Chapter 10-Chamber of Secrets

Harrison stepped forth in the eerie green, Chamber of Secrets. He'd finally found it and hopefully it could actually have its uses for him. Salazar said that it had a few helpful items to help with his intentions but at least he wouldn't get provoked by all those provoking children and their silly whines about stuff that wasn't even necessary but they were spoiled brats to have everything handed to them while he suffered in Azkaban with those nasty dementors but that was in the past now.

Harrison could still here Draco's words echoing inside of his head but it wasn't like he was going to tell him at least not yet. Those were memories that should remain hidden deep hidden behind his occumancy shields and realize how much the Potters time was ticking away. At least he could actually be alone and ponder on in his thoughts trying to avoid those memories that haunted him and were harsh to relive in after getting a haunting, long five years of it recrudesce everyday in Azkaban when those dementors wanted to feed and those nightmares that continued on throughout the nights; with those repulsive memories of being neglected and being a prisoner in Azkaban. It was a price to pay for spending time in Azkaban.

He drifted across the slippery, wet, stone pavement with ease with his eyes flashing at the head that looked identical to Salazar's that concealed the beast that laid in a deep slumber for a while; for almost fifty years perhaps if he done the math correctly and the attacks in the 1940's before the culprit was caught and brought to justice if he recalled correctly from those books that aided him with a bit of information. He knew what the type of monster it was but calling the basilisk, a monster, brought shivers down Harrison's spine. A word that he could never escape but at least it wasn't directed towards him but the basilisk herself; Harrison always abhorred that word along with freak, those brought back unpleasant memories that he didn't wish to relive.

*Open,* Harrison hissed, his mask could barely even contain the small glint of glee that was shown in AK eyes for a few seconds before it was replaced with a blank mask. Now was not the time to show emotions especially if he didn't know if someone was watching him with either curiosity, astonishment and maybe a bit of terror but there hasn't been a parselmouth at Hogwarts in decades according to Salazar, but he wouldn't rely on him though even though he was thousands of years old. He knew that people could lie easily as being honest which Harrison hated it as it reminded him about Lord Potter and his prevarications. *Amara, reveal yourself.*

*Why should I?* came the response of the basilisk as the snake slithered of the head's mouth which Harrison lowered his gaze so he wouldn't be petrified or worse, killed leaving his plans unfinished besides he swore that he would come back for them and resurrect the Dark Lord, wherever he may be located at; if he was still alive but his suspicions of Quirrel and his spurious stutters made him curious who he was taking along for the ride but it could only mean the Dark Lord but he could be wrong.

Harrison's gaze was still lingering on the floor and he hissed back, *I wish for a safe passage so I could do some research... I won't be setting you on the students.* No matter how much it might bother me. He silently added as he doubted that Amara would be pleased to hear that.

After a few moments Amara hissed, *Very well.*

Harrison smirked, his posture becoming more relaxed but just slightly. *Thank you,* Harrison hissed out. *Is there any way I could look at you without me being petrified or killed at your eyes?*

*My species has a second eyelid that conceals of being petried or killed by look at me,* Amara hissed. *You could look now, speaker."

Harrison looked at the prodigious snake with its dark, green scales reflecting in the poorly lit room but she was a beautiful snake though. Harrison showed his gratitude at being able to look at Amara before Amara disappeared back into the mouth with Harrison on her tail.

Harrison strolled into where the basilisk herself resided in with her eyes closed once more. He casted a small lumos and looked inside. Dust lingered everywhere which made Harrison assume if no one ever stepped forth in this room since Salazar's time from the layers of dust that resided in the room which Harrison was tempted to cast a cleaning spell to find something that might be important to him at least it would actually be much easier to find.

He casted a quick spongify and the room looked much cleaner and easier to find something from the tidiness of the room. He found a small bookshelf in the back of the room that he would've missed if it wasn't for the light coming from his wand which Harrison picked up a book hidden behind a few books which made Harrison raise his eyebrow, curious of why this book was hidden behind the books as if no one should know of its existence.

He grabbed the book and exited out of the chamber leaving Amara hibernating back in the room.

Harrison walked out of the girls' washroom and headed towards the dungeons, wanting to read the book he found in the chamber as he was curious of its contents but he got interrupted by a certain blonde along the way there.

"Harrison," a familiar voice called out which made Harrison turned around to see the familiar blonde and his storm grey eyes staring upon him. "It was tactless of me for me to encroach on your personal life that I doubt you'd wish to discuss with me."

Harrison raised his eyebrow and simply said, "You were curious to find out what secrets I have which I suppose I can't blame you for but in time you may know. It isn't exactly a secret of why I was sent to Azkaban for doing something I didn't do if you bother to read the Daily Prophet… But I suppose I could accept your apology."

Draco sighed in great relief which made Harrison give him an odd look as if Harrison could break his "friendship" with the blonde as he simply put it. Harrison knew the blonde had connections which it could be good for his plans, hopefully. But there couldn't be no hopefully, he had a mission to do.

"Thank you," Draco breathed.

"But if you really want to know I could tell you later or get the boy-who-lived to tell you my secrets that happened before I was shipped to Azkaban as he would probably love to tell you of how much I'm so evil and deserve that punishment but in his words, "You're a slimy snake and a death eater so why should I tell you?" that won't happen," Harrison finished saying.

"Just tell me," Draco pleaded which made Harrison stared at him. Begging definitely didn't fit him but Harrison suppose he couldn't stop him but curiosity was definitely going to kill him or maybe bite him in the arse later but it didn't suite the Malfoy heir at all.

"Very well," Harrison said.

…

"Sit," Harrison ordered, gesturing Draco to sit on his bed. He casted a privacy ward so that no one could eavesdrop in the conversation nor could they report back to anyone. Just a little precaution if that ever happened and he wouldn't get in trouble and be sent back to Azkaban because he was discussing stuff that wasn't meant for the ill-fated ones and stuff that shouldn't be talked about in front of the manipulative headmaster and his little puppets. Harrison wouldn't risk that.

Draco listened and looked at Harrison uncomfortably from his posture and his gaze trying to avoid Harrison's AK eyes that seemed to hold wisdom and something more bitter and cold that seemed to be located in a cold mountain, with the wind blowing fiercely and he was alone.

"You wish to know my secrets don't you?" Before Draco could respond, Harrison continued on, "I'm just sharing of how I've discovered I was a parselmouth but the tale's dark so you could leave if you want."

Draco remained where he was and Harrison continued on, "Very Well."

"It all started one day..." Harrison's voice cracked slightly as he was scared before he trudged on; his voice void of any emotions but Harrison wasn't the one to show emotions. Maybe it was due to his insanity but who knows. Harrison could tell from Draco's posture that he was both scared and excited but maybe this could be a good thing but Harrison didn't know for sure.

AN: I was suppose to upload this a few days ago on my birthday but I only had 500 words done and it wasn't even completed nor was it proofread so it had tons of mistakes. I'm aware of I left on a cliffhanger so you have to wait until the next update. It is my late birthday present to you readers. I'm in my last week of school than on winter break so the next update should be here before 2017 ends.