I really disliked the second book so this was a sort of forced effort, I assure you all the next chapter will be much longer because PoA was honestly my favorite book and Arya's relationship with Sirius is going to be something I'm going to be focusing on. Anyway, enjoy, oh and I've gotten a lot of requests to make this Arya/Neville, Harry/Hermione, and for them to drag their significant others back to Westeros and I am actually considering it. Funny thing is, I hadn't even planned anything like that to happen I just really like Nev and Mia and wanted them to be friends with the twins, happy accidents all around.


Her perception of time had been fuzzy, Arya had felt like her mind was stuck in thick molasses in the dead of winter for an eternity and was only now just beginning to thaw out enough for her thoughts to move.

Primary thought at this moment being 'What the literal fuck happened to me?'

Last she had remembered Hermione had dragged her to the library after she had an epiphany on what the hell Slytherin's monster was, they had been hovering over a book about various magical creatures when they'd found it.

Hermione, Hermione, tore the page out of the book crushing it in her hand in rage and dragged her out of the library while conjuring a mirror and sticking it around the edge of the library doorway when they saw...

"Oh fucking hell I got hit with the basilisk's gaze didn't I?"

Her throat felt like sandpaper, her voice sounded like Theon after he had been on a bender, and her head hurt like Gendry had accidentally hit her on the head with his hammer.

A sheepish voice spoke up then, "Yeah...you and Hermione both actually..."

Opening her eyes she saw Neville standing above her offering a glass of water to her silently, that sweet, beautiful boy.

Groaning she sat up and took the glass and downed it in three gulps, handing it back to him he quickly refilled it from the pitcher on the nightstand beside her bed and she accepted its return gladly.

"What happened?"

A moment later Harry guided a shaky Hermione to her bed and helped her onto it as the brunette quickly sidled up next to her looking a bit worse for wear, Arya responding to this by throwing an arm around her shoulders.

Hermione responded to that by stealing her glass of water and downing half of it before handing it back to her, this action almost made Arya laugh, almost.

Harry responded looking very much like he was put upon a moment before exchanging glances with Neville who simply nodded at him, "Well you two got petrified like the others, you've been out three weeks."

Three WEEKS?!

Neville spoke up then, "Term is over and don't worry as agreed we signed you two up for Arthimancy, Runes, and Care of Creatures, also you had your exams waved, Professor Mcgonagall said there really wasn't any point for her two brightest students to take them regardless and all."

Arya thought that was kind, Hermione looked a bit put out but rallied herself quickly enough.

"What happened that has you two so fidgety?"

And her best female friend cut to the quick once again.

Neville and Harry shot each other nervous glances before Harry finally responded, "We... Did not take what happened to you very well... Like at all."

Arya cocked her head to the side and Neville vaguely clarified the matter by simply stating, "Draco Malfoy is terrified of us, though the wanker had it coming after he started gloating over what happened to you..."

"Neville broke one of his legs and threatened to peal his dick like a banana," Harry stated cheerfully while Neville glanced away blushing, Arya could only giggle at that revelation as she gently patted Neville's shoulder.

Oh they grow up so fast when unsupervised.

Harry continued on, "So anyway, another message appeared saying something like 'Her bones will rest in the chamber for eternity' or some shite, then we found the page crumpled in Hermione's hand and tried to find someone to listen to us."

"We couldn't find any professors, and the prefects were useless, Harry figured out where the entrance to the chamber of secrets was so we decided to head down there ourselves. So...we also decided to get some adult help regardless if he was willing to offer it or not..."

Hermione rubbed the bridge of her nose and shook her head before asking, "What adult help?"

"We kidnapped Lockhart to use as basilisk bait," Harry chirped out cheerfully, Arya and Hermione exchanged glances before letting out put upon sighs.

Neville continued the story, "Very long, irritating, and overly complicated story made short we went down to the chamber and found out a cursed diary was possessing Ginny Weasley-"

"Harry's creepy fangirl?" Arya asked incredulously.

"Yeah, her." Neville replied with an eye roll before continuing on, "Anyway a shade of Voldemort was stealing her life force and we let it monologue a bit until we found out his birth name was Tom Marvolo Riddle."

"Riddle isn't a pure blood name," Hermione stated while her head cocked to the side.

"No," Harry replied with grim smile, "He was half blood like Arya and myself..."

Arya could only shake her head at that, irony you fickle bitch...

"Anyway, he summoned the basilisk and it was at that point we enervated Lockhart and he bravely faced off against the massive snake."

Harry snickered at that, "More like Neville shot a few stinging hexes at him and yelled, "Hey Flophart there is Slytherin's basilisk, slay it already!"

Arya shot the now flustered Neville an appraising, and approving look as he shrugged slightly under the scrutiny, "I was annoyed. Anyway while Lockhart was bravely feeding the basalisk we tried to destroy the book that was housing Voldemort's spirit when Dumbledore's phoenix showed up."

Harry cocked his head to the side in contemplation before shaking it slowly, "I think Fawkes hated Lockhart as much as we did because he didn't appear until he was eaten. Regardless he tore out the Basilisk's eyes and dropped the sorting hat at my feet, and for some reason I was able to pull Godric Gryffindor's sword from it.

"I'll save us some time and simply say that I killed the basilisk with it then Neville used it to kill the book Voldemort. Oh we also stole Malfoy's house elf, who happens to be the same insane little shit that has been trying to 'save' me all year because his master wa the one who planted the diary on Weasley. That about it Neville?"

He looked contemplative a moment then nodded, "About it I think."

Hermione and Arya stared at them a few moments before both girls dropped their heads and let out frustrated sighs, after a time Arya raised her head and did her best to remain polite.

"You two are never allowed to do anything without our supervision ever again," was all she could manage to say.

Harry opened his mouth when Hermione seethed out, "Ever, are we clear Mister Potter?"

Harry exchanged a glance with Neville who looked a bit like a cow caught in the lights of an oncoming train before replying, "Umm...yes...all right then..."

Thus ended their second year at the asylum known as Hogwarts.