Veneficus Verum; Chamber of Secrets
Rated; T for violence, blood, and swearing.
HP pairings canon+Luna/OC and TotA pairings are Luke/Tear, Guy/Natalia, Ion/Anise, past!Asch/Natalia
Disclaimer: Not mine…I've said this, like, a million times.
Warning; um, nothing.
AN: So! The sequel…I hope you all like it~
Chapter 1
A Thousand and One nights
Harry yawned. He had been trying to not yawn, and so hoped that his aunt would not notice it. The 12 year old rubbed away the dirt on his face. Earlier that day, he had freaked Dudley out by saying he was trying to figure which spell to use to set the hedge on fire.
He had paid dearly for it, but it was still funny whenever he thought of it. Harry glanced back at the hedge in question before shaking his head: He had to tell Aunt Petunia that he was done.
When he entered the house, a plate with a cracker and a slice of cheese on it was shoved into his hands and he was pushed off to his room, "Go, boy, now!" Harry huffed quietly, but moved on regardless. Dudley squawked as he passed him, which made the dark red-head smile faintly.
Quickly, the young boy hurried up the stairs, biting his lip as he did so. He barely made it to his room when he heard a few hard knocks on the door of the house. Harry sat on his bed with a sigh, not noticing the being next to him until after he had finished off his cracker and cheese.
"Er, Harry Potter, Sir?" Harry blinked and looked at the creature sitting next to him, "Oh, Hullo. I didn't see you…" "Don't worry, Harry Potter, Sir, people don't usually notice house elves anyway…"
Harry frowned lightly, "House Elf?"
The 'elf's eyes went wide, "How can the great Harry Potter not know of us…? But, then, not many half-bloods or muggle-borns know of us…" He bowed, "My name is Dobby, sir." Harry nodded slowly, utterly confused.
He tipped his head at the elf, "Why are you here, Dobby? If you don't mind me asking." Dobby seemed surprised by the last comment but said, "Dobby is…not wanting to sound rude, Harry Potter, sir…"
Harry raised an eyebrow: What was Dobby talking about? You're really an alien from another planet and only house elves can tell, joked The Voice in the back of his head. He had to resist his sudden urge to laugh.
"Go ahead Dobby."
"Well, Sir, Dobby is hoping…Wanting that Mr. Harry Potter sir would not return to Hogwarts?" The last part was muttered meekly. Harry stared at him for a long time before turning away and saying, "So. Earlier you were surprised that I asked if you didn't mind me asking you something."
Dobby seemed somewhat upset about by his sudden change of topic and answered accordingly, "Well, Dobby is not being asked much if he minds it if someone asks him a question. Dobby's masters cares even less, Sir."
Harry frowned, "Your masters?" Dobby cringed faintly, "It is not mattering, Harry Potter, sir." He narrowed his eyes with a frown; Time to take a leaf out of Neville's book. "How about this Dobby." The elf looked up, "I will only hear you out about Hogwarts if you tell me who your masters are, okay?"
The tiny elf seemed somewhat fearful of this 'deal' before finally nodding, "Okay, Harry Potter, sir.
"Well, sir, My family…is a pureblood family. The Malfoys, Harry Potter, sir." "The Malfoys? Like, Draco Malfoy Malfoy?" Dobby seemed surprised by Harry's knowledge and then realized that he had gone to Hogwarts and most likely ran into his young master.
He sighed, "I'm pretty sure that Malfoy probably doesn't having anything to do with what you want to tell me. Am I right?" Dobby nodded. "Okay…Well, Dobby, why don't you tell me why you don't want me to do back to Hogwarts."
Dobby began to wring his hands on his…tea towel?, "Well, sir, Dobby is wanting Harry Potter Sir to stay here and not goes to Hogwarts this year, sir." Harry frowned, "But why? I mean, here can't be anything worse then last year there…" Laughter carried up from the rooms downstairs, some which sounded forced.
The elf bowed his head, "Dobby is hearing about your last encounter with He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named," He looked back up at him, "But, Harry Potter, sir, this is...There is a greater danger! Someone...Someone will try, sir!" "Try what, Dobby?"
"...They will...The Chamber of Secrets, Harry Potter, sir!" Dobby shook his head fiercely, obviously unable to continue. Harry stared. He already could tell he couldn't ask any more of the house elf and sighed, "I can't stay here, Dobby. The Dursleys...They hate me, and I'm not overly fond of them either."
Dobby gave him a horrified look, "Your life is in danger. You cannot return, Harry Potter sir!" The dark red-head's eyes flashed, "I'm going back Dobby, even if there is danger. Besides, there is no way I'm letting my friends face something like that alone."
The elf gave a moan, "Harry Potter is noble, sir! But, Dobby cannot allow someone as noble and great as you, Harry Potter sir, to be killed. Dobby will do what he must." Harry narrowed his eyes. Before he could do a thing, the elf had leapt up, and, to Harry's horror, the elf flung himself out into the hall.
The 12 year old hurried after, catching Dobby with the pudding Aunt Petunia had taken so long to make hovering just below the ceiling. "No...Dobby...," Harry pleaded. Dobby shook his head, "Only if Harry Potter says he won't return to Hogwarts." "I can't...!"
