The Slytherin Heir

Author: Simon Erif
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: HP/?, RL/SS, RL/SB, Other pairings... I\'ll let you know.
Warnings: Angst (when isn\'t there), SLASH!! and hmm... Possible Characters
death in future parts... anything else...I\'ll let you know...
Summary: This is the AU version by me of the happenings in the Second
book Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets.
A/N: This story idea has been in my mind ever since I first saw HP:CoS
in the movies. I didn\'t go a way and finally I relented and started writing.
My old friend Athena helped me with the dialogue of Snape and "friends"
I hope that I can finish the story by myself now that I don\'t have her help
any longer. I would like to thank everyone who has been so kind and given me
a hand with this. I can never thank you enough… Ok enough of me rambling…
On to the story.
 
 
The Slytherin Heir
By: Simon Erif ©
 
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The night was chilly as always as I wandered through the halls. I couldn\'t
sleep. It was a miracle that I could even eat. Not with all this \'Heir of Slytherin\'
business going on. How can they think that of me? I mean I\'m Harry Potter…
Not that that has any meaning any longer. But I\'m a Gryffindor… Right?
 
I can feel their eyes upon me wherever I go. And the whispering… It\'s
starting to drive me mad! Everything I do is looked upon with doubt. No one
trusts me anymore. After I saved Justin\'s life by telling the snake not to attack
they\'ve been suspicious about me.
 
But I can\'t be the Heir… I just… can\'t be. / It was over a thousand
years ago. For all we know; you could be. / Hermione\'s words kept echoing in
my mind.
 
I didn\'t know what to believe. I wasn\'t sure of anything anymore. /…you
could be… could be… could be…/ Was I? Was I really? Could I really
be the Heir of Salazar Slytherin? I\'m a parselmouth after all. I can talk to
snakes… Salazar Slytherin was famous for that gift.
 
Slytherin… Maybe the Sorting Hat made a mistake. Or maybe I made a mistake
when I asked to be put in Gryffindor. It did say I would do well in Slytherin.
Maybe…
 
"Out so later, Mr. Potter?"
 
I freeze. I hadn\'t heard anything coming my way and I certainly hadn\'t noticed
that my invisibility cloak had been slipping off of me. Not until too late that
is. I\'m in big trouble now…
 
I was just turning to face Professor Snape when I heard it again. Kill…
Musssst Kill…Mussst Kill them all! I tried to follow the voice but Snape
took hold of my arm and stopped me. I turned to look at him and…
 
It was like waking up from a trance. I opened my eyes very slowly. I hadn\'t
even realised I had closed them. But as soon as I opened them I wished I hadn\'t.
 
There was Professor Snape, on the floor. Cursed like all the others. And once
again I was present. At that very moment I knew. It was like everyone said.
It was I; I was the one cursing people…
 
This time when Professor McGonagall cI diI didn\'t say anything. I couldn\'t.
There were no excuses. None. I went through the questions like in a dream. I
was numb and I couldn\'t figure out why. I mean I didn\'t even like Professor
Snape! But I felt nothing. Nothing…
 
The only thing that let me know that I wasn\'t dead was the thoughts running
through my head. All those bits and pieces of conversations that I\'d over heard
over the last two days and what Hermione and Ron had told me.
 
/Parseltongue… Slytherin house… Serpent…Next Victim… Run
in… Slytherin\'s Heir… Muggle-born… Mark of a dark wizard…annoy…
attacked… all bad… Powerful wizard… curse…Dark Lord…
Competition… great-great-great-great-grandson… Salazar Slytherin…
Serpent-tongue… all we know, you could be… You-Could-Be…./
 
The next thing I knew was a menacing voice, like the one I heard before Snape
had been cursed, yelling at my ear… YOU ARE!!
 
"NO!!" Harry woke up screaming his lungs out.
 
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Things were quiet for a while after the double attack on Justin and Nearly-Headless-Nick.
But that didn\'t stop people from whispering and pointing at Harry. And not for
the first time after that terrible dream did he doubt himself.
 
It wasn\'t before the other students were supposed to head home for the Christmas
holidays that he really realised how much he truly doubted himself.
 
He was truly happy that most people were leaving Hogwarts to spend the holidays
with their families and friends, for he was tired of all the muttering, whispering,
pointing during classes and the hissing that he got when he passed them in the
hallways. Everyone seemed to think that he was the \'Heir of Salazar Slytherin\'.
Not that he blamed them.
 
It was when George and Fred teased him the first time by running ahead of him
and shouting. "Make way for the heir of Slytherin, seriously evil wizard
coming through!" that he truly realized how much he doubted himself and
how much everyone feared him now. Everyone who had been walking normally with
no worries was now either behind a door nearest to them or otherwise getting
out of his way. Meters from him the path was cleared and most of the students
especially the first years were looking at him with fear and some with respect…
it was unsettling to say the least. But the thing that really got to him was…
that he was … *enjoying* it.
 
That thought brought to his mind the incident that happened few days ago in
the new duelling class. The way Professor Lockhart and even Professor Snape
looked at him. Like he was something out of a horror flick or something…
It was unnerving. Especially the look that Snape gave him…
 
But that wasn\'t important now… what was important was that soon the Polyjuice
would be ready and they could find out what Malfoy knew.
 
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TBC…..