame; it was true he had never given Slytherin a chance. He had always just believed whatever Ron and Hermione had told him.

“I am sorry Draco. I never tried to understand anything about you or any of the other Slytherins. I wish I had let the hat put me in the house that I belonged.” Before Draco could respond to the shocking comment professor Snape stomped into the room. When he reached the front of the room, his eyes locked on Harry sitting with the Slytherins and he started right for them.

“Just what do you think you are doing, Potter? Are your glasses so dirty that you can’t see colors or are you just too stupid to know where to sit?” Draco narrowed his eyes and said in a low scathing voice.

“It may have missed your notice, because of you seeing James Potter but I asked Harry to work with me!” Severus had to take a step back he had never heard Draco talk to him like that before. Draco only got that angry when someone was bothering one of his friends or someone he cared about. Without responding Snape walked away and turned to the classroom as he tapped the board with his wand.

“Do the potion on the board, this is a group project. What are you waiting for! Get to work!” The professor barked at the class before he went to his desk to mark papers from his other classes. Harry looked over at Draco surprised.

“Thanks for defending me. I'll go get the equipment while you go get the ingredients.” Draco just nodded his head.

Two hours and one perfectly made potion later Harry was happy that he was giving Draco a chance. Instead of snapping at him for little mistakes like Hermione did, Draco told him what he did wrong and showed him how he could correct it. Draco was a better teacher then Snape was. He even enjoyed the class for the first time in his life. When they were packing up their books and supplies, Draco offered to be his partner in potions any time he liked. He even offered to tutor him in the subject.

As they walked to Transfiguration, he was introduced to Draco’s friends.

“The boy standing on my left is Blaze Zabeani, his family is from Italy and he is an only child. We have been friends ever since we were two years old." He indecaded whith a tilt of his head. Then pointing to the girl of the group.

"The girl standing on the other side of Blaise is Pansy Parkinson. Her family is from Ireland and I have known her ever since I was about eight. She is also an only child."

Draco then pointed to another boy on the otherside the the girl. "This is Theodore Nott. His family is from here, but he had just moved back here in my first year. Theodore has an older brother and a little sister."

Harry nodded his head to each in greeting.

"You already know Vincent and Gregory Crabb They are twins and I have known them just as long as Blaze. I will introduce you to the other Slytherin families a little later. The people that I have just introduced you to are the ones that matter the most to me.” Before Harry could say a word, Blaise through his arm on Draco’s sholder and said in a playfully sweet and mocking voice.

“Oh Draco, I didn’t know you cared so much. How will I ever live knowing that the Ice Prince cares so much about his loyal subjects.” In response, Draco pushed his arm off and said in a confident voice.

“You should be happy to be one of my loyal subjects. I could always replace you with Potter.” Then he rolled his eyes at his best friend as Blaise grabbed his heart and leaned against the wall in a playful manner.

“Please, please don’t leave me, my little Dragon.” Draco narrowed his eyes at his friend reaching over and lightly punched him in his arm.

“How many times do I have to tell you, only my Father can call me his little Dragon.” For the rest of the day Harry stayed with Draco and the other Slytherins.

It was not until after dinner when he was called into the Headmasters office. As Harry made his way to his office, he thought about the apparent love and friendship between Draco and his friends. Not for the first time he wondered if he would have had loyal friends like that if he was in Slytherin.

Arriving at the gargoyle that garded the Headmasters office, he gave the password and walked up the stairs. Before he could knock on the door he heard the old man and a voice that he didn’t recognize talking.

“The boy was talking to a group of Slytherins, he is out of control. I thought he had taken the potion the last time he was in here but it's not working. I need something stronger to get the boy under my control again. I can’t have him turn out like Tom, I will not allow the boy to do as he pleases.” Dumbledore demandingly told the other, that was when the unknown person spoke.

“Have you not learned? Didn’t you try to control Tom, and look what that got you? You are making the same mistakes again. If the boy ever found out how much he and the Dark Lord are alike, I will feel bad for the trouble that you have brought on yourself.”

“It won’t be the same, Harry is no where near as smart or awear of his power like Tom was.” The old man insisted, getting frustrated.

“You tried to use Tom in your war against Grindulwald and look at what happened he became the next Dark Lord. If people ever found out that you took the credit for the defeat of Grindulwald from Tom Riddle you would lose everything. You are not going to live forever why don’t you just enjoy the fame from that win instead of risking it all? You are losing this war and you know it. Tom is stronger then Grindulwald ever was. If he has mated then you know you will never be able to stop him. You can keep telling yourself that he has created horcruxes if you want but you and I both know that Tom is a pureblood demon and he can’t split his soul.” The other man voice tried to reason with Albus.

“I don’t care about any of that, I want the damn creature dead! I will not leave this world until I see him dead!” Was nearly shouted at the new voice that Harry couldn't figure out.

“So you are going to send a child to his death all for a lie. You may have everyone else believing in that fake prophesy but you and I both know that he would never go after a child. You killed the boys real parents just like you did Toms and if he finds out then they both will make you pay. I still don’t know how Tom doesn’t know that you killed his real parents but you better hope that he never finds out.” Harry took a step back away from the door and slowly made his way down the stairs.

When he reached the bottom, he turned and ran toward the chamber. He needed to talk to Salazar, he wanted to know how him and Voldemort were so alike. Running up to the third floor girls bathroom, his mind kept running too. Once he was inside he hissed the password at the circle of sinks, barely waiting for it to open before he jumped in to the dark opening in the floor and fell to the bottom.

He hoped that Salazar had the answers he needed, he just had to know what Tom's life was like. No one had even mentioned anything about how his life was like before and during his time in Hogwarts. He just had to know and Salazar was the only one he could get the answers from about Tom Riddle.

He just ran as fast as he could to get to Salazar in the hidden chamber he had found. Running over, he hissed it's password and ran down the stairs. Rushing over to stand in front of the mirror where he first saw Salazar. He was surprised to see three people in the picture waiting for him instead of just Salazar.
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A/N: hey guys its shey92. I just wanted to point out a couple points I know Vincent and Gregory are not brothers but they are now LOL. I hope you all like this chapter, I know The Dark Lady Voldemort666 worked very hard on it. Please review and tell us what you think.