Notes-
It's something that I trying out. Hope ya'll enjoys this.
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Chapter 1- Hissing Harry
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One by one, the students from the three great schools cheer for the awarding of one that will be representing them in the Tri-Wizard Game. Flear for her school, Kurm for his and Cleaidc for Hogwart. Once the third name was summoned, the remaining student began to talk along themself or standing up to head out of the Great Hall when the Goblet lit up bright blue again. Causing everyone to freeze to stare of burning Goblet which should be dim to ember. A burst of flame shoots out with a small burning paper floating down into the waiting hand of Dumbledore.
Everyone in the Great Hall hushs to hear the Headmaster of Hogwart as he mutters to himself quietly, "What-What in the world? It-it says.." Dumbldore turns his head toward the professor's head table, more specifically, the Potter family. "It says Harry Potter." Finally.. They finally found the lost Potter after years of searching.
The name that has been searched for a long time. A name that belongs to a person that should be here long ago but went missing at very young child age.
Everyone turns to another, muttering something that should be impossible or the wild stories that had been creating over the years about the young lad. Each is more far fetched than the last. The louding questioning screams break up the building mutter and silence it.
"What the hell did you say? Don't you dare be lying, otherwise I'm going to rip your bread off and make it a robe for your Phoenix." The lady of Potter Clan shocked everyone with the threat being thrown at Dumbledore, the great light leader. But they don't really blame her as it is something that is a very very cruel joke, unforgettable even.
Everyone watches Professor Lily being helped up by her dear friend, Professor Snape while Professor Jame and Professor Siruc quickly walk over to Dumbledore to scan this cruel joke. "What the hell is this?" Yanking the paper out of Dumbledore's hand and there it was. A name, clear as sunny day, in a beautiful handwriting that says his son's name. The one that he has been searching for the last ten years.
Lord Potter almost lost all three of his children and his wife when they were only a year old but only to lose his son and heir shortly. Few weeks after their fourth birthday, young Harry was stolen in the middle of night and nothing could lead to him or his kidnapper. Years after years of searching, all was a failed mission...until now. Thanks to this Goblet, they finally have a possible clue of his whereabouts.
Behind Jame, is his wife, Lily, walking slowly. She is shaking in fear that the name is a joke that is being played on them and she wasn't sure that she could handle it. Her strength and senility is only being held by a thread when it comes to her only son. She cant take anymore misguild hopes.
"Daddy?" Two daughters of the Potter walk up to their father with hope shining in their eye, "Is it real?"
When the Dark Lord came for them, unlike most of the living that cross his path tend to die by his hand or his most preferred spell which is the Killing Curse. Oddly enough, Jame was slammed into the wall and knocked out cold but yet still left alive when the Dark Lord went upstairs. Then Lily was stunned when she slammed into the wall next to her. However, they lost Dora Potter when she stood in front of the children's bed.
When Jame and Lily woke up, they found the dark lord gone with a large hole in the roof. They found Jame's mother dead on the floor, and quickly ran to see their children in hope. Thankfully, their three childs alive, each has scars but alive nevertheless.
Nobody knows what happened or who stopped him but in the end, the triple is known as the Triple-Who-Lived, the Three-Who-Lived, the Boy-Whom-Lived or the Girls-Who-Lived. They become one of the most famous children in the wizard world.
Time went by with peace since the Dark Lord was destroyed as far as anyone knows since there wasn't any word or attack from the Dark Lord. It was good...until the terrible day happened, the day when the Boy-Who-Lived had disappeared. Everyone across the country scratch for the missing Potter until only few really look now after time passed with no luck and no hope. Only the Potter and their close friend kept looking for anything. They found many empty clues and dead-ends so long that it was starting to crush their hope as well.
The Hope builds greatly when Dumbledore answers the question, "This is not a joke as the Goblet would not accept the name otherwise. It really did pick him out to have him complete in the Triwizard. The only problem is I still do not know how to contract hi-'' Dumbledore is cut off when the cup decides to shake loudly.
Everyone turns to the shaking cup, staring intensely. It shook hard enough that it almost fell over, scaring all since it would burn anyone's magic core with it's pure Magic overloading with a slight touch. Suddenly the base expands largely and moves up, almost like one feels when they have a burp or vomit coming up. As the buildup moves to the top of the Goblet, everyone leans back incase of explosion as it even starts to make a weird screen noise.
There was an explosion but small and it was more of inexplosion as everyone felt the air pull in toward until it stopped with the brightest light show that even Dumbledore ever seen. Once the lightshow finally dims down, everyone tries to see what it was with blinking eyes.
Above the goblet, there was a floating flat mirror made of silver fire. It slowly turns with a trail of mist following the turn until it forms a faint ball while still turning. However, few of the adults could see that it was very slowly picking up speed and felt there was another magic buildup forming. But before they could voice it, here was a sudden voice echo from the circle mirrors.
