So… I suddenly got the desire to at least write a one-shot for Harry/Tracey pairing, and my muse latched onto the idea. Here it is, I guess. I hope that you enjoy it.

Title might change, but this is the only thing I could come up with now. I'm not good with story titles.

Thanks to Kairomaru for beta. I'm sure that you know him, if you don't, then check out his stories.

Harry Potter is owned by J.K Rowling and Warner Brothers Pictures.

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Harry sighed as he climbed up the stairs on his way back towards Gryffindor Tower. If it was up to him, he'd rather spend the rest of the year down in the Chamber rather than with his housemates. The way that they've treated him since his name has come out of the Goblet of Fire left him feeling disgusted by those who supposedly knew him for years. Ron was the biggest offender as he was his best friend and yet the moment it happened, he turned his back to him and started acting as if he was worse than Malfoy. His betrayal had hurt Harry the most, and he wasn't sure if their friendship was ever going to go back to the way it was even if Ron had apologised. While Hermione did say that she believed him, she still hesitated until the next day and Harry could sense that deep down she still had her doubts, but he at least appreciated that she didn't act on it.

Just as he stepped out of the hole, he found himself face to face with another student, making him freeze in his place at being caught red-handed. The student in question was a girl around his age and from the green colour of her tie, she was someone from Slytherin. He had heard the other boys mention Daphne Greengrass and Tracey Davis as examples of great beauties in the snake house, but he had no idea what they looked like.

The girl was beautiful. Which was another reason why Harry froze. She had shoulder-length curly crimson hair, pale skin and striking silver eyes. She was more gifted in the chest area than the average girl in his year, making him wonder if it was a trait shared by redheads. Susan Bones was also like that.

He noticed that she was as surprised at seeing him as he was, so he ruled out the chance that she was deliberately waiting for him, being a Slytherin and all of that. He racked his brain to find out just who she was. Was he too focused on Malfoy and his cronies to miss someone like her?

He knew that he needed to justify himself, so obviously he went with the first things that came to his mind and didn't really think before saying. "This is not what it looks like!" he exclaimed, raising his hands in front of him.

Immediately the shocked look in her eyes changed into one of mischievousness, making him wary. He was used to glares or cold masks from Slytherins. Not this.

"Are you saying that you didn't just emerge from a hole where a basin is supposed to be in the middle of the girls' lavatory?"

Harry opened his mouth to refute her accusations before he realised that he couldn't. "Okay, it's exactly what it looks like," he conceded. "I wasn't doing what you're thinking though."

Now, the mischievous gleam in her eyes was accompanied by a wicked smile as she took a few steps toward him. Strangely, he didn't feel the need to draw his wand in her presence. She didn't feel dangerous at all.

"So, the great Harry Potter isn't a pervert spying on girls in the bathroom?"

"O-Of course not! A-And… Who would I spy on? No one really uses this bathroom."

The girl shrugged. "I dunno. Maybe your tastes are a little bit more exotic than the average person. I hear that Moaning Myrtle is a regular here."

Harry gulped, his cheeks burning red at the way she purred certain words. He shook his head to get his thoughts into order. "I'm not into ghosts!" he vehemently denied. "Even if I was into that, which I'm not, then I'd go after someone like the Grey Lady, not Myrtle!"

The girl raised her hands. "Hey, I don't kink shame," she said in a clearly teasing tone.

"I'm not into that!" Harry narrowed his eyes at her. "What are you doing here though?" He said pointing an accusing finger at her.

The girl looked at him, clearly amused. "I'm a girl, in a girl's bathroom. What do you think I was doing here? Want me to recount that for you?"

Harry felt his cheeks heat up again as he spluttered. "T-Tha-. I'm not talking about that!"

The pretty girl giggled at him. She walked towards him again, getting closer to the hole leading to the Chamber. "You're so easy to tease, Potter. I-" whatever she was going to say was cut short as she misjudged her step and fell through the hole.

