Cosmic Resinance

~September 1st, London~ 

“Prepared?” asked Sidhe, looking down at their charge as they approached Kings Cross and brushing his hair out of his eyes as he read. 

“Yes, I only question as to why I need to go by train when we can travel the Threads.” Harry asked, looking to his Guardians with an unimpressed flat expression. 

“Because it's good for socializing which you should do.” Fae responded with an equally flat look at their child, “Also, it could be the place to make your first Hogwarts friends.” she continued with a grin. 

“As long as he keeps up his manners and lessons that is. I really do not approve of these lax expectations some mortals have taken up in the last century or so.” Sidhe added with a sneer to a gaggle of gingers screaming about non-magicals with that stupid name, and amid hundreds of them no less, “I assume, Madam, you are aware of your Statute of Secrecy, yes?” she continued as they stepped up to the entrance to the platform. 

“Of course, I know about the Statute.” the apparent matriarch of the gingers answered scandalized at the assumption. 

“Then you should know how to abide by it. Really yelling that stupid name for non-magical mortals while being surrounded by them. Especially as you clearly have children older than first year and already know where to go.” Sidhe cut off any more replied eyeing the many children with the woman before turning to Harry, “Through the barrier, Foal, we haven’t all day and we want you to be able to find a good compartment.” Resulting in Harry running full tilt into the barrier followed by Limbo after Sidhe gave the matriarch one more scathing look. 

“Impressive, go on now, Foal, we’ll see you soon and you know what to do if you need us sooner.” Fae said as she hugged Harry and nudged him to the train while Sidhe gave him an encouraging grin and pat on the shoulder. 

“Of course, I will see you for the Mabon or Samhain whichever makes the paths easier.” Harry said, giving them both a brief bow before heading for the train and finding an empty compartment to unshrink his trunk in the rack, removing his familiar from her pocket in his robes so she could lay in the sunspot on the bench. Hearing a knock at the door as he sat down, “Fair meet,” he said as a boy with white hair and two rather bulky children stood on the other side of the door. 

“Fair meet,” started the blonde, “I am Heir Draco Malfoy, these are Crabb and Goyal, may we sit?” 

“Fair meet, Heir Malfoy and company, I am Heir Harrison Slytherin and glad to make your acquaintance. Please do sit, my Patron Guardians will be glad of me finding a well breed socialization partner at any rate.” Harry replied waving to the bench opposite the one he had claimed. 

“Patron Guardians,” Malfoy said with a shocked look, “rare may I ask which of the Patron took you in?” he asked looking into the other worldly eyes he hadn’t noticed before but now realized that the metallic sheen of those touched by the Cosmos. 

“Yes, I was claimed as Foundling to Limbo and found favor of sorts from Father Death.” Harry said with a slight grin at the shock on the young Heirs face. 

“A worthy and caring Patron, I am sorry for what must have led to such a necessity.” Malfoy said with a nod, being aware of how that particular Eldritch Patron chose or perhaps found their Foundlings. 

“They are and I thank you for your sympathy it is unnecessary as I do not entirely remember the reason, they removed me the before yes, the during not so much. Though it has just occurred to me my Sidhe, the name Death aspect is using currently, knew a Malfoy Abraxas I believe might you be related?” 

“Yes, that's my grandfather.” Malfoy said quizzically. 

“Ah, how is he Sidhe hasn’t been able to contact him for a while and she was wondering if she was looking in the wrong place.” Harry said with a thoughtful frown, wondering if that was too much. 

“I see, if I understand the implication correctly, she is looking in the wrong place.” Malfoy said with a look of understanding and sadness, “He passed near the beginning of the summer.” 

“That would make sense I shall inform her later when I write to inform on my house.” Harry responded with a happy grin, perhaps he should also inform of his new friend as well. 

“Is that a Basilisk?” Malfoy suddenly asked looking toward the window. 

“Hm, oh yes this is my familiar Asha she was one of Salazar’s familiars' hatchlings the egg had been in a sort of stasis until I found it when I was five and the stasis dropped, and she bonded with me she hatched soon after. Limbo was very pleased as they had been waiting for a compatible mortal since she was entrusted to them. I have been debating on if I should take her to meet her mother since we will be in the same place now.” Harry said always more than happy to talk about his familiar. 

