Warnings:Underage Sex, Sub/Dom, Male Dom, Bestiality/Animal Sex.
§ 'Parseltongue!' §
Chapter Ten!
It was nearly midnight on the 2nd of September and whilst almost everyone was asleep in the Gryffindor Tower, Harry was still awake, feeling restless and uneasy. Most of the day, people had been asking him about the sudden change in his appearance. He knew it was to be expected, but after a while it got irritating. He'd also had enough of the jealous looks Ron was throwing him when he thought he wasn't looking. Although he didn't like the looks he was receiving he would put up with them. As long as Ron never voiced anything. He just wished that Ron would grow up. Everything he had, he had to work for or was handed to him in exchange for losing his parents and what Ron didn't understand was that he would give it all up to have his parents back, to have a family. He knew that if Ron didn't grow up and lose the jealous streak he'd developed when someone else got something that he didn't, their friendship would soon end. He had, for most of the day, been thinking about the Maine Coon he'd fucked the night before, the frankly brilliant sex and feelings of dominance. He'd had a strange feeling all day that the cat was familiar but he couldn't put his finger on where he'd met her before. He'd also been tense all day, leaving him on edge, waiting for the fallout from the potions he'd taken. He couldn't explain why but despite the calm surroundings of Hogwarts he couldn't help but feel that something bad was going to happen and he knew it wasn't going to end well for him.
With that last thought going through his head and unable to sleep, his thoughts once more drifted to the plans he'd made during the summer and the tasks he'd set himself. He knew that when he returned to Hogwarts he would need to have a place to continue his training, somewhere safe and in an out of the way location so that he was unlikely to be interrupted by other people, as knowing his luck, he would be interrupted just as he was casting a spell. When he was talking to Patrick about his time at Hogwarts and about the Chamber of Secrets they'd realized that the Chamber could be the perfect place to train as not only would it already be set up so Harry would be the only one able to get in and out, but there would be at least a hundred foot dead Basilisk down there. They had realised the size of the Basilisk once Harry had shown Patrick his memories in a pensieve he owned. They'd then gone on to talk about how he could sell the majority of Basilisk. Patrick had spoken of how the goblins would want the meet to eat as a delicacy but the rest could be sold to speciality shops all for a large sum of gold. Seeing that it was called the Chamber of Secrets he also wanted to explore it, to see what else was done there, after all, why call it the Chamber of Secrets if it wasn't hiding anything?
With these thoughts running though his mind Harry gave up on trying to sleep and decided now was as good a time as any to check it out. So, transforming into a Kneazle, he left the Gryffindor Tower and headed down the stair towards the Chamber of Secrets. Only one floor down he stopped as he saw Crookshanks about to mount a female full-blooded Kneazle. Not really liking the cat and only tolerating him because he was Hermione's pet, he decided he would show him there was a new alpha cat in school. To knock this into Crookshanks' thick head, the female Kneazle had provided the perfect opportunity. What better way than to take Crookshanks would be mate and mark her as his own, so even the bastard Crookshanks knew who she belonged to. He could see that Crookshanks was acting rather smug and taking his time to get into position, but he was still rather close to taking something Harry wanted, so Harry quickly made his way towards the two.
Once he got within a few feet of the shorter but wider orange hybrid, Harry growled deeply, the only warning he gave. Crookshanks turned quickly, having not sensed anything else was nearby, but the second he faced the possible threat, a large black paw slammed down on the top of his head, smashing him into the ground hard. Crookshanks was still a Part-Kneazle, though, and he staggered back to his feet thanks to his sturdy build, only to come eye to eye with two large, dangerous looking emerald eyes. Letting out a pitiful sound from back in his throat, his ears flattening, and his tail suddenly stuck between his legs, Crookshanks spun around and tried to run as fast as his chubby legs could take him as nothing was worth facing the personified death that was glaring down at him.
Harry thought briefly about letting Crookshanks run but then decided he wanted to show the female Kneazle how much of a coward Crookshanks was and who the true alpha around here was. The coward, once disgraced in front of the female Kneazle, wouldn't try something later or go near this, soon to be his, female again. To do this he would show Crookshanks what an alpha did in a fight with a subordinate tom, so lips curling back in a smirk, revealing his gleaming teeth, Harry chased after him.