"EEEEEEK!" The girl released a high pitched squeal as she slid down the hole until she wasn't visible. Harry mentally thanked Merlin that the stairs would disappear as soon as he stepped out of the tunnel or the girl would've suffered a far more painful experience.

Harry blinked as he stared at the hole. He was unsure of what to do. A few moments later came the girl's voice from below having evidently reached the end of the slope.

"W-What with all the bones here!? And what is this place?"

Harry sighed. He only had one course of action now that the girl was down there as she had no way of getting up by herself.

"$Stairs$" He hissed in Parseltongue and stairs appeared. The stairs always appeared one step at the time, and if he stood up one the very first step, then he'd only have to stand still while the more steps appeared behind him moving him down. Not unlike an escalator. That doesn't happen when going up and the stairs would vanish at the same time as soon as he was out of the hole.

About a minute later, he was at the bottom of the tunnel in the first room-like opening where it connected with several tunnels. The ground was as always cluttered with small animal bones that he hadn't bothered to clear yet.

He found the girl standing near one of the openings, her arms crossed over her chest. Face red with a very cute pout on her pouty lips. She was deliberately not looking at him. Somehow, she gave a different feeling than the girl that he was dealing with just a few moments earlier. Much less confident and more on the awkward side.

"Are you alright?" He asked. The slope wasn't that dangerous from experience, but it didn't hurt to make sure that she didn't injure herself.

"I'm fine," she mumbled. "And here I thought that I nailed the confident act."

Harry blinked. "Act?"

The girl looked at him, her face turning a shade darker. "I always try to act more confident like Daph, but it either never works or works for like a few moments before I bugger it up. I was so sure this time with me catching you off guard like that, but I had to go and be my clumsy Tracey self and fumble it again!"

Ah, so this was Tracey Davis!

"Don't worry about it, Davis. I won't tell anyone if you want."

Tracey blinked at him for a few moments, before she skipped toward him with more energy and less maturity than before. She jabbed a finger into his chest, her eyes narrowing at him. "You didn't know who I was until now, did you?"

Harry averted his eyes hoping that they wouldn't give him away. "O-Of course not. I knew from the start."

"Ah!" Tracey groaned as she put her hands on her face. She crouched down looking at the floor in despair as her right index started drawing circles between the dust and bones. "You didn't know! I had a chance of appearing confident without my reputation and I buggered it up! In front of Harry Potter no less! Daph would never let me hear the end of it."

Harry scratched the side of his head thinking of a way to placate the witch in front of him who looked like it was the end of the world. He decided to go with honesty.

"It's alright, Davis. I think I like you like this better. You're certainly cuter this way," he said honestly. The earlier act was… attractive, but he wasn't lying when he said that she appeared much cuter when she was like this.

Tracey's head shot up as she looked at him with big hopeful silver eyes. A blush spreading on her face. "Really? You're being honest?"

Harry nodded awkwardly, his cheeks turning rosy too.

Tracey released a squeal as she suddenly bounced on him, tackling him into a hug that Harry had to brace himself so that they wouldn't fall to the ground.

Harry froze for several reasons.

Firstly, he wasn't used to receiving hugs. Hermione and Mrs Weasley were the exceptions and theirs was like trying to squeeze the soul out of him.

Secondly, his time at the Dursleys made it clear that any contact with other humans wasn't a positive experience or something that he desired, making him flinch each time he was hugged or touched by others.

Thirdly, he wasn't used to getting hugged by such a fit witch. Sure, Hermione was cute, but she got nothing on Tracey Davis.

Tracey released him after a moment, both of them choosing to look at the walls to avoid looking at each other. Their faces were very much red.

Tracey coughed. "So… What is this place, Potter?" she asked as she eyed the place with obvious interest.

Harry smiled awkwardly. "I… have no idea," he lied miserably.