“So, we are safe then?” Malfoy asked, avoiding the snakes' eyes. 

“If you are not a threat to us, she is not a threat to you.” Harry said with a smirk at Malfoys care in where he looked, “Basilisk have a membrane much like an eye lid but clear that they can use to neutralize there gaze unless they are threatened and even then they can regulate the magic to their eyes to either kill you or just paralyze you. She is already shielding her eyes you can look at her without worry.” He continued running a finger down her head as Malfoy finally looked at the snake in awe. 

“She’s beautiful how would you see her mother though at the castle?” Malfoy asked carefully, reaching out to Asha. Grinning as he felt her tongue touch his fingers to scent him before she touched her nose to his hand with a hiss. 

“She says thank you and that you have good taste.” Harry said with a huff of a giggle at his familiar's vanity as they all got comfortable for a while. A few hours later the trolly lady passed and Harry got a bit of everything to share as a token of this new friendship he’s made. Only for a bushy haired witch to open the door. 

“Have any of you seen a Toad? A boy named Neville’s lost one.” She asked with an air of something, was this what Sidhe was talking about with lax manners and etiquette. 

“Fair meet, Miss, I would like to first ask if it is not a done thing in your household to knock? As according to my Patron Guardians manners maketh mortals and to barge in without is rude.” Harry asked with a raised brow imitating Sidhe when she was correcting him in lessons. 

“Of course, I know how to knock.” The girl started only for Harry to cut her off. 

“Then you should have, now might the boy you are helping be with you as it is easier to cast a locater of such a nature with the owner present.” Harry said with the same unimpressed look as the girl took on an offended look. 

“Yes, Neville I’ve found someone who thinks they can help.” she said to someone down the corridor. 

“Oh, hello, Godbrother, come in and we’ll find your familiar.” Harry said as he caught sight of a round dirty blonde walking up, “Fair meet, Heir Longbottom, I am Heir Harrison Slytherin, and these are Heir Draco Malfoy and his cohorts Crabb and Goyle. Might I have a strand of hair for the tracker?” He continued as the distraught boy sat at his insistence. 

“Fair meet, Godbrother, though I was unaware you held that particular heirship. Gran only ever mentioned the one from your father I must assume you are not using that one for a reason however.” Neville said as he plucked a single strand of hair and handed it to Harry. 

“Indeed, I don’t think anyone who would hear that one would be able to look past it. I do apologies miss I don’t believe we were properly introduced.” Harry said as he cast a hand over the hair, and it was replaced with a toad that Neville happily took possession of. 

“Hermione, Hermione Granger,” the girl said watching him, “what’s that spell you used you didn’t even use your wand or an enchantment?” she continued curiously. 

“I see might I assume, Ms. Granger, that you are a First Generation and or awakened then? Also, it wasn’t a spell it was a tracker very different energy conversion.” Harry answered watching her. 

“What’s are those terms and what do you mean it's not a spell it would have to be.” Granger said, getting defensive. 

“First Generation you come from a line completely devoid of magic and are the first Aunty Hekate has blessed with the gift or an Awakened who came from one or more Squib lines that has once more awakened the gift. I am a foundling of Patron Guardians therefore I learned different energy conversions than what would be used in spell craft. As spells use a conversion of energy from the elements or mana while what I did was a conversion of Cosmic energy which is very different than mana conversion.” Harry said with slight exasperation, if this is what Sidhe was talking about he now understood why she warned him about keeping up on his lessons. 

“Oh, Professor McGonagall, only said that I was a muggleborn. Is there a way to find out which it is?” She said confused as to why it wasn’t something she was told about. 

