Harry looked at the clock...midnight. Good. It was time. He sprung out of bed and tore of his blue striped pyjamas, and replaced it with his black robes. He needed to stay focused and be fast, this operation would require the utmost precision. He slid out his door and into the corridor, snapping his gaze in every direction, being sure that nobody was in sight. Once certain that he wouldn't be...observed he hauled it down the hallway and took a sharp right towards the out of bounds girl's bathroom, and once he was inside, he slammed the door behind him.
"Took you long enough!" Spoke a feisty Hermione, kneeling next to a small cauldron, "Me and Ron were getting worried we'd have to go on without you!" Harry turned to look at Ron who stood quivering like leaves in the wind,
"You two are insane! I'm not taking that polyjuice stuff! Are you MAD?" At that point, Harry had quite enough of Ron's tomfoolery. With haste, he grabbed a vial of hermione's potion and poured it's cement-like contents down Ronald's gaping throat. He began to gag and fell to a kneeling position,
"Are you trying to attract attract attention?!" Hermione moaned as she wacked Harry's arm. They looked back down at Ron who began to transmorph and shutter violently as the incomplete potion raced through his veins.
"The potion is missing something...Go wait outside, keep watch. We can't have anyone stumbling in while I finish the potion. We don't want to end up like him do we?" Hermione said as she pointed the the shapeless grey puddle once known as 'Ron'. Harry nodded and made his way to the door, stepping over the bubbling mass of fluid. Harry waited, peeping out the crack of the open door, making sure that nobody would stumble in, their mission was too important. Hours had passed and still nothing. Harry looked down and saw the 'Ron' puddle began to collect around his feet,
"Not now Ron!" Harry shouted as he stomped on the grey fluid, making it retract and hiss. Harry gasped, he had looked away from the hall! What if someone was there! Harry turned back to the corridor and saw with horror, that Mrs Norris was standing there, looking at him through her sharp yellow eyes. Harry bit his lip...no...he couldn't be distracted. He had to be here for Hermione! The potion was almost complete. He felt himself take on a heroic stance, nothing would detour him...nothing would keep him from his goal. He thought it and believed it too, that was until Mrs Norris turned around to reveal her kitty cat anus. Harry's jaw hit the fucking floor at the sight of the feline's love tunnel. Harry actually lost control when she beckoned him on with a seductive,
"Meow!" Harry lunged at the cat and pursued it down the hallways Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry until of course, they met a dead end.
"Nowhere to run…" Harry said with a smile as he unzipped his trousers, "nowhere to hide." He finished as he finally let them fall to the floor, revealing his thick, tree trunk-like legs and horribly scarred phallus. The cat hissed and backed into the corner, trying to evade her captor, but it was too late. The chosen one gets whatever he chooses. The boy who lived, can and will take the lives of others. Harry plunged into Mrs Norris, her endless biting and scratching having no effect on the merciless wizard. The cat hissed and screamed as it tried to escape the iron grip of Potter but it was no use, as she would meet the fate that all too many pets have met at the hands of Harry Potter. His onslaught only continued to tear at the kitty until almost nothing remained, blood covered the walls, ceiling and floor of the corridor, and Harry, as if oblivious or unmoved at the total invisoration of his victim, continued to thrust into the bloodied mound of organs and flesh that lie before him. His eyes were vacant and rich with nothing but animalistic instinct and the unparalleled thrill of the kill. Moments passed before he regained control of his actions. He then looked up to see Severus Snape standing over him. He was wearing his nightgown, and associated cap and held an oil lamp in his hand, it took a moment for the bewildered student to realize that Snape also had cucumbers on his eyes.
"Mister Potter." Snape said as he let the lush slices of produce fall from his eyes, "If I may ask, why are you covered in cat entrails at this late of an hour?" He asked dryly as he peered down at Harry. Potter, knowing that the snape's vision is based on movement, stood absolutely still. Snape tilted his head, confused,
"Potter? Potter? Where did you go?" He asked to no reply. Harry then put on his cloak of invisibility and hauled ass back to the bathroom to meet Hermione.
-Intermission-
"Where the hell have you been?!" Hermione asked as Harry through off his cloak
"In the corridor...I'm sorry hermione I'm so sorry! I got distracted!" Hermione rolled her eyes and looked back down at the cauldron, stirring it's swirling contents.