Tracey gave him a disbelieving look before her eyes snapped in another direction. She walked towards one of the tunnels' opening, her eyes narrowing at something. Harry started to sweat as he noticed just which tunnel she was going to.

"I-Is this a snakeskin!? Merlin, it's so big!" She paused for a moment, her finger pressing against her chin as she chewed on her bottom lip.

Cute, Harry thought before catching himself.

Suddenly, Tracey whirled around looking at him with big wide eyes. "Don't tell me this is the Chamber of Secrets!"

Harry sighed. "If I told you this is where Gryffindors bury their vanquished snake enemies after completing their coming of age ceremony, would you believe me?"

The look that he got in return was his answer.

He sighed again, hand going through his hair. "Yes, this is the Chamber of Secrets. At least, the tunnels leading to it."

Tracey's eyes lit up in obvious excitement as she skipped toward him. Somehow, she managed to trip twice in the short distance without falling to the ground before she stopped in front of him.

"Would you show me the Chamber?" she asked in a hopeful tone that almost made Harry agree right away.

Harry frowned. "Why should I? We're not exactly friends?"

"Well, we can become friends now."

He raised an eyebrow in surprise. "You want to be friends with me? I'm Harry Potter. A Gryffindor and public enemy number one at school at the moment. Not to mention that you're a Slytherin yourself."

She waved her hand as if dismissing everything he just said. "I don't care about the idiots in my house. I'm a half-blood myself and only have one friend. The rest don't matter to me. I don't care what the rest of the idiots think as I don't believe that you put your name in the Goblet and you can ask around. I never put that badge on either."

Harry was taken aback by that. He didn't think that anyone in another house believed him, let alone a Slytherin. "Y-You believe me?"

"Yup! And I'm not the only one, Daphne believed you from the start too. She even got into a fight about it with Susan," she said before she gasped, putting her hands over her mouth. "Ah, forget about the last part!"

Harry assumed that Susan was Susan Bones, but he had no idea that she and Daphne knew each other at all. He, however, focused on the fact that two people had believed him from the start. Two Slytherins on top of that.

"Why didn't you say something then?" It'd have certainly made his days better knowing that others who didn't personally know him believed him, unlike his housemates.

Tracey tilted her head cutely. "What were we supposed to do? We never talked before. Were we supposed to just come to you and say 'Hey, Potter. We never talked before, and you hate everyone from our house, but we totally believe you!' or something like that?"

"I suppose you're right," he conceded her point.

Tracey brought her hands together as if begging. "So, what do you say? Can we become friends? Will you show me the Chamber?" she said with her hopeful tone from earlier. Her eyes were impossibly wide, her lips quivering and the hopeful gleam in her eyes just added to the dangerous killer attack of hers.

Harry's cheeks burned as he found himself unable to deny the girl in front of him. His shoulders slumped as he nodded. "Okay…"

"Yay!" The girl happily exclaimed, jumping in the air. "Now, let's get going, Potter!"

"If we're to be friends then call me Harry," he said as he didn't like people calling him by his last name. It always felt weird to him and too formal for his liking.

Tracey nodded happily. "Then call me Tracey too, H-Harry," she answered, saying his name a little bashfully.

They walked together through the right tunnel with Harry taking the lead. Tracey was obviously excited as she energetically looked around, marvelling at the smallest of details. Harry thankfully had cleaned the cave-in, so they didn't have any trouble reaching the entrance. Like needing to squeeze through an opening.

Soon, they reached a stone wall with a heavy stone door in the middle of it. On the door was an engraving of two entwined snakes with emeralds for eyes.

"Is that it? Is that it?" Tracey asked, bouncing on her feet as she stared at the entrance with obvious awe.

"Yes."

"How do we enter through this? I don't see any handle," Tracey questioned, tilting her head with a finger on her bottom lip. The girl was really adorable.

"Like this," Harry said as he focused his magic. "$Open$" Harry hissed, and he could see Tracey shivering as she heard his words. Ron and Lockhart had reacted the same way before back in the second year.