“One the terms muggle and muggleborn are the dumbest things I have ever heard and if Limbo heard you use them you would be forced to sit through a four-hour lecture as to why you should never use them. Second, and this should be common knowledge but perhaps my Patron has too much faith in mortals. As to how you could find out go to Gringotts and ask the Goblins for an inheritance test and they can check for any magical lines you may be connected to Limbo could also run a test of sorts but you would have to wait until Mabon at the earliest or Samhain depending on which is easier for them. If you have no magical ties, which is very rare in this day and age, you are a First Generation but if you do have them, you are an Awakened and would be able to, with this proof, be reintegrated into your magical family line. To be a reintegrated Awakened would also if you fall into this category give you extra protections in the Covens as you are of established blood, but each line has expectations you must live up to or in some cases overcome.” Harry started lecturing as Limbo taught him in lessons, the whole group sitting as he went, Hermione taking in every word eagerly as Malfoy sat with a curious look on his face. “Take for example if you were to have ties to the Black family expectations would be high as it is a very old line in the Covens, however many served the False Dark Lord in the last war so you would be seen as new blood that could bring honor back to the line after it was smeared and ran through the mud for their decisions. As a counter if you were tied to say the Potter’s you would have high expectations placed on you for, I’m sure, very obvious reasons.” Harry finished with a thoughtful look, trying to remember if there was anything else. 

“That’s why you're using Slytherin?” Neville said in comprehension, causing curious looks from the others. 

“Yes, do you have any questions, Ms. Granger?” Harry said, recentering himself. 

“What did you mean by the False Dark Lord?” Draco asked mildly askance. 

“Voldemort, stupid name and neither holder of the realm are impressed, was not a Dark Lord he was simply a dark witch hungry for power who grew a following he was not chosen by Dark Hekate did not bless him just as Light Hekate did not bless the False Light Lord Albus Dumbledore. But I digress that is mildly unimportant at present though on a perhaps similar note do any of you know Occlumency?” Harry suddenly asked seemingly out of nowhere. 

“Yes, most purebloods learn at least the basics before school.” Both Neville and Draco respond. 

“What is it?” Hermione asked, assuming that she wasn't expected to know based on that. 

“It is the defense of  Legilimency which is the art of entering one's mind Occlumency is the art of defending the mind from these attacks and they are attacks. The reason I ask is that both Voldemort and Dumbledore are skilled in Legilimency again the False Dark Lord not a problem the False Light Lord on the other hand is. He also has no care for students' privacy from what Limbo has heard if you are not skilled in the defense do not look him in the eye and by skilled, I mean if you could keep my brother Potions Master Severus Snape out do not look into his eyes. Severus will not use this skill on students as he does respect others and especially students' privacy within reason.”  Harry answered, looking from person to person. 

“That’s illegal,” Malfoy shouted shooting to his feet, “when my father hears about this.” 

“He will do nothing,” Harry said softly shaking his head, “he will do nothing because even though it is akin to mental rape there is no proof.” causing his new friend to drop to his seat stunned but also having to concede the point. 

“Wait your brother Severus Snape?” Malfoy finally processed that information. 

“Yes, he was one of Limbo’s Foundlings though there is as there often more to the story. But as by foundling bond we are brothers, I must remember to speak with him tonight. Limbo wanted me to let him know some things.” Harry trailed off, “Anyhow where there anymore questions?” 

“Why did you call him a witch if he was a wizard?” Hermione finally asked a question that had been bothering her a bit. 

“Because he was a witch just like I am just like you are just as Dumbledore is. Wizard was a term insisted upon by illiterate and uneducated children of non-magials who felt that ‘witch’ was emasculating. It’s stupid but many mortals are and those who are not witches are more so in many ways whilst not so in others. But if you were born with the gift, you are a witch.” Harry answered looking at her as if it was obvious, “I will defiantly be introducing you to my Patron at the sabbat and they will run the test. Before that we will do lessons and get you caught up on proper rules and etiquette Sidhe is very strict with such things.” Harry continued his eyes starting to squint in concentration as he finally looked closely at the uncategorized in front of him noticing so many things wrong already. 

“You’ll teach me?” Hermione asked suddenly looking so relieved, “You’ll really help me learn how to fit in?” 

“Yes, though with some of what I am currently noticing I cannot help you, not because I do not want to,” he hurried to reassure as he saw her start to slump, “it is only that it would not be appropriate. Heir Malfoy, might you know of any Ladies on the train that may be willing to assist a lost lamb?” Harry asked the message from a foundling especially Heir Slytherin’s variety very clear. 

“I do a moment if you please and I will be back with assistance. Also, please call me Draco we’re basically blood as your brother is my Godfather.” Draco said as he left the compartment. 