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Harry wasn't the only one who was having a restless night, his best friend Hermione Granger was tossing and turning in her bed. She was currently in heat, a condition which made her hate being a cat girl, as when in heat, even on the potions, she always had the urge to have sex and if she didn't she had to deal with sleepless nights. Learning Occlumency had enabled her to shrug off most of the effects of being in heat but it often left her restless as she was always on edge, not able to burn off the energy that being in heat produced. Normally she would use Occlumency to help her to fight off the restlessness but tonight it wasn't only thoughts of sex that kept her awake, she was also thinking about her best friend Harry Potter. She had been reflecting about how he could have changed so much in such a short time. It wasn't only the feeling of so many animals within him but the change in his confidence and appearance. Before the change she had thought him somewhat cute and although she fancied him, she and her Kneazle side didn't see him as an ideal mate. Now, however, his new confidence, appearance and the feeling of a fellow feline had her Kneazle side wanting to give herself at him, it screamed at her that he was her ideal mate, the one perfect alpha male and no matter how tired she was, she kept getting aroused in his presence. It was driving her insane.
Normally when she was this restless, she would allow Crookshanks to give her a good fucking to calm her nerves. However, at the moment, he was out somewhere roaming the halls. Thinking about Crookshanks it suddenly clicked that, in her Kneazle form, she was actually rather large, several inches taller than him and although he was several inches wider, at the very least, she was definitely the dominant one. Thinking more about it she realized that she had always knocked him around in the past, it wasn't because she enjoyed doing it but rather it was what her instincts told her to do. She was the alpha female and he was something lower, most defiantly not the alpha male he seemed to believe he was. Her instincts told her that Harry now was the alpha she was looking for, the one that she could submit to and she was finding it more and more difficult not to go and jump him for relief.
Seeing that the only way she could get some rest that night was to get a bland mating with Crookshanks, she went off to find him. There was no way she was going to have sex with Harry yet; she wasn't ready.
With a little bit of tracking she was able to find Crookshanks on the sixth floor hunting a mouse. Once he was done gorging himself on the corpse, blood spatter on his fur, he licked himself clean, which took longer than the eating part, and only then did he noticed her. He knew she was in heat thanks to her smell and the position she had taken told him what she wanted, so slowly he made his way over as smugly as possible. Hermione saw this, and if she had had hands would have massaged the bridge of her nose in annoyance. Crookshanks was becoming more peacock than cat with his constant strutting and thanks to her abilities as a Kneazle she was able to feel that he wanted to punish her for when she told him off for hissing at Harry earlier. One who he thought, rightly so, would try and take what he thought was his. So, he was taking his time to show her at long last who the alpha in this relationship was. Normally she would have nipped this kind of behaviour in the bud, but she really needed the mating so she could get some rest and be fully awake in the morning, ready to work out the mystery of her friend Harry Potter. So she turned back around, one of her front claws emerging from her paw and tapping on the stone floor as she waited for him to finally reach her.
Before Crookshanks could mount her, a black blur knocked her fuck buddy onto the ground and as she looked up to see who it was, she saw a full-blooded male Kneazle for the first time. She felt her instinct flare as she looked him over for the first time, she could see the well defined muscles underneath the Kneazle's fur and the way he held himself, he knew he was the most powerful being in the room and the presence he was projecting reflected it. It wasn't arrogance, it was command and the expectation that he would be obeyed. She was trying to make sense of what her senses were telling her, why the Kneazle felt like Harry and then it clicked as she looked at his green eyes: it was Harry.
Then another two thoughts occurred: 1. why Crookshanks had hissed at Harry; and 2. why Harry felt like a cat, he was an Animagus. She wasn't sure why Harry felt like multiple animals, she didn't think he could have become a Multi-Animagus within only a few months as she knew from reading that it could take years to become an Animagus but if anyone could have done it, it would have been Harry. Her train of thought stopped as she saw Crookshanks make a run for it. She could understand his actions. If this was Harry he was a full-blooded Kneazle instead of a half-breed like Crookshanks which meant he would be significantly stronger than Crookshanks. Harry seemed to debate with himself letting Crookshanks escape before deciding against it and giving chase. Within seconds he had caught up with him and tackled him to the ground.
