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Chapter 4: Starlight, Starbright

It had been a few days since Harry had arrived at Hogwarts. The classes were only somewhat more difficult than last year, but could also be because he had had a summer of boringness. He also got stared at, of course. It was quite unnerving, even for Harry. So, he would take the long ways to each class, ensuring him almost complete privacy to his lessons. He also didn't spend much time in the Common Room, even though the other Gryffindor's were good about not judging him. Somewhat. So, he had spent much time alone. During that time, he had also come up with a way to get Ron and Hermione together. Today was the day that he was going to initiate his plan.

"Hey Ron," Harry whispered so Hermione wouldn't notice as they all were doing their homework in the common room.

"Yeah," he responded equally quiet.

"Listen, I think you should ask Hermione on a date." Harry stated. He really didn't want to beat around the bush.

"WHAT?" Ron yelled in a whisper.

"Ask-her-out," Harry said calmly.

"Why?"

"Don't you find her attractive?" Harry asked.

"Hell yeah I do, but why should I? It might mess things up."

"Well, I think she's attracted to you too, and I have seen Malfoy looking at her. She has also noticed, but she actually seems flattered by it." Harry said.

"No," Ron said as if he had been kicked in the stomach and Christmas was canceled at the same time. Harry figured his plan was going off without a hitch.

"Yeah, I figure it's between you or Malfoy. Who ever asks her first gets her."

"Yeah," Ron said like he was catching on, "even if I don't like her like that, can't let Malfoy get to her." He said.

"What, you don't want to be her boyfriend?" Harry asked.

"Not really. The hormonal part of me does, but the rest of me would think I would be going out with my sister. I think Ginny is rather cute, but I don't even want to touch her. Truth be told, she's a real pig. Won't pick up after herself. I won't even let her make one of my sandwiches." At this, Ron visibly shook at the prospect of Ginny making him a sandwich. Harry was more grossed out that Ron thought his sister was cute.

Harry understood what Ron was saying though. He noticed that he checked his aunt out, and didn't like what he saw and he also had to try to wash his eyes because of it. Not that he would have done anything about it if she were attractive, but people can tell when other people are attractive.

It didn't matter though as his operation was under way.

It was now a week that Ron and Hermione had been going out. Malfoy looked like he had swallowed something foul when they walked in the Great Hall hand and hand, his sneer plastered on like he was in a contest for a sneering competition. Harry was sure if there ever was one, Snape would win though. A small victory for Harry since he had to watch his best friend date a girl he had some strange kind of feeling for. It didn't hurt, but was like an annoying throb every time he caught a glimpse of them. Almost like a pimple on his eye.

Harry noticed though, that whenever the two were alone, they looked very uncomfortable. Harry thought it was as if they were brother and sister.

It didn't matter though. He could now go through with his plans of putting Voldemort in his place once and for all, and Harry would enjoy that most of all.

The following day, Harry decided to go to the Chamber of Secrets. After classes, he went through the corridor that led to Myrtle's bathroom. Ten feet from the door, however, he was stopped by the youngest Weasley.

"What are you up to Harry?" she questioned.

"Oh about 5'10"," Harry responded, hoping to get rid of her quickly.

She giggled at that and began making herself right at home in the bathroom. This would not do. He couldn't open the Chamber with her right there, it would raise questions that weren't meant to be asked.

"Didn't McGonagall give a bunch of homework today? If you ask me, you better get it done quick otherwise you'll spend all year catching up. I should know," he said a matter-of-factly type way.

She just rolled her eyes at him. Harry didn't know if she thought they were friends now or what, but he really wish she would go away. 'Curse my good looks,' Harry joked with himself in his head. He recently found out in his 'quiet time' that he was quite the funny guy.

"What makes you think I haven't done italready?" she asked with big eyes as if she was an innocent child.

"Because it took Hermione two days to finish that particular piece of homework."

She just giggled when she knew she was caught. She hoped off the counter and headed to the door. Before she left, she quickly said, "If you wanted to go to the Chamber, you should have just told me," before she ran off.

Harry just shook his head. He should have known she was just playing with him. He could see more of the twin's in her than Ron or any of the other boys. When he got to the bottom, he banished his thoughts and focused on his goal. He passed the little skeletons of rats among other things while cleaning little bits and pieces here and there. He passed the cave-in where Lockheart had casted the faulty Memory Charm. He finally got to the meat and potatoes of the chamber. In front of him rested the dead body of the basilisk. It still scared Harry.

Harry looked around the room a little more. Besides the obvious infatuation Salazar Slytherin had with himself and the scaly beast Harry slew, he noticed a break in the almost circular room. Upon closer inspection, he noticed it was a hallway, a very skinny hallway. Harry followed it down some into a room that had a bookshelf on every wall, which wasn't that weird, but when said room had seven walls, Harry thought it was a bit much.

Harry eventually removed himself from his self indused stupor and began his first day in the rest of his immortal life. The feat now was to find the right books. Their was everything from home care to the best torture curses, but Harry hadn't found anything pertaining to his specific goal, however, he did set aside the books with curses in them. Harry thought it didn't really matter since three hours had passed, and he was only half way through the first wall of bookcases.

It got boring fast, looking for books. How Hermione did it, he had no idea. Harry figured it was the opportune time to work on his elements. Particularly his Myst element. That way he could by pass the rest of the chamber coming down, and could get out of it when he wanted to leave.

He could summon the Myst, make it do whatever he wanted, now he just had to get it to move him. He summoned a cloud in front of him, and pictured that it led to the other side of the room. Harry closed his eyes and walked through. It smelt like sulfur. He opened his eyes and noticed he was on the other side of the room. Harry felt invigorated. He was extremely excited. He did it a few more times, even going up to the library.

Through all of the excitment, he thought about his Starlight element. He went and used it to see just what would happen. He didn't expect anything to happen, so he was surprised to find a bright purple and white light fill the room. He shielded his eyes from the glow of it. After a few seconds, it dimmed enough for Harry to see again. He noticed about five books retained a small portion of the glow though. Harry summoned them to notice that they were exactly what he was looking for. Even one that he wasn't. In his hands were four books on Immortality and one on elements.

The elements book in particular caught Harry's eye because as the book glowed, a page in the book glowed even brighter. On it was the power Starlight. It read:

Starlight is the strongest of the elements, only behind Sunlight. It can help the wielder of this power do almost anything. From attacking to helping find something, the possibilities are almost endless. One of the only things it can't do is enable the wielder to travel because it is energy and not matter.

Harry was speechless. The second strongest element. It could practically do anything Harry wanted. It did, as that was when he wanted to find books on immortality. Harry now focused his attention on his books. He let go of a triumphant grin and decided to read them tomorrow since he was tired.

He used his Myst element to travel to a secluded hallway and made his way to Gryffindor tower a short ways away.

AN: To Starfreakazoid, matter and energy aren't the same. The four types of matter are liquid, gas, plasma, and solid objects. Energy can't be touched or contained andare things like light and sound. Read a science book.