Chapter 9- Draco Malfoy

His eyes were narrowed in thought, and his expression clean from everything except the smallest of signs of frustration. He was seemingly oblivious to his surroundings but the ever tense and alert way he held himself showed the Slytherins that his instincts were as sharp as ever and woe betide anyone who dared touch him. Draco couldn't help the curiosity as he watched.

He was sick of watching. There was an itch within him that wanted to get behind those ever present walls and discover exactly what was going on. It was impossible to actually get beyond those bloody walls of his and discover his secrets that Draco desperately wanted to discover and find what lied behind those haunting eyes that seemed to hold secrets that he wanted to know and why Harrison was hiding so many secrets that caught his curiosity.

Harrison Pervell-Slytherin the mysterious person to ever step foot in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry that captured him wanting to know all of his secrets. It didn't help that Harrison wasn't an open book and even legilimency couldn't find out what Harrison was hiding as he was skilled which annoyed Draco greatly. It wasn't like he was foolish enough to try and use Legilimens on him as he barely even started on his landscape for occumancy while Harrison already mastered his and prevented the master of legilmens to finding the secrets he beheld.

This was probably going to kill Draco if he didn't the satisfaction of his curiosity to Harrison. Waiting was just taking forever and Draco wasn't sure how long until blasted Harrison did something that would assuage his curiosity to the adolescent.

*Open,* Harrison hissed which Draco widen in his eyes.

Harrison was a bloody parselmouth. That was practically unheard of the last parselmouth that been at Hogwarts was the Dark Lord himself. What else was harrison hiding? That made Draco even more curious of him. He didn't talk much, always had a book with him and he disappeared than reappear every few hours which made Draco furstrated with him. This really was going to take a while to find out all of his secrets.

"Draco, you could come out now," Harrison called out which made Draco widen his eyes in shock.

Draco came out of his hiding place the one he'd been spying on Harrison. How the hell did he knew that Draco has been hiding there. He was somewhat far away and could still see him but how the hell did he knew that he'd been watching him from a distance? It made no sense of how he knew. Of course, Harrison knew everything and probably wouldn't be surprised if he knew if someone was watching him.

"How the hell did you know I spying on you?'' Draco demanded.

Harrison laughed. It was a cruel one that made Draco flinched from the sudden noise before he replied, "Oh please, I knew you've been spying on me… I suppose I can't blame you for your curiosity but I'm not going to reveal all my secrets to you."

"How long have you spoke Parseltongue?" Draco blurted out.

Harrison went quiet which spooked Draco greatly that sent shivers up his spine. His Avada Kedavra eyes seemed to glow even more to which it seemed Harrison knew everything about him and from other pupils which Draco wasn't surprised especially at the sorting feast a few months ago.

"You should really hide better and keep your thoughts to yourself," Harrison brushed off as if it was nothing but from his tone sounded like he didn't want to talk about it.

"Talk to me," Draco nearly yelled at Harrison which Harrison flinched.

Harrison walked past him leaving Draco dumbfounded of what he said a few moments ago. His curiosity was definitely getting the better of him and that didn't even assuage to his curiosity but only made it worse. Harrison was a damn parselmouth which made Draco even more curious of what he was hiding. It was no secret that Harrison been in Azkaban for something he didn't do but Draco wanted to know what happened before he previously got dragged off to Azkaban.

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Harrison walked to the library hoping to find a book about basilisks or at least he could find a book about them. He already knew that basilisks kill people looking straight at their eyes making him curious. It wasn't like he was going to set it on anyone even though that might be tempting for Saeviour and his little group of friends. But he couldn't focus on revenge especially with her still in Azkaban.

Speaking of Saeviour, he and his little trio of a blood traitor and the little mudblood that he saved a few nights ago were being fairly loud spilling whatever they were talking about to the nearby pupils around them but it didn't spiked his curiosity even though the bit of what Saeviour was talking about did sounded interesting but he wasn't reckless to eavesdrop into their conversation and find out what they were planning.

"There's a three-headed dog on the forbidden corridor," Saeviour murmured almost in a frighten voice which made Harrison pause in his steps. This was probably going to be interesting.

"Did you see what it was standing on?" replied the mudblood sounding snobby.

"We were to busy looking at the heads," the blood traitor said with Saeviour nodding in agreement.

Harrison rolled his eyes getting tired of eavesdropping into the conversation with the stupid squib for the boy-who-lived, the blood traitor and the know-it-all mudblood. They were so clueless what the three-headed dog's moniker was. If he wasn't so focused on the Chamber, the Dark Lord resurrected and getting them out he probably would be curious about it but he couldn't allow him to do that.

"Harrison," the mudblood greeted which Harrison almost dropped the book he searched for.

"What, mudblood?'' Harrison snapped.

"I just wanted to thank you for saving me the other night," the mudblood replied.

Harrison said nothing only pushing her away as he exited the library leaving the mudblood and her friends in the library dumbstruck at his sudden departure but it wasn't like Harrison cared. He had a mission to do and he wouldn't be blinded by vengeance and hatred against others; it can't happen not with Elladora still in there. He promised that he would resurrect the Dark Lord and save them.

Harry stepped into the girl's washroom that has been abandon for a while by the looks of it with no one coming out of the stalls or anyone chatting to someone. It was eerie quiet which gave Harrison a small bit of goosebumps. There was no babbling idiots around which was probably a good thing.

*Open,* he hissed, watching the sink move and descending downwards revealing a dusty pipe which Harrison slid down into the dark pathway that should lead to Salazar's Chamber of Secrets at least from the directions he was told.

Lighting a quick Lumos with his wand he steered to the pathway noticing the bones surrounding him which made a crunching noise as he passed by until he reached a doorway with snakes on it.

*Open,* Harrison hissed, his Avada Kedavra eyes watching the door open revealing the murky place of the Chamber of Secrets.

I'm not sure if this chapter is up to your standards, I had a small minor problem of how to write this chapter as there was only a small part written and well I wrote most of this. Let me know what you think. The next chapter won't most likely be until next month hopefully as I have a general idea of it but I don't know.