Crookshanks tried to fight him off, but Harry was much stronger than him. Digging the claws of his front legs into Crookshanks' shoulders to keep a good grip he rapidly ran his lower legs, claws extended, down Crookshanks' exposed stomach and groin. The orange Hybrid yowled in pain as his penis and his balls took the brunt of Harry's rapid swipes as he made sure that Crookshanks had a hard time mating again. It would be possible, but incredibly painful. The damage done, Harry hopped back from Crookshanks who slowly got to his feet, his lower half held low to the ground to shield the bleeding damaged area. Harry pulled his claws back in and once again slammed his paw down as hard as he could on Crookshanks' head. This time the wide hybrid didn't get up when his head bounced off the stone floor, he was still conscious, but made no effort to move or irritate the larger cat in front of him.
Grabbing his downed opponent's forelegs in his powerful jaw he dragged him back over to the female.
Hermione was shocked at how badly Harry beat up Crookshanks. She had to wonder why he was being so brutal. Was it to show Crookshanks that he was the new alpha at Hogwarts or was it some other reason? Before she could think more about it she saw Harry drag Crookshanks over to where she was. It was then she became somewhat frightened at what was about to happen; realizing why Harry might have attacked Crookshanks. It was a fight over her, to show that she now belonged to him and seeing that Harry didn't know that she was a cat, she was somewhat shocked he would put this much effort into winning her when he didn't recognize her. It was actually flattering, in a way even if she was somewhat surprised he would fuck an animal, but she quickly realized how hypocritical that was as she had been doing exactly that for over a year.
Lemon Begins! (Skip if you don't want to read or under eighteen!)
Hermione wanted to run - she didn't want her first time having sex with Harry to be like this - but she couldn't. Her legs went weak as he dropped Crookshanks in front of her. The Occlumency shields she had prepared failed as he approached her and she felt the full force of her heat. Her mind went numb as her womb became warm and she started to feel a tingling throughout her body. She knew it was wrong, but as his aura enveloped her, she could sense this was exactly what her Kneazle side had been craving and with every step he got closer the harder it got to reset.
He finally reached her and licked her face and behind her ears, purring the entire time. The sound echoed around her head and sent pulses of pleasure right into her pussy, her resistance shattered and keeping low to the ground she started to rub herself along his side, covering him in her scent and trying to drive Harry's Kneazle side into a sexual frenzy. She could see his penis extend as she kept rubbing against him, it was large and thick, far bigger than Crookshanks' and sent a shiver of anticipation down her spine. She started to smell his frustration that she wasn't submitting to him and, so, with one last rub down his right side, stopping only to rub her nose into his large musty smelling balls, licking to taste his scent, she started to walk off, flicking her tail from side to side, enticing him to follow her.
Harry was confused. Most female cats he'd fucked submitted instantly, allowing him to fuck them at his leisure. This female Kneazle, however, wasn't cooperating, she kept rubbing around him until all he could smell was her and her pussy. It was intoxicating and he could feel his dick extend out of its sheath about three quarters, his balls started to ache and he knew, without a doubt, he was going to bury himself fully in her when he came. His patience was almost completely gone and he was just about to growl out a command to submit when he felt her lick his balls and then move off behind him. He turned quickly, not wanting her to get away from him, but he only saw her walking slowly away, dripping a trail of pussy juice on the stone floor. She was flicking her tail from side to side, each time revealing her pussy, causing his dick to throb. It was then that it clicked in his mind what she wanted, working him up and then moving away. She wanted to be forced to submit, wanted to be taken and dominated but unlike the Maine Coon he'd had last night, she wouldn't submit till he forced her to, so he started running towards her and then as she flicked her tail to the side he pounced, forcing her front to the floor and her back down before seizing her by the scruff in his mouth and burying his member inside of her in one viscous thrust.
