Thomas Dumbledore
A.N: dun't own Harry or anythin'
"Gosh..." an eleven year old boy muttered staring numbly out of a window of a train. A train taking him to a wizarding school...called Hogwarts. The boy shifted both nervously and excitedly when he heard that it would take about thirty more minutes to reach there. He sighed pushing his sweaty dark bangs from his bright blue eyes. Hagrid should be there waiting for me..the boy thought arousing more excitement. BOOM!
"What the-"
"Hey, what happened?!"
"Is anyone hurt?"
Concerned voices swept through the air. The boy looked to see what had happened. He spotted a boy sprawled across, flat faced on the floor.
"Oh, it's nothing just tripped ..." a tall gangly boy smiled weakly helping himelf up from the floor. "Hehehe.. I'm such a klutz..."
The clumsy boy patting down his messy dirty-blonde hair, grinned as everyone turned back to their own businesses. "Uh..mind if I sit here...there's no room-"
"Sure..uh..okay" the boy moved just a bit to get the other to sit down.
"Thanks"
"No problem."
The gangly boy twidled his thumbs nervously and spoke, "I'm kinda nervous 'bout Hogwarts...aren't you?"
"Yea...I guess.."
The gangly boy faced the boy who looked as if the window was the most interesting thing to stare at in the world. "Hi...my name's Jay...Jay Sikem" the boy named Jay intoduced.
"I'm Thomas..Tom," Tom looked away from the window. "Gosh...you must've hit the ground pretty hard..you got a bruise right there" Tom pointed to his right side of the jaw.
"Yea.." Jay rubbed his eyes."..well, I'm really excited, my dad's a Quidditch player, you know, for England, he's got a Nimbus, I can't wait to start playing Quidditch!"
"I know..your dad's Greg Sikem right? He's pretty good...you know-"
While they were talking, the train sped up passing by fields, herds of cows and barns.
" I heard that Harry Potter is in the next compartment..let's go and see him" Jay blurted out after the moment of silence.
"Really? Well..I don't know...he probably think of us as little first year idiots staring at his head." Tom muttered. His eyes drooped. Okay he had to admit it he was bored.
"C'mon Tom....we might actually become friends with him! I mean-"
"Fine! Fine!" Tom grumpily nodded at the empty seat where Jay had been.
"Hey Jay! Wait up!"
Tom had heard alot of stories of Harry Potter from his father when he was young...he had been his idol ever since Tom had heard that Harry had beaten the Dark Lord. Jay waited patiently.
They both slid the compartment door shut behind them.
Tom blinked.
"Er...I reckon we're in the wrong compartment.." Jay coughed, stopping Tom.
Indeed, it have seemed that they were in the wrong compartment. A tall handsome blonde man noticing their arrival, pushed himself past his crowd of howling fans ("Now, now, girls, I will give you my autographs soon...")
"c'mon lets go!" Jay forced a smile at the smiling tall man and turned back to Tom with a look of disbelief. Before anyone could react, the man quickly stepped towards them and grabbed Toms hands shaking them up and down. Poor Tom who was very shaken from the sudden movement, he almost fell backwards. "Welcome, welcome," the blonde man grinned his sparkling toothy grin. "first years I suppose? Lucky, lucky! You'll have a wonderful year with me- oh do you boys want my autograph?!"
"Uh...who are you ...mister?" said Jay hesitantly
The man stared at Jay blankly. He then cleared his throat and spoke; "I AM PROFESSOR LOCKHART, MASTER OF THE DEFENSE AGAINST THE DARK ARTS!" bellowed Professor Lockhart.
"Boys, boys it's a pity that you've never even heard of me! You boys should read more often!" the professor muttered shaking his head.
"Ah..I should've known..." Tom remembered the books of which this...professor wrote.
"Well now, boys, I'll see you at Hogwarts??" Professor Lockhart waved while walking away towards his fans, leaving both Jay and Tom pale and sick.
"I can't believe we are actually having that- that dunderhead for a professor!" Jay finally exclaimed after they had safely slid back to their own compartment of their own seats.
"I-I know!" agreed Tom who had just been recovering from the shock.
"We-" Jay stopped as he stared at Tom. Yes, Tom felt it too. The train was slowly slowing down soon coming towards a halt. "We're here" Tom heard Jay weakly muttered, then muttering about how his mother and father once came here.
"My dad and mum were Gryffindors..hopefully I get to be in Gryffindor too.." Jay stared at the Sorting Hat that was held by Professor McGonagall. "What were your parents in?"
"My dad was a Gryffindor..---"
"Great, then-"
"SILENCE" Professor McGonagall's strict voice echoed through the huge castle.
The first years ceased their conversations and looked up at the professor.
With a satisfied nod, Professor McGonagall spoke:
" Atair, Selen"
A smart perty looking girl stepped up and slowly placed the hat on top of her head, and then a few seconds later....
"GRYFFINDOR!" the echoed scream was soon replaced with howlings and clappings from the Gryffindor table. ("Welcome, Selen...", "Wow, you made it!"...)
"Chart, Adams"
The heavy boy waddled forward,....
"HUFFLEPUFF!"
Claps and whistlings immediately came to a halt,
Professor McGonagall read a few more names, causing Jay to impatiently squirm.
"Hey, Tom what's your last name-"
"DUMBLEDORE, THOMAS!" Professor McGonagall paused waiting patiently.
"You're-" Jay's eyes grew round, Tom ignored stepping forward slowly. Eyes stared up at him.
Hushed whispers and comments grew ("Dumbledore? Dumbledore she said..?", "Is he related to the headmaster?", "Surely Dumbledore is not a common name!")
Tom looked around briefly at the Gryffindor's table, and caught a sight of a slightly older boy, with jet black hair, green eyes-
"Ahem,.. Thomas we haven't got all day!" Professor McGonagall pointed to the battered Sorting Hat resting on the seat. Tom blushed.
He gulped and managed to get the hat on top of his head. Hmmm... a small voice whispered in his ears. Tom's hands sweated.
Must be in Gryffindor,..the tiny voice muttered...But why, why must I think this boy should be placed in Slytherin?
Tom mentally shook his head. "No, please Gryff-" thought Tom desperately
"SLYTHERIN!"
Tom froze. It seemed like at that moment everyone froze...even Professor McGonagall. Silence swept over the Great Hall, as eyes were glued at Tom, confused. "There must be a mistake professor-"
"Go, Thomas, to your chosen House table." commanded Professor McGonagall still shaken from the Sorting Hat's decision.
"But-" Tom stopped himself and he slowly dropped the hat back to the seat and walked towards the Slytherin table. He walked in an awkward way for it had been very awkward. Instead of the whole room exploding with claps and congratulations...it was silent. Tom caught the eye of the boy seated in the Gryffindor table looking confused and stunned. In fact when he looked up at everyone else, they too, had the same expression. Slowly and sadly he plopped himself down next to a mean and nasty looking girl.
Clearing up her voice, Professor McGonagall continued:
" Sikem, Jay"
"GRYFFINDOR!"
until....
"Weasley, Ginny"
"GRYFFINDOR!"
Tom winced at the last shout of the hat and looked up and saw his father, nodding encouragely at him.
Tom buried his face in his hands as his father, Professor Dumbledore said the last of his speech and his introduction with the teachers.
"Hey, Tom!"
Tom quickly looked up seeing Jay's frowning face. "What are you-"
"Sneaked here to the Slytherin table." said Jay grinning
Tom nodded but stopped himself.
"Bummer isn't it? How the- how'd you get stuck in this House...? Doesn't make any sense!" Jay looked around the Slytherins from the table with extreme disgust. "Nasty people, I've heard...-"
"What the hell do think you are doing here at our table!?" a boy behind Tom spat
Tom rose.
"I think you should mind-" Jay made a threatening move to the sneering pale boy.