“Very good now while we wait let us go over a couple things first, I noticed you have fairly good posture, though it can sill improve do not worry to badly as I said it is good next and this is why I sent Draco for one of the ladies you as a witch should never simply leave your hair free there are many ways one with ill intent could use it against you, the skirt you are currently wearing is a bit short we can fix it with a simple enough charm, your nails could use some care , this is not a criticism, and you may want to find a hand cream you will like as it will protect your hands from cracking or damage of that sort. Ah, Fair meet, I am Heir Harrison Slytherin.” Harry broke off as Draco returned with a girl who looked their age with blond hair and a slight stature. 

“Fair meet, I am Heiress Daphne Greengrass, I was informed my help was requested.” she stated subtly, eyeing Hermione. 

“Yes, thank you for your assistance, I have discovered that it has fallen out of practice to test for Awakened and while we are unsure as to whether Ms. Granger,” Harry indicated to the brunet, “Is a First Generation or an Awakened I have offered to educate her as much as I can in the necessary etiquette and have my Patron Guardian check her possible ties come the sabbats, but as you can see she needs help that I an unrelated and unattached male witch can not provide. I was hoping to implore you to assist her.” Harry finished explaining with a slight bow. 

“And your Patron?” Greengrass asked not wanting to risk offense to her own family's goddess. 

“Limbo.” Harry said with a knowing grin. 

“Thats something else,” Hermione spoke up bringing everyone's attention to her, “Sorry to interrupt. But you keep mentioning a patron or patron guardian what is that or are those?” 

“I’ll help her,” Greengrass decided seeing the genuine want to learn in the girl, “I will explain while we fix you up. Gentlemen I will return her before we arrive, Ms. Granger come with me to the girls' compartment, and we will help and explain as we have little time and cannot do what needs done with boys in the room.” she finished escorting Hermione down the corridor a bit. 

“Draco, do you know why they would not have informed Hermione about the Gringotts testing?” Harry asked, still confused about that point. 

“Dumbledore,” Draco said with Neville nodding along as he watched Asha sleeping on the table, “thought it would cause to much divide to do such a thing and stopped the practice.” 

“It was right after Grindelwald that he stopped it officially, there was speculation that he never told first years that he visited for their introduction though.” Neville mentioned after a moment of thought, “According to Gran that's why so many pure blood lines have started dyeing out, well that and the last war, not enough new blood being reclaimed and stagnating the old to a dangerous extent.” 

“Or just the one.” Harry muttered to himself. 

“One?” 

“He visited Tom Riddle to give him his acceptance and introduce him to the Covens. But Riddle took five years to find out his ties to the disgraced and disowned line of Slytherin the Gaunts. This is why he thought he was heir he did not look further that the fact they descended from Salazar, but Salazar fully disowned the daughter they descended from as she went against the family when she eloped with Corvis Gaunt whom he was very much against his daughter marrying as the Gaunts where already traveling the road to disgrace even then. It is under this false assumption also that he gathered his army. Since he was using this assumption, it could also be assumed if he used the magic Limbo has assumed for his brand a true heir could lift it or take ownership depending.” Harry said seriously, “We don't like him.” he ended with a sneer. 

“Interesting I wander if Father knows.” Draco said slightly louder than entended, “I mean.” 

“It’s alright Draco, brother has a tattoo as well Limbo wants it gone its one of the things I’m supposed to talk to him about later. I would help Lord Malfoy as well, for a price.” Harry ended with a grin. 

“Of course, I will write him and let him know.” Draco said with a worried look to Neville. 

“It’s a badly kept non secret Draco, don't worry I wont say anything.” Neville said with an eye roll. 

“Gentlemen,” Greengrass's voice came from the other side of the door, “I come barring Hermione.” 

“Come in.” Harry said as the door opened to show a radiantly happy Hermione and a proud looking Greengrass, “You look lovely Ms. Granger.” he said, giving Greengrass a nod of thanks that she returned. “I’m sure you still have questions and we sill have a bit.” 

“How did you end up having a Patron Guardian, and who is it, and what are they in charge of? Also, call me Hermione all of you.” She rushed out. 