Hermione could feel him behind her as she sauntered away swinging her rear. Her womb was on fire and it felt like there was a river running out of her pussy. She could feel him coming towards her and then with a jolt he was on top of her. She felt the breath leave her body in a huff and then gave a soundless yowl as she felt his prick burying itself in her. Repositioning herself, lowering her body as much as she could, submitting to him and allowing him greater access to her pussy as she tucked her tail into her side she yowled as she felt him start to jackhammer into her. Each time he bottomed out within her she felt the bulbous? Head of his dick hit her cervix, causing her to yowl with pleasure. This is what she wanted, to be taken, to be used for her alpha's pleasure, to have his children, kittens, whatever. His dick started to swell within her as he started to pound into her with renewed urgency. Realising that he was about to breed her she started to thrust back at him, spurring him on and then with one final thrust that left his dick pressed against her cervix she felt him stiffen above her, letting out a loud yowl into her scruff as he pumped loud after load of seed into he. She went limp underneath him allowing him to quench the heat within her womb with his soothing cum. Her pussy milked him for all his seed, trying to pull it deeper within her and then with a couple of small sharp thrusts, ensuring the last of his sperm had been deposited into her, he pulled out, raking the inside of her vagina with him barbed cock, releasing her scruff and laying on his side beside her.
The instant he'd released her she rolled on her back to ensure she didn't lose any of his seed. Harry smiled to himself, the female Kneazle seemed to be lost in a world of bliss. Her pussy was still twitching, trying to suck in more of his cum. Without a doubt that had been the most intense sex he'd ever had. He wanted to do it again but his balls felt empty and he could tell it would be a while before he recovered. The female Kneazle seemed to have other ideas, however, as she stared to rub herself along his front, forcing her pussy into his nose. He could smell her and the strong scent of the cum he'd pumped into her and then much to his surprise he started to harden again. His balls rapidly filling, he stood, stretching and then mounting the female Kneazle in front of him, rammed his thick spiked member deep within her again.
Hermione was lost in a sea of pleasure after that. She could feel Harry's thick cock thrust deep within her. She was yowling shamelessly waiting for Harry to drench her insides with his seed yet again, to make her brain freeze as he pumped more sperm into her fertile womb. The heat she had felt had been mostly quenched by the four separate times he'd come within her but still he kept trying to breed her. She felt Harry's thrusting speed up and yowled in pleasure as she knew what was coming, a brutally quick set of thrusts that raked her insides with his spiked member as he built himself into a frenzy before he came, holding himself as deep as possible, pumping copious amounts of sperm into her. She felt herself starting to thrust back against him, helping him along even as it increased the pain from his barbs. She let out yet another yowl as she felt the splash of his seed against her inside again and then a deep sense of completeness came over her as she accepted her alpha's sperm once more. She could feel it run out down her legs as he tried once more to force load after load into her already full womb and abused pussy, then with one final thrust he dismounted from her again, spraying his cum on her belly and then the stone floor as he pulled his dick out of her stuffed pussy.
Lemon Ends! (Read from here if you skipped the lemon!)
He was starting to feel tired. The female Kneazle had been very demanding but now she looked sated, laying on the floor next to him, grooming him. After recovering for a few minutes and basking in the subservience of the female Kneazle, he looked up to see Crookshanks glaring at him with a gaze of pure hatred and loathing. Harry chuckled to himself as the female Kneazle was defiantly his now and just to prove it he was going to rub Crookshanks' face in it. Moving to cover the female Kneazle again, he scuffed her and once she went limp in submission began to drag her along the floor towards Crookshanks. He could hear her mewing in protest below him at the treatment but soon stopped when she saw where he was taking her and the look Crookshanks was given her alpha.
He dropped her a foot in front of Crookshanks so he had a clear look at her pussy and the trail of cum she'd left as he'd dragged her across the room. As he mounted her again and thrust into her, she tried to raise her hear legs to allow him deeper but her legs refused to support her. She gave out a soft mewl of apology as Harry stopped and repositioned himself before once again thrusting into her. Minutes later Harry was ready to cum again and as he did so he positioned his cock just within the female Kneazle so the maximum amount of sperm would run out of her when she stood.