Instead of looking at Jay, the pale boy turned to Tom and nodded, "First year huh? Yea, me too"
When the boy realized that Tom didn't answer, he just continued, " Well, ya better not hang around with these Gryffindors...buncha idiots, of course, name is Ryan Natas by the way-"
Tom didn't budge. Ryan smiled, "Think you and I will make good friends,..Dumbledore" he stuck his hand out. Tom scowled, "Look here Ryan...it seems that, we...have different opinions about things...don't we?"
With that Tom took Jay by the arm and dragged him away from the Slytherin table.
"So where's your table?" said Tom looking around.
"The Gryffindor table is right here" Jay pointed at the most loudest table." You think-"
"come on" Tom marched up at the table and sat at an unoccupied seat. Jay followed and decided to sit across from Tom.
"Tom, I reckon you should've been put ta this House, I mean, you don't belong over there (Nodding in the direction of the Slytherins), ask you're uh...dad to change Houses!"
Tom shrugged. His father would probably consider the idea, however-
"Excuse me..." a voice made Tom jump up. Tom turned.
A small red headed girl smiled timidly, "Um..you're in my seat.."
"Oh!" Tom quickly jumped and moved.
"Thanks,-" said the red headed girl.
"HEYYY"
A pair of twins walked over next to Tom. "Ya'all right Ginny?" one of the twins asked
"Hey, Tom, what are you doing doing here! YOUR SUPPOSED TO BE IN SLYTHERIN!!" the other twin exclaimed
The twin came up and wrapped his arm around his brother, "You know what my dear brother George..you're right!! Tom here is breaking the law! The most sacred (Tom stared, watching in panic) law of Hogwarts!! This Tom's a LAWBREAKER!! HOW wondERFUL! That's what we do too!!, You fit right in Tom!" the twin smiled slapping lightly on Tom's shoulder. Tom smiled awkwardly.
"Hey I know you! You're Fred and George!" exclaimed Jay
"That you are right! Wow Fred..we're famous!!" George nodded bobbing his flaming red hair up and down.
"Hey, Tom...when you figure out Slytherin's password for their dormitory.. tell us, okay?!" Fred whispered loudly as George winked mishieveously.
Tom grinned, making the twins smile back in triumph and walk away.
Wow, those are a cool set of twins! Tom thought happily. "Hey Tom..at night you can sneek into our dormitory and sleep there, there always is an extra bed..trust me!" Jay whispered
"Wow! Really!!!?" Tom whispered back excitedly.
"Sure, only if you do as the Weasley twins asked, you give the Slytherin password and we'll give you ours, so you can come and be with us!" said Jay beginning his plate of delicous dinner.
"Deal!"
The two friends shook hands and began to stuff themselves.
"Ughh...I feel really terrible.." Tom woke up finding himself on the hard floor. "Must've fell"
He yawned stretching his arms and looked around at the Gryffindor dormitory. Last night Tom barely made it to sneak up here...
"Jay..JAY!" Tom slapped Jay lightly on the cheek unsuccessfully...
"WAKE UP!!" roared Tom. Instantly, Jay jerked wide awake, his hair wild, and his eyes round. Tom bit his lips to keep himself from laughing.
Jay's shock instantly turned sour, " You should know..I'm always grumpy in the mornings..hmph...it's only ten'o clock, should've woken me up a little..-" Jay fell back , back onto his bed. Tom frowned, "Today is a Monday, which means the Slytherin and Gryffindor have classes together for today...Ten....WHAT!! WE ALREADY MISSED A CLASS!!" Tom grabbed the parchment with the first year's schedule. (Jay: So wha- snore) "nine o'clock, Transfiguration...oh well....ten o' clock, Potions..WAKE UP YOU DOPE, WE'RE GONNA BE LATE FOR POTIONS!"
Ten minutes later...
"Where in the world is this class!" Tom panted looking from door to door. "Hey, your dad's the headmaster of this school..I'm sure the Potion's teacher will just let us go for being late, I mean c'mon, what kind of-" Jay froze.
"What is it?" asked Tom both exasperated and out of breath.
"I-I forgot..the Potions teacher- he-he" Jay grew paler every second. Tom, who was very concerned, grabbed Jay's shoulders and shook. "What?"
As if Jay had been snapped out of a trance, he shook his head and spoke, " I remember where the class is..it's downstairs..let's hurry"
"Could've told me earlier" Tom muttered following the anxious Jay downstairs.
Two minutes later...
"Sorry we're late-" Tom gasped pushing the door, allowing Jay to run in.
"We-" Jay stopped. The two boys cringed as eyes turned to them. Tom gulped. A girl made a pitied smypathetic face and shook her head. Tom looking at the teacher's empty desk, sighed in relief. "Jay...I think the professor of this class is out for a while..let's sit over there.." whispered Tom pointing at two set of desks, both empty and in the back. Jay nodded, his eyes darting around the classroom just in case a teacher wasn't there looking at them. With guilty faces they both tiptoed at the back corner and sat down.
With a relief, hesitant smile, Jay turned to Tom, "Wow, we're really lucky! I mean-"
"Mister Sikem and Mister......Dumbledore....you're late.." a slow and soft menacing voice making both boys pale and numb with horror. They looked up to a black cloaked professor. The hooked nose and the cold black eyes made Tom wince terribly.
"Er..uh hi p-professor er..Snape?..hehe" Jay nervously stammered.
Professor Snape's mouth curled in pure disgust and amusement shutting up Jay.
"Clearly, ten points will be taken off of Gryffindor..."
A number of people from Gryffindor of the class looked angry. However not at angry at either Jay nor Tom, it seemed that the whole Gryffindor loathed this professor.
Tom still looking down at the floor fidgeted.
" I-" Snape began coldly.
"That's not FAIR! YOU'VE TAKEN POINTS OFF THE GRYFFINDOR TOO MUCH!" A tall raging boy bursted out, standing up.
A lot of people in the room nodded in approval and some even clapped. However, Snape wasn't at all pleased.
"Mister Retham, it is my authority to do what is right.. another ten points will be taken off for your..behavior...!" said Professor Snape icily. His eyes narrowed watching the boy slump down back to his seat helplessly.
"Um..er...Professor Snape?" Tom timidly muttered hoping not to get on his nerves. He was wrong.
"WHAT IS IT DUMBLEDORE!?" Snape's voice echoed around the cold dungeon
"Uh..you've taken off points from the Gryffindor because uh Jay had come in late..what about me?" asked Tom quietly
Snape stopped.
His eyes flashed, "It seems that you Dumbledore, actually want to lose points for the Slytherin...you will see me after class." his lips curled up into a sneer.
With that, he swiftly turned away and proceeded, " In this class, I will not tolerate..nuisance and idiotic kind of behavior," he paused smiling quite nastily "especially.....when it comes from the headmaster's own son..."
Tom ducked his head to hide his flaming red face.
Tom stared at his pewter cauldron. Was it to bubble like mad? He glanced at Ryan Natas's cauldron and smiled satisfied for it had also bubbled. It seemed that every one in here was as imperfect as they could be except for that Ryan whom Snape had favored. Already, Tom had lost points for Gryffindor, the House Tom wasn't even in! "That Snape is a damn stupid.." Tom heard Jay say under his breath, shaking with rage. Jay had supposedly been too "dumb" and not careful to spill some potion on the floor, losing another ten points for Gryffindor. Tom saw Snape amusingly watching Jay, waiting for him to make another mistake. Tom frowned. No, it was not fair at all.
"It's eleven'o clock-" Tom happily sliced his caterpiller and piled them up to the side.
Rip you..tear you apart......................master...
Tom blinked. He knew he had just heard that but...
"Jay...did you hear that?" Tom whispered. "What?" Jay looking surprised shook his head.
"Nothing..never mind.." Tom shushed looking at Snape's watchful eyes.
"Class dismissed...Dumbledore come.." Snape carelessly spoke over the shuffling noise for bags.
Tom gulped. Jay nodded silently giving him an encouraging thumbs up.
"Wait for me" Tom mouthed as he walked over to Snape's desk. Jay smiled running out.
"What detention would you like, Mr. Dumbledore?" Snape's malicous voice made Tom want to run.
