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CHAPTER 11- The Stones
Harry soon experienced what Dave meant with not to judge anyone by their house. In Hogwarts there was this immature, childish house rivalry. In this school there was no such ting. The houses went along and they supported each other. At some rare occasions when they did in fact pair up it was never any question about any sabotaging or taunting coming from either sides. Which again was, a huge difference apart from two of Hogwarts houses, namely Slytherin and Gryffindor. He noticed that he liked people from all the houses in his new school. He began to like this school more than Hogwarts, which meant a great deal; since he had considered Hogwarts as his home earlier. He was seriously considering staying in USA and graduate from this school instead. The headmaster had already given him that opportunity. He knew of course, that any school would welcome him since he was a celebrity so he had no false illusions of anything he was offered. He knew that Izzy and Amy had no complaints. They would go where he went. But there was one problem in all this. Voldemort. That man seemed to cause all his problems, some were easy to solve and some wasn't. He didn't want to be too far away from Voldemort no matter how odd it sounded. He wanted to be close to Snake face to see what he was up to.
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Harry was all alone for once. He decided to go and explore the castle. He wanted to know if there were any hidden rooms or corridors. He was pretty sure there was; even if this building wasn't a castle. He chose to walk around on the fifth floor. He just chose it because it was closest. He had no hidden or deep reason for it.
¼ of the fifth floor wasn't in use. They had enough classrooms and storing rooms as it were. And all rehearsal rooms were down in the dungeons. He wandered for a while until he came across a closed door. By then he had no idea where he was but he was not less curious because of that. Since his curiosity was ever the same he didn't listen to his common sense as usual. His senses told him that this closed and locked door was locked for a reason.
"Alohomora," He whispered just like Hermione had done a few years back. He only hoped he wouldn't come face to face with a three headed dog this time. The door creaked a bit but it quieted soon. It had no troubles opening, it wasn't stuck or anything. He cautiously stepped inside in the darkness. He couldn't hear anything out of place. He decided that there was no big monster in there wanting to chewing off his head.
"Lumus" he whispered and the room went a light with the help of his wand. He looked around. He was standing in a big dusty room; the evidence of no one ever going there. The room didn't look like anything out of the ordinary. It just looked like a normal dusty room. That was, until his eyes caught another door. At first you didn't notice it. But it sure as hell was there.
"Well, well, well. What do we have here?" he whispered. He walked forward quietly and stopped in front of the new found door. He hesitated slightly before he reached out and opened the black door. Black couldn't be good. A white would probably mean something better. But somehow the black door looked interesting too him.
"I'm a Slytherin after all and they're supposed to like dark and creepy dungeons, right?" He took a deep breath and went inside. It was another room. But a strange kind of light were init, like two different colours. One blue and one green. When his eyes got used by the strange light he saw what the source for it were. It came from stones. There were two stones levitating in the air. His eyes caught a third stone in the middle of the two. It was black and its light therefore hard to see. He was very curious about the black one and found himself drawn to it.
The stones were three separated ones and each one had a chain attached which looked like silver. The were kinda big. The green stone was just as bright as his eyes. But yet he liked the black stone best.
He reached out for the black one.
"STOP!" Harry was startled and jumped. He turned around and saw BO, the principal standing in the door way panting.
"Er, sorry," he said pathetically. He couldn't even come up with a good excuse. He felt a bit strange, as if he had only just come out of a trance.
"Sorry? You could have been killed! Only a mighty wizard can hold these chains!"
"I'm mighty!" he let slip out before he could stop himself. The chains began to rattle and glow in gold and they moved into one chain all three of them. The one chain in turn levitated towards Harry and laid itself around his neck.
"See?" Harry said, feeling smug.
"I'd say… Seems like you're the owner Mr Potter."
"Indeed," said Harry and looked down at the stones which glow was slowly dying away.