Part four:
The trio had talked right up until curfew; Harry gave them a blow-by-blow account of what things were like in his world. He took great delight in telling them of the torture and death of the entire Weasley clan. Finally Sev just had to turn then out. He could not have two students in his quarters after hours; it would compromise his spying position. No matter how much he might have wanted them both to stay.
Harry couldn't stand the thought of going back to the Gryffindor tower. But he didn't have rooms anywhere else. Unless. unless he went to his chamber. Harry Smiled mischievously at the blond.
"Have you ever been to the Chamber of Secrets?"
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Little Ginny Weasley sat in silence as she watched her brother pace. She knew perfectly well what was wrong with him. She also knew exactly what had happened to Harry. She smiled to herself, oh the joys of being soulmated to the most powerful wizard in the world. She knew all that Tom knew; he likewise knew all she knew. They had been linked ever since her first year. The diary incident only served as a catalyst. It had taken them both a couple of years to realise exactly what this meant. It had started small she found that she had cravings for foods that she had hated before. Tom had found himself humming a modern witch pop song. But with time the bond got stronger, until they were one person with two bodies. With Tom's help Ginny had been able to hind all this from the world and she was his most valuable spy. I mean who would ever suspect the sweet Ginny Weasley to be a traitor, not a single one of those god-dammed fools. 'Well I not really a traitor' she thought 'no being a traitor would involve going against my past.' She had been born to be the soulmate of Tom. Just as the incarnation before he had been born to be with the dark lord.
It had been a shock, to say the least, when Ginny found out that she was the Reincarnation of Lily Potter. She had always knew that there was something different about her she had always felt apart from the rest of the Weasley family. Like she didn't belong. The first time she met Harry she had a vastly conflicting emotions. She felt like she should protect him, she felt like she should love him. But not as girl loves a boy more like a parent loves a child. Ginny had freaked, she was only eleven years old to young to be feeling these things but try as she might she couldn't shake them. Her family had interpreted her reaction as a crush, which was probably for the best. Things would have been 'difficult' if they had found out.
With Tom's help she had regained Lily's memories and she watched Harry with a motherly eye. It pained her to see that Harry believed that Tom had killed her, tried to kill him but she couldn't tell him the truth. Contrary to popular belief Voldemort really does care for hi family. He realised that Harry wouldn't be able to take the truth so he played the monster that Harry needed. But never could he hurt his only son.
"Ginny. What are you smiling at?" Ron bellowed.
"Nothing" she replied casually. "What happened between you and Harry?" She asked because that was what was expected of her.
"Harry is a dirty Slytherin Bastard." Ron yelled. Ginny mentally quirked an eyebrow. A Slytherin bastard, not strictly true a Slytherin yes most defiantly, a bastard not likely, she knew from past experiences that Harry certainly had a father.
"What happened to make you come to this decision?" Grateful for the fact hat the image she had crafted for herself was that of a level headed individual. She didn't have to waste her energy on useless displays of emotion.
"He called 'mione a Mudblood." Ron whispered as if saying in quietly would make I les bad.
"That's terrible." Ginny gasped. While thinking 'finally my son is coming to his senses.'
Ginny leant back in her seat as Ron stalked out of the Room intent on finding the headmaster. She grinned to herself purposefully opening the link between tom and herself.
*Tom love. You should see our son. Whatever happened in that other world has done wonders. You would be so proud. *
*Yes* Tom hissed, *he is showing his true colours. * Tom laughed. *Green and silver to be precise. *
*Indeed. * Ginny murmured. Sitting just content to feel her soulmates presence.
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Draco accompanied Harry to the girl's bathroom. He stood looking around himself in disgust; this was the way to get to the Chamber? Harry leant down close to one of the sinks and hissed at it. And there appeared the entrance to the Chamber itself.
They climbed down towards the great hall where the Basilisk lived, navigating many rockslides along the way. At last they came to an enormous cavern, just as Harry remembered, with one exception. The basilisk did not come to greet him. Harry whispered something in Parseltongue and the lights sprang to life. A horrific sight greeted them. The bones of a Basilisk littered the ground.
"What happened?" Harry gasped.
"You did. In your second year you killed the Basilisk to save a Weasley."
"I never." Harry gagged.
"Yes you did."
"But it was mine. He obeyed me. I would never kill it."
"You wouldn't but Gryffindor Harry most definitely would." Harry hung his head. "I don't do anything else like this did I."