"Er...pardon me? Uh detention?" said Tom
"Yes, I guess the headmaster's son can sneek away from every detention, but not in my class...you are not too holy to not deserve what you deserve-" Snape's eyes glittered.
"I wasn't saying-" said Tom loudly
"I guess you want me to choose for you..."
Snape's eyes lit up as if he had heard that Christmas was tomorrow and smirked.
"Today you will come in here at your free time to clean this dungeon...the walls, the tables..everything, you will come promptly in time now...we don't want to be late now do we?"
Tom didn't move.
"This dungeon?"
"Is it too hard for the headmaster's son-"
"No" Tom replied coldly taking his bag.
Snape's face turned into an ugly face, astonishing Tom how uglier this professor could get.
With that, Tom ran out of the room, so that Professor Snape wouldn't judge him any more for being the son of Albus Dumbledore.
"So..did he torture you or something? You look terrible!" said Jay, who had been waiting at the door.
"You'll already look terrible if you've gone through a whole hour with him in class!" Tom spat
"I know what you mean..that disgusting vomitting worm-" Jay shook, "I mean, he took points off of Gryffindor nine times! Fifty points off already! Damn that-"
"Uh excuse me..."
Tom turned exasperatedly around, to find himself face to face with the girl, he met some where ago.
"Hi, my name is Ginny...Ginny Weasley, I was wondering if you knew where the way out to the yard was.." the red haired girl timidly smiled her shy smile.
Tom looked at Jay for support.
"Uh I think it's that a way! Hey what the heck, we have to go too! Aren't you in our classes?" exclaimed Jay.
"yea.." said the girl
"You- I mean we just had Snape right-?" Ginny began
"What you mean is that foul evil git, who-" Jay ranted on and on now focusing on how mean and unfair Snape was.
"Er..hehe, I think you should just ignore him for now.." muttered Tom. His eyes landed, looking out the window. "Yea, huh it's raining out so, I reckon we should go straight into the Great Hall.." Tom walked side by side with Ginny, and of course with Jay running along beside them.
"Gosh this is boring" yawned Jay, who just lost another game of chess from Ginny. "I can't believe we just missed a class of Quidditch" Jay continued ignoring Ginny's triumphant face.
"I know" Tom blinked at another flash of lightning still staring at the pouring rain slushing down heavily against the window.
"Hey Ginny!" a boy shouted, who Tom recognized as Ginny's brother for he too had bright red hair.
"Hi, Ron" the girl muttered staring at Ron's friend. Tom's eyes widened. The boy next to Ron and a girl was a skinny boy. A second year, jet black hair, bright green eyes, and a faint, but noticeable scar rested on his forehead. Harry Potter.
"Made some new friends I guess" Ron eyed Tom who was still staring at Harry, while Jay stared back at Ron. " Hi my name is Jay Sikem and he's-" said Jay
Tom blinked.
"Oh, my name's-"
"I think this whole school knows who you are.." Harry uneasily smiled.
A smart looking brown haired girl nudged Harry in the ribs and Tom could only make out a few words; " Harry...you....Chamber of Secrets...and.."
Tom looked up at her in sudden interest. Chamber of Secrets? Wasn't that- ?
"We'll research later, Hermione!" said Harry.
Tom turned and saw Jay, Ginny and Ron in a deep conversation about Quidditch and the House.
"I wonder why you were sent to Slytherin-"
Tom looked at Harry.
Harry continued, "I mean you're not even as twice as nasty as they are"
"Yea,...especially if you get Snape as your Head of your House.." Tom mumbled remembering the detention that he had received just a few minutes ago.
"Don't talk about Snape, he just makes me want to throw up, him: over large nose, ugly face..." Harry vehemently spat.
Their conversation grew more and more interesting, talking about how ugly Snape was and...
"Are you really Dumbledore's-son?" Harry blurted.
Tom looked at him surprised. Harry thought he was as interesting as Tom found Harry.
"yes, he's my dad" said Tom looking outside.
Harry nodded. Tom paled.
Harry looking very much concerned; "What is it?"
Tom slapped his forehead in exasperation and smiled weakly. "Oh man.." moaned Tom
Harry looking now more curious, asked again; "Tell me before I-"
"I have detention...at Snape's room...doing his little clean up for him" Tom sighed
Harry's eyes widened. "Me too!"
Tom stopped. "Really? I thought that Snape-"
Harry grinned. Tom looked at him as if he had been friends with Harry ever since they were little.
"Guess we're gonna have to suffer together, huh?" Harry muttered
Harry and Tom walked slowly down to the dugeon with Jay, Ginny and Ron closely behind them.
"Meet me at the dormitory" said Harry, "Gotcha, we'll be at the library with Hermione" Ron and the rest besides Harry and Tom, ran upstairs, after saying their good-lucks and prayers.
"Well, well, well, what a surprise, you came on time Dumbledore..." Snape noticed Tom entering the door, "And you Potter-" Snape's face twisted with loathe and unimaginable hate. "Looks like Dumbledore has entered your little fan club-" with that, Harry's face grew red, with pressure.
"What will our assignment be?" Tom interrupted. Snape scowls deepened. And then for a slight moment, he smiled quite nastily.
"You- Potter, get the rags from there and clean the tables...no magic will be permitted.." Snape pointed to the room, and turned to Tom, "..Dumbledore, you will come with me..."
Tom frowned.
Snape quickly and silently swept across the room and opened a closet in the back door. Tom made a small noise of disbelief. In the closet was five huge cauldrons stalked on top of one another. Each one as dirty and as disgusting as the next. Snape bared his yellow teeth as he continued smiling..like an idiot, Tom noted. "I want these clean after," Snape's beady eyes darted towards the clock, "three..."
Snape, walked out of the dungeon, as happy as ever, leaving Harry and Tom staring out in anger and disbelief.
"I hate him, that was child labor!" Tom gasped as he rotated his arm. It hurt. A lot. Not only was his arms aching from all the scrubbing, but his knees kept on collapsing every now and then.
Tom looked at Harry, he looked worser than Tom.
"Finally, we have free time.." muttered Harry, pushing up his round glasses.
"Yo, Tom!"
Tom groaned.
Jay came out of nowhere, patting on Tom's hurting back.
"Hermione told me ta tell you that she's in the dormitory" Jay quickly glanced at Harry, who nodded and smiled at Tom; "Nice meeting you, you'll be at our dormitory to sleep...won't you- well see you"
"Bye" Tom shouted after Harry, who was running frantically up the stairs.
"So...you made friends with him eh?" asked Jay after a little moment of silence. "Well, I think his friend..Ron, he's pretty cool." Jay's features lit up. "I don't know one Weasley that is not cool-"
Just then the prefect, Percy Weasley walked by and stopped. " You, uh..Jay, your robes are dirty..there's something on it...well, good day,"
"Okay, that's one oddball in the house, but they're pretty cool to me" muttered Jay.
Tom nodded. Then he stopped. "You...want to go up to my dad's office, so we could change his mind about the-"
"Well, well, if it weren't the headmaster's too-good-to-be true son and the low life, Sikem" a high pitched mocking voice echoed all around the dungeon.
"Ryan Natas" said Jay coolly.
Sure enough, Ryan and his little group of Slytherins gathered around.
"I heard something that might interest you, Jay,.." Ryan paused, allowing the other Slytherins to smirk "Your dad has been fired" Ryan spat.
Jay's face instantly turned bright red, while the Slytherins looked at each other uncertainly, until Ryan nudged them, and then they laughed their displeasing laughs.
"So you knew" Ryan smirked as his dark eyes stared daringly at Jay's.
"Shut your mouth Ryan, what do you have to do with my-" glared Jay.
"Do you know who your dad worked for.." Ryan's eyes gleamed, "do you?"
Jay couldn't take it anymore, his rage bursted out as his shout of curses and rage echoed so loudly in the dungeon that it startled the Slytherins.