"Anyways, I found out what the missing ingredient is!" Harry smiled,
"Oh brilliant Hermione! What is it!" Hermione laughed and kept stirring,
"It's cat shit! We need cat shit!...only I don't know where to get any..." Harry smiled, eager to impress Hermione, he dropped his pants again and swabbed some of Mrs Norris' stool from his genitals and let it fall into the boiling cauldron.
"Great work Harry!" Hermione said as the potion took on a darker colour and more viscous texture, "Where did you get it?" Harry shrugged nonchalantly and smiled,
"Well…" He began as the door shot open.
"Mister Potter...Miss Granger." Snape said as he loomed in the doorway, casting a shadow over them.
"That's impossible!" Harry proclaimed as he fell to his knees in defeat, "How did you find us?!" Snape smiled,
"You left a trail…" Snape bent down and dipped his finger in a drip of cat blood, one of many which formed a path along the floor. Snape then dipped his finger into his mouth and let the metallic taste tantalize his tongue, and his eyes roll back into his head,
"Yep...that's cat blood alright." Harry stood up and raised his arms.
"You can take me away, and lock me up in Azkaban, but you will NOT stop us from getting into the chamber of secrets!" Snape tilted his head again,
"Oh...you were just getting into the chamber of secrets? Ok I'll help." Snape turned the faucet and allowed the chamber to open with a loud slam.
"Go on." Snape said. Harry and Hermione walked into the passageway and turned back to look at snape.
"Thank you Snape…" They said in unison, but all snape did was scowl,
"Don't thank me yet. I can help you enter the chamber but I will not help you face what lies inside...you two must go in alone...for the force that dwells within has become more powerful than i could ever imagine." They nodded,
"Thank you professor Snape." They moved into the tunnel...hoping for the best.
-Intermission-
"These tunnels go on forever Harry!' Hermione said as they moved through the seemingly endless labyrinth of tunnels, "They must really want to keep people out!" Harry peered into the darkness, pondering what snape had said,
"Or...keep something in." A thunderous screech filled the tunnel.
"What the hell was that!?" Asked a terrified Hermione as she held Harry's arm,
"I don't know...but I'm gonna find out. This way." Guided Harry as they made their way into the main chamber. They gasped as they entered. This cavernous chamber was crafted out of fine stone bricks and was surrounded by a mote of water, lined with grotesque statues of serpents.
"What is this place!?" Asked Hermione.
"The future." Replied a mischievous Neville Longbottom as he strode from the shadows, slowly applauding, "More specifically the future of Neville Longbottom." Harry spat at the villainous boy and snarled,
"Neville?! What are you doing here?!" Neville smiled and looked at the floor,
"I'm securing my supremacy, making sure that my interests go unchallenged." Neville turned to face the sculpture of an old man's face which acted as a mural on the far wall of the chamber,
"This section of Hogwarts is rich with untapped potential...and I alone will profit from it!" He twisted and turned...becoming something...unethical.
"Holy fuck!" Screamed Hermione as Neville became a monstrously large penis, spanning a full ten meters in length. The veiny phallus slithered along the ground like a mighty basilisk before ultimately ramming itself straight up Hermione's skirt, immediately splitting her clean in half. Before Harry could even raise his want in self defense all went black.
-Intermission-
He awoke in a mean sweat, strapped to a chair. He looked up only to see that Neville was standing there, amused.
"I must admit Potter...you put up a good fight...and poor poor Hermione...oh she will be missed." Harry struggled to break his bonds but it was no use, Neville's time as a boy scout taught him well.
"Why?! Why did you do this Neville?!: He laughed again before sitting on the sofa.
"Why does anyone do anything Potter?" Harry looked around...he was in a place he knew he recognized but couldn't quite identify. It was a living room, in a small english suburb no doubt, and a christmas tree was right next to him. He was flanked on all sides by a vast assortment of gifts.
"Where am I?" Demanded a now terrified potter.
"Where you've always been going" said Neville as he counted the dollar bills that Aunt Petunia had given him. He put on his stench coat and fedora,
"It's been fun Potter but…I gotta dash!" He placed a beautiful red bow on Harry's head before storming out of the house. Aunt Petunia, Uncle Vernon and of course...DUDLEY stormed into the room, entirely naked and beating on kettle drums,
"THIRTY EIGHT PRESENTS!" Screamed Dudley as he he began to 'unwrap' Harry, tearing at his flesh and looking upon the skeleton and muscles which lie beneath, Harry screamed as they rejoiced,
"Merry christmas Dudley...merry Christmas."
FIN