Thank you to all that have reviewed this story so far. I have just begun and many more chapters to put up. I hope you all enjoy them. If there was a Hogwarts, I swear I'd be put into Slytherin automatically… Enter evil laughter here. So consider this story more of a "Slytherin" point of view than anything else. Sorry this chapter is sooo late. But with a 2 year old, and well Christmas coming up, I have to constantly wrap new gifts, and go out for my mother. Well enjoy.
A few weeks had come and gone, everyone was petrified of being anywhere near Potter, every one of course, but Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle. As usual, during study hall, the majority pf the students continued to stare at Harry. Becoming more of a regular thing to Harry, who just decided for the best, he would stand up, and left to go back to the Slytherin Common Room. Upon going down one of the hallways, he heard a voice. The same voice he heard months before.
"Time to kill…kill…kill." Shrugging off the words, the-boy-who-lived walked into the common room, he just sat down when Professor Snape strolled in.
"Come Potter, the Headmaster wishes to see you." He stated then Harry stood, and followed. They both went to Dumbledore's office, Severus waited for Harry to walk to the statue. When Harry stood next to the statue, Snape waved a hand as he spoke quietly. "Snake drops." The statue started to move upwards. Harry followed the staircase, and stepped off at the top.
As he looked around, he noticed a phoenix. Harry walked over, and watched it for a moment, within a minute, the bird burst into flames, and turned into ash. Dumbledore had appeared above the small boy.
"Your bird Sir… there was nothing I could do. He just burst into flames."
"About time too, Fawkes is a phoenix Harry. They burst into flames when it's time to die. Phoenixes… they can carry heavy loads and their tears have healing powers. Oh Harry, just one thing, before you can go. Is there anything you wish to tell me about these attacks on the school?"
"No. Nothing Sir."
"Well then, off you go then." Dumbledore watched Harry as he left the office.
It was finally time for dinner, and Harry rushed off to the Great Hall for some food. He had to pass the Gryffindor table to join his classmates at the Slytherin table. As he walked past, he heard Granger and Weasley talking about Millicent and Crabbe, something about a Polyjuice potion. The only few words he did collect from walking past. He sat down near the other Slytherins.
"Crabbe, whatever Weasley has planned, just do it. If they give you food, eat it, they want you to go off by yourself, just do whatever they want." Potter grinned, and looked at the three. He spoke rather quietly. "Draco, Gregory. I think we're going to have some fun tonight, while Vincent is, well occupied."
The three leave Crabbe alone, and they head back to the common room. Upon leaving the Great Hall, Crabbe noticed a cupcake floating in midair, remembering what Potter had told him, he grabbed it, and ate it. Within a few short moments, he was asleep.
About thirty minutes later, Malfoy and Potter sent Goyle out to see if he could find "Crabbe", sure enough wandering around the halls he found him.
"Crabbe, there you are. Harry and Draco have been worried, normally you would have grabbed a bunch of food and went back to the dungeons."
"Oh, I uh… got a stomachache. I think I ate too much." He gave a rather 'please forgive me I didn't mean to leave you all worrying' type look.
"Fine, let's go. Hurry up already Crabbe." Goyle almost went into a sprint in the halls in the dungeons back to the common room. As they hurried back, they noticed one of the Weasleys.
"What are you doing here?" Goyle questioned the red head who walked towards them.
"I happen to be a school prefect. You two have no business wandering the corridors this time of the night." He said calmly. "What are your names again?" The two Slytherins pointed at one another without saying words.
"Crabbe, Goyle, what are you two doing?" It was Draco, their savior at least for this moment. "You've been pigging out in the Great Hall all this time Crabbe?" Who just nodded in agreement with the blonde. After which, they left the redheaded boy in the corridor and hurried back. When the three boys walk in, Harry had sat on the couch, and Draco flopped down on the couch next to him. "Crabbe" and Goyle both sit across from them on the other couch.
"You would never know that the Weasleys are purebloods the way they behave. They're a disgrace to the Wizarding World. All of them, they don't deserve anything really." Crabbe tightens his hands into fists. "What's wrong with you Crabbe?" Vincent jumps rather quickly.
"Oh uh, stomachache." He looked down slightly.
"I'm surprised the papers haven't done a report on all these attacks here at Hogwarts. But I suppose Dumbledore's trying to keep it all quiet."
"Harry, my Father always did tell me that Dumbledore was the worst thing that ever happened to this school."
"You're wrong Draco."
"Wrong Crabbe?! Do you think there's someone here worse than Dumbledore?"
"Yeah me Draco, didn't you know? Everyone thinks I'm the Heir of Slytherin anyways. I mean where else could I be in the middle of the night, while everyone else is asleep. Of course, I'm giving directions to the monster that lives within the Chamber of Secrets." Harry coolly spoke; Crabbe's eyes grew as he heard the words flowing from Harry's mouth easily. Draco on the other hand, saw a small green gift on a table. He stood and walked over to it; he grasped it in his fingers, and looked at the others.
"Is this yours?" When they shook their heads no, Draco pocketed the object to be opened later on in his own room. "Father did tell me last time I talked to him, that it's been fifty years since the Chamber of Secrets has been opened. He wouldn't tell me who opened it, just that they were expelled from the school. A Mudblood died, and as for me, I hope its Granger." Crabbe stands up rather fast, as if to attack Draco. Harry steps in between the two. "What's wrong with you? You're acting… odd." The blonde replied to the other's actions. Harry glanced at Crabbe's face, and noticed the dark short hair turning red, and longer.
"I think we have a Weasley in our midst." Harry pointed at Weasley, well Crabbe, upon everyone glancing up as Weasley ran out quickly.
The next morning, Granger and Weasley were both summoned to Professor Snape's office. They tried to look innocent, but Granger was still part cat from her attempt. "That was completely unnecessary you two. Fifty points from Gryffindor for each of you. Let that be a lesson to both of you about trying to outdo the Slytherins."