A/N: Guess whose back? Back again? Sooner than you'd expect I reckon. This is the prologue and first chapter for my story Harry Potter and the Slytherin. For those just tuning in it's a rewrite of my story Harry Potter and the Altered Fate only with Daphne Greengrass instead of Susan Bones. Expect this to be different than the other one. Least I hope so.

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**Harry Potter and the Slytherin**

Prologue

Harry Potter groaned as he opened his eyes. The light all around him was bright. He covered his eyes and fixed his glasses until he managed to get adjusted to the bright light. He stood up and looked around. He was somewhere familiar but he couldn't quite place a finger on it. Wherever he was, he was alone.

He wondered out loud, "Is this…."

"King's Cross Station. Only a lot nicer," came a feminine voice from behind him.

He spun around to see a woman with dark hair standing a few feet away from him. She didn't look anything special. She was just wearing jeans, a t-shirt, and a pair of black boots.

"Who are you? Are we…dead," asked Harry.

"To answer your 2nd question first…yes but no. Kind of. As for the first I am Death, at your service." With that she took a bow.

"Wow…you look different than I expected."

"Let me guess. Skeleton with a giant scythe and a dark foreboding cloak? I gave that up years ago. I only bring it out for costumes parties…or people who deserve to have the stuffing scared out of them," Death replied with a shrug and a smile.

"I don't suppose you could do that and scare the bejesus out of Draco Malfoy for me huh? It'd make for a great joke."

Death looked at him and grinned. "Ever the Marauder, just like your father."

"You knew my father?"

"I know everyone. I'm Death."

Harry looked at her nervously, "so um….what happens now?"

"Well that depends on you actually. What is the last thing you remember?"

Harry thought about it. The last thing he remembered was he was starting the final task of the triwizard cup. He and Cedric had made it to the cup by working together but when the grabbed hold of it they were taken to a graveyard where Cedric had been killed in a surprise ambush by Peter Pettigrew. Then he had been knocked out. He woke up tied to a gravestone and had unwillingly taken part in the resurrection of Lord Voldemort. After that he was released and made to duel Voldemort. He didn't remember anything after that.

"Did…did Voldemort…he..," Harry stammered.

"He killed you. Yes. As he expected too. However this is not the end for you my friend. There is still more for you to do and this time we're going to do it right. Show that bastard who is boss. He has evaded Death long enough and his penitence is due." She paused for a moment before she placed a smile on her face. "This time around we're going to give you some help though. Someone else who will remember this timeline as well. I think you'll know her already but I'll give you two a moment or two alone." With that Death snapped her fingers and there was a bright flash of light.

When Harry's vision cleared, there was a blonde woman in a green and silver Hogwarts' outfit. She had appeared facing away from him and she was looking around lost.

"King's Cross station...only cleaner. As far as where or when. I'm not sure. Just that I arrived here when I died."

The blonde spun around to face him and he found himself looking at none other than Daphne Greengrass, the Ice Queen of Slytherin. She crossed her arms and stared at him.

"Potter," she spat, "What kind of trick is this?"

"It's not a trick. I wish it was. Voldemort killed me...and I ended up here."

"Super," she replied sarcastically, "but why am I here?"

"It's simple my dear. I brought you here." A voice from between the pair answered. Turning to look at the nearest set of tracks, they saw a train that hadn't been there moments before. It was all black, a stark contrast to the hospital white of the normally grungy train station.

"Daphne meet Death. As in the Death. Death, Daphne." Harry introduced politely, even though Death already knew who the young woman was.

"Or Marion if you prefer," Death added, "I've always liked the name personally. To answer your question Miss Greengrass, you are here because I chose you to help Harry defeat Voldemort. You may not say it I know what lies in your heart. You don't believe in the pureblood nonsense that people like Tom Riddle spout. You believe that anyone can make a name for themselves."

Daphne blushed and stammered momentarily before regaining her composure, "So? What of it? It's not wrong to think!"