"Manners, manners, no one's ever taught you that before, Sikem? Well your dad worked for my dad" the corner of Ryan's mouth curled. "Let's say, I just asked my dad a few days ago...that I didn't like you..and-"
"I bet you that Jay's dad got fired for no reason you big cow!" a small but strong voice came out.
Tom turned to see Ginny Weasley, looking as angry as Jay. She continued, "Your father fires people for no reason-"
"You shut up, your father is also a Mudblood lover, who can't afford-" Ryan shouted
"What did you just say Natas?" Tom whispered, his whole body tensed up with pure anger.
"I-...so, you're another who is just like the Weasley's, your father Dumbledore, hmm, a common Muggle lover-" he said softly
"What did you say.." Tom repeated, his hand in his robes ready to take out his wand.
"What? Oh...you mean..Mudblood?"
CRASH
Everyone stopped to look. There were yells everywhere.
It looked as if Tom had jumped on Ryan, with fists flying. However, Ryan had been ready.
Jay gritted his teeth and yelled in fury, helping Tom, trying to get a knock or two at Ryan's face. Ryan's friends were also there supporting Ryan.
Before anyone could do anything, a sudden explosion shook the dungeon. Everyone froze, including Tom who had a fistful of shirt that was Ryan's.
Professor McGonagall stood there with mouth opened wide and her glasses flashing. She looked indeed furious, but could not decide on what to say. "HOW-WHAT-IN THE WORLD...I'VE NEVER COME ACROSS---- AND YOU!" McGonagall briefly looked at Tom "I EXPECTED MUCH-- AND YOU!"
Jay lowered his fists, his cheeks burning.
Professor McGonagall screamed so much and shook so, that her hat fell off her head, and still without noticing she continued, "DUMBLEDORE, NATAS, SIKEM,-"
"What's going on here?" a quiet dangerous voice silenced Professor McGonagall's voice.
Tom looked up to see that this situation had gotten worse. Professor Snape
Professor McGonagall's red face stared at Snape's and began " Severus, your students have been caught fighting..AND THEY WERE ON WITH THIS FOR....HOW LONG?? I WANT YOUR STUDENTS FROM YOUR HOUSE TO GET A DETENTION! " Professor McGonagall stopped to take a huge breath then began calmly "I will talk with my students, Sikem come follow me, you too Miss Weasley"
"Don't worry Professor McGonagall..I 'll take care of them" Tom heard Snape's voice slithering voice.
She took a last look at Tom and shook her head. Tom instantly felt stupid. How could he have let Natas get to him like that? Stupid, stupid.
"What was this all about, Natas?" Snape pointed at Ryan who got off the floor.
"I really don't know Professor, Dumbledore here, " Ryan shot a nasty look at Tom, "started this, I just said something that I saw in the papers this morning-"
"LIAR! YOU WERE MAKING FUN OF JAY AND-" bellowed Tom who then looked at Snape helplessly.
"Dumbledore, I didn't ask you to make your statement- continue Natas" Snape hissed angrily.
"Well, I just stated my opinion that was all and I didn't want a fight, professor.." Ryan smiled innocently causing Tom to burst out again.
"SHUT UP, YOU AND YOUR LIES-"
"Dumbledore..." Snape quietly murmured
"I CAN'T TAKE-"
"You will have detention again, Dumbledore, you will come to my office for your requirements..."
"But what about-"
"As for them, they did not do anything, you were the one to cause this fight, that is all.." Snape turned and swiftly disappeared into the darkness.
Tom's face reddened and he shook for the injustice and unfairness made it so.
Sniggering and glaring, the rest of the Slytherins marched out, leaving Tom still shaking with anger.
"Ohh, I have ta clean up the kitchen" Jay moaned at his given detention.
"You're the lucky one here, I get to go on another trip to Snape's office." Tom punched the floor, "Ow,...Snape's always siding with Natas..it's disgusting."
"Are you okay?" asked Ginny, still looking at Tom's small cut on the lower lip.
"Never felt better." said Tom sarcastically.
"Hmph, it's not my fault that, you jumped on Natas" Ginny frowned. "But...I guess I would've done the same to him.."
"He deserved it, he thinks that he's too pure to stand in here with Muggles- " said Tom, still punching the floor, imagining that the tiles were Natas's sneering face.
Tom stopped.
"What does Natas's father do..I mean.." Tom asked watching Jay's face redden.
"He-He's my dad's boss, not a good one either...he's the vice-president of the National Quidditch Association, you know, Head of the European Quidditch League, that git fired my dad for no reason..."
mumbled Jay quietly.
Tom sighed. He's eyes caught on a small book Ginny was holding absentmindly.
"What you got there Ginny?" Tom pointed at her hand.
Ginny, startled put it away, saying; "Nothing important...just a...diary"
"i can't believe you have a diary..I can't stand writing about my life. My dad gave me one of those and I thought.." said Jay loudly
Their converation grew louder and louder.
In a distance, cold yellow eyes stared at the three. Sishsieshehhsshhh, it went.
It's mouth opened to speak:
"................Hungry................"
Tom jerked. "Uh, did you hear that?"
Jay looked around, "No, why?"
Tom nervously smiled. "It was nothing"
6 months and two weeks later
"I can't believe the legend about the Chamber of Secrets is going around! And people..people say that Harry is the heir...hehe funny huh?" whispered Jay nervously.
"Mr. Sikem, please pay ATTENTION!" said Professor McGonagall sharply.
Tom looked up. Professor McGonagall's face was tired and white-faced. In fact, Tom thought, almost all the professors were looking like this. All pale and worried. Especially Ginny. Tom looked. Her face was whiter than any professor he met. She looked often shaky and scared.
"It's okay Ginny" hissed Tom.
Ginny stared blankly at Tom and then broke into a nervous smile.
"Thanks Tom-" her face suddenly grew whiter and her eyes bulged as if she saw Tom as a ghost.
"Er.."
"MR. DUMBLEDORE AND MISS WEASLEY WHAT CAN I DO TO MAKE YOU PAY ATTENT--- AND YOU MR. KNOCKENRIGE AND MR SIKEM MAY-" Professor McGonagall roared before collapsing onto her chair. Before she could say any more the lunch bell rang and within ten seconds, the room was empty, except for Tom, Jay and Ginny. Ginny, making a sudden sound and ran out.
"What's with her?" Jay's face showed absolute bewilderment as Tom shrugged.
"I dunno, probably the Chamber of Secret's thing is scarin' her.."
"You think all this is true?"
"Yea."
"WHAT!?"
"I heard from Harry..its all true.."
"B-b-b-but --"
"c'mon, we're gonna find out!" Tom whispered fiercely.
"Dumbledore and Sikem, why are you still here?" Professor McGonagall appeared.
"Oh-" Jay muttered
"You go ask her about the Chamber of Secrets..see what you can find out...we'll meet later, I'm going to my dad-" whispered Tom, then smiling,and saying a bit louder "Better be off-bye!"
Tom raced out and with a fierce determined look he climbed the stairs to the headmaster's office.
"Bertie Bott's Every Flavor beans, Chocolate Frogs, Sherbert Lemon-" Tom ranted on and on. The gargolye blocking the entrance did not budge. Tom glared. "C'mon! Wha-"
The gargolye still didn't make a single effort to come alive.
" Could help you there Tom" a voice behind him spoke.
"Wha- oh Harry, you know the password?" asked Tom hopefully.
"Yup, it's lemon drop" Harry recalled, suddenly the gargoyle sprang alive and moved aside.
"I owe you one" Tom said filled with gratitude. Harry winked.
"Harry" Tom blurted
"What?" Harry turned.
"Uh..people are saying tha well--never mind--"
"If you're hearing things about me being the heir, tell them to dump their heads into the toilet, I'm not" said Harry angrily
"Oh, no, um I was wondering if you knew anything about it,....you know...."
"Oh..." Harry looked slightly uncomfortable.
"Not really" Harry finally said, "Well see you soon..bye!" Harry quickly ran off. Tom blinked.
Realizing the gargoyle had moved aside, Tom quickly entered.