“The how is fuzzy, the who is the Eldritch entity/entities Limbo they are a true twin which means they are two but were born as one they can be one or two its a preference thing usually, and they are the Child/Children of Mother Life and Father Death they are the knifes edge between there parents they watch over those with wasting diseases or even those in comas. Basically, if you are in a state in between alive and dead and have a choice to make they will be the ones to watch over you.” Harry explained with a smile at her enthusiasm, “That is the easiest way to explain it at least.” 

“So do you follow them as your patron?” Hermione continued. 

“Yes and no, Limbo is not really one to be followed in that since though I do respect them the same as those who are, but I commit myself to Father Death as is the way of my line. This may or may not be one of those expectations you will follow or break depending on the line or house as some leave dedication as a personal choice and some view it as a way to strengthen the line through commitment. The Weasleys as a horrendous example of strength through dedication or a wonderful example of what happens when you turn on those you dedicate to were followers of Demeter and while they are still a fertile line through generations of dedication to her, they have lost all bounty outside of that from turning from that dedication. Now let us look to the Potter’s who are connected to the Peverell's some four or five generations back they like myself, dedicate them selves to Father Death this is a fruitful but dangerous dedication though in many ways and one substantial way we live only through the generosity and will of Father Death. We are strong as were they even if the last two generations did not dedicate and the last Lord indeed in many ways turned from their dedication, arguably why he lived so few years and Lady Fate marked them, the late Lady Potter however did dedicate to Father Death as the family she married to had done for many years, this is what allowed her sacrifice to protect the young Potter that night. For those houses that allow personal choice it is not so prolific a thing if one does not dedicate or turns on the dedication of another or even their own.” Harry said as an aside. 

“Most families fall in the first category these days.” Draco said as Harry stopped to think if there was any more. 

“Yes, its always been predominantly that way but I wanted to cover both.” Harry said with a nod. “As for Limbo while the how's specific to me are fuzzy they usually only take foundlings who were abandoned or that have meet them one too many times in the care of whoever is supposed to care for them. They have informed me that I am a mix of but that I was claimed due to the second.” 

“That’s awful!” Hermione exclaimed indignantly. 

“Yes, well I was to young to remember it and they refuse to tell me if I don’t remember on my own. We are here.” Harry said, standing with the rest as they left the train and went towards the half giant that was calling for the first years both the girls and boys forming around Hermione. 

“Do not argue with the decision made.” Harry told the group after disembarking the boats “You go where you need not where you want, do not argue.” he repeated seriously as they gave him an odd look. 

“We won’t Harrison.” They agreed after a moment, only to gasp when the ghost entered. “Frier, Sir Nicholas, you both know why Peeves is necessary now stop trying to scare students and get to the sorting.” 

“Well, I,” Sir Nicholas started before seeing the boys' eyes, “wait who is your Patron Guardian?” he asked carefully, stopping all the ghosts short. 

“Limbo, now off with you their nervous enough as is.” Harry said shooing them to the hall as McGonagall came back and had them start into the hall. 

"Oh, you may not think I'm pretty, 

But don't judge on what you see, 

I'll eat myself if you can find 

A smarter hat than me. 

You can keep your bowlers black, 

Your top hats sleek and tall, 

For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat 

And I can cap them all. 

There's nothing hidden in your head 

The Sorting Hat can't see, 

So, try me on and I will tell you 

Where you ought to be. 

You might belong in Gryffindor, 

Where dwell the brave at heart, 

Their daring, nerve, and chivalry 

Set Gryffindors apart; 

You might belong in Hufflepuff, 

Where they are just and loyal, 

Those patient Hufflepuffs are true 

And unafraid of toil; 

Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw, 

if you've a ready mind, 

Where those of wit and learning, 

Will always find their kind; 

Or perhaps in Slytherin 

You'll make your real friends, 

Those cunning folks use any means 

To achieve their ends.  

So put me on! Don't be afraid! 

And don't get in a flap! 

You're in safe hands (though I have none) 

For I'm a Thinking Cap!" 

“Abbot, Hannah,” McGonagall started after the applause ended. 

“Hufflepuff!” The hat yelled as the girls' robes changed to Helga’s colors and she went to her table, and it continued until, “Crabb, Vincent,” was called, “Slytherin!” and the process repeated once more until “Goyle, Gregory” “Slytherin!” “Granger, Hermione” and then something changed 30 seconds a minute two minutes “Slytherin!” the hat shouted to a silent hall until Crabb and Goyle started clapping along with Draco and Daphne. 