"You're absolutely right it's not. However, it will take someone as clever and deceptive as the Ice Queen of Slytherin to even have a chance at defeating Tom Riddle and along the way, who knows, maybe you will get a chance to finally express that. Neither one of you can complete their task alone, besides the pair of you are going to be the only ones who remember what happened this year. I am going to place the two of you back the summer before the Triwizard tournament. That should give the two of you time to bond and interact before the school year starts."

"That doesn't really explain anything," Daphne huffed.

Marion looked at her and smiled. "Well then just accept that I'm Death and I wanted too. Besides, I'm sure that things will be fine...unless you'd rather deal with Draco oppressing the Slytherin house for the next few years."

Daphne's face soured. "Draco Malfoy is an idiot and a crybaby. He whines to his father instead of taking care of things and letting HIS actions speak for themselves."

"At least we can agree on that much," Harry replied.

"Besides I'm sure the two of you don't know it yet but there was a marriage contract between the houses of Potter and Greengrass so it would have turned out like this in the end anyway…" Marion replied with a shrug.

"WHAT?" Harry and Daphne replied at the same time, turning and looking at each other and then back to Marion.

"No hexing way am I marrying the golden boy of Gryffindor," exclaimed Daphne.

"Technically you will have too or lose access to your magic on your 18th birthday. It's not Harry's fault, nor is it yours. If you wanna blame anyone, technically your great grandparents would be to blame since they are the ones who set it up. You two just happen to be the first generation that lines up to the terms outlined in the agreement."

"So our great grandparents set this up without any idea who this would affect or even IF it would affect anyone at all," Harry asked

"Pretty much. They were just hoping for a Potter-Greengrass union that would strengthen both houses. I figured who better to help you than your future wife. Gringotts would have informed you of this when you turned 16. I figured I would inform you now to give you both time to come to terms with it, especially with the task of defeating Tom Riddle before you."

Harry and Daphne looked at each other. Harry stood nervously waiting while Daphne stood with her arms crossed and appeared to be fuming. Harry turned to Marion and grinned mischievously. "So you want us to go back and try again because I failed last time and there won't be another chance correct?"

Marion looked at him and raised an eyebrow. "Correct."

"So is it possible that we could...make a few small changes before we restart this?"

"It's...possible. What do you have in mind?"

"I want Sirius' name cleared so that I can live with him instead of the Dursley's."

Marion nodded in agreement. "That I am most happy to do. Those muggles were awful, barely human if you ask me. When their day comes I guarantee you they are getting the cloaked skeleton and scythe appearance...if I haven't dreamed up something worse."

"Are these muggles really that bad? I mean...at least you have a home right?" Daphne interrupted "Besides, why would you want to live with a criminal?"

Harry looked at her angrily but before he could say anything Marion spoke to him softly. "She doesn't know Harry…do you want to show her?" Harry looked at Marion and then to Daphne and then back. He took a deep breath and nodded. "How much do you want her to see?"

"If she is going to help and we truly are meant to be married, then show her everything. I will hold no secrets from her." Harry said staring at Daphne. It wasn't a mean look, but rather one of someone who truly wanted her to understand him.

"Everything? Are you sure? Once she knows everything there's no going back. She's going to see all the good. All the bad. All your triumphs and your failures. Everything."

"Do it."

Marion sighed and hoped she had made the right call. With another snap of her fingers a crystal ball on a pedestal. Harry walked over and stood across from her and Marion stood to the side. "All she has to do is place her hand on the orb and she will re-live everything as you did."

Harry looked at Daphne. His emerald eyes met her icy blue ones. "This is everything you could ever want to know about the Boy-Who-Lived. This is my entire life. There is plenty in there that you could use to destroy me. This is every interaction I've ever had with Draco. Every time I've gone up against Voldemort and probably ending in my death during the Tri-Wizard Cup. I am placing my trust and faith in you, what you do with it is up to you."

