Parsletongue
Normal
Disclaimer: Everything belongs to J. K. Rowling *Now sitting in a corner and sobbing*
The next day, the Dursleys were back to normal after their freak out yesterday from Harry talking. They watched him warily, but still told him what chores to do.
"Boy, go outside and mow the lawn! Then you can come inside!" Aunt Petunia always avoided calling Harry by his real name because it reminded her of her sister. Harry walked out the door, still wondering if he would see the snake again. He got out the lawn mower, but just sat there, waiting for the snake to come again. Then a green head poked out from under the hedge.
Sssssspeaker! You have come back! The snake exclaimed.
Obviously. You're the only one I can talk to.
You are not aloud to sssspeak? Nonsssssenssse! An outrage! Desssspicable! After the snake let out his anger, Harry asked him a question.
What did you mean, yesterday, about how if I look close enough, I will see things the way they truly are? What does that mean?
Mmmm...you haven't figured that out yet, young- what issss your name? The snake looked at him.
Harry. My name is Harry.
Well, Harry, my name issss- The snake let out a series of hisses very quickly-or you can call me Sssseth. But, what I mean, assss I wasssss ssssaying before, you sssshould know what you are dealing with. The snake grinned.
Well, what do you mean? Like, fighting or something? Or everything is actually a dream?
No, no no! Of coursssse not! You're a wizard, Harry. And the world issss filled with them, and magic!
Harry was stunned. M-m-m-magic? No. I couldn't be a wizard, I'm as normal as a- he was cut off.
Muggle.
What? What's a muggle?
People with not a drop of magical blood in their veins. Like the onessss you live with, in there. And, if your normal, how are you sssspeaking to me? The snake mused. Then the snake looked suddenly surprised. My, my! I haven't answered your quesssstion! Now, what you have to do, isssss take one of thosssse reflective thingssss that they have- Now it was Harry's turn to interrupt.
Mirror.
Yessss, yessss, a mirror. Jusssst look in it and concentrate. Then you will ssssee. I musssst go! They are coming back to check! Goodbye! Then the snake slithered back into the darkness.
"Boy! Come inside! This time you get a meal for doing the lawn! But if you take so long again next time, you won't get any!" Uncle Vernon bellowed from the kitchen. "What are you doing, get inside! Stop standing there!" Harry looked up at him. He forced the English out of his mouth.
"Okay, I will come. I will not be late next time." Then he walked through the door, leaving his shocked and angry uncle at the door.