You can find Part 1 over here.
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“This Sasuke, will he actually help
me?” Harry hissed at the purple snake around his neck.
The snake shifted, it's scales rubbing
against his skin. “He didn't understand you calling him Itachi, so
maybe. I haven't really heard anything much about him.”
The large grey snake that was coiled
loosely around Harry, hissed in laughter. “That's because there's
nothing to say about him. He doesn't summon us often and when he does
it's all business. Isn't that right, Acid-eyes?”
“Acid-eyes?” Harry repeated as he
looked at the yellow snake that Orochimaru had summoned. “That's
your name?”
Acid-eyes leaned her large head close
to Harry. “That's a name that humans don't know because they can't
can't say like we do. Not even Orochimaru, though he has been our
summoner long before I hatched.”
“I see,” Harry said, feeling
slightly awkward at having all snakes' attention focused on him.
“And that's why Orochimaru is going
to steal your speaking ability,” the grey snake said. “Even
Manda-sama will have to acknowledge this ability to speak like one of
us. No human has been able to do so before.”
“I didn't believe him,” the grey
snake, Stone-eater hissed. “But I wouldn't miss a chance to make
things difficult for high and mighty Kabuto.”
“He wants my ability to talk to you?
He won't get it,” Harry said, confident that as a rare magical
ability, Parseltongue couldn't just be taken from him.
“That's why he's going to have that
dumb Kabuto cut you open and take it,” Stone-eater hissed with open
distaste.
“We can't let that happen,” the
small purple snake around Harry's neck hissed with impatience. “We
should tell Manda-sama and he'll have to intervene.”
“Have to?” Acid-eyes hissed as she
raised her head high to loom over them. “Manda-sama follows the
laws of a summoning contract. He won't go against his own summoner,
especially his oldest and longest living one, for a stranger.”
“I'm not a stranger,” the purple
snake hissed.
“You might be the youngest of
Manda-sama's newest hatchlings. But you don't even have a name.”
Harry raised a hand to shield the small
snake around his neck.
But the purple snake reared up and
hissed over Harry's hand. “Fine, then I will protect him by
myself.”
Both of the larger snakes reared back
in surprise.
Harry interrupted. “Maybe I can talk
and...”
“No,” the purple snake hissed.
“Words won't work.”
“And either way, the time for words
has long passed,” Stone-eater said, his grey eyes fixed on the
humans. “It looks like you've used up all of Orochimaru's
patience.”
As though he knew what they were
talking about, Orochimaru stalked forward, his lips curled back in a
mocking smile and his gold slitted eyes narrowed in rage.
Harry mentally cursed himself for not
paying attention.
“Don't worry,” the purple snake
reassured him. “I won't let him get you.”
Harry didn't believe the small snake.
Not when the other two snakes- who were much larger than Harry- were
worried.
Harry still didn't believe it as he
knelt in the middle of a smouldering crater much later, after
surviving the most unbelievable battle of his life. Waving a bruised
and battered hand to magically disperse all the fumes and smoke
around him, Harry popped the bubble head charm around his head. As
Harry looked around at the carnage they had managed to wrought, he
swallowed, “Well, that happened.”
Sasuke turned to him, his dark and
leathery skin from the fight smoothing back to pale and unblemished
skin. “You can speak.” His blinked and fell forward in a
dead faint.
Harry groaned as he leaned forward just
in time for the other teen to fall onto his injured arms. “Why
couldn't you be closer to the ground if you were going to faint,
idiot.”
The little purple snake, covered with
soot, slithered back to Harry. “I can't detect any life from those
two. They're both definitely dead now after the scary stuff you
managed.”
Harry grimaced as he went over the few
healing spells he knew. “That, I didn't mean to do any of that.”
The snake climbed up his bare and
bruised arm. “If you hadn't changed Kabuto then I wouldn't have
been able to kill him. And then he would have killed you.”
Harry grimaced. “I don't understand
why this Sasuke helped me.”
“You're really lucky he didn't
understand you calling him Itachi. Every snake knows how much he
despises his brother,” the snake said, as though that explained
anything. “But I think he just took advantage of the situation to
kill Orochimaru.”
“Is he really dead” Harry asked,
his voice a hesitant whisper.
The snake shuddered against the skin of
Harry's neck. “I hope so. I didn't know he was so... I guess that's
why he was still Manda-sama's main summoner.”
“Could he turn into that snake form
because...”
“I don't know,” the snake replied.
“None of the others mentioned it. And Stone-eater looked so
surprised.”
“Is he going to be all right?”
Harry asked.
“Maybe,” the purple snake hissed
back. “It's a good thing he was summoned by Kabuto. He went back to
the summoning realm so maybe they can fix him.”
Harry looked down at the snake's singed
and cut scales. “You can't go back like that?”
“I wasn't summoned. I left the cave
to earn a name that would let me grow.”
“Earn a name?” Harry asked as he
cleaned the grime off of his skin.
“Names are a gift that need to be
earned,” the snake hissed as though quoting an old and crotchety
somebody with his hissing.
Harry snorted before he could help
himself but frowned as he got a closer look at the snake's scales,
“You're a lot more injured than you let on.”
The snake hissed. “Not like anything
can be done about it.”
Harry took the snake down from around
his neck and used a quick Episkey. “Better?”
The snake curled and slithered around
Harry's hands with open fascination. “You healed me.”
“You think I was hovering next to
this violent idiot for fun?” Harry asked, motioning to the
unconscious Sasuke. “He had some bad injuries on the inside.”
“Humans can heal up by themselves,
can't they?” the snake asked.
“I don't think Kabuto or Orochimaru
should count as normal humans,” Harry said with a frown.
The snake raised his head. “Neither
are you. You didn't even use any chakra in that fight.”
“How did things turn out this way? I
was going to Konoha but instead I get kidnapped and end up in the
middle of a ninja fight. And it's all because I saved you.” Harry
looked down at the snake. “I think if you had a name, it would
something like Trouble.”
“Trouble,” the purple snake hissed
with something like wonder. “That's a good name. I like it. It
feels right. To think that I would earn a name so early in my life.
None of the others got a name so young.”
Harry frowned. “Wait, I didn't...
what?”
“A name spoken to us in our tongue
means that we have earned a name.”
“I'm sure that means if another snake
spoke your name.”
“No, the law states, when a name is
spoken in our tongue. It doesn't say it has to be spoken by another
snake. Besides, I felt the power of getting a name welling up inside
me. Trouble's my name now,” Trouble hissed with delight.
Hedwig, who had thankfully left the
moment the battle started, returned with a loud hoot accompanied by
what seemed like a stampede of people.
“Orochimaru-sama!” One of the man
called out, almost hesitantly.
Harry and Trouble shared a look and
turned to the group of people who stopped well away from the crater.
Trouble slithered up until he was
around Harry's neck again.
“Orochimaru is dead,” Harry
declared as he stood in front of the unconscious Sasuke.
The man in front of the group, stared
between Harry's face and the snake around his neck, swallowed and
fell to one knee with a bow. “Nidaime-sama.”
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First a deer and now a snake named
“Trouble”, yeah, I'm going to need to make some more AUs with
different animals that I can give the same name to.
Polar
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