Daphne looked at Harry and for once, she felt nervous. He had laid his entire hand on the table for her to see, quite literally. She looked at the orb nervously and back to him. "Are...you sure this is what you want Potter?" Harry nodded. As she reached out to touch the orb she noticed her hand was shaking. After what seemed like an eternity her hand met the orb and Harry's life flashed before her eyes. Her knees weakened as tears streamed down her face against her will. She turned away from him so he wouldn't see her cry as she sank to the floor. He walked over and knelt down behind her, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder without saying a word. Eventually she stopped and was quiet for a few minutes.

"I...I'm sorry. That was too much...I just…" Before he could finish his sentence, she had turned around and hugged him.

"I'm sorry," she whispered. "There was so much I never knew."

He returned the hug. "It's ok. We...were from two different worlds. The animosity between Slytherin and Gryffindor didn't help much either." Harry stood and helped Daphne to her feet.

Daphne had turned to Marion. "I want to show him too. It's only fair."

Harry interrupted, "It's not about what's fair. It's about what you want. What you're comfortable sharing."

Marion looked at the two before speaking. "He's right. I can tailor it to show him as much or as little of your life as you want."

"Everything." Daphne repeated, the look of seriousness returning to her face.

"As you wish. All he has to do is touch the orb. Same as you." Marion replied. Inside she was deeply impressed with the commitment of the two. She had made up the whole marriage contract thing in hopes they would get along better but seeing as how they had taken to it she would have to legit write it in when she rebooted time.

"This is everything. Same as you gave me. Try not to judge me too harshly when you see some of it. You will find that there is much you didn't know." She took a deep breath. She had never been this honest with someone. In fact, the only other person who came close to knowing this much about her was her best friend Tracey Davis. Still there were some things she hadn't even told Tracey, like the fact that Draco and his goons had snuck into her room last year and nearly had their way with her. Something she had nightmares about since it happened. Since then she had placed all sorts of magical enchantments, runes and charms on her door to prevent anything like that from ever happening again.

Harry reached out to touch the orb, just as nervous as she had been. He closed his eyes and touched the orb. The entire life of Daphne Greengrass flashed before his entire life. He learned everything there was to know about the Queen of Slytherin, including Draco's transgression the last time around. His eyes glowed with pure anger as he opened them. A completely different reaction then the one Daphne had.

"I swear to Merlin, I'm going to hex his bollocks off," Harry growled.

Daphne was surprised by his reaction. Nobody had really ever given a shit about her before. In fact, most stayed away due to her reputation but even from where she stood she felt the rage within his magic and his aura starting to flare. She would have time to be embarrassed later but for now she had to do something.

"There is plenty of time to deal with Draco later. For now, we need to worry about surviving the next go around...and our future, if that is to be the case," the young blonde woman told him.

He looked at her for a moment before taking a deep breath and walking over to hug her. He embraced her tightly. "It won't happen again," he whispered. He took a deep breath and realized she smelled like a mix of vanilla and sandalwood, a scent which seemed to relax him surprisingly. She blushed at his words and nodded quietly.

"Well, now that you two have that figured out I think that it is time I told you a few things," Marion began. With that she went through the prophecy between Harry and Lord Voldemort before explaining Horcruxes, what they were, how to find them and how to destroy them. "You now know how to defeat Voldemort. With that knowledge, go and bring forth a better future for all of mankind and send me Tom Riddle." With a snap of her fingers the world flashed brightly once again…

Daphne Greengrass found herself waking up in her bedroom at Greengrass manor while Harry found himself waking up in Privet Drive to an owl tapping on his window.

1

Harry fetched his glasses from off his side table before crawling out of bed and opening the window. The delivery owl dropped off the Daily Prophet and waited for his knut. Harry fetched the knut and offered the owl some treats which it graciously took. The delivery owl turned and looked at Hedwig before hooting and taking off. Harry closed the window and unrolled the newspaper. What he read made him smile giddily before letting out a cry of joy.

