Disclaimer: i own nothing. But i do own Celiel and the plot.

There is no such thing a coincidence

Only the inevitable

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Chapter 13

A Little Present

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KNOCK

KNOCK

"Ah, Harry my dear boy how can I help you?"

"Professor Lockheart? Do you think you could help me with a spell I am working on?" he asked with an innocent smile on his face. "Why of course Harry. Do come in." Lockheart opened the door further and gestured for Rytho to enter. When he was in he closed the door and sat back behind his desk. "Tell me Harry what kind of spell do you want me to help with?" "Well actually there are three spells you have to help me with." "Three? What kind of spells are they?" Lockheart was starting to get a little nervous. He knew that Rytho had perfect marks in all of his classes so why would he need now of all times his help. "Well let me think…I think they belong in the category Dark Arts"

Gulping and looking back and forth between his wand that lay on his desk and Rytho. "What…kind of of Dark Arts s-s-spell?" he stuttered while looking fearfully at the boy in front of him. "The Unvergivables." Saying it like it was something he did everyday. Standing up abruptly and grapping his wand from the desk and pointing it at Rytho. "I am warning you I-I-I am … " "You are an impostor. Is that what you were trying to say?" "You figured it out. Now that you know my secret I can't have you telling it to everybody, now can I? I am sorry but this is something I have to do." Readying himself to oblivate(sp?) him but Rytho was quicker and got his own wand out in a matter of seconds and pointed it at Lockheart.

"What were you saying Professor?" he said with a sneer on his face "What do think you are doing? You didn't think that you could defeat me?" "I told you already that I needed someone to help me with my spells and you are perfect. Now I kindly advise you to stay quit before I start to inflict some serious wounds." "You wouldn't dare now would you?" "I've had it with you."

"Imperio" Lockhearts was standing there with his hands hanging down like there were no bones in them. His eyes were dull, not a sparkle of life could be find. "Follow me and put you wand in you pocket." Doing as he was told he put his wand away and followed Rytho.

They didn't had to walk far since the office was on the same floor as Myrthlys toilet. He opened the passage way to the Chamber of Secrets and they both entered. Lockheart followed him al the way down into the Chamber, not once he was trying to get free. Stopping in front of the giant head of Salazar Slytherin he released Lockheart from the spell and immediately put a Silencing Charm on the man. He didn't feel like to argue with him. No matter how fun it was.

Lockheart was trying very hard to get rid of the Charm but since he couldn't speak it was impossible. "You know, I have been working on a little project. I was trying to improve the Cruatius. Very difficult you know especially when you don't have someone to practice on. But you were so kind to volunteer so now I can maybe finish my little project." Lockheart wanted nothing more than to run away after Rytho's little speech. But for some reason he couldn't move legs. Probable because of the fear. "Now let's the new version."

"Crucionus." His eyes widened in fear but before he could react the curse hit him. Invisible knives were cutting him everywhere. His entire nerve system was overloaded because of the combined Cruatius and cutting curse. After a few seconds he lifted the curse to see the result. To say he pleased was an understatement. His clothes were ripped of because of the curse. Lockhearts body was full of little cuts. Blood was dripping on ground. There were deep wounds on his chest and abdomen. On his arms and legs were small cuts and his head remained untouched. The impostor was sitting on his arms and knees like a dog but after a few seconds he collapsed on the ground unconscious because of the blood loss.

"Bask come out please." In the distant you could that hear something really big was approaching. "Yes Master. Why does it here smell like blood?" "Look around and you will have your answer." "Well done Master. Can I eat it?" "No I want you to watch it. I am going to use it in some experiments. So do not try to kill it or I will have you find me another victim." "As you wish Master" 'Now let's get him fixed up or else he will die the next time I try something new.'

While he was very busy to fix up his ex teacher he forgot all about time. Around lunch time he was done and conjured up some food for his ex professor to eat when he would wake up. "I will be going now. Make sure that you don't kill him." With that he walked out of the Chamber not waiting for an answer from Bask. Once he made his way up he checked if things were save. Since they were he made his way down to the Great Hall.