A.N: dun't own Harry or anythin'
"Gosh..." an eleven year old boy muttered staring numbly out of a window of a train. A train taking him to a wizarding school...called Hogwarts. The boy shifted both nervously and excitedly when he heard that it would take about thirty more minutes to reach there. He sighed pushing his sweaty dark bangs from his bright blue eyes. Hagrid should be there waiting for me..the boy thought arousing more excitement. BOOM!
"What the-"
"Hey, what happened?!"
"Is anyone hurt?"
Concerned voices swept through the air. The boy looked to see what had happened. He spotted a boy sprawled across, flat faced on the floor.
"Oh, it's nothing just tripped ..." a tall gangly boy smiled weakly helping himelf up from the floor. "Hehehe.. I'm such a klutz..."
The clumsy boy patting down his messy dirty-blonde hair, grinned as everyone turned back to their own businesses. "Uh..mind if I sit here...there's no room-"
"Sure..uh..okay" the boy moved just a bit to get the other to sit down.
"Thanks"
"No problem."
The gangly boy twidled his thumbs nervously and spoke, "I'm kinda nervous 'bout Hogwarts...aren't you?"
"Yea...I guess.."
The gangly boy faced the boy who looked as if the window was the most interesting thing to stare at in the world. "Hi...my name's Jay...Jay Sikem" the boy named Jay intoduced.
"I'm Thomas..Tom," Tom looked away from the window. "Gosh...you must've hit the ground pretty hard..you got a bruise right there" Tom pointed to his right side of the jaw.
"Yea.." Jay rubbed his eyes."..well, I'm really excited, my dad's a Quidditch player, you know, for England, he's got a Nimbus, I can't wait to start playing Quidditch!"
"I know..your dad's Greg Sikem right? He's pretty good...you know-"
While they were talking, the train sped up passing by fields, herds of cows and barns.
" I heard that Harry Potter is in the next compartment..let's go and see him" Jay blurted out after the moment of silence.
"Really? Well..I don't know...he probably think of us as little first year idiots staring at his head." Tom muttered. His eyes drooped. Okay he had to admit it he was bored.
"C'mon Tom....we might actually become friends with him! I mean-"
"Fine! Fine!" Tom grumpily nodded at the empty seat where Jay had been.
"Hey Jay! Wait up!"
Tom had heard alot of stories of Harry Potter from his father when he was young...he had been his idol ever since Tom had heard that Harry had beaten the Dark Lord. Jay waited patiently.
They both slid the compartment door shut behind them.
Tom blinked.
"Er...I reckon we're in the wrong compartment.." Jay coughed, stopping Tom.
Indeed, it have seemed that they were in the wrong compartment. A tall handsome blonde man noticing their arrival, pushed himself past his crowd of howling fans ("Now, now, girls, I will give you my autographs soon...")
"c'mon lets go!" Jay forced a smile at the smiling tall man and turned back to Tom with a look of disbelief. Before anyone could react, the man quickly stepped towards them and grabbed Toms hands shaking them up and down. Poor Tom who was very shaken from the sudden movement, he almost fell backwards. "Welcome, welcome," the blonde man grinned his sparkling toothy grin. "first years I suppose? Lucky, lucky! You'll have a wonderful year with me- oh do you boys want my autograph?!"
"Uh...who are you ...mister?" said Jay hesitantly
The man stared at Jay blankly. He then cleared his throat and spoke; "I AM PROFESSOR LOCKHART, MASTER OF THE DEFENSE AGAINST THE DARK ARTS!" bellowed Professor Lockhart.
"Boys, boys it's a pity that you've never even heard of me! You boys should read more often!" the professor muttered shaking his head.
"Ah..I should've known..." Tom remembered the books of which this...professor wrote.
"Well now, boys, I'll see you at Hogwarts??" Professor Lockhart waved while walking away towards his fans, leaving both Jay and Tom pale and sick.
"I can't believe we are actually having that- that dunderhead for a professor!" Jay finally exclaimed after they had safely slid back to their own compartment of their own seats.
"I-I know!" agreed Tom who had just been recovering from the shock.
"We-" Jay stopped as he stared at Tom. Yes, Tom felt it too. The train was slowly slowing down soon coming towards a halt. "We're here" Tom heard Jay weakly muttered, then muttering about how his mother and father once came here.
"My dad and mum were Gryffindors..hopefully I get to be in Gryffindor too.." Jay stared at the Sorting Hat that was held by Professor McGonagall. "What were your parents in?"
"My dad was a Gryffindor..---"
"Great, then-"
"SILENCE" Professor McGonagall's strict voice echoed through the huge castle.
The first years ceased their conversations and looked up at the professor.
With a satisfied nod, Professor McGonagall spoke:
" Atair, Selen"
A smart perty looking girl stepped up and slowly placed the hat on top of her head, and then a few seconds later....
"GRYFFINDOR!" the echoed scream was soon replaced with howlings and clappings from the Gryffindor table. ("Welcome, Selen...", "Wow, you made it!"...)
"Chart, Adams"
The heavy boy waddled forward,....
"HUFFLEPUFF!"
Claps and whistlings immediately came to a halt,
Professor McGonagall read a few more names, causing Jay to impatiently squirm.
"Hey, Tom what's your last name-"
"DUMBLEDORE, THOMAS!" Professor McGonagall paused waiting patiently.
"You're-" Jay's eyes grew round, Tom ignored stepping forward slowly. Eyes stared up at him.
Hushed whispers and comments grew ("Dumbledore? Dumbledore she said..?", "Is he related to the headmaster?", "Surely Dumbledore is not a common name!")
Tom looked around briefly at the Gryffindor's table, and caught a sight of a slightly older boy, with jet black hair, green eyes-
"Ahem,.. Thomas we haven't got all day!" Professor McGonagall pointed to the battered Sorting Hat resting on the seat. Tom blushed.
He gulped and managed to get the hat on top of his head. Hmmm... a small voice whispered in his ears. Tom's hands sweated.
Must be in Gryffindor,..the tiny voice muttered...But why, why must I think this boy should be placed in Slytherin?
Tom mentally shook his head. "No, please Gryff-" thought Tom desperately
"SLYTHERIN!"
Tom froze. It seemed like at that moment everyone froze...even Professor McGonagall. Silence swept over the Great Hall, as eyes were glued at Tom, confused. "There must be a mistake professor-"
"Go, Thomas, to your chosen House table." commanded Professor McGonagall still shaken from the Sorting Hat's decision.
"But-" Tom stopped himself and he slowly dropped the hat back to the seat and walked towards the Slytherin table. He walked in an awkward way for it had been very awkward. Instead of the whole room exploding with claps and congratulations...it was silent. Tom caught the eye of the boy seated in the Gryffindor table looking confused and stunned. In fact when he looked up at everyone else, they too, had the same expression. Slowly and sadly he plopped himself down next to a mean and nasty looking girl.
Clearing up her voice, Professor McGonagall continued:
" Sikem, Jay"
"GRYFFINDOR!"
until....
"Weasley, Ginny"
"GRYFFINDOR!"
Tom winced at the last shout of the hat and looked up and saw his father, nodding encouragely at him.
Tom buried his face in his hands as his father, Professor Dumbledore said the last of his speech and his introduction with the teachers.
"Hey, Tom!"
Tom quickly looked up seeing Jay's frowning face. "What are you-"
"Sneaked here to the Slytherin table." said Jay grinning
Tom nodded but stopped himself.
"Bummer isn't it? How the- how'd you get stuck in this House...? Doesn't make any sense!" Jay looked around the Slytherins from the table with extreme disgust. "Nasty people, I've heard...-"
"What the hell do think you are doing here at our table!?" a boy behind Tom spat
Tom rose.
"I think you should mind-" Jay made a threatening move to the sneering pale boy.