"That was really creepy."

Harry didn't say anything as the eyes of the snakes glowed before the door swung open. He was the first to enter, going down the ladder to reach the floor as the actual Chamber was on a level lower than the entrance.

Everything was as he left it. The snake statues, the green hue and the Basilisk corpse. It was beautiful in an eerie way.

He heard a loud gasp behind him. He turned to see Tracey staring at the Basilisk with pure shock, her face going incredibly pale.

"T-This is the monster of the Chamber? A Basilisk? Y-You…" She looked at him like she was seeing him again for the first time. "The rumours were true? Y-You really killed this monster?" she asked with obvious admiration and awe seeping into her voice.

Harry scratched the back of his head, getting uncomfortable. "I-I got lucky. It almost killed me. It's nothing really."

Tracey stared at him incredulously. "Lucky or not, you were still twelve for Merlin's sake! You killed a basilisk, and you act as if it's nothing… And to think that idiot Malfoy has the gall to call you an attention-seeking prat."

Harry was getting a little more uncomfortable, but he did smile at Tracey calling Malfoy an idiot. "I-It's nothing… I'd rather not talk about it, honestly."

Tracey seemed to sense his trouble as she dropped the subject. She did move cautiously towards the snake before she started caressing its skin. "It's really beautiful though," she said, and Harry agreed with her though he'd have preferred it if it didn't try to kill him. "It's so… ginormous."

"Why do you sound like you were waiting to use that word?"

Tracey pouted. "Because I was, okay? It was Witch's Weekly word of the week!"

Harry snorted, earning himself a light slap to his shoulder.

"What do you even do here anyway? It's obvious that you're spending time here with how little everyone sees you and how clean the room is. Ignoring the corpse of course," Tracey asked as she began taking the whole Chamber in. "And is that a statue of Slytherin himself?"

Even if he showed her the Chamber, Harry wasn't going to tell her what he truly did down here. It'd take a while for him to trust her with that secret if it ever happened. "Yes, that's Slytherin and I just train and learn spells here. I have a lot to catch up to if I want to survive this tournament."

Tracey pouted, looking a bit disappointed. "Is that it? So, you don't spend your time here thinking of plans to get revenge against the House of Snakes?" she teased him as she stepped closer to him.

Harry subtly pushed down a piece of paper that was in his pocket. He wasn't going to let her discover his list of plans to humiliate Malfoy and his cronies. "Of course, not," he lied convincingly for the first time today.

Tracey eyed him for a moment before shrugging. She was about to say something before she stopped as if remembering something. She checked her watch and let out a loud gasp. "Bugger! We passed curfew. Snape would kill me if he caught me outside my common room at this hour."

Harry's eyes went wide as he finally remembered why he was leaving the Chamber before meeting Tracey.

"Let's go then,"

They made their way back quickly until they reached the stairs. Tracy stood on the first step and didn't move. Harry looked at her questioningly. "What are you doing?"

Tracey tilted her head in confusion. "Waiting for the stairs to move up, just like I saw you getting down."

Harry chuckled. "It only happens when going down. We need to go up the normal way," he explained to her.

Tracey pouted as she crossed her arms eyeing the numerous steps. She then looked at Harry with a hopeful look on her pretty face. "I sprained my ankle when I fell. Will you carry me up?"

Harry answered with a flat stare, not convinced by the obvious lie at all. They stared at each other for a few moments before Tracey relented and they started their journey up.

Tracey marvelled when the stairs disappeared and the sinks were rearranged again in their natural position after they reached the top and Harry closed the entrance.

Tracey looked nervously at the door. "I really hope that I don't get caught…"

Harry sighed, looking at the girl in front of him. Her worried look tickled his nature, and he didn't want the girl to face Snape because of him. He sighed again, hoping that he wasn't making a mistake. Sal would certainly have a few words for him if he learnt of this.