"Then," The elf gave him a sad look, "I have no choice Harry Potter."
Harry watched as the pudding fell to the ground with a loud SMACKTHUD. He stared quietly at the new mess in the kitchen. Unfortunately, the Dursleys and their guests heard the noise. His new fate was to be locked up in his room ...
And this wasn't just any locked room, not anymore. Bars on the window, the door locked all day...His Aunt and Uncle know he can't do magic during the holidays...
He curled up into a ball on his bed. This sucked. Why, it was just like before...What his thoughts meant by 'Before', Harry didn't know, but at the moment he could only hope for his friends to help him...Even if they weren't sending him any letters.
"Dobby might've known," Harry muttered to himself. Hedwig gave a light hoot of agreement to him. He sent his owl a faint grin, wishing Mieu was here. Mieu had, sadly, been forced to stay at Hogwarts. Had he not been, Harry might've been able to send a message to one of his friends with his help.
Mieu would have been nice for conversation too.
Harry sat there on the bed until night, not getting up for any of the meals that were pushed through the new cat flap. Even the distant noises of a car didn't make him move. He sat there, not falling asleep, not feeling tired at all. There was a light knocking noise.
He ignored it.
The knocking noise grew a little louder.
He groaned and got up.
And then he froze, "Ron?" The other red-head grinned widely at him. "What're you doing here?" he mumbled through the glass. "Here to get you-But nevermind that, why did you use magic?" Harry gave an exasperated sigh, "I didn't." Ron rolled his eyes, "You sure? You didn't do any magic, even on accident?"
"...I didn't, Ron."
He 'Hmmm'ed his agreement and and began to undo the latch for the window, "Fred, George, and me'll get the bars off the window, so get Hedwig up near the window. I'll get her into the car while Fred and George get your trunk..."
"How did you-"
"I know you, buddy, and I know you'd never let your trunk out of your room willingly. Move back, okay?" Ron tied a thick cord of rope around the bars and moved back into the blue-green car. Harry also moved away, grabbing Hedwig's cage as he did so.
The bars soon collapsed against the pressure of the rope and car, and Harry quickly passed Hedwig to Ron while the twins slipped passed him. "Your trunk-" "-is where-" "-Mate?" The dark red-head resisted his urge to laugh once more and said, "It's in the cupboard beneath the stairs. Be careful," He added, "The bottom stair creaks."
They also 'hmmm'ed and then set to work on the door's lock. Harry was somewhat surprised when it opened. Fred waved a bobby pin at him, "Muggle tricks are-" -Very useful!" And the two left the room, sneaking across and down the stairs as quietly as possible. Harry wished they were just a little bit more quiet.
By the time the twins returned, Harry had positioned himself in a place right next to the window. They would be able to get the trunk into the back of the car, then get in and go. Hopefully, Uncle Vernon wouldn't wake up. Speaking of him...
Harry listened intently at Fred and George shoved the trunk into the back and then get into the car as Ron moved it back into position. Unfortunately, they were a bit too loud about it, because he heard a loud, 'I'm-waking-up' snort from Uncle Vernon. "Get in," The 12 year old hissed as George grappled with Fred to get into one of the back seats.
The 14 year olds were somewhat surprised by his fierceness, but they too heard his uncle beginning to wake up. They stopped messing around and George hurried into his seat. Ron pulled the car back, swung it around and then parked it again(in midair!) so that Harry could get into the passenger's seat.
He quickly did so, just as he heard his uncle open the door of his own bedroom. The seatbelt was strapped and Harry gestured for Ron to go. And he did, moments before Uncle Vernon opened Harry's bedroom door. The blue-green car had already taken off and was half-hidden by the clouds by the time the over-weight man had a chance to get to the window.
The red-head couldn't help his grin and soft laugh. The other three red-heads, all of their hair much lighter then his own, snorted at his obvious amusement. "So, Harry," Ron commented lightly, "Wanna tell us why someone did magic and who did the magic?"
"The one who did the magic was trying to get me to stay at the Dursleys, and not get to Hogwarts. And, the one who did magic...," Harry sighed, "A house elf, named Dobby." The twins blinked, "A house elf? They're only found in big Pureblood mansions, usually."
Harry frowned, "I know. I got the name of the family..." Let me guess," Ron said drily, "Malfoys?" The dark red-head gave a soft, bitter laugh, "Yeah. But, I doubt Dobby's family knew about him being there."
Fred frowned, "Why do you say that?"
"Because, all he could tell me was that there was a danger at Hogwarts and that it had something to do with the Chamber of Secrets."
"Never heard of it..."
"Hermione or Neville might know," Harry mused. Ron nodded: Their two other friends were both very knowledgeable. The twins shrugged at each other not really caring too much about it. "You know," Ron murmured, looking across the horizon, "It's almost morning."
The twins cringed, "Mum is going to kill all of us."
Ron snorted and sent Harry a grin.
"More like just us three."
Hehehehehe, do you like this chapter? And, uh, I dunno if I like the way I end the chapter this way. Ah, well. Anyway, I'm starting up on Circumstance...And I'm tempted to do a WBWL HP crossover fic as well as a Jak&Daxter fic. I dunno, though, cause it might be too much for me lol what do you guys think?