When he walked into the Great Hall he was automatically walking towards the Slytherin table but he stopped when he saw that the entire Slytherin table was full and that he was forced to sit somewhere else. Looking at the Ravenclaws but their table full to and the same was for the Hufflepufs. Their was only one place left were he could sit: the Gryffindor table. 'Now way I am going to sit with them' but his stomach was saying something different. 'Damn, I guess I have no other choice.' And he walked towards the Gryffindor table. This action didn't go unnoticed by the rest of the school especially not the Gryffindors.

Said house was getting ready to rearrange themselves so that he couldn't sit down. But a stern glance from McGonagall made them stop and he could sit down between a few first years. 'I won't kill them. Not in front of the entire school. I only want something to eat. What has a man got to do for a simple meal.'  And he started to eat. Constantly getting glares from the Gryffindors was driving him mad. And to make it even worse they started to whisper to each other about him. 'That's it. This is the last time someone makes fun of me. I will show them  what I am capable of. I will first start with the Slytherins. Next year will be perfect to start the third plan. But first I will have to train more if I want the upper years to listen to me.'

He stood up abruptly and left the Great Hall and towards the Library. He spent the majority of the day there and only went out of it to get something to eat and when Pince him literally kicked him out of it.

'Damn you Voldemort for not giving me you knowledge. I may have you memories but they do not contain the theory behind the spells.'  Rytho went to see his victim a few times a week to test his new spells. The entire school more accurate the girls were quite upset that their DADA teacher was gone. The other teachers were relieved that he was gone although they didn't show it. Some Ministry officials were investigating the case but couldn't find anything. They asked every one if their was something unusual the day he disappeared. Their was. The-boy-who-lived wasn't present at breakfast like he always did. According to the students he never missed breakfast on Sunday but skipped lunch most of the time. So it was unusual that he didn't appear for breakfast but for lunch. And to draw even more attention he was sitting that lunch at the Gryffindor table.

With this information they started to follow him much to the annoyance of Rytho. He couldn't go that much to the Chamber and he had to watch what he was doing in the library. But since it was nearly time for exams they didn't bother to check what he was doing. So one day he managed to sneak into the Chamber. Lockheart was murmuring something that couldn't be translated. Rytho had tortured him a lot so it wasn't a surprise that he had gone insane.

Today he was angry. The Weasley kid had been bothering him for the entire week saying something about that he was going to kill him too like Hermione. If he continued this behaviour he would kill him to like Hermione. But to make things worse they were all avoiding him. When he walked through the halls people were at least three meters away from him. When he was in the Great Hall his house made sure that there were at least five seats around free. His house also didn't bother to give him the password to enter the common room. Whenever he managed to get in they changed it again and he had to spy on someone to get the password.

Getting rid of those thoughts he focused his attention on the other person in the Chamber. He still hadn't had his anger under control when he started to torture the poor man. The effect was amazing according to Rytho. Body limbs were scattered around the floor. Blood was everywhere including on Rytho. The body parts or what was left of it had multiply cuts on it. His stomach and its contents had spattered against the statue that was behind the man.(AN. Try to write this when you are eating chocolate.) The only thing that remained untouched was he head who was forcefully ripped of from the rest of his body.

He picked up the head and wrapped it up like a Christmas present. Ordering Bask to eat the remains he left under his Invisibility Cloak.(he had cleaned himself already) Walking straight to the Owlery. Checking to see if anyone was there-there was anyone- he entered. He picked an school owl and gave him the package, ordering it to deliver it at breakfast next morning and to give it to Dumbledore.  

--next morning—

He was sitting in his usual spot with usual amount of space around him. But then something unusual happened: Dumbledore stood up. "May I have your attention please." Immediately everyone was quit and was looking at him also Rytho. "As you all know there was Ministry officials researching the disappearance of Professor Lockheart. But since they couldn't find anything they have left." Rytho didn't know if Dumbledore was going to say anything else but the owls decided now to bring the mail. All students looking up and saw a Christmas present. Some were pointing at it and wondered for who it was. The owl with the package flew straight to Dumbledore who was still standing. He took the package and opened it.

His eyes widened in horror when he saw the face of Lockheart. His normal blue twinkle in those eyes were gone and replaced with steel. McGonagall saw the head and screamed and fainted. Dumbledore looking graver then ever put the head back in the box and walked out of the Great Hall not saying a word. Snape looking even paler then he was normal ordered the students to go back to their Dormitories. They were not aloud to leave until he said otherwise. 

T.B.C

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