"Well in the first year you destroyed the Philosophers stop stopping Voldemort gaining immortality. And in fourth year you tried to kill him."
"My father must hate me."
"Well actually that would be to mild a word but now I am thinking its no going to be much of a problem. With you on his side Dumbledore would stand a chance." Draco said soothingly. He looked around the rest of the cavern trying not to focus on the bones of the majestic creature.
"What else did Slytherin hide down here?" Harry seemed to shake himself out of his melancholy mood, and smirked.
"Well why don't I show you."
They poured over ancient manuscripts that they found, tucking a couple into their robes.
Harry looked down at his hand the ring of the Serpent he has worn since second year was gone; it had pained him to loose it. Weasley had taken it for no other purpose than to piss the Snake off. He didn't know what he ring had the power to do. But now Harry had a chance to get it back. He scrabbled around in the vast piles of jewellery. Finally he found what he was looking for. The ring of the Serpent. A beautiful silver band carved into the shape of a snake. And tied to it were the ring of Darkness and the ring of the Dragon. Harry mentally thanked is ancestor. He had foreseen this relationship, one that would be vital it the destruction of the light. The ring of darkness was a band made of the purest obsidian. It seemed to almost burn with a black fire. And the ring of the Dragon, a ring carved from the fang of a dragon. They were not ordinary rings they were rings of power, they could be used instead of wands. They were priceless artefacts, put to the best use on the battlefield.
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Harry once again opened Sev's door ignoring the instruction to stay away while it was after hours. This was too important to wait. Draco stood at his side already wearing his ring, the look on his face when he realised just what it was, was priceless.
"Harry, Draco what are you doing here? I told you not to come back till morning." Harry didn't answer instead he just held up the ring. "The ring of Darkness." Sev whispered.
"Got it in one. And now it is yours." Harry handed the ring to Sev who slipped it on to his finger.
"How."
"How did I get it? I found it in the Chamber of Secrets and how did I know it was there? Well because I found them there in my dimension. There is a reason you are called the darkness you know, it wasn't just random." Sev smiled viciously, he knew all to well what powers these rings held, and the Dark Lord himself had one. The ring of Slytherin.
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A pain burned through Harry's left arm, he could see the others clutching at their arms. The pain was unmistakable. Their lord wanted them.
The trio had talked right up until curfew; Harry gave them a blow-by-blow account of what things were like in his world. He took great delight in telling them of the torture and death of the entire Weasley clan. Finally Sev just had to turn then out. He could not have two students in his quarters after hours; it would compromise his spying position. No matter how much he might have wanted them both to stay.
Harry couldn't stand the thought of going back to the Gryffindor tower. But he didn't have rooms anywhere else. Unless. unless he went to his chamber. Harry Smiled mischievously at the blond.
"Have you ever been to the Chamber of Secrets?"
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Little Ginny Weasley sat in silence as she watched her brother pace. She knew perfectly well what was wrong with him. She also knew exactly what had happened to Harry. She smiled to herself, oh the joys of being soulmated to the most powerful wizard in the world. She knew all that Tom knew; he likewise knew all she knew. They had been linked ever since her first year. The diary incident only served as a catalyst. It had taken them both a couple of years to realise exactly what this meant. It had started small she found that she had cravings for foods that she had hated before. Tom had found himself humming a modern witch pop song. But with time the bond got stronger, until they were one person with two bodies. With Tom's help Ginny had been able to hind all this from the world and she was his most valuable spy. I mean who would ever suspect the sweet Ginny Weasley to be a traitor, not a single one of those god-dammed fools. 'Well I not really a traitor' she thought 'no being a traitor would involve going against my past.' She had been born to be the soulmate of Tom. Just as the incarnation before he had been born to be with the dark lord.
It had been a shock, to say the least, when Ginny found out that she was the Reincarnation of Lily Potter. She had always knew that there was something different about her she had always felt apart from the rest of the Weasley family. Like she didn't belong. The first time she met Harry she had a vastly conflicting emotions. She felt like she should protect him, she felt like she should love him. But not as girl loves a boy more like a parent loves a child. Ginny had freaked, she was only eleven years old to young to be feeling these things but try as she might she couldn't shake them. Her family had interpreted her reaction as a crush, which was probably for the best. Things would have been 'difficult' if they had found out.
With Tom's help she had regained Lily's memories and she watched Harry with a motherly eye. It pained her to see that Harry believed that Tom had killed her, tried to kill him but she couldn't tell him the truth. Contrary to popular belief Voldemort really does care for hi family. He realised that Harry wouldn't be able to take the truth so he played the monster that Harry needed. But never could he hurt his only son.