Instead of looking at Jay, the pale boy turned to Tom and nodded, "First year huh? Yea, me too"
When the boy realized that Tom didn't answer, he just continued, " Well, ya better not hang around with these Gryffindors...buncha idiots, of course, name is Ryan Natas by the way-"
Tom didn't budge. Ryan smiled, "Think you and I will make good friends,..Dumbledore" he stuck his hand out. Tom scowled, "Look here Ryan...it seems that, we...have different opinions about things...don't we?"
With that Tom took Jay by the arm and dragged him away from the Slytherin table.
"So where's your table?" said Tom looking around.
"The Gryffindor table is right here" Jay pointed at the most loudest table." You think-"
"come on" Tom marched up at the table and sat at an unoccupied seat. Jay followed and decided to sit across from Tom.
"Tom, I reckon you should've been put ta this House, I mean, you don't belong over there (Nodding in the direction of the Slytherins), ask you're uh...dad to change Houses!"
Tom shrugged. His father would probably consider the idea, however-
"Excuse me..." a voice made Tom jump up. Tom turned.
A small red headed girl smiled timidly, "Um..you're in my seat.."
"Oh!" Tom quickly jumped and moved.
"Thanks,-" said the red headed girl.
"HEYYY"
A pair of twins walked over next to Tom. "Ya'all right Ginny?" one of the twins asked
"Hey, Tom, what are you doing doing here! YOUR SUPPOSED TO BE IN SLYTHERIN!!" the other twin exclaimed
The twin came up and wrapped his arm around his brother, "You know what my dear brother George..you're right!! Tom here is breaking the law! The most sacred (Tom stared, watching in panic) law of Hogwarts!! This Tom's a LAWBREAKER!! HOW wondERFUL! That's what we do too!!, You fit right in Tom!" the twin smiled slapping lightly on Tom's shoulder. Tom smiled awkwardly.
"Hey I know you! You're Fred and George!" exclaimed Jay
"That you are right! Wow Fred..we're famous!!" George nodded bobbing his flaming red hair up and down.
"Hey, Tom...when you figure out Slytherin's password for their dormitory.. tell us, okay?!" Fred whispered loudly as George winked mishieveously.
Tom grinned, making the twins smile back in triumph and walk away.
Wow, those are a cool set of twins! Tom thought happily. "Hey Tom..at night you can sneek into our dormitory and sleep there, there always is an extra bed..trust me!" Jay whispered
"Wow! Really!!!?" Tom whispered back excitedly.
"Sure, only if you do as the Weasley twins asked, you give the Slytherin password and we'll give you ours, so you can come and be with us!" said Jay beginning his plate of delicous dinner.
"Deal!"
The two friends shook hands and began to stuff themselves.
"Ughh...I feel really terrible.." Tom woke up finding himself on the hard floor. "Must've fell"
He yawned stretching his arms and looked around at the Gryffindor dormitory. Last night Tom barely made it to sneak up here...
"Jay..JAY!" Tom slapped Jay lightly on the cheek unsuccessfully...
"WAKE UP!!" roared Tom. Instantly, Jay jerked wide awake, his hair wild, and his eyes round. Tom bit his lips to keep himself from laughing.
Jay's shock instantly turned sour, " You should know..I'm always grumpy in the mornings..hmph...it's only ten'o clock, should've woken me up a little..-" Jay fell back , back onto his bed. Tom frowned, "Today is a Monday, which means the Slytherin and Gryffindor have classes together for today...Ten....WHAT!! WE ALREADY MISSED A CLASS!!" Tom grabbed the parchment with the first year's schedule. (Jay: So wha- snore) "nine o'clock, Transfiguration...oh well....ten o' clock, Potions..WAKE UP YOU DOPE, WE'RE GONNA BE LATE FOR POTIONS!"
Ten minutes later...
"Where in the world is this class!" Tom panted looking from door to door. "Hey, your dad's the headmaster of this school..I'm sure the Potion's teacher will just let us go for being late, I mean c'mon, what kind of-" Jay froze.
"What is it?" asked Tom both exasperated and out of breath.
"I-I forgot..the Potions teacher- he-he" Jay grew paler every second. Tom, who was very concerned, grabbed Jay's shoulders and shook. "What?"
As if Jay had been snapped out of a trance, he shook his head and spoke, " I remember where the class is..it's downstairs..let's hurry"
"Could've told me earlier" Tom muttered following the anxious Jay downstairs.
Two minutes later...
"Sorry we're late-" Tom gasped pushing the door, allowing Jay to run in.
"We-" Jay stopped. The two boys cringed as eyes turned to them. Tom gulped. A girl made a pitied smypathetic face and shook her head. Tom looking at the teacher's empty desk, sighed in relief. "Jay...I think the professor of this class is out for a while..let's sit over there.." whispered Tom pointing at two set of desks, both empty and in the back. Jay nodded, his eyes darting around the classroom just in case a teacher wasn't there looking at them. With guilty faces they both tiptoed at the back corner and sat down.
With a relief, hesitant smile, Jay turned to Tom, "Wow, we're really lucky! I mean-"
"Mister Sikem and Mister......Dumbledore....you're late.." a slow and soft menacing voice making both boys pale and numb with horror. They looked up to a black cloaked professor. The hooked nose and the cold black eyes made Tom wince terribly.
"Er..uh hi p-professor er..Snape?..hehe" Jay nervously stammered.
Professor Snape's mouth curled in pure disgust and amusement shutting up Jay.
"Clearly, ten points will be taken off of Gryffindor..."
A number of people from Gryffindor of the class looked angry. However not at angry at either Jay nor Tom, it seemed that the whole Gryffindor loathed this professor.
Tom still looking down at the floor fidgeted.
" I-" Snape began coldly.
"That's not FAIR! YOU'VE TAKEN POINTS OFF THE GRYFFINDOR TOO MUCH!" A tall raging boy bursted out, standing up.
A lot of people in the room nodded in approval and some even clapped. However, Snape wasn't at all pleased.
"Mister Retham, it is my authority to do what is right.. another ten points will be taken off for your..behavior...!" said Professor Snape icily. His eyes narrowed watching the boy slump down back to his seat helplessly.
"Um..er...Professor Snape?" Tom timidly muttered hoping not to get on his nerves. He was wrong.
"WHAT IS IT DUMBLEDORE!?" Snape's voice echoed around the cold dungeon
"Uh..you've taken off points from the Gryffindor because uh Jay had come in late..what about me?" asked Tom quietly
Snape stopped.
His eyes flashed, "It seems that you Dumbledore, actually want to lose points for the Slytherin...you will see me after class." his lips curled up into a sneer.
With that, he swiftly turned away and proceeded, " In this class, I will not tolerate..nuisance and idiotic kind of behavior," he paused smiling quite nastily "especially.....when it comes from the headmaster's own son..."
Tom ducked his head to hide his flaming red face.
Tom stared at his pewter cauldron. Was it to bubble like mad? He glanced at Ryan Natas's cauldron and smiled satisfied for it had also bubbled. It seemed that every one in here was as imperfect as they could be except for that Ryan whom Snape had favored. Already, Tom had lost points for Gryffindor, the House Tom wasn't even in! "That Snape is a damn stupid.." Tom heard Jay say under his breath, shaking with rage. Jay had supposedly been too "dumb" and not careful to spill some potion on the floor, losing another ten points for Gryffindor. Tom saw Snape amusingly watching Jay, waiting for him to make another mistake. Tom frowned. No, it was not fair at all.
"It's eleven'o clock-" Tom happily sliced his caterpiller and piled them up to the side.
Rip you..tear you apart......................master...
Tom blinked. He knew he had just heard that but...
"Jay...did you hear that?" Tom whispered. "What?" Jay looking surprised shook his head.
"Nothing..never mind.." Tom shushed looking at Snape's watchful eyes.
"Class dismissed...Dumbledore come.." Snape carelessly spoke over the shuffling noise for bags.
Tom gulped. Jay nodded silently giving him an encouraging thumbs up.
"Wait for me" Tom mouthed as he walked over to Snape's desk. Jay smiled running out.
"What detention would you like, Mr. Dumbledore?" Snape's malicous voice made Tom want to run.