The front page headline read Sirius Black Cleared of All Charges. There was a picture of Sirius and the head of the DMLE, Amelia Bones, on the front cover. Sirius was all cleaned up and looking sharp in the picture. Harry scanned through the article before a note fell out from inside. When Harry picked it up he couldn't help but holler in excitement. The note read Pack your bags. ~Sirius.

With the excitement and adrenaline rushing through his veins Harry pulled up the floorboards he used to hide a lot of his stuff and put it all on the bed, not even caring that his uncle was lumbering up the stairs after all the noise.

Vernon Dursley unlocked the door to find the boy with his school trunk on his bed, throwing things into it. "What do you think you're doing boy," Vernon growled.

"Packing," Harry replied excitedly, not even stopping to look at his uncle as he ran around and began throwing what little he had into his trunk.

"Packing? Where do you think you're going exactly," the walrus man asked.

"To live with my godfather where I'll never have to see any of you ever again. You should be happy!"

Vernon's face turned red at the arrogance of the boy with his back to him. "SAYS WHO?"

Before Harry could respond the doorbell rang. "You may wanna get the door."

Vernon turned and huffed back down the stairs noisily as Harry's pace quickened. Everything was packed in his trunk. His broom was ready to go on his bed. Hedwig was in her cage and looking around at his excitement. The front door had shut and Vernon Dursley started back up the stairs, not used to so much walking. He was huffing by the time he got to the top stairs but he wanted to see the look on the boy's face when he found it that it was just one of the neighbor kids selling girl scout cookies and not his savior. However when Vernon reached the room, the boy and all his stuff were gone. Just disappeared without a trace. Vernon shrugged and headed downstairs for a nice relaxing Saturday...or so he hoped.

Meanwhile Harry had appeared at the DMLE and his stuff had been sent somewhere else. There in front of him stood a shaggy man with a grin.

"SIRIUS!" Harry ran over and hugged his godfather.

"Surprised?" Sirius asked. "I wanted to avoid making a scene so I just sent Dobby to pick you up. He took your stuff home as well but first we have an important meeting to get to."

An hour later the pair came out of the DMLE smiling. It would have taken less time but Sirius insisted on continuing to flirt with Amelia Bones, an old flame of his. The pair seemed to hit it off quite marvelously as if they had never been apart but alas as the head of the DMLE, Amelia Bones had meetings and other tasks to get to but promised Sirius she would stop by later. However, Harry and Sirius had some official celebrating to do first. Sirius was officially his guardian, as Harry's parents had originally wanted. In fact it had even said so in their will but at the time Sirius had been put into Azkaban without a trial making him ineligible for the job.

"Shall we head home? Get you acquainted?" Sirius asked.

"Sure thing. Do you think Madam Bones is really coming over later," Harry asked.

"Knowing my Amy I have no doubt of it. We have a lot of catching up to do," Sirius replied with a wink. "Good thing I've been having Kreacher and Dobby help me clean the house up since I got out. Why? Was there someone you wanted over as well?" Harry nodded. "Wait...is it a girl? Is she your girlfriend?" Sirius asked with a grin.

"Future wife if I'm to believe what I'm told," Harry replied seriously. "Did my dad ever mention a marriage contract, involving House Potter?"

Sirius thought about it as they reached the fireplaces. "Not that I recall but I can see about doing some digging. Our best bet would be to head down to Gringotts."

With a quick floo they found themselves standing in the redecorated living room of #12 Grimmauld Place, better known as home. It was newly remodeled but it was a bachelor pad nonetheless. As soon as they stepped out Dobby appeared.

"Dobby be happy to see Master Harry Potter sir again he is!"

"It's good to see you too Dobby," Harry replied at the sight of a familiar face. "If you too will excuse me a minute I'd like to make a floo call and extend an invitation for dinner this evening."

Sirius nodded, "that's my pup." He and Dobby walked into the kitchen where Dobby began making them a light lunch before he started planning a welcoming feast

Harry knelt down and stuck his head by the fireplace.

"Greengrass residence," answered the older male voice on the other side.

"Can I speak with Daphne please?"

"May I ask who's flooing?"

"Yes. You can tell her it's Harry."

"One moment please." The fireplace went dead for a minute before a familiar face appeared.

"Potter? Is that you," she asked.

"What? You were expecting Harry, prince of Wales," he asked with a grin.

"Tell me you remember Marion…"

"The girl from the Robin Hood stories?"

"Potter," she said seriously.

"Alright. Alright I surrender. Yes...I remember...everything," he said.

"Is that why you floo'd?"

"Well...that….and I wanted to invite you over for dinner. Sirius has been found innocent and I'm living with him now. He's reconnecting with an old girlfriend this evening and I thought perhaps we could make a date of it," Harry answered honestly.

"I'm happy for you Harry but I must say it's a bit presumptuous of you to floo and ask. I would have never thought you had it in you. I mean what if I hadn't remembered and the whole thing had been a dream?"

"Then I'd have been The-Boy-Who-Got-Shot-Down instead." He gave her the famous Potter grin which caused her to smile.

"What time?"

"Five?"

"Sounds good. I'll see you then...but you better not think of trying anything!"

"I'll be the perfect gentleman."

"You'd better or you'll regret it." With that Daphne ended the call.

"I really think she means it pup," Sirius said leaning against the door frame to the kitchen.

"Sirius! How long were you standing there?"

"Long enough. I mean...I am a marauder after all. As are you. Now let's eat lunch, then I'll give you a quick tour and then we better find something nice to wear this evening."

Several hours later both men were dressed nicely and were sitting in chairs by the fireplace when the floo chimed incoming. Both men rose to their feet, a rose in hand, to greet whomever may be first through the floo. Seconds later, Amelia Bones stepped out of the fireplace looking quite different from her normal business attire. She had stopped home to change, with the intention of knocking Sirius off his feet, which she succeeded at as Sirius was left with his jaw on the floor as she entered.

"My, I have not one but two handsome gentlemen waiting for me. I must say that is a first," Amelia said with a smile, waiting for Sirius to catch up.

"It's a pleasure to see you again Lady Bones," Harry replied, elbowing his Dogfather in the ribs. Sirius let out an "OOF!" as he shot a look at Harry before turning back to Amelia.

"You look amazing Amy," he stated, stepping forward and handing her the rose.

Amelia blushed and took the rose. "Always the gentleman." She then turned to Harry. "You can call me Amelia, or Amy if you prefer."

Before Harry could respond the floo chimed again. Amelia stepped next to Sirius as a young woman with long blonde hair in a green and silver dress stepped out of the fireplace. This time it was Harry's turn to be floored as he nervously stepped forward and handed her the rose. "You look beautiful."

Daphne took the rose and smiled. "You clean up pretty well yourself."

Harry grinned from ear to ear as he stepped back to introduce the others. "Daphne Greengrass, may I present my godfather, Sirius Black and Lady Amelia Bones. Sirius, Amy, this is Daphne."

Sirius went to say something but was quickly interrupted by Amelia and judging from the look on the former's face it was probably for the better. "It's a pleasure to meet you Daphne."

"And you as well Lady Bones."

"Please call me Amy."

"Very well." Daphne turned to Sirius, "it's good to see you as well Lord Black. Harry had told me of the injustice done to you and I'm glad to see your release. Harry seems much happier here."

Sirius grinned mischievously. "The important part is that we're all together now and we can make up for lost time. Besides, I'd like to get to know my godson's future wife."

Amelia looked at Sirius and then to Daphne and Harry. Daphne was staring at Harry in a mix of annoyance and disbelief. Harry. Harry was turning red causing Sirius to laugh.

"Come on we can discuss it over dinner," Sirius added, with a chuckle as he took Amelia's arm and headed toward the kitchen. Harry offered his arm to Daphne who took it begrudgingly as the followed Sirius and Amy into the kitchen.