Disclaimer: This is a fan written work based on the works of J.K. Rowling. It might possibly also have some elements of a number of other works. There is no money being made from this, it is merely a work meant for the entertainment of myself and the masses. This is merely for fun, and no profit. I repeat: I am not making any money out of writing this.
Warning: OCs OOCs Sues, and some crack. You have been warned.
Note: AU.
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chapter twenty-nine
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The students were gathered in one of the larger classrooms in the castle which they called a home during the school year as well as their school during the academic year. There was a platform in the middle of the room, and had two professors standing on it, one was Professor Severus Snape while the other was Professor Gilderoy Lockhart. The students were littered around the platform eagerly awaiting the start of the Dueling Club, they were all expectantly awaiting the fun that was supposedly to commence once order was attained in the room. Harry was one of the people that were eagerly awaiting the start of the club, or class.
Before entering the room Harry had pulled Neville aside and told him that he had better have practiced casting spells for he, Harry, planned on making sure that he faced Neville as some sort of exhibition of amatuers at the sport of dueling. Harry wanted to test Neville on how well he had been practicing, it was in preparation for times ahead. Harry also planned on looking more like the bad guy to allow his friend to investigate the events of fifty years ago with the help of his, Neville's, friends, and come to their own conclusion, find the chamber, and rid the school of the monster, save the day, etcetera.
Once order had been attained, Lockhart announced that he would be the head and Snape would be his assistant, Snape decided to demonstrate how a proper duel was to be done. So the two professors went about showing the students how it was done. Which ended up with Lockhart being flung off of the platform due to his incompetence, while Snape just smirked due to his successful disarming spell.
"I think, perhaps it would be a great idea to see a pair of students try their hand at dueling," Lockhart said.
"Who would you propose?" Snape asked, "For I would suggest having Malfoy and Potter duel."
"I don't think that Mr Malfoy would be the best candidate," Lockhart said, "How about Mr Longbottom and Mr Potter."
"Yes," Snape agreed, "That would be best, our latest celebrity versus the Boy-Who-Lived."
"Boys, kindly come up on the platform," Lockhart said, calling the two over.
Harry walked up and stood where Snape was, while Neville went over to Lockhart's side. The students believed that if Harry was the Heir, then Neville would put him in his place. Most everyone already believed that Harry was bad news, but proof was still needed for anything to be done, but even if Harry showed himself to be real bad news no one would be able to do anything about it since he needed to be caught in the act for anything to happen to him.
As the students took their positions, Lockhart whispered some things, tips, in Neville's ear, while Snape just walked off of the platform, and erected a shield that would make sure that no stray spells hit any of the spectators. A few seconds later Lockhart followed his example and walked off of the platform.
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"Expelliarmus!" Neville shouted, the spell flying out of his wand straight at Harry.
Harry simply stood there, his wand arm at his side, with his unoccupied hand he simple batted the spell to the side. The wordlessly sent a dark red colored spell Neville's way.
"Petrificus totalus!" Neville shouted, the spell flying out of his wand as he dodged Harry's spell, then he followed up with a jelly legs jinx when he noticed that Harry had just batted the spell aside.
Harry responded by stepping to the side and sending out another wordless spell, this time a dark green one, but not green enough to be mistaken as the killing curse. Neville rolled to the side from his position on the ground as he had tripped after dodging one Harry's previous spell.
Neville then sent Harry another disarming spell, followed up by a tickling charm, both spells swerved away from Harry harmlessly hitting the barrier that surrounded the platform. Harry then plucked out some of his hairs and transfigured them into dogs with glowing red eyes, all of which were salivating, and then ordered them to attack Neville. The boy then sent out blasting curses at the dogs, while also transfiguring some into matchsticks, almost flawlessly, some of the matchsticks still barked somehow. Harry then banished his tansfigured hairs, and sent a simple tripping hex at Neville while the boy was firing spells one after the other, most of which would simply make Harry uncomfortable.
After a few minutes of pointless spells, as well as a few that were higher than their level, Harry decided that it was time to test the lion's courage.
"Serpensortia!" Harry called in succession until he had three king cobras in front of him, with three adders behind behind the cobras, he then spoke in the language of the serpents, "Attack the boy, but do not kill him!"
The serpents were quick to follow orders, the spectators were all stunned into silence once they heard Harry speak in the serpent's tongue, even Neville was stunned still, but Harry screamed in his head to move, which jumpstarted the boy back into action. Neville sent whatever spell he could think of in the direction of the snakes, he was able to destroy the three cobras but was unable to do anything about the adders. But when the adders were about to strike him, they were banished back into nonexistence by Harry, and Neville was swiftly disarmed.
When Neville and the spectators got their wits back, the first thing they noticed was Harry on the platform standing above Neville laughing insanely all the while looking down at Neville's prone form. Harry looked at the wand that he had taken from Neville's grip one last time before dropping it on the boy, he then bowed and then got off of the platform, and walked out of the room, laughing all the way, had any of the people present managed to look at his eyes, they would have seen them twinkling more than the headmaster's eyes did on occasion, but Harry's twinkled with the intensity of the clear night sky's stars.
Telepathically Harry told Neville that he was proud of him, and that he was more or less prepared for what lay ahead. Harry also apologised to his friend, as he did not really mean Neville any harm. Neville accepted the apology as he knew that Harry did not mean to hurt him, for had Harry wanted him dead Harry would have just sent him straight to hell or someplace foul like that.
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By dinner time the school was a buzz about Harry being the Heir. The staff couldn't do anything about it as they could not force the students into believing such rubbish, but they also could not force Harry into doing anything about his performance in the dueling club. Parents were bound to already have known about Harry's performance, but the Headmaster was powerless to do anything to Harry as he had not harmed Neville, and the boy did not want to have anything done to his friend. Neville had told Albus that Harry just wanted to show him how a real battle would be like, to prepare him for the future. Neville went on to explain to the headmaster that Harry planned his act, that he wanted all the heat to be on him, so that the rest of the school, those unimportant people would not interfere wth any of the investigative actions that those who would be investigating the incidents that were bound to keep occurring in the school, until the mystery of the Heir and the Chamber of Secrets was solved.
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Harry was isolated from the rest of his house, more so than usual, even Neville did not sit near him, due to the fact that Harry told him not to. Harry ate in silence, occassionally looking at random students, mostly those with mundane backgrounds, one of the students being Hermione, another student was Jason Summers who was a year above him and considered as a mundane born.
To freak out the school a little bit more, Harry would summon up a serpent to talk to, most of the time the serpent would only be an illusion. But other times the serpent would act like a walkie talkie, that he would use to talk to Metus.
The part of the table which Harry occupied was the end nearest to the door. Harry had just seen Justin Finch-Fletchley and Ernie McMillan exit the great hall, then he freaked everyone out when he grabbed hold of the arm of Ginevra Weasley as she made her way out of the hall a few minutes after the two Hufflepuffs. He simply looked her in the eyes and made it clear that he knew she was up to something, it was a warning that would soon be forgotten as soon as the girl left the hall. A few minutes later Harry left the hall, some people saw that he walked in the direction where the previous three students went.
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After dinner Filch encountered a petrified ghost along with the two Hufflepuffs not far behind. He ran into the Great Hall and informed the professors as they and the few remaining students were about to leave about his discovery. From there the students dashed to their common rooms and informed the rest of their houses. Justin and Ernie were added to the victims list.
Jason Summers was happy that no one had found out that he understood what Harry had told his serpents.
