Never been tired in all my life. Went shopping and got the last movie of Harry Potter series( Got the whole collection!) And I also bought the whole collection of the Harry Potter books. For a box set, it cost me $110 dollars!! Glad I got them though, won't have to go the library for them now, so I present this to you, my readers!! Can't believe the ups and downs of School, couldn't get my head straight so I haven't been working on this at all =_=
Warning: Harry's anger issue…petrified cat??
Disclaimer: Don't own the series but I only buy the things J.K. Rowling has created!!(Meaning I got books and movies from stores!!)
Harry was slightly puzzled at the information that professor Snape had given Draco and himself and began to wonder if any other teacher would know about the half-blood prince and whatever had happened to him. He found it useless to ask anyone in the Slytherin common room since everyone seemed to have not forgotten the bowing and did it every time Harry and Draco had entered the room. It was bad enough to have students bowing to him when he could also hear voices that seemed to scare the living daylights out of him every time he walked through the corridors. Ron and Hermione weren't of much help since they weren't exactly allowed to actually chat with each other at their tables since Slytherin had hated the Gryffindor members for quite a long time now and Gryffindor had taken this as an act of war against their house and detested every student in the Slytherin house.
Fred and George were part of the problem when Harry was trying to get a conversation with Ron. Sprouting stuff out that Peeves the poltergeist would. Such as, 'Bow everyone! The princess has come to talk to old Ronnie of Gryffindor!!' It had made Ron mad but he didn't seem to hold Harry as the culprit of his humiliation and explained that there wasn't anything in his older brother's heads except for jokes. It was a little reassuring to see Hermione helping Harry with some of his homework even though they were in separate houses.
Harry had just finished working on a long project that he was assigned for class and was wondering if Draco was going to be mad with him for not doing the project on time. It had been a few days after their detention with Snape and Harry had refused to go to Draco for any kind of help that he needed. He began to feel more isolated from his own house as well as the Gryffindor house and was hoping it wouldn't last for too long. He was on his way to the feast when he heard the same hissing voice again. He halted his walking and listened for it to see where it was coming from.
"Kill…bloodshed!" Harry heard it coming from inside the walls and pressed his ear to it but he heard nothing and ran alongside the wall to see if he could hear it again, thinking it had moved. It seemed to have moved since Harry was not leaning on the wall anymore and was now standing in a large puddle of water that was flooded on the floor.
He saw something in the reflection and realized it was Filch's cat, Mrs. Norris. Horrified and it being the only thing on his mind, he ran for help at once. His movement was stopped by professor Snape once again. It felt awkward running into the same teacher every time you were in need of something or someone. At first Harry was frightened that it might have been the culprit of the crime that was just committed but after seeing Snape's face, Harry calmed down a while and tried to find his words.
"Mrs. Norris…she's…I think she's…dead." Harry tried to make out as he panted and tried to catch his breath. Draco was behind the potions teacher and stepped out into the lit up area of the corridor.
"I think you're tired." Draco exclaimed to the professor and to Harry and meant to take Harry back to the common room but Snape intervened and distanced Draco from Harry a few steps, still looking into Harry's eyes.
"What about the cat, Potter?" His tone was icy cold as usual and shown no signs of sympathy for nearly scaring Harry out of his skin. Harry didn't hesitate any longer and answered him.
"There was water on the floor, but I saw her hanging by her tail, come on!!" Harry turned and ran toward the cat that hung by her tail. Its lifeless body, limp and next to the cat, written in blood on the wall, 'The chamber of secrets has been opened. Enemies of the Heir, Beware.' Harry stood back from the cat and the wall to get a good look while Snape stared at the cat's body in wonder.
"'Enemies of the Heir, Beware?' Definitely in Slytherin house."
"Quiet, Malfoy. Potter and yourself will stay with me. We'll go and fetch the Headmaster. He'll want to hear your tale, Potter." Snape hurried off, his black cape whipping behind him. Draco smirked at the writing on the wall and followed Snape.
Harry stared at the poor cat that hung by its tail and felt slightly sorry for it but rushed to catch up to the two beings who seemed to glide like ghosts at a racetrack. They rounded many corners and went down a few halls before reaching a normal looking wall that had a statue of a gargoyle sitting on a pillar, looking slightly alarmed at professor Snape's appearance.
"Off with you if you don't know the password." The gargoyle had come to life and was snarling at them.
"I know the password, statue. Sherbert lemon." Harry had never seen Snape act so strict to a mere statue but put the thought to the back of his mind and followed Draco and Snape up the moving staircase that resulted in a twirling movement.
Reaching the top, Snape left the staircase and knocked on an old wooden door. The doors opened up and there, sitting in a comfortable looking chair was Albus Dumbledore, headmaster of the Hogwarts school. Harry wondered why he hadn't been at the feast like some of the other teachers were. His long, white and grey-almost solver beard was glittering under whatever light he had on. Harry looked around and stared in fascination as a red, scarlet bird sat on its perch gazing back at him and the others. Its feathers were crimson red and its tail had long feathers. Harry stood next to Draco unknowingly and clutched the boy's arm that caused Draco to twist his head.
"We'll be out soon, Harry." Draco whispered in Harry's ear and led them to the desk, following close to Snape.
"Ah, professor Snape. What brings you here? Not setting a detention this late, I hope?" The man gave out a small smile and allowed Snape to talk.