The sorting continued “Greengrass, Daphne,” “Slytherin!” “Longbottom, Neville,” “Hufflepuff!” Neville went to his new house table with a shellshocked but bright smile on his face, “Malfoy, Draco” “Slytherin!” the hat called before even touching his head, he started to the table with a smirk only to wonder at the look Harrison gave him, “Parkinson, Pansy,” “Slytherin!” and so it went with increasingly worried looks from Dumbledore as no Potter was called ‘Thank you, Lady Hekate.’ Harry thought to himself with a smirk, until “Slytherin, Harrison,” Oh, oh, the look of shock and sick panic on Dumbledore’s face as he blanched. 

Harry just smirked as he sauntered up to the stool, “Hello, Gaius, please.” he said with an Eldritch grin. 

“Slytherin! May Hekate have mercy on you all, good day young Heir.” the hat declared with an air of amusement as the boy didn’t even continue up the dais steps and simply bowed and stalked over to his house table an elegant chair appearing at the head that he perched on regally waving to Professor McGonagall to continue the sorting. It finally ended with Weasley going where Weasley’s go. 

Albus stood to say something or other that he ignored instead requesting the food be brought ending whatever nonsense the senile idiot had to say as he began making his plate the whole of Slytherin waiting for him to finish and start his meal before starting to fill their own plate as was proper. Even Hermione stuck to following the house example and silently questioning her neighbor Daphne for the reason and nodding seriously at the answer. 

At the head table the reactions were mixed Albus was trying to plan and figure out how the boy existed and how to get him under his control, not to mention him interrupting what he had to say. Severus was finding it both amusing and curious though he had seen a brief glimpse of the boys' eyes he either had a new cousin (Unlikely) or sibling (Far more likely) and he would have to have a word with him as soon as he could. After all, if it was a cousin he would need to be warned about the old fool and if a sibling he already knew but would have news no doubt about Limbo. 

And after more inane bull shit from Albus that Harry also ignored surveying his castle there was much to be done. He would include it in his letter to Limbo Sidhe would be proud of Slytherin, intrigued by Ravenclaw (especially since the House Head was a Half Goblin, oh she would be pleased), indulgent of the Hufflepuffs, and eat the Gryffindors alive. Oh, how he cringed at their behavior Sidhe would be appalled Fae may even have words. He rose and the rest of the house followed, looking halfway down the table at a fifth year with a badge he nodded and the whole house left as one. 

Defiantly a sibling Severus thought as he watched the interactions or lack thereof that was Sidhe’s tutelage if he ever was put through it. (He was, rigorously) And they were leaving time to meet the little brother. 

~Slytherin Common~ 

“Fair meet, I am Heir Harrison Slytherin, Heir to The Druidic Clan of Slytherin, The Druidic Clan of Gryffindor, The Druidic Clan of Ravenclaw, The Druidic Clan of Hufflepuff, The Druidic Clan of Emrys, Imperial Line of LeFay, Most Ancient and Most Noble House of Potter, and Most Ancient and Noble House of Black.” Harry said as soon as everyone was inside and looking at him, “Yes, yes, Potter, I was Harry Potter before I was claimed as Limbo Foundling. May that name die as the dedication traitor who gave it to me. Luckly Mother Lily had taken the traditional dedication of the line to Father Death which saved me that night. Now as he is here, I shall hand the floor to my brother Potions Master Severus Snape.” He finished with a respectful bow to the older foundling. 