"Er...pardon me? Uh detention?" said Tom
"Yes, I guess the headmaster's son can sneek away from every detention, but not in my class...you are not too holy to not deserve what you deserve-" Snape's eyes glittered.
"I wasn't saying-" said Tom loudly
"I guess you want me to choose for you..."
Snape's eyes lit up as if he had heard that Christmas was tomorrow and smirked.
"Today you will come in here at your free time to clean this dungeon...the walls, the tables..everything, you will come promptly in time now...we don't want to be late now do we?"
Tom didn't move.
"This dungeon?"
"Is it too hard for the headmaster's son-"
"No" Tom replied coldly taking his bag.
Snape's face turned into an ugly face, astonishing Tom how uglier this professor could get.
With that, Tom ran out of the room, so that Professor Snape wouldn't judge him any more for being the son of Albus Dumbledore.
"So..did he torture you or something? You look terrible!" said Jay, who had been waiting at the door.
"You'll already look terrible if you've gone through a whole hour with him in class!" Tom spat
"I know what you mean..that disgusting vomitting worm-" Jay shook, "I mean, he took points off of Gryffindor nine times! Fifty points off already! Damn that-"
"Uh excuse me..."
Tom turned exasperatedly around, to find himself face to face with the girl, he met some where ago.
"Hi, my name is Ginny...Ginny Weasley, I was wondering if you knew where the way out to the yard was.." the red haired girl timidly smiled her shy smile.
Tom looked at Jay for support.
"Uh I think it's that a way! Hey what the heck, we have to go too! Aren't you in our classes?" exclaimed Jay.
"yea.." said the girl
"You- I mean we just had Snape right-?" Ginny began
"What you mean is that foul evil git, who-" Jay ranted on and on now focusing on how mean and unfair Snape was.
"Er..hehe, I think you should just ignore him for now.." muttered Tom. His eyes landed, looking out the window. "Yea, huh it's raining out so, I reckon we should go straight into the Great Hall.." Tom walked side by side with Ginny, and of course with Jay running along beside them.
"Gosh this is boring" yawned Jay, who just lost another game of chess from Ginny. "I can't believe we just missed a class of Quidditch" Jay continued ignoring Ginny's triumphant face.
"I know" Tom blinked at another flash of lightning still staring at the pouring rain slushing down heavily against the window.
"Hey Ginny!" a boy shouted, who Tom recognized as Ginny's brother for he too had bright red hair.
"Hi, Ron" the girl muttered staring at Ron's friend. Tom's eyes widened. The boy next to Ron and a girl was a skinny boy. A second year, jet black hair, bright green eyes, and a faint, but noticeable scar rested on his forehead. Harry Potter.
"Made some new friends I guess" Ron eyed Tom who was still staring at Harry, while Jay stared back at Ron. " Hi my name is Jay Sikem and he's-" said Jay
Tom blinked.
"Oh, my name's-"
"I think this whole school knows who you are.." Harry uneasily smiled.
A smart looking brown haired girl nudged Harry in the ribs and Tom could only make out a few words; " Harry...you....Chamber of Secrets...and.."
Tom looked up at her in sudden interest. Chamber of Secrets? Wasn't that- ?
"We'll research later, Hermione!" said Harry.
Tom turned and saw Jay, Ginny and Ron in a deep conversation about Quidditch and the House.
"I wonder why you were sent to Slytherin-"
Tom looked at Harry.
Harry continued, "I mean you're not even as twice as nasty as they are"
"Yea,...especially if you get Snape as your Head of your House.." Tom mumbled remembering the detention that he had received just a few minutes ago.
"Don't talk about Snape, he just makes me want to throw up, him: over large nose, ugly face..." Harry vehemently spat.
Their conversation grew more and more interesting, talking about how ugly Snape was and...
"Are you really Dumbledore's-son?" Harry blurted.
Tom looked at him surprised. Harry thought he was as interesting as Tom found Harry.
"yes, he's my dad" said Tom looking outside.
Harry nodded. Tom paled.
Harry looking very much concerned; "What is it?"
Tom slapped his forehead in exasperation and smiled weakly. "Oh man.." moaned Tom
Harry looking now more curious, asked again; "Tell me before I-"
"I have detention...at Snape's room...doing his little clean up for him" Tom sighed
Harry's eyes widened. "Me too!"
Tom stopped. "Really? I thought that Snape-"
Harry grinned. Tom looked at him as if he had been friends with Harry ever since they were little.
"Guess we're gonna have to suffer together, huh?" Harry muttered
Harry and Tom walked slowly down to the dugeon with Jay, Ginny and Ron closely behind them.
"Meet me at the dormitory" said Harry, "Gotcha, we'll be at the library with Hermione" Ron and the rest besides Harry and Tom, ran upstairs, after saying their good-lucks and prayers.
"Well, well, well, what a surprise, you came on time Dumbledore..." Snape noticed Tom entering the door, "And you Potter-" Snape's face twisted with loathe and unimaginable hate. "Looks like Dumbledore has entered your little fan club-" with that, Harry's face grew red, with pressure.
"What will our assignment be?" Tom interrupted. Snape scowls deepened. And then for a slight moment, he smiled quite nastily.
"You- Potter, get the rags from there and clean the tables...no magic will be permitted.." Snape pointed to the room, and turned to Tom, "..Dumbledore, you will come with me..."
Tom frowned.
Snape quickly and silently swept across the room and opened a closet in the back door. Tom made a small noise of disbelief. In the closet was five huge cauldrons stalked on top of one another. Each one as dirty and as disgusting as the next. Snape bared his yellow teeth as he continued smiling..like an idiot, Tom noted. "I want these clean after," Snape's beady eyes darted towards the clock, "three..."
Snape, walked out of the dungeon, as happy as ever, leaving Harry and Tom staring out in anger and disbelief.
"I hate him, that was child labor!" Tom gasped as he rotated his arm. It hurt. A lot. Not only was his arms aching from all the scrubbing, but his knees kept on collapsing every now and then.
Tom looked at Harry, he looked worser than Tom.
"Finally, we have free time.." muttered Harry, pushing up his round glasses.
"Yo, Tom!"
Tom groaned.
Jay came out of nowhere, patting on Tom's hurting back.
"Hermione told me ta tell you that she's in the dormitory" Jay quickly glanced at Harry, who nodded and smiled at Tom; "Nice meeting you, you'll be at our dormitory to sleep...won't you- well see you"
"Bye" Tom shouted after Harry, who was running frantically up the stairs.
"So...you made friends with him eh?" asked Jay after a little moment of silence. "Well, I think his friend..Ron, he's pretty cool." Jay's features lit up. "I don't know one Weasley that is not cool-"
Just then the prefect, Percy Weasley walked by and stopped. " You, uh..Jay, your robes are dirty..there's something on it...well, good day,"
"Okay, that's one oddball in the house, but they're pretty cool to me" muttered Jay.
Tom nodded. Then he stopped. "You...want to go up to my dad's office, so we could change his mind about the-"
"Well, well, if it weren't the headmaster's too-good-to-be true son and the low life, Sikem" a high pitched mocking voice echoed all around the dungeon.
"Ryan Natas" said Jay coolly.
Sure enough, Ryan and his little group of Slytherins gathered around.
"I heard something that might interest you, Jay,.." Ryan paused, allowing the other Slytherins to smirk "Your dad has been fired" Ryan spat.
Jay's face instantly turned bright red, while the Slytherins looked at each other uncertainly, until Ryan nudged them, and then they laughed their displeasing laughs.
"So you knew" Ryan smirked as his dark eyes stared daringly at Jay's.
"Shut your mouth Ryan, what do you have to do with my-" glared Jay.
"Do you know who your dad worked for.." Ryan's eyes gleamed, "do you?"
Jay couldn't take it anymore, his rage bursted out as his shout of curses and rage echoed so loudly in the dungeon that it startled the Slytherins.
