The Pure Heir

RICK MAN I DEMAND HIS HEAD NOW

"You there! Who are you? What family are you from? You disrespect my house! Where's my heir?!" Salazar yelled.

I tiredly stumbled down the stairs as I heard my great grandpapa's yelling.

"There she is. Katarina Kamenova Dobreva Slytherin come here this instant. Who are these insolent brats?!" Salazar demanded angrily.

"Great grandpapa must you start this so early. You know I was up late moving you in here while everyone slept." I moaned tiredly.

"Oh no missy. You are my heir you don't get to be an insolent brat too. Who is that boy right there?" Salazar asked as he pointed at an upper year.

"That's Miles Bletchley pa." I sighed.

I decided to just shorten it to pa because repeatedly saying great grandpa was too long.

"Bletchley? What's a Bletchley? You dare talk about your own kind that way when you aren't even from an important family either? You probably aren't even pure. It doesn't make you less of a wizard though. Just like the young witch you were just putting down. Muggles are hunting us son. We can't let them divide us. Muggleborn are a part of us. They aren't even muggleborn. There's no such thing. The magic was always there in the family. It probably got too polluted that it took a few generations to be clean again. So certainily not a mudblood. I don't want to hear any of you speak of your fellow witches or wizards like that again. Where is the head of this house? I'm so ashamed of all of you. HEAD OF SLYTHERIN GET OUT HERE NOW." Salazar shouted.

"What in Salazar is going on down here?" Snape bellowed as he came down the stairs with his robe billowing in his typical dramatic fashion.

"Yes, I am Salazar. Are you the Head of my House?" Salazar inquired.

"Bloody hell. How did-where did-who-Dobreva this was your doing, wasn't it?" Snape sighed.

"Speak to my heir with respect young man." Salazar said.

"Yep, Rick Man. It was me. I found his secret office and brought his portrait to light." I grinned more awake now.

"What appears to be the problem Slytherin sir?" Snape asked as he rubbed his face in pure unadulterated stress.

"What is with this mud blood business? How are you allowing this? We do not speak about our own witches and wizards this way. We're supposed to stand together." Salazar preached.

"There belief has been this way for much longer than I've been alive sir. They got it from you." Snape professed.

"I don't believe they did. I never once called a muggleborn a mudblood. Not once. I protected them. I came together with Godric, Rowenna, and Helga to create this school to protect them for Merlin's sake. Who ever is saying they got it from me did not. They twisted things to suit their belief. A pureblood likely when the first squib in their polluted bloodline was born. If you keep sleeping with your family then you're only weakening your magic and polluting your blood line. Even muggles know this! Absolute foolish madness to believe a muggleborn is someone that stole magic. Something not even concious in a muggle's womb is just there with the mental compacity to steal magic? Or is it when they were born? Do you honestly believe a baby had the mental compacity to steal magic? You know you're having flares of magic as young as five so again is that when they had the mental compacity to steal it? Do you see how stupid that is? How stupid you're being?" Salazar ranted.

All the ruckus had brought the entire house into the common room so all had heard this. I had the journal with me and allowed Tom into my mind to hear this himself. I could feel his embarrassment. I was so focused on all that was going on I didn't even realize Reggie was standing behind me with his arms wrapped around my middle.

"You! YOU, YOUNG MAN. Who gave you right to touch my heir? Rick man I demand that boy's head on a pike!" Salazar roared.

"Slytherin Sir I uh can't do that to a student. Also, my name is Professor Severus Snape sir. Not Rick Man. That's a name your heir came up with on her own to call me and I've been unable to shake it." Snape explained.

"I don't see why you can't mount his head on a pike. I gave you the authority to do so." Salazar said.

I see where our family gets it's blood thirsty needs from, Tom mused.

I snorted at Tom while trying to remove Reggie's hands from around my waist. He seemed rather unruffled by Salazar's requests.

"Regulus Arcturus Black if you don't remove your hands immediately you will lose them." I hissed.

"You know your threats just make me more into you. Please don't stop." Reggie smirked.

I spun around and snaked my arms up around Reggie's neck and then snogged him good. His hold on me became lose in his shock and I smirked against his lips as I pushed him away and then jinxed him.

"KATARINA KAMENOVA DOBREVA SLYTHERIN COULD YOU NOT HAVE DONE THAT WITHOUT THE KISS? RICK MAN I DEMAND HIS HEAD NOW!" Salazar shouted.

"Dobreva what is it with your family line? My name is Severus Snape!" Snape exclaimed as he threw his hands up dramatically and stalked off.

"Rick Man where do you think you're going! I demand justice! JUSTICE! Bletchley I will forgive you for your earlier transgression if you give me his head!" Salazar commanded as Miles all but ran away.

"YOUNG MAN WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING! YOU ARE NOT DISMISSED!" Salazar shouted.

"Breakfast time, yeah?" I asked my friends as I ignored Reggie's very existence.

"Yes, please. The show was fun but I'm famished." Blaise said.

"Heir, I haven't dismissed you. I haven't dismissed any of you!" Salazar called out as we left.

"Our common room is going to be more entertaining from now on, isn't it?" Draco asked.

"Sure will be Captain Obvious." I teased.

Draco was shoved away from me by Reggie's shoulder as Reggie stepped up beside me and wrapped his arm around me.

"I enjoyed our morning snog. New morning tradition?" Reggie suggested.

"No." I said simply as I tried to shrug his arm off.

"Maybe he's the real Harry Potter? We've all heard the stories of how James chased his beloved Lily Pad. Reggie is behaving just like those stories." Pansy whispered to Daphne.

"Do no compare me to that fool. I learned from Sirius and so I'm super smooth. Not a fool. Also, it's Regulus to you." Reggie sniffed.

It wasn't long that we were seated at breakfast before Ron burst out for all to hear, "I WAS SLEEPING WITH A GROWN MAN?! WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE WASN'T A RAT?"

Laughter broke out over the Great Hall as Ron went from scandalized to traumatized.

"Poor kid." I whispered.

It was then owls swooped in with copies of the Quibbler and Daily Prophet. Soon the Great Hall was erupting in loud voices as the news of Peter Pettigrew being found guilty in the deaths of the muggles and Potters. I looked over at Harry to see how he was dealing only to see him jump up and stalk away. Luna was seated with us and I looked at her and she nodded in understanding. I knew she was the best to help sooth Harry. She has such a soothing, calm manner about her. Luna stood and left to go be there for the golden child. I looked back over at the Gryffindor table and caught Hermione's eyes who surprisingly gave me a grateful look. I smiled back at her before returning to the conversation at my table.

Soon the Great Hall was erupting about the portrait for Salazar having been founded and the things he's been preaching.

A/N: It's edited now! This is the last chapter for year 2. This summer and 3rd school year will be the last of the light hearted times. Things will start to getting real after 3rd yr. So enjoy the good times while you can. (I mean Kat and co will find ways to still have good times even in the darkest of times but times will still be dark).