Hermione wanted nothing more than to close her eyes and rest, every part of her was exhausted, her pussy was feeling sore and battered, her womb felt stretched by accommodating all of Harry's cum. But as Harry wrapped his tail loosely around her neck and demanded she follow him she felt a burst of energy. Her alpha wanted her to follow, so she would follow him no matter how heavy her limbs felt, she would follow him forever. She stood up, feeling his last load of cum run out of her in big globs onto the stone floor. Almost falling back down at the sensation, her legs wobbled but she fell into step behind him, slightly to the right as Harry walked up to Crookshanks parading her. Once he was close enough she saw Harry step to the side, giving Crookshanks a clear view of her, and more specifically Harry's tail wrapped around her neck, his cum leaking out of her down her rear legs and matted into her fur. She felt the furry appendage tighten visibly before Harry growled at the orange hybrid. All of this sent a very clear message to Crookshanks: she now belonged to Harry and no other. Not stopping there, remembering the look Crookshanks had given him, Harry flexed his paw and extended a single claw before his foreleg blurred forward, slashing a line down Crookshanks' face. Hermione was surprised that Harry did this, as when she saw the damage she knew Crookshanks would be forever blind in his right eye with a long gash running vertically over it. She accepted it easily, however, as her Kneazle instincts told her that he was warning Crookshanks about what would happen if he went near her again. It was what a true alpha would do. He was laying down the law, scarring him for mating with her in the first place and going above his station. The eye would be a permanent reminder that his wrath would be worse if Crookshanks ever stepped out of line again. Once he was done with this he walked back towards the Gryffindor tower, his tail still around her neck. She felt like a trophy and then she realized that was part of what she was at the moment. He was taking her closer to where he slept so she would be close by to serve his desires when he needed her. She couldn't help the shiver of desire that shuddered thought her with the realisation and quickly strode forward, unable to suppress the need to clean his balls and show her appreciation as he lead her back to the common room.
As she entered the common room she could feel Harry's smug satisfaction with her efforts. He was enjoying every second of what she was doing to show her submissiveness. His tail released her and he turned. She purred in delight as he began to lick and clean her face. He showed signs of wanting to mount her again and, although tired, she bowed to allow him. She felt him cover her and place the head of his dick at her abused pussy once more but rather than thrusting in as she expected he suddenly bit down deeply into her neck, marking her, advertising to any other male cat that she was his and that no other should try and take her lest they suffer his wrath.
She mewed as he began cleaning the bite mark before moving off her and somehow having the energy to sprint, disappeared out of the tower again. She didn't have enough energy to think why or where he was going to and as Harry left she slowly made her way to her bed. Feeling Harry's warm seed leaking out of her she was suddenly glad she was taking potions to stop her getting pregnant, as she was sure that if she hadn't, after everything Harry had done to her by the time he finished with her, she would have been pregnant several times over. (She was taking these potions because the school healer feared that, since she was now part cat, it might very well be possible for a male cat to get her pregnant just as easily as a human could.) She transformed back to her human form and fell asleep instantly, a wide satisfied smile on her face. She'd finally found her true mate and alpha. All was right in the world...
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As Harry left the Gryffindor Tower once again he felt rather smug about what happened. He was also a lot more relaxed than he had been before leaving the tower but was also now concerned about what Hermione would say if she found out he'd half blinded Crookshanks. He didn't know if she would understand or not, which worried him.
The female Kneazle had defiantly accepted her place as his. The tongue bath to his balls on the way back to the Gryffindor Tower had proved that. He didn't know if the female Kneazle would remain in the tower as he suspected she would have an owner to go back to. He hoped, however, that now the female Kneazle knew where he slept, she would return so he wouldn't have to go looking for her. Thinking on it, he decided that he would also have to bring the Maine Coon back to the tower after marking her. He hadn't done it originally because he'd had more control over his Kneazle instincts but given that the female Kneazle didn't seem to object or complain over the marking, he couldn't see why the Maine Coon would ether.
He hoped that by the time Crookshanks returned to the tower - which he didn't think would be long as even part-Kneazle were very tough - he would find the female Kneazle still there and know that he had brought her there for him to use whenever he wanted. Thinking back to the female he had sensed that Crookshanks had fucked her before, causing him to believe that the Kneazle was naïve and didn't know what she wanted in a mate at first, giving Crookshanks the opening he needed.
He was, however, concerned about how out of control his Kneazle instincts had become. He couldn't just blame it on how worked up the female Kneazle had gotten him because by the time he'd partly blinded Crookshanks he was definitely sated. He may have hated the hybrid but to take half of his sight? That left a bad taste in his mouth. All he'd wanted to do was get one over on Crookshanks and take the thing that he wanted the most. He'd never wanted to hurt Crookshanks that badly. Sure, his Kneazle instincts told him that it was the right thing to do, so that Crookshanks knew who the alpha was now, but that had been shown by making it painful for him to mate again, if he ever did work up the courage to try it again. He could understand that, after all, his Kneazle side wouldn't want any competition for any female but taking his eye seemed like one instinct too far.