Everyone stares at the mirrors where a picture is forming, two person figures are walking down the strange hall. Strange for most but few could tell that it was in a hallway lead to a deep chamber...maybe a tomb. Nobodies notice that the three chosen Champion came back from the room that they were waiting in when they felt the magic surge
The two figure images walking with waving arms, someone ask about sound when the screech noise walbe. Everyone ears hurts from the insease noise until it calm down and the sound turn to voices. Not a breath is heard since everyone is scared to make a peep incase it might disburbed the odd magical moment.
"Odd. this tomb is very clean, boss." The small figure spoke to the other figure. A voice that two of the Potter's daughter's know.
Whispering among themself low enough to keep quiet, "Sis, is that Dobby?"
"I think so. But it sounds too happy for him."
"I hope so and if he is happy then that's great. But if that is Dobby then the other is."
"Yes and that means that Dobby has been with him all this time." Both turn to the moving frame, talking in anything that they could see. Merozing everything they see.
As the pictures began to clear up, They saw a better view of their bodies in the dark as much as they could. The only reason that they could see anything in the dark is due to a bright light shining from a few different strips of something on their bodies. Their bodies are covered in strange clothes and metal with faint white striped wrapping around their arms to their legs. There is a strip of led light that muggle-born know. Even their helmet is very odd looking as it looks like it has half glass in front and soft cloths-wraps back of their head.
While the three schools watch the show before them, the teachers notice that the build-up is increasing, they muttering along themself with Dumbledore admit that he believes that it is building up power to bring the lost Potter to them...somehow. At least that what he hoping that it is doing otherwise, he not sure what he can do as everyone seem to be too entrance with the magical show that he wasn't sure if he could get everyone out in time or how far it would spread since it was building a great deal of power...enough that it would destroy the school with ease if it went off in the worse case. It is a very powerful magical item that many unspeakables never really understood how it really works. It was created by the gobins and the four founders, which meant that much of the knowledge of the art that was put into the work had weakened and rotted away over the time.
The voice snaps them out of their worrying thoughts, "Hey boss. How far do you think before we find it? My feeties are killing me."
"I don't know as I have never been here. And you're killing me with your whine, bite-size."
All of the males chuckle when they see the smaller person flip off the taller one while the girls either blush or gasp at the crud body language. "Bite me boss." cue another chuckle and gasping. After a looking around to see a dust-covered shelkon, "Me think that nobodies been here for longies time."
"Yeah, it is a tomb for a reason and it is a good thing for us as well." Looking at the dried body, "It would mean that we don't have to deal with anyone."
"Unless it is something else and they go down different paths."
The taller man turns his head down with a heavy sigh. "Yes and now you said it, it's probably going to happen like you said."
"Meh. my bad if it happens. I just remember the time in Japan and Russian."
"Hey, they were under a very highly strong Ley-Line and able to support themself with great amounts of magic all those years. And as for the Ley-Line, I don't feel much of one here so we shouldn't really run into anything like those...things."
"Hmm. I still want the right to say 'I told you so' if something happen"
"As long as it is not about the trap, then fine but i want my right to say it too if we run into something as well since you had to open your mouth."
"Deal"
Deal"
Everyone smiles at the humors between the two, while the Potter wishes to know what happens in Japan and Russian. It didn't really sound something good by the way the two shuddered from their memory.
The Potter's clan didn't know if they should be proud or sad by how the two are unaffected by the dead bodies and bones around them. What in the world has he been up to all of these years and what the kidnappers had done to him to make him this uncaring at this very young age.
"Boss, I'm seeing something straight ahead."
"Dim down the light to level 1 around foot." The bright light on their body dimmed down until only the low light around their feet was vibile. So low that nobody could see anything, just enough light around their feet to keep from tripping over something by how slowly they walked. Down the way of the tunnel, there was a light at the end.
"Boy, this sounds like the start of a bad joke."
"Don't worry boss, I will help you to the light." The smaller one clears his throat and whispers in a mythical tone,"Follow the light at the end of the tunnel, it is good for you."
The taller person looks down at his small friend, "And this is my life? My buddy wishes to hurry death upon me?"
The smaller one nod, "Yeah….I want your stuff."
"And what if I don't have any of it going to you in my wills or anything at all?" Casing the Potter parent to become nervous at the factor that he has a wills at his age.
"Meh. Detail."
Harry stares at his friend with a blank face even if not anybody can see it, they could almost feel it, "Mini-ass."
"Large ass"
"Dumbo Ear."
"At least my dick is bigger than your."
"Hey, in my race, it is big for my kind. You're just freaky weird."
"Wah, wah. Small violin being played by the small dick in the world."
"No. that Malfoy, by what you told me. Seriously, did his dad really think he was his daughter until his mom looked with a telescope?"
"Damn near. There were a few times when I changed him that I almost freaked out that I thought someone had switched the babe with a girlie babe on me."
The Malfoy heir stands up with a red face, "How dare you!" he screams over the laughter of the school.
"Oh sit down wee little Malfoy," One of the french girls told him, before the said boy could reply, "We don't care right now.' Muttering to himself with a random word heard as 'wait until my father hears this."