“Fair meet, it is good to have you Brother we shall speak after this. Now we are Slytherin House, some more than others,” He said with a grin at Harry, “but as Slytherins there are rules as the rest of the school condemn us for the actions of others, Rule One Your House is your family. Family stands together. Rule Two. The common room does not belong to YOU. It belongs to everyone. Keep it neat. Rule Three. Arguments with another Slytherin are only permitted in Slytherin House. Rule Four. Study time is QUIET time and is mandatory. You will receive schedules on a weekly basis.” Harry saw an awed and excited look light up Hermione’s face, “Rule Five. NO ONE is allowed to skip House meetings. House Meetings are almost always scheduled. Rule Six. The Hogwarts House Elfs are not your servants. Keeping your dorm rooms and the common room clean is your responsibility. Rule Eight. Dorm inspections once a month. These are NOT scheduled. You are forewarned. Rule Nine. All meals are mandatory. No sweets in your dorms. No sweets after 8pm. Those taking a Nutrition Potion will come to me or Madame Pomfrey once a week. Rule Ten. Bedtimes: First years – 9pm Second through Fourth years – 10pm Fifth through Sixth years – 11pm Seventh years – Midnight Rule Eleven. Your House is your family. Family stands together. These are the rules I expect everyone in Slytherin to follow; to the letter. They are, however, not the only rules. You will discover in your seven years here that I will give you further guidelines and rules that you can take past the walls of Hogwarts. Finally, never forget the Secret of Slytherin: Plan in ways a Ravenclaw finds sound, Blend like a Hufflepuff into the background, as for the Gryffindor, learn from their mistakes, and be ready to react, Slytherin, swift as a snake.” Severus finished with a hard look over the first years, “Also, Ms. Granger, I assume from your general appearance that you already have either the knowledge or a tutor on what is expected here.” 

“Yes, Potion Master Snape, Heir Slytherin and the first year Heiress’ and ladies have taken me under their wings until I can be tested for the possibility of an awakening.” Hermione said with a small curtsy. 

“Professor is fine, and I am glad to hear that, if you require further assistance that they cannot provide, and the upper years cannot help with come to me and we will find a solution. Now off with you all, Brother please join me in my office.” Severus said as he turned to a door at the side of the common. 

“Yes, Brother, Limbo sends her regard, and we cannot tell Death Aspect about Gryffindor.” Harry said following Snape out, causing him to snort. 

“She would kill them all, now tell me how, why, and what. Or at least what you can.” 

“Of course, how is fuzzy and it is Limbo,” this got a nod from Snape knowing that if one did not remember Limbo would not tell, “why is apparently a mix of both, and what I’m afraid will need clarification” 

“So, the fool lied, why am I not surprised, as for what let us start with the wriggling which I assume is your familiar and then touch on any plans you currently have in the works.” Severus said with a tired sigh. 

“Yes, of course he did, he is and always has been a lying Lier who lies. As to the others, yes Asha is my familiar, she is the last hatchling of Salazars familiar and quite well behaved. As far as plans go, I will be returning Uncle Flamel’s stone and getting two of my three possessions that are currently not in my possession. Though that last might take longer but needs must. Oh, also when do preparations begin for Mabon?” Harry asked, having forgotten to ask someone earlier, it was in a few weeks after all. 

“They do not, Hogwarts only celebrates Halloween, Christmas, and Easter.” Severus replied not in the least surprised his brother was Pagen as he was raised by Limbo, what he was not expecting was the response. 

“The fuck are those?” Harry asked with absolute confused disgust Limbo didn’t say anything about those. 

“Non-magical holidays based on the Christian calendar and beliefs.” Severus answered wondering if only for half a second how the child didn’t know this. 

“What happened to the sabbats why are we celebrating the traditions of the witch killers.” Harry asked appalled. 

“So, am I safe in assuming Limbo did not cover them?” Severus asked, not surprised at all they did not. 

“I’m a witch,” Harry said blinking at his brother blankly, “these are the doing of the witch killers. Why would I learn them?” 

“Indeed, but Dumbledore and the Ministry have banned them as Dark and dangerous. The Sabbats therefore are illegal.” Severus informed waiting for the reaction. 

“Well, they will not prevent me from practicing Witch Practice on my land Witch Land by trying to enforce the practice of the witch killers. If they try to arrest me, I welcome it Limbo is Regency to all my foundling seats which includes Brothers Salazar and Godric as well as Sisters Helga and Rowena. Not to mention the Imperial House of LeFay, we will win, and the ban will be overturned.” Harry replied disgusted but with a challenge in his eyes above an Eldritch grin. 

“Yes, yes we would, have they let you at Great Uncle’s brew yet?” Severus asked, wondering if he could offer a drink. 

“No, not until Samhain, but thank you for the offer. I should head to bed though as I have classes tomorrow.” Harry said standing to leave. 

“Of course, Brother, I will see you in the morning.” Severus said with a nod.