First of all, you can see that I keep my promises. This was the next story I published, so I wasn't lying. But I can explain why it took so long. Our internet broke. That's right, I had to live for so long with no internet connection and I am not lying, I THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO DIE! But I didn't. So now I can post this story. I know the first book didn't get a very good response, but I thought, 'Fuck it, this took me two years to write, I will post the entire series and I don't care what they think!' So, finally, you now have the second book in the Heir Of Slytherin series and even if you hate it, I don't care! I will write until all seven are done. Sorry about that, it's the withdrawal (from internet). Enjoy!

I woke up because of my owl, Azriel, pecking my face with his beak. I groaned and opened my eyes, seeing his face and blue eyes staring at me right in my own ones. "What's wrong, Az?" I asked him, still half asleep. He turned his head in the direction of a small window near my bed. The window is the only one in my room. I knew why Azriel was upset, I hadn't let him out in two days and he must be incredibly bored by now. But living in an apartment, so close to other people, they might see him and ask questions. It wasn't me who thought of that, though.

I looked at the clock and it was 10 am. What was he doing up so early anyway? Probably hoping I'd let him outside. "I'll let you out when she's gone," I promised him "Okay, buddy?" Azriel just hooted and flew over to the top of my closet.

I got out of bed and ran my fingers through my hair to tame it a bit. I walked into the kitchen still dressed in my pyjamas and saw my aunt making breakfast there.

Yes, my aunt.

The aunt who had abandoned me years ago after my parents died. I had had no intention of even looking for that woman, I wanted her gone from my life. But once again, my best friend Mel had beat me to it after showing me that I was a wizard last September.

I thought that I was going to be staying at Mel since I went with her and her parents to their car. I wondered why they had a car if they were wizards, probably to blend in with the Muggles.

Her dad drove us to a block of flats only five minutes away from the station. I was surprised, thinking that this is where they lived. Judging by the way Mel had described the place to be, I had imagined it would be something like a palace. So now that I saw this I wondered if we were actually there.

"We'll only be a minute, dad," Mel told her father as she opened the car door. "Come on, Danny," she told me when she saw me not moving.

I took my seatbelt off and followed her out of the vehicle, closing the door.

She walked up to the main door and rang the doorbell. Some seconds later we heard the buzzer and she pushed the door open. She was really confident, walking inside like she lived there, but I was a bit more hesitant. I didn't know why we were here, I didn't know who lived here and I kind of didn't want to go here.

We went up the stairs to the third floor and she stopped in front of a door. She turned around and looked at me. "Look," she said nervously "You might hate me for a second when you see who lives here, but you need to trust me. Can you do that?"

I could. She had brought me to the wizarding world, even though my friends Janet Morcroff had introduced me to it properly. But I guess I could trust Mel concerning the mystery person who lived here.

"Sure," I answered.

She nodded and knocked on the door. We waited for a few seconds until I saw the door beginning to open. I didn't know who I was expecting to see, but it most certainly wasn't my aunt Demetra.

I was stunned, like someone had cursed me. I couldn't move, I couldn't talk… I could barely even breathe. What was she doing here? I think that deep inside I knew exactly why Mel had brought me here, I just didn't want to accept it.

Aunt Demetra seemed as uneasy as I was, but in a different sense. I was angry, she was anxious.

"Hello, Daniel," she said.

"Danny," I corrected her, but she didn't really understand what I meant.

"What?" she asked.

"It's Danny," I explained "They call me Danny now, but you wouldn't know because you just left me outside that orphanage nine years ago."

She looked down embarrassed. It was obvious that she regretted it, but at the moment it didn't matter at all to me. Because of her I had been through Hell the past years. If she had kept me, I would have not only known I was a wizard, but also wouldn't have gone through all that bullying.

"I'm sorry," she said.

"So now you're sorry?" I screamed "Do you understand what you did?"

"Danny, calm down," Mel intervened.

"No, Mel," I rejected her help "I'm sick of this! She left me and now you expect me to go back to her?"

"Danny I'm not saying that she did the right thing," Mel said, giving my aunt a side eye "But you have to move on from that. This will help both of you."

"And what are you, our guidance counsellor?" I yelled at her.

"No, I am your friend," she said "And this wasn't my decision. Professor McGonagall and Professor Dumbledore thought that it would be a good idea."

I sighed. I didn't want others controlling my life anymore. Mel had kept my magic a secret from me and I had been so pissed at her because of it. I forgave her eventually, but I hadn't wanted anything like that to happen again. And McGonagall had been someone I trusted, why was she doing this now?

I tried to forget my anger and not let it get the best of me. I had to think clearly. I inhaled and exhaled.

"I'm not forgiving you," I told my aunt "But I don't have anywhere else to stay all summer. I will try, and I repeat try to give you a second chance. But I won't be the perfect nephew, I'll be however I am and won't try to be a gentleman. You'd better prove to me that you can handle it."

She nodded.

"Great!" Mel said happily "I'll go get your trunk from the car."

She ran down the stairs and was back up in zero time. I tried not to look at aunt Demetra while she was gone. But I could feel her eyes on me.

Luckily Mel was back fast. We put my trunk in a room my aunt had prepared for me and then I hugged Mel goodbye and wished her a good summer. "Don't forget to write to me," she said as she squished me into a hug.

"I won't," I promised.

We had exchanged a couple of letters since then. She was currently in Venice, lucky girl, with her family. They were overjoyed to be reunited with her again.

