Harry was sitting on the bed in my dorm. He groaned in frustration, thinking about everything that had gone wrong this year . Last year, his year had been uneventful for the most part. The only threat, the Sorcerer's Stone, the large red speckled crystal that produced the elixir of life, which allowed you to live forever. Voldemort had attempted to steal it using Professor Quirinus Quirrell's body. But Dumbledore had defeated Quirrell, and forced Voldemort out of the castle. But this year, things had blown way out of proportion. Four people had been murdered by what the teachers called "The Chamber of Secrets." Also, the words 'The Chamber of Secrets has been opened, Enemies of the Heir Beware' And because of that, people were wildly pointing fingers at each other, too scared to function properly.
"Mate," Neville said, breaking him out of his thoughts." You've been staring at nothing for a while now, Neville said, a bit agitated. "Lets go get some dinner, it's getting late.
"Mm hum," he mumbled.
As Harry and Neville walked down to the great hall, Harry noticed something. Every day, less and less students came down to the great hall. It was if they thought that going down to the great hall would increase their chances of being killed by 'The Chamber of Secrets'. After they ate, Professor Dumbledore called everyone's attention. "I'm sure you are all aware of what has been happening in the last couple of weeks. I just want to enlighten you, that there are a few places that we are placing wards around, and there is no way you can be harmed there. First, the great hall is impenetrable. Prefects, please tell your students that don't come to the great hall, that they are in no danger whatsoever. Second, no classroom, or common room is vulnerable. Finally, anywhere on the grounds outside are impenetrable. Thank you," Dumbledore finished.
As Neville and Harry walked back up to their dorm, Neville said, "Well, Dumbledore sure knows how to make everyone feel safe, doesn't he?
Seeing Harry's lack of response, Neville said curiously, "What's up with you? First you spend hours staring at nothing, then you can't answer a simple question." "Harry, you have friends for a reason, they help you when you are down. Harry we want to help you with whatever is going on!" Neville said, exasperated. When they got back to the common room, Neville sat down on the sofa. Harry sat down next to him. Out of nowhere Harry started talking. "This year has just taken it's toll of me," Harry said. "Just everything that has happened is just so overwhelming, especially when half the kids in the castle are calling you the Heir to Slytherin. I just want to run and hide, just escape from my life," Harry said.
"Oh my god Harry I never knew. I'm so sorry for pressuring you into talking. I could never tell anyone something like that," Neville said hurriedly. But Harry put his hand up. "It's okay, said, his voice much stronger and much more forceful than before. "In fact, I needed someone to tell, so that I could see what I truly felt about it. You are that person I know I can come to tell you how I really feel. It means the world to me Neville. It really does," Harry lightly said. With those words, they went to bed. The next morning, Harry had double DADA with their new professor, Professor Lupin. Professor Lockhart had been sacked a few weeks ago, when Professor Dumbledore had been present for one of his classes, where Lockhart had them read his book Gadding with Ghouls, which Dumbledore noticed had various imperfections. As he walked down to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. He heard a voice in his head. So hungry...Let me Rip, Let me tear... Let me kill again. He looked around, and saw nothing. Am I going crazy? Harry thought. He ran into the entrance to the DADA classroom. He looked up, and saw Professor Lupin, a man with patched robes, and a leather suitcase. "Good morning, class," Lupin said. "Today we are going to be dueling each other. But first let me demonstrate the spell that you will be learning today." He pulled out his wand, aimed it at the dummy, and said, "Expelliarmus!" The fake wand in the dummies' hand flew away from it's hand, and straight to Professor Lupin, who caught it. "Alright, who will be out first pair? Lupin asked. "Draco and Harry, please." "Alright, on the count of three, Draco, cast your disarming charm. 1,2,3."Serpensortia!" Draco yelled, and a hissing black snake flew out of his wand. The snake slithered towards Neville, who inched away from it. ;Leave him alone; said Harry, completely unaware that he was speaking parseltongue. The snake flopped on the floor, totally docile. Neville looked at Harry with a look that was half shocked, half aghast. Harry looked at Professor Lupin. He said "Draco, I told you to cast Expelliarmus. Five points from Slytherin. Harry, meet with me after class, okay?" Lupin ordered. Am I in trouble? What did I do wrong? Harry thought. After class, Harry stayed behind. Lupin began "Harry, that class told me something about you. You're a parseltongue,"