"Ginny. What are you smiling at?" Ron bellowed.
"Nothing" she replied casually. "What happened between you and Harry?" She asked because that was what was expected of her.
"Harry is a dirty Slytherin Bastard." Ron yelled. Ginny mentally quirked an eyebrow. A Slytherin bastard, not strictly true a Slytherin yes most defiantly, a bastard not likely, she knew from past experiences that Harry certainly had a father.
"What happened to make you come to this decision?" Grateful for the fact hat the image she had crafted for herself was that of a level headed individual. She didn't have to waste her energy on useless displays of emotion.
"He called 'mione a Mudblood." Ron whispered as if saying in quietly would make I les bad.
"That's terrible." Ginny gasped. While thinking 'finally my son is coming to his senses.'
Ginny leant back in her seat as Ron stalked out of the Room intent on finding the headmaster. She grinned to herself purposefully opening the link between tom and herself.
*Tom love. You should see our son. Whatever happened in that other world has done wonders. You would be so proud. *
*Yes* Tom hissed, *he is showing his true colours. * Tom laughed. *Green and silver to be precise. *
*Indeed. * Ginny murmured. Sitting just content to feel her soulmates presence.
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Draco accompanied Harry to the girl's bathroom. He stood looking around himself in disgust; this was the way to get to the Chamber? Harry leant down close to one of the sinks and hissed at it. And there appeared the entrance to the Chamber itself.
They climbed down towards the great hall where the Basilisk lived, navigating many rockslides along the way. At last they came to an enormous cavern, just as Harry remembered, with one exception. The basilisk did not come to greet him. Harry whispered something in Parseltongue and the lights sprang to life. A horrific sight greeted them. The bones of a Basilisk littered the ground.
"What happened?" Harry gasped.
"You did. In your second year you killed the Basilisk to save a Weasley."
"I never." Harry gagged.
"Yes you did."
"But it was mine. He obeyed me. I would never kill it."
"You wouldn't but Gryffindor Harry most definitely would." Harry hung his head. "I don't do anything else like this did I."
"Well in the first year you destroyed the Philosophers stop stopping Voldemort gaining immortality. And in fourth year you tried to kill him."
"My father must hate me."
"Well actually that would be to mild a word but now I am thinking its no going to be much of a problem. With you on his side Dumbledore would stand a chance." Draco said soothingly. He looked around the rest of the cavern trying not to focus on the bones of the majestic creature.
"What else did Slytherin hide down here?" Harry seemed to shake himself out of his melancholy mood, and smirked.
"Well why don't I show you."
They poured over ancient manuscripts that they found, tucking a couple into their robes.
Harry looked down at his hand the ring of the Serpent he has worn since second year was gone; it had pained him to loose it. Weasley had taken it for no other purpose than to piss the Snake off. He didn't know what he ring had the power to do. But now Harry had a chance to get it back. He scrabbled around in the vast piles of jewellery. Finally he found what he was looking for. The ring of the Serpent. A beautiful silver band carved into the shape of a snake. And tied to it were the ring of Darkness and the ring of the Dragon. Harry mentally thanked is ancestor. He had foreseen this relationship, one that would be vital it the destruction of the light. The ring of darkness was a band made of the purest obsidian. It seemed to almost burn with a black fire. And the ring of the Dragon, a ring carved from the fang of a dragon. They were not ordinary rings they were rings of power, they could be used instead of wands. They were priceless artefacts, put to the best use on the battlefield.
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Harry once again opened Sev's door ignoring the instruction to stay away while it was after hours. This was too important to wait. Draco stood at his side already wearing his ring, the look on his face when he realised just what it was, was priceless.
"Harry, Draco what are you doing here? I told you not to come back till morning." Harry didn't answer instead he just held up the ring. "The ring of Darkness." Sev whispered.
"Got it in one. And now it is yours." Harry handed the ring to Sev who slipped it on to his finger.
"How."
"How did I get it? I found it in the Chamber of Secrets and how did I know it was there? Well because I found them there in my dimension. There is a reason you are called the darkness you know, it wasn't just random." Sev smiled viciously, he knew all to well what powers these rings held, and the Dark Lord himself had one. The ring of Slytherin.
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A pain burned through Harry's left arm, he could see the others clutching at their arms. The pain was unmistakable. Their lord wanted them.