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"I speak"
*I think*
Harry knew he was dying, even though Fawkes had cried healing phoenix tears on the wound where the basilisk fang had been. His vision started to turn black and he could only look at Ginny lying on the ground as he fell over, hoping Ron would be able to get her out of the Chamber of Secrets and to Madam Pomfrey for help.
When Harry woke up he didn't know where he was. It looked like some sort of cave. On one side was an opening and a teller above it that said , and after he heard a whale and a ghostly apparition fly through the opening the last 0 turned into a 1. A little further from the opening there were three ladies in black ripped robes. They seemed to have no eyes, while still being able to sense where a thread had been that they had just cut before the wailing spirit had flown in. At the other end of the cave was a big table where small figurines of magical creatures Harry recognized from Greek mythology stood on.
While Harry was looking around at where he had suddenly woken, up Hades had been looking at the young boy. This was already the fourth time that the boy was killed and because of a prophecy he wasn't allowed to keep the boy. Maybe he could make a deal with the kid that would keep him out of his way till it was actually his time. It had been too often that the fades had found his thread had cut itself without them doing it, which was not supposed to happen. Every time they had to knot it back together and Pain and Panic had been send upstairs to make certain that the kid was actually seen as alive and wasn't buried prematurely. *Well lets have some fun.* Hades thought.
"Hey kid, my name is Hades, Lord of the Underworld." Hades suddenly called out to the young boy who jumped up in surprise, before huddling into himself and looking frightened up at the big man with the blue skin and blue flames that seemed to be his hair. "H- Hello Mr. Hades, I'm H- Harry Potter." Harry said timidly at the Greek god. Hades laughed a bit at himself at Harry's reaction, though it was to be expected. "Here is the deal kid. This is already the fourth time you have come down here and it is cousing me a lot of paperwork to smooth it all over, as you aren't supposed to be dead yet. The first time was alright as it wassupposed to happen, so no problem with that one, but the other three are really upsetting the system I have going hear." Hades told the little boy who seemed to only hung back more in fear of getting reprimanded, he even started shacking. Hades knew that he had to slow down for a moment, as the kid was starting to think he was in trouble. Hades hated when he would got a child who was abused to death send to his realm. Though he normally didn't really show it, he was actually quite fond of the little tykes who could make a giant mess and not be punished for it. Children who died were always send to a special place within his realm in the Underworld, a small subworld you could call it, where they had a couple of nymphs caring for them in where they could play as much as they wanted. In reasond times he would also send child-psychiatrist to help with these children and the problems they had in life. Mary Poppins would also often visit, even though she wasn't actually dead.
"Now, you don't have to worry Harry, it wasn't your fault. I'm going to send you back in a minute, but maybe we could first make a deal so you won't come back here again until it is your time, or I need you to do something special for me, 'kay?" Hades asked the kid, who visible sighed when he heard that nothing bad was going to happen to him. He gave a small nod and looked with enquiring eyes at the Greek god of Death.
"This is what I want from you" Hades said, "I want you to look for things that are curses or are supposed to be dead, and then you use this spell: Κατάρα του σκότους, σας στέλνω στον κάτω κόσμο." He saw that Harry was confused, but also intrigued by this request and tried to repeat the spell "Katara tou skotous, sas stelnoo ston katoo kosmo" "Not perfect, but good enough kid." Hades complimented the kid. Harry looked a bit confused about things that were supposed to be dead, but thought that mr. Hades would propably know beter than him. "Sir, how do I know if there is that should be spelled?" the little boy asked. Hades took his chin in thought before snapping his fingers and with the wave of his hand and some smoke a medallion appeared in mid-air. With a flourish of his hand he gave it to Harry and said "When the gem starts to glow you are close to a curse, it will glow brighter when you get closer to the curse. If you for some reason need my help than you just need to open the locket and call my name, but only do this when you really don't know what to do, understood." Hades explained, getting a grin and a firm nod from the child.
"Now I think it's time for you to go back upstairs and send a couple of cursed things my way." And with that black smoke appeared around Harry and the cave disappeared from view. When the smoke disappeared Harry saw he was once more on the floor in the Chamber of Secrets, still holding the medallion that Hades had given him in his hand. As he saw Ginny starting to stir and wake up so he quickly put the medallion on and hid it under his robes before helping the little sister of his best friend stand up. They quickly left and met up with Ron and the amnesiac professor Lockhart before being flashed out of the tunnels to the medical wing by Fawkes.
In the back of his mind, Harry thought that mr. Hades may look scary, but was a very nice man and he hoped he could make to man proud by looking for as many cursed things as he could.