His thoughts were interrupted when he heard a dreamy female voice say, "Greetings, Harry Potter."
As Harry looked round to try and find the voice he was shocked to see a naked girl, she had dirty blonde straggly hair reaching her waist. He could see she also had silvery grey eyes that seemed to bulge out of their sockets and above them were very faint, very delicate eyebrows that gave her a surprised look. She looked about a year younger than him and all she had on was a Butterbeer cork necklace and a radish earrings. "Would you mind changing back into Harry Potter?" The naked girl asked in the same dreamy tone as before, "It would look strange if someone found me talking to a cat."
Shocked - by not only randomly seeing a naked girl but also that said naked girl knew who he was even though he was in his Kneazle form - he changed back. "How did you know it was me?" Harry said.
"The Nargles told me that you were a Kneazle." Replied the naked girl.
"The what?" Harry asked, somewhat confused.
"Nargles," the girl said airily, as if the single word explained it all, "They're small beings that are known to infest mistletoe and are infamous for being mischievous thieves. The only way to ward them off is to wear a Butterbeer cork necklace and a radish earrings, like the ones I'm wearing. But they like to talk to me from time to time for some reason and they informed me about you being a Kneazle."
Harry didn't know what to think, honestly. But then he realized that he had barely known about the magical world for four years now. Being sceptical at this point would be stupid. And while he'd read many books he knew that many things might not be printed in them because of Purebloods not wanting people to know something. Or it could be that these Nargles could be extinct and so only a few people knew about them. However, them being real or not, the fact remained that she knew who, and what, he was. Not knowing what to say to this strange naked girl, he removed his robes and gave them to her as he asked, "What is your name? It's only polite to tell me your name seeing that you know mine and why is it you're naked, not in your dormitory?"
"Oh my name is Luna Lovegood, but most people call me 'Loony'," Luna revealed as she put the robe on, saying "Loony" as if it was nothing at all. "They call me 'Loony' because they don't share the same beliefs as me. As for why I'm naked and out of my dormitory, it's just a prank, my house has done much worse than this." Her tone remaining light, as if this was no big deal.
"Which House are you from?" Harry asked, confused by this girl's nonchalance about the situation. She was being bullied very badly and she was acting as if nothing was wrong. "And why haven't you reported it to your Head of House or to a Prefect?"
"I'm from Ravenclaw," Luna said happily, "As for reporting to my Head of House or to a Prefect it would only get worse. It only got better last year and I don't want it to get that bad again."
Although he didn't like it he could fully understand where she was coming from, as he too did the same whilst he was at the Dursleys. He knew that if he told a teacher about Dudley was acting, how he bullied people, or broke the rules, his uncle would punish him in one form or another. So that was why he stopped telling on Dudley and kept to himself. His thoughts were interrupted when Luna started to kiss him on his lips.
Harry pushed Luna away quickly, "What are you doing Luna?" He demanded softly, even more confused.
"Thanking you for the robes." Luna replied, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, "I have to say that you look good in Muggle clothing."
"A simple 'Thank You' is all you needed to say." Harry said slowly. He just didn't get this girl but he did feel a kind connection towards her, like a kindred spirit, so he decided to try and help her if he could. "You didn't have to kiss me."
"Oh but I have to," Luna insisted, "It's why some of the bullying has stopped. I give kisses, blow jobs and hand jobs to the older boys who protect me. They told me if I don't do it they won't protect me anymore, so this must mean this is how I'm supposed to repay my debts to people who help me. I never knew that before coming to Hogwarts, I'm so glad I'm learning things here."
The complete honesty in which she spoke made him sick to his stomach. He was going to do something about this. McGonagall would help, hopefully, and if she refused to shape up he could always start breaking legs. "Luna. What those boys are doing to you is wrong. They're taking advantage of you and you need to go to a teacher about this. McGonagall will help, promise me you will go talk to her about this."