"No, Headmaster. But rather, Mr. Potter has something he wishes to discuss with you. We have discovered an attack on Argus' cat. It is urgent that you see this Headmaster. Before we go, Potter has his version of what he saw before discovering the cat."
"Go on, Harry." The man seemed so gentle and tender that it was hard to believe he'd be the most powerful wizard of the school.
"Well it wasn't Mrs. Norris' reflection that caught my attention, sir. I-I heard a voice. It sounded…like it wanted to kill something. That's when I followed it and saw Mrs. Norris' body hanging from the candleholder. I went to search for a teacher and ran into professor Snape." Harry couldn't believe he had just told the great wizard about him having heard a voice. Surely hearing voices meant going nuts.
Instead of laughing in Harry's face, the great wizard stroked his beard with his bony fingers and thought to himself as he walked toward the door. Snape at his heel. Draco didn't move and stared at Harry oddly but moved closer to him.
"Guess it's not going to be such a peaceful year after all. First Quirrell and now voices and what seems to be, a dead cat. Hogwarts is definitely an odd school, Harry. Chin up Harry, I'll be with you till the end. Let's go see what this old wizard thinks." Harry felt slightly happy at the chosen words and followed Draco out of the room.
The feast was now apparently over and most of the teachers and students were leaving to go to bed while the teachers patrolled the halls as they usually did. The prefect students of their own houses, guided some first years who were lost, to the common rooms of their houses, showing off their brilliant badges that had the letter 'p' on it, for prefect. The students had rounded the corner and stopped at the corners, seeing the cat still hanging from the candleholder and the blood written on the wall sent some of the girls to start crying and screaming in fear.
Harry and Draco were wise to stick close to professor Snape and Dumbledore while the other teachers came rushing over, along with Filch. Dumbledore seemed to be surveying the scene and was talking in whispers to Snape and professor McGonagall. Harry noticed the look of furry on Filch's face. He saw that Goyle and Crabbe were standing nearby, looking perplexed at the sight of the cat's body and noticed that Harry and Draco were in the middle of the commotion while the chattering was going on behind them, amongst the rest of the teachers about the situation. Draco held his expression that would have given Neville a fright for his life, while Harry looked on as the mass of students began whispering to each other excitedly probably hoping to see an expulsion happen.
"Which of you done it?" Filch broke the chattering of the other students and alerted the teacher's attentions. Harry backed away from Filch's grasp and stood a step behind Draco.
"We never did anything. Professor Snape is proof." Draco cast a dark look at Snape who smirked but hid it from Filch. Harry didn't know what to make of the situation that held such a tense aura from Filch. His mind was still focused on the voice he had heard earlier. This must have been the second time hearing the voice.
"Argus, I believe your cat has only been petrified. We will be able to cure her, given the right antidote, she will be fine. As for all of you, the prefects will take you back to your common rooms and I hope you pleasant dreams. Severus, take Harry and Draco back to their rooms." Harry couldn't tell what the old wizard was explaining to Gryffindor head of house, professor McGonagall, who had a fearful expression on her face, because Snape had pulled them out of view and out of the corridor.
"What's the chamber of secrets?" Harry asked Snape but he didn't seem to listen to anything they had to say and continued to drag them by the collars of their uniforms toward their common room.
Snape led them in after saying the password and let the two of them go and stood by the green fire silently. Neither of the boys asked any questions as of yet until they noticed that Snape was all ears. His facial expression did not change from his stern look and Draco and Harry looked at each other, wondering who should go first.
"So what's the chamber of secrets, my father wouldn't tell me who opened it only that Slytherin's got a secret chamber." Harry watched as Snape registered Draco's question.
"Said to be a chamber that was hidden in Hogwarts. Part of Salazaar Slytherin's plan to rid the school of muggle-borns and the like and leave only the pure-blooded children alive. He never co-existed properly with the other houses and had been said to have made a chamber that holds a monster to do his bidding. There has been no findings of such a chamber and it was said to not exist in this school. I was one of the teachers who were sent to search for it. We never found such a place."
"Professor. What sort of monster was it said to be?" Harry looked at Snape, wanting more information. It did concern himself rather then Draco and he wasn't so sure that Draco would be a match for a monster lurking in a chamber in the school.
"That's unknown. We do know it's lethal. It killed a muggle-born fifty years ago. I'm guessing some form of snake since the founder of our house was a Slytherin member as ourselves. That should be enough questions from the both of you. Do have a good night's dinner." Snape flicked his wand at the table and it turned into a deluxe table. Tarts, pudding and sausages had appeared on some plates and Draco rushed to it, feeling a bit hungry after the commotion that happened.
"How can you eat at a time like this? This is…something that we have to warn Hermione about." Just at the mention of the girl's name made Draco stop eating the delicious food. Harry wondered if he had struck a nerve.
"If it does attack her, she's better off facing it then. She's a shame to us, Harry. Why must I inform you all the time that you're so much different from her!"
"Remind me again. Why I'm so different from Hermione. She and I come from muggle families. Well she does, but I was still living with a muggle family. Why do you bother yourself with this anyway? Does it really matter what she is or what I am for that matter. I feel like we've had this conversation before…" Harry sat down and put his head to his hands to calm down a headache that was approaching him.
"Sentimental people aren't really found in Slytherin. You'd be the first that I've met. Come on, eat up." Draco began to chow down again as Harry looked at him with anger.
"Not hungry!" Harry left Draco alone to eat the food for himself as he went up the staircase to their dorm room.
A/n: Had to cut it there for the next piece, will be a lot longer then this!!