Most of the girls however were blushing hard at the trash talk between the two males while the rest all laughed hard. The adult wanted to laugh as well but had to keep a straight face for standing as a role model of the students...oh they were so close to their breaking point. Each beg in their mind to not to break. Well...most did. Couple of the teachers who are very strict are taken back at the rude and crude language between them and wish that they were in front of them so they could wash their mouth with soap..it doesn't matter that they are alone and being spied on. It is a very rude and crab language.
"That is kinda sad for the wee lad, Dobby." With that, it confirmed that it was the house elf that the Potter sister did release from the cruel grip of Senior Malfoy. They now realize that when they freed him and told him that he could do whatever he wanted, he must overheard them about their brother as how they wish that he is safe and have someone watch out for him if they couldn't be with him. The house elf must have gone to the Lost brother and protect him and befriend him well by their talks.
"Yep. I feel sorry for the girl whoever it is that has to hook up with him. Oh she will never be happy."
"They are likely only in it for the money, the poor girl. You did say that the mom threatens old Luicy if he touches her again after having the brat. Musta be a very poor dancer in the bedroom tango. Maybe I should see her, I hear that she is hot as hell."
"Oh she is very hot. She is a MILF even for the elf-men."
"Nice," never knowing that their talk is causing more laughter and breaking point for the adult with Draco screaming in rage at the taunt about his mother.
Everyone quietens down when the two stop to peek over the edge of the tunnel that they just reach. "Oh fuck me. Snake, why it has to be snakes."
"It's not that bad. And me thought you likey snakey?"
"Not bad no and yes I like then shit-for-brain. But I still don't like disturbing them and few of them look pretty nasty enough. I have not reached the Heir's final rital yet so they can hurt very badly." Confusing the Potter about the Heir rital part since they don't know anything that involves snakes for their family.
Lily Potter's emotion went through the roof when she understood that it was Harry before them in the mirror. Finally they see Harry is fine and safe...well safe enough. However the feeling turns from the sky and did a very hard nosedive when she saw the problem before the duo. Her heart fell to her belly hard with cold steel.
Indeed, within the chamber lay before the duo, were piles of snakes of various sizes, all sleeping and laying on each other. Size from small as pinky which is cute to large as the double decker bus which scared everyone half to death just by the images alone. Fang large as arm from fingertip to their neck and could shallow the Hogwart Landkeeper, Hagrid, whole with ease. As it is shown easily when one of the larger snakes let out a jaw cracking yawn, standing everyone at Hogwart heart to their throat, making it hard for them to breathe.
In the middle of the nest was a stone that shone bright and gave off intense heat which made the snakes sleepy. The stone looks very beautiful with a gold-like vein and the size of a basketball.
Dobby's head slowly turns to Harry but he puts his hand in his face, "Shut it. I know. It's like Russan and Japan. But you know that I'm right too with you jinxed us." The house elf nods with a deep smud smirk that everyone could feel somehow. "Really don't want to hear it at the moment."
"Boo-ya, bitch."
"Bite my ass, little shit." Harry mutters back while looking around for a way to their target which is the hot stone. "I have an idea, change me into a snake and lower me down. I think it would be best to crawl through incase one wake up. And when I get the sunstone, change me back when I nod. Got it?" The smaller one nods in understanding. "And keep it quiet along while you make sure that I look like them so I don't stand out."
Dobby quietly snaps his fingers quietly to change Harry into a small snake that looks exactly the larger snake below. Then carefully lower the Harry-turned-snake down into the pit.
Everyone at Hogwart felt their heart in their throat beat so hard and loud that they were scared that it would wake the snake on the other side while watching Harry going into the most incredibly dangerous situation that any of them could think of. Even Dumbledore baulk at the situation before him and would turn and run instead of crawling into the nest. The famous legend of Bravely for the Potter's clan is rightly upheld.
Carefully and skillfully, Harry crawls over and down and around large long bodies of many snoozing snakes. Just as he got halfway through, one of the snakes, the large one that could eat a truck, woke up to the slight noise of Harry dragging a bag behind him. Harry tense up, along with Dobby and their watcher from the Goblet. The daze snake looks at Harry with tired glaze, either of them moving but staring at each other. Harry so close to having a freak out until the large snake let out a yawn into his face before snuggling back down to sleep.
Everyone quietly laughs at his reaction as Harry waves with the tip of his tail in front of him to try to remove the terrible smell that just hit him. He almost gags at the volunce of the stink from the mouth of that snake before moving on to his target.
Somehow, he made it to the sunstone and carefully pushes the stone into the bag that he dragged. As the light and heat slowly disappear while harry putting it in his small bag, thanking for certain charm on the bag, Dobby snaps another quiet snap to summon a floating light that put out same amount of heat so it would allow Harry to escape quickly without any of the snake realizing it until he is gone...hopefully. Either of them wish to tangle with a single of the snake here, let alone all of them
Turning to Dobby to let him know that mission is done and is now on the way back. … Well, he was until he nodded. All eyes suddenly widen as Dobby snaps his finger to turn Harry back to his human-self.
"NOT JUST YET, DAMN IT!" Harry screams at Dobby who in question is facepalm at his own mistake and Harry's mistake as well. All sleeping eyes are now open and staring at the sudden appearance of a boy standing where their warmrock was. "Oh fuck me."