"Would you swear that you won't tell anyone about what you're going to see?" He asked, looking her into the eyes.

Tracey was surprised for a moment but she nodded. "Of course, I swear I won't tell anyone. We're friends, right?"

Harry stared for a few moments. Sensing that she was truthful and hearing the sincerity in her tone reassured him, if barely. He took out a piece of parchment from his pocket and pointed his wand at it.

"I solemnly swear that I'm up to no good," Harry said the magic words.

He heard Tracey gasp as the Map revealed itself, showing where everyone in the castle was.

"W-What is this?" she asked in awe, her finger tracing her dot on the map.

"This is the secret, and how we're going back to our common rooms undetected," he informed her seriously, stressing the secret part.

"We?"

Harry looked away bashfully. "W-Well. I wasn't going to let you go back to your common room at this hour. You don't want Snape to catch, do you?"

"N-No, y-you're right…" Harry looked at her to see that she was blushing too. "Thanks," she added bashfully, twiddling her fingers.

"L-let's go…" He said, hoping to break the awkward atmosphere.

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It took them about half an hour to reach the Slytherin common room. They had to walk carefully so they wouldn't be heard, and they had several close encounters with Perfects and Filch. The last part of the journey was a run as they noticed Mrs Norris walking closer to where they were.

They stood in front of the hidden entrance of the Slytherin common room, panting slightly but both of them wore grins on their faces.

"That was fun," Said Harry and Tracey agreed.

She suddenly turned bashful again, staying silent for a few moments before she talked. "W-Well, see you tomorrow?" she asked.

"O-Of course. We're friends now, aren't we? Unless you don't want to be seen with me…" He said the last part, feeling a little disappointed at the thought. "I understand if that's the case of course."

Tracey shook her head. "I'd like it if we met up, Harry. Maybe I'll introduce you to Daphne."

Harry smiled warmly. "I'd like that, though meeting another snake… I don't want to be outnumbered. Who knows what two devious snakes will do to me?" He teased.

Tracey narrowed her eyes at him before she gave him another light slap to his shoulder. "Prat! You'd be lucky to spend time with two beautiful snakes." Harry had to secretly agree to that.

Tracey suddenly frowned, looking thoughtful. "I didn't tell you where our common room is, and you weren't even glancing at the map at the last part! You knew where it was from the start, didn't you?"

Harry nodded smugly.

"How?"

He winked at her. "That's a secret for another time. I need to know my enemy, after all, right?"

Tracey giggled before she said the password of the common room without even trying to hide it or whisper it. As the hidden wall began moving, Tracey turned toward him, a blush on her cheek as her eyes darted everywhere.

"Thank you for accepting being my friend." Harry got the impression that she didn't have that many friends, he supposed that they had that in common. "Not to mention trusting me and escorting me here, Harry," Tracey said moving closer and in an instant she gave him a surprise kiss on his cheek before darting through the partially open door, leaving a shocked Harry.

Harry stood frozen as the door shut itself again. He gently touched the cheek that Tracey had just kissed. His face was warm, and he was sure he looked like a tomato. Not to mention the dopey smile that he had on his face.

He stood there for a few moments unaware of everything happening around him. That was until a sleazy hateful voice sounded from behind him.

"And what are you doing here, Potter?" Snape growled out.

Harry had only one response. "Bugger!"

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So, that was it. I hope that you liked the story.

This might turn into more than a single one-shot. Just a series of connected one-shots really.

The focus will always be on Harry and Tracey if it ever happens, so don't expect the larger plot of the books to be included. It'll reference things that happened, and there will be background information, and mentions of plot-related things, but don't expect to see any of the tasks or deeper plot.

It'll be just fluff and dealing with Harry's and Tracey's relationship with each other and other characters. That again if I ever add more chapters.

For those who finished the story and enjoyed it, thank you. As for those who didn't finish it or found it to be lacking something or the other, sorry to hear that.

Consider leaving a review, and until next time.