"Manners, manners, no one's ever taught you that before, Sikem? Well your dad worked for my dad" the corner of Ryan's mouth curled. "Let's say, I just asked my dad a few days ago...that I didn't like you..and-"
"I bet you that Jay's dad got fired for no reason you big cow!" a small but strong voice came out.
Tom turned to see Ginny Weasley, looking as angry as Jay. She continued, "Your father fires people for no reason-"
"You shut up, your father is also a Mudblood lover, who can't afford-" Ryan shouted
"What did you just say Natas?" Tom whispered, his whole body tensed up with pure anger.
"I-...so, you're another who is just like the Weasley's, your father Dumbledore, hmm, a common Muggle lover-" he said softly
"What did you say.." Tom repeated, his hand in his robes ready to take out his wand.
"What? Oh...you mean..Mudblood?"
CRASH
Everyone stopped to look. There were yells everywhere.
It looked as if Tom had jumped on Ryan, with fists flying. However, Ryan had been ready.
Jay gritted his teeth and yelled in fury, helping Tom, trying to get a knock or two at Ryan's face. Ryan's friends were also there supporting Ryan.
Before anyone could do anything, a sudden explosion shook the dungeon. Everyone froze, including Tom who had a fistful of shirt that was Ryan's.
Professor McGonagall stood there with mouth opened wide and her glasses flashing. She looked indeed furious, but could not decide on what to say. "HOW-WHAT-IN THE WORLD...I'VE NEVER COME ACROSS---- AND YOU!" McGonagall briefly looked at Tom "I EXPECTED MUCH-- AND YOU!"
Jay lowered his fists, his cheeks burning.
Professor McGonagall screamed so much and shook so, that her hat fell off her head, and still without noticing she continued, "DUMBLEDORE, NATAS, SIKEM,-"
"What's going on here?" a quiet dangerous voice silenced Professor McGonagall's voice.
Tom looked up to see that this situation had gotten worse. Professor Snape
Professor McGonagall's red face stared at Snape's and began " Severus, your students have been caught fighting..AND THEY WERE ON WITH THIS FOR....HOW LONG?? I WANT YOUR STUDENTS FROM YOUR HOUSE TO GET A DETENTION! " Professor McGonagall stopped to take a huge breath then began calmly "I will talk with my students, Sikem come follow me, you too Miss Weasley"
"Don't worry Professor McGonagall..I 'll take care of them" Tom heard Snape's voice slithering voice.
She took a last look at Tom and shook her head. Tom instantly felt stupid. How could he have let Natas get to him like that? Stupid, stupid.
"What was this all about, Natas?" Snape pointed at Ryan who got off the floor.
"I really don't know Professor, Dumbledore here, " Ryan shot a nasty look at Tom, "started this, I just said something that I saw in the papers this morning-"
"LIAR! YOU WERE MAKING FUN OF JAY AND-" bellowed Tom who then looked at Snape helplessly.
"Dumbledore, I didn't ask you to make your statement- continue Natas" Snape hissed angrily.
"Well, I just stated my opinion that was all and I didn't want a fight, professor.." Ryan smiled innocently causing Tom to burst out again.
"SHUT UP, YOU AND YOUR LIES-"
"Dumbledore..." Snape quietly murmured
"I CAN'T TAKE-"
"You will have detention again, Dumbledore, you will come to my office for your requirements..."
"But what about-"
"As for them, they did not do anything, you were the one to cause this fight, that is all.." Snape turned and swiftly disappeared into the darkness.
Tom's face reddened and he shook for the injustice and unfairness made it so.
Sniggering and glaring, the rest of the Slytherins marched out, leaving Tom still shaking with anger.
"Ohh, I have ta clean up the kitchen" Jay moaned at his given detention.
"You're the lucky one here, I get to go on another trip to Snape's office." Tom punched the floor, "Ow,...Snape's always siding with Natas..it's disgusting."
"Are you okay?" asked Ginny, still looking at Tom's small cut on the lower lip.
"Never felt better." said Tom sarcastically.
"Hmph, it's not my fault that, you jumped on Natas" Ginny frowned. "But...I guess I would've done the same to him.."
"He deserved it, he thinks that he's too pure to stand in here with Muggles- " said Tom, still punching the floor, imagining that the tiles were Natas's sneering face.
Tom stopped.
"What does Natas's father do..I mean.." Tom asked watching Jay's face redden.
"He-He's my dad's boss, not a good one either...he's the vice-president of the National Quidditch Association, you know, Head of the European Quidditch League, that git fired my dad for no reason..."
mumbled Jay quietly.
Tom sighed. He's eyes caught on a small book Ginny was holding absentmindly.
"What you got there Ginny?" Tom pointed at her hand.
Ginny, startled put it away, saying; "Nothing important...just a...diary"
"i can't believe you have a diary..I can't stand writing about my life. My dad gave me one of those and I thought.." said Jay loudly
Their converation grew louder and louder.
In a distance, cold yellow eyes stared at the three. Sishsieshehhsshhh, it went.
It's mouth opened to speak:
"................Hungry................"
Tom jerked. "Uh, did you hear that?"
Jay looked around, "No, why?"
Tom nervously smiled. "It was nothing"
6 months and two weeks later
"I can't believe the legend about the Chamber of Secrets is going around! And people..people say that Harry is the heir...hehe funny huh?" whispered Jay nervously.
"Mr. Sikem, please pay ATTENTION!" said Professor McGonagall sharply.
Tom looked up. Professor McGonagall's face was tired and white-faced. In fact, Tom thought, almost all the professors were looking like this. All pale and worried. Especially Ginny. Tom looked. Her face was whiter than any professor he met. She looked often shaky and scared.
"It's okay Ginny" hissed Tom.
Ginny stared blankly at Tom and then broke into a nervous smile.
"Thanks Tom-" her face suddenly grew whiter and her eyes bulged as if she saw Tom as a ghost.
"Er.."
"MR. DUMBLEDORE AND MISS WEASLEY WHAT CAN I DO TO MAKE YOU PAY ATTENT--- AND YOU MR. KNOCKENRIGE AND MR SIKEM MAY-" Professor McGonagall roared before collapsing onto her chair. Before she could say any more the lunch bell rang and within ten seconds, the room was empty, except for Tom, Jay and Ginny. Ginny, making a sudden sound and ran out.
"What's with her?" Jay's face showed absolute bewilderment as Tom shrugged.
"I dunno, probably the Chamber of Secret's thing is scarin' her.."
"You think all this is true?"
"Yea."
"WHAT!?"
"I heard from Harry..its all true.."
"B-b-b-but --"
"c'mon, we're gonna find out!" Tom whispered fiercely.
"Dumbledore and Sikem, why are you still here?" Professor McGonagall appeared.
"Oh-" Jay muttered
"You go ask her about the Chamber of Secrets..see what you can find out...we'll meet later, I'm going to my dad-" whispered Tom, then smiling,and saying a bit louder "Better be off-bye!"
Tom raced out and with a fierce determined look he climbed the stairs to the headmaster's office.
"Bertie Bott's Every Flavor beans, Chocolate Frogs, Sherbert Lemon-" Tom ranted on and on. The gargolye blocking the entrance did not budge. Tom glared. "C'mon! Wha-"
The gargolye still didn't make a single effort to come alive.
" Could help you there Tom" a voice behind him spoke.
"Wha- oh Harry, you know the password?" asked Tom hopefully.
"Yup, it's lemon drop" Harry recalled, suddenly the gargoyle sprang alive and moved aside.
"I owe you one" Tom said filled with gratitude. Harry winked.
"Harry" Tom blurted
"What?" Harry turned.
"Uh..people are saying tha well--never mind--"
"If you're hearing things about me being the heir, tell them to dump their heads into the toilet, I'm not" said Harry angrily
"Oh, no, um I was wondering if you knew anything about it,....you know...."
"Oh..." Harry looked slightly uncomfortable.
"Not really" Harry finally said, "Well see you soon..bye!" Harry quickly ran off. Tom blinked.
Realizing the gargoyle had moved aside, Tom quickly entered.
