Harry smiled softly as he was enveloped in a soft white glow, and transported away from everyone. He knew he was safe, he could just feel it. He looked around, before spotting a portrait. He walked over, expecting to see a person who could help him. Instead, he found four, and they were all ecstatic to see him. "Harry, what a fine young lad you are." A figure dressed in forest greens, with dark brown hair says. "I am Salazar Slytherin." He says, Harry's eyes widen as he realizes who they are. "That's right, we are your ancestors, and the ones who founded this great school. Harry smiled, seeing the four founders all together, he sat down and listened for a while about the past. After a few hours, he agrees to come back, once a week for special teachings.
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A revival of the Slytherin instincts
FanfictionThe war was over, it had been over for days. Finally Harry could end it all. The people he thought cared for him had been using him. The love of his life had been keeping him from his mates. Thanks to the love potions Ginny had given him, he was una...
