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Severus was feeling slightly remorseful for not going to the Quidditch match. Somehow Harry managed to get his arm broken by a Bludger when he wasn't even playing the game. To make matters even worse, that idiotic Lockhart tried to fix Harry's arm but ended up completely removing the very bones from it. It took Poppy all night to fix Harry. Severus also had work to do with the Draught, as Colin ended up petrified the night of the Quidditch match.
After they finished up with charms class, the trio made their way to Myrtle's bathroom to continuing working on the Polyjuice potion. "Alright. Listen, when Dumbledore and McGonagall brought Colin to the hospital wing, Dumbledore told McGonagall that the Chamber has been open again." Harry explained.
"Again? You mean the Chamber of Secrets has been open before?" Hermione said. Severus was all to familiar that its has been open before, but he wasn't familiar with all the details about the events.
"Of course!" Harry said excitingly. "Lucius must have opened it when he was a student, and now he taught Draco."
"Maybe. But we won't know for sure until the Ployjuice potion is ready," Hermione said, as she added leeches to the potion.
Severus heated the cauldron with his wand on low heat. "With everything going on around here. I believe it is best to learn how to defend ourselves." Severus suggested. "I heard that the school is starting up a dueling club to teach us that."
"I think Severus is right. We should learn, I mean I haven't learn anything in Lockhart's class," Harry said.
Severus noticed Hermione's slight glare at Harry as he spoke the truth about that narcissist. Severus thought that after she saw Lockhart making a giant ass of himself for the past three and a half months, she would grow out of her silly crush.
"We can go now. Second years class is about to begin." Severus suggested. "The potion needs to settled for a few days, anyway."
"I guess your right, can't hurt to learn." Hermione suggested as the trio made their way to the Great Hall. Where inside its seems they were not the only ones to have thought that they needed training, as everyone in second year was there. The Great Hall was changed instead of four tables for each house. There was now one long table big enough for someone to stand on. "Who do you think is teaching?" Hermione asked.
"Don't know, just as long as its not-" Harry said as he got cut off as Lockhart made his way onto the dueling table.
"Can everyone see me? Can everyone hear me?" Lockhart said acting like he was on stage. "Because of the attacks, and because I can't be there to protect everyone at once."
"It would sad day in hell if anyone needs you to protect them," Severus said under his breath. He couldn't believe that Dumbledore is allowing this guy to teach the students dueling. Unless Lockhart is teaching the students how to not be a complete and utter failure. Lockhart unclipped his cape and threw it into the audience and some girl clung onto it like it was her child.
"That Lockhart really is something," a boy said who was standing next to Harry and Severus.
"Yes he really is... something," Severus said having at least dozens of not so friendly adjectives to describe the man.
"Justin Finch-Fletchley," the boy introduced himself by shaking Harry's hand. "I know all about you."
"Now everyone let me introduced you to my sweet little assistant, the Deputy Headmistress herself Professor Minerva McGonagall," Lockhart said, flashing a wide grin. "Now don't anyone of you fear, I'll go easy on your dear old Transfiguration professor, never fear." Severus's watched Minerva's upper lip curl, and her eyes glaring at Lockhart like a lioness before attacking its prey. Despite Minerva being Head of his rivals house; Severus had deep respect for her. He would never underestimate someone like her and would know better to challenge her to a fight. A slight smile curled his lips; knowing full well that this will be quick but a very entertaining show.
Lockhart and McGonagall turned to face each other and bowed; at least, Lockhart did, with much twirling of his hands, whereas McGonagall jerked her head nonchalantly. Then they raise their wands, "On the count of three, my dear lady," Lockhart told the crowd smiling at Minerva. "One... Two... Three."
"Expelliarmus!" Minerva called out; there was a dazzling flash of light and Lockhart was blasted off his feet, smashing into the wall. As the Slytherin's cheered, Severus looked up and saw Minerva's lips slightly curl up.
"Brilliant idea to show them that spell, my dear. If I wanted to stop you it would be too easy. But you remind me so much of my dear late grandmother; I didn't have the heart to attack." Minerva's glare was murderous; Lockhart possibly noticed this, as he called out for students to try. "Potter, Snape how about you." He called out as the two their made way to the stage.
"Severus, go easy on the boy. He isn't James," Minerva said, in a small whisper as Severus walked to her side of the table, as Harry approached Lockhart.
"On the count of three. One... Two... Three," Lockhart called. Harry attempted the spell Minerva used on Lockhart earlier. Severus blocked it sending the spell straight at Lockhart, sending him flying off the table and into a wall. Harry looked back and smiled at Lockhart. "Expelliarmus!" Severus sent Harry flying a little ways, but still on the table. "Lesson one everyone! Never take your eyes off of your opponent during a duel," Snape said as he walked over and helped Harry up, "alright?"
"Yes," Harry said, slightly angry.
"Remember the lesson Harry; never take your eyes off your opponent." Unknown to Severus, Lockhart made his way back on stage looking mad.
"Attacking a teacher!?" Lockhart looked at Severus quite angrily, "Twenty points from Slytherin and detention." Severus slowly walked off the stage.
Twenty points and detention, but it was so worth it. "Now, another demonstration? How about Potter again but with, umm Malfoy," Lockhart said grinningly, as Malfoy made his way to the stage. Before Lockhart got to three, Malfoy fired a spell first. A long black snake shot out of Malfoy's wand. Enraged the snake didn't slither to Harry, but towards Justin.
That wasn't the most shocking bit. Harry made his way over to the snake and spoke to it in its native tongue, parseltongue. With a flick of the wrist, Snape made the snake disappear with a cloud of black smoke."What are you playing at?" Justin glared at Harry. Harry looked around seeing looks of anger, fright and confusion. The boy quickly made his way out of the Great Hall as Severus and Hermione soon followed.
Severus along with Hermione ran through the hall and caught up with Harry in a empty corridor. "Your a parselmouth?" Hermione shouted with shock and disbelief on her face, "Why didn't you tell us?"
"I'm a what?" asked Harry.
"Parselmouth, its the ability to talk and understand snakes," Severus explained, carefully studying the boy over.
"This is bad Harry, very very bad," Hermione said with slight panic.
"Why? What's the big deal?" Harry asked.
"Salazar Slytherin was a parselmouth," Severus explained. "It would make perfect sense for his heir to be as well. This is in fact, very bad. People in this school will believe that you are the heir. It also doesn't help the fact that you are also in Slytherin house."
"But I'm not even related to him!" Harry glared.
"Salazar lived a thousand years ago, you very well could be," Severus said.