"Oh," Luna said simply, "I thought as much, but to be honest with you, Harry, I enjoy doing it to them. Not only does it stop most of the bullying, but I enjoy being told what to do and being forced to do things. I know it might seem wrong to you but I like it how things are. Even if I did tell Professor McGonagall, the bullying would only get worse and they would make sure not to get caught, they would have alibis saying that they were somewhere else or have someone else do it for them, it is best to leave it how it is. I enjoy it so what's the harm?"
Harry didn't know what to make of this Luna person, the nickname Loony, although wrong, was making more and more sense. She talked as if being taken advantage of, being used, was nothing and an everyday sort of thing. Well, in some cases it was, but still, ok there was a part, okay, several parts in fact, of his dominant animals that liked the idea of this. They thought they could use this to their own advantage. In fact, he hated to admit it, but a part of him, his human side, also liked the idea and he found that as each day passed he was becoming more and more like his animal sides. Padfoot warned him that this might happen, no matter how good his Occlumency was, he would gain the traits of the Animagus that he was, it was a part of being an Animagus and there was nothing he could do about it.
Harry didn't know what to think or say right then, but he did know that he couldn't leave her in the corridor alone, as a Prefect or a Professor could find her and she would be in trouble. He pulled out the Marauders' Map and whispered the password to activate it before turning to Luna, "I can't just leave you here, why don't you come with me?"
"Where are you going?" Luna asked with a rather cute tilt of her head.
"I'm heading to the Chamber of Secrets." Harry replied.
"You mean the rumours of it being real are true?" Her naturally wide eyes widened further, "What about what happened in your second year, my first year, were they true too? Did you really go down there to save Ginny and end up fighting a Basilisk with only a sword?"
"Yeah that's all true, the Basilisk was at least a hundred feet long and I stabbed it in the mouth. I had help from Fawkes though, the Headmaster's phoenix." He answered, not noticing his hand raise up and start rubbing his arm where the scar from where the Basilisk had bitten him was located, "One of the things I'm planning to do is to harvest the Basilisk and sell all the parts I can't use for potions and various other things."
"Not a bad idea. Well, if the Basilisk is dead anyway." She had an air of seriousness around her for once, surprising Harry. "Do you think that a thousand year old Basilisk of that size would be that easily killed by a sword through its mouth? Something that big, you might have just seriously injured it but don't you think that Slytherin would have placed spells on it or wards around the chamber itself so it would be harder to kill than a normal Basilisk? After all, the Basilisk was his pet and from what we knew about him, Slytherin wouldn't just allow it die easily, so for all you know, the Basilisk could still be alive."
Harry froze as his mind pondered that. The sword was barely the size of a toothpick compared to the giant serpent. It was entirely possible it didn't penetrate deep enough into its brain. "I never thought about it like that, so I guess we'll find out?" He smiled, extending a hand for her to grab onto as they walked, silently asking for her to join him with his actions.
Seeing that she had nowhere better to be, she took Harry's hand as he led her down the corridor.
After a while of walking, hiding from the ghosts, Prefects and Professors, Luna commented, "I see that you have somehow gotten rid of the Wrackspurts that were surrounding you all these years."
"The what?" asked a confused Harry.
"The Wrackspurts," Luna said once again airily, "They're invisible tiny fairy like creatures. They can often be found floating through people's ears and make their brains go fuzzy. They can make people do weird, stupid things and make it hard for them to think or act properly."
Harry didn't know what to say to this. All those things could be added to what was going on the last few years but he wasn't sure if it was because of these Wrackspurts that he was like that. Unsure how to answer this he tried to anyway, "I'm not sure if it was because of Wrackspurts or my own doing but I met a wizard named Patrick Footman over the summer and he got me thinking about what I've been like over the last few years and made me realize that I wasn't living up to my potential. So with his help, training, learning a few things and getting me healthier, I'm what you see in front of you."
"Whatever the reason, I have to say I like the changes made to you," Luna said, with a lustful and yet somehow still dreamy smile, "I can only guess how many girls will want a part of you this year."
"Oh I can only hope." Harry half joked.
After walking a bit longer, hiding from a few more ghosts, Prefects and the occasional Professor, Luna looked at the map and said, "That's one handy map you have there, Harry."
"Thanks Luna, it belonged to my father." Harry said with a fond smile on his face, a bit of sadness tingeing it. "He and his