I think I need to explain some stuff. So, here's the thing. I grew up in the orphanage where my aunt left me and Mel was my best friend there. Her parents had sent her there to help me, even if they didn't know why exactly they had to. Only three people knew, my mother and father and a wizard named Albus Dumbledore. What they knew was that I am the descendant of one of the most powerful wizards of all time, Salazar Slytherin.

Most people would probably think that that's great or awesome, but it's really not. Out of all my friends, only two of my closest ones know, and that's only because they found out and told me. It comes with a lot of responsibilities. For example, I have to defeat the dark wizard Ahriman Tolfazor.

He was one of the hard core blood purists back in the day, even before Voldemort, and Slytherin's enemy. Slytherin swore to defeat him, even if it was merely one his descendants. So for now the clues pointed to me. Yay!

On the subject of blood purity, I really don't get it. Mel and our other friend Teddy both say that everyone is the same, but shouldn't it be different? The way my friends from my House taught me, some wizards are basically better than others. I can't say that I don't agree. If someone has had magic in his blood for years, it's only normal that he's better than some Mudblood. Mudbloods are wizards born to Muggle parents. Muggle are people without magic. A bit like aunt Demetra, only that she's a Squib, a Muggle born to a wizard family.

So the whole concept of having to destroy a blood purist is quite strange, considering I don't disagree with their ideas. But it was meant to be my destiny, so there's not much I can do.

So last year Mel swooped me off into this mysterious train and took me all the way to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, a school for people like me. We had a bit of an argument and didn't talk for months until I finally worked up the courage to talk to her again. Honestly, best decision I've made in my life so far.

My other friends include Teddy Lupin, the third person in our gang and a Hufflepuff, Janet Morcroff, my closest Slytherin friend, Zaria her friend, Danus and Marius, my roommates and Dominic, one of Danus' old childhood friends. Most of them are from Slytherin. I don't know many Gryffindors apart from Mel, and no Ravenclaws. Teddy's Hufflepuff friends are quite nice though.

Last year ended with me technically breaking into to the Ministry of Magic with Teddy's uncle, Harry Potter, and stealing a Prophecy about me. The Prophecy had been our main goal last year and it was great to finally have it. Only with one slight problem… it made no sense.

Even with all three of us working together, Mel, Teddy and I couldn't understand what the Prophecy meant. It goes like this.

The darkness isn't over, the worst it coming… Only one can stop it, the one we least expect. Only when the four unite and with the power of the serpent can the Heir destroy the darkness. It should be where it all started, on the night it all started. He will question right and wrong, but he will save us all. Beware, the darkness is coming.

Who thought of this? Why couldn't Seers explain things a little better than that?

So that was my first year at Hogwarts summed up, now let's go back to the present time. We're in the kitchen and my aunt is making breakfast. And by breakfast I mean toast.

"Sleep well?" she asked me when she saw me.

"Azriel woke me up again," I said, the incident of my owl waking me up in the morning wasn't uncommon "I think he wants to go outside."

"Danny," aunt Demetra said with a tone that indicated that she was bored of telling me this every day "You have to understand that some people might not like having an owl live here. If they report us for having an illegal pet and we get kicked out, where will we live?"

She had a point, I had to admit. But I was still letting Az out when she was away. "Whatever," I mumbled as I grabbed a plate and went over to the toaster, grabbing a piece. I put it on the table and took a glass to pour some pumpkin juice. I opened the fridge and looked for it but couldn't find it. Pumpkin juice was one of the few things that reminded me of magic in our apartment and that's why it's not allowed to be gone.

"We're out of pumpkin juice," I complained, slamming the fridge door shut. I should really stop doing that, it's too loud for after waking up.

"Why don't you have your friends come over later today?" my aunt proposed.

"Mel's in Venice and Teddy wants to spend time with his family," I said. Both of them had come over a few times and we tried to think of ways to solve the riddle of the Prophecy, but I didn't want to disturb them anymore. They deserved some time with their families too.

As we were having breakfast, a huge barn owl came swooping in through an open window. Azriel was ecstatic. They started flying around over our heads together and squawking at each other. It was a real headache.

"Ugh, Az, stop!" I yelled. Luckily he listened to me and flew down, perched on the back of my chair. The other owl landed on the table right in front of me. A letter was tied to its foot.

"Danny," aunt Demetra said in a warning tone "What did I say about owls?"

"It's only delivering a letter," I said, getting up. I grabbed the jar of owl treats and gave one to the barn owl who hooted happily. I then gave on to Azriel too because he looked annoyed that I had left him out.

The owl I didn't know stuck its foot out and I untied the letter. I looked at the envelope and was delighted to see that it was from Janet. I opened it.

Danny,

I hope you've been having a good summer. I was thinking that you could come over to our place. I haven't seen you in a while and I heard that you're stuck in the Muggle world. Consider it a favour.

Please reply and let me know. If the answer is yes then my father will come and pick you up tomorrow before 12.00.

Janet.

"Who's it from?" aunt Demetra asked.

"A friend," I answered and went to my room where I had my quills and ink to write a reply telling her that I would love to come.

I then tied it to Azriel's foot. "Here's your chance to get out," I told him "Janet's owl will show you the way. You follow her, okay? I told Janet to keep you until I go."

He hooted and I pet his head before Janet's owl flew out of the window. He followed him and I watched them fly into the distance.

Voila. Hope you liked it. If you did, be sure to review, follow or favourite so I know you're enjoying it. I will see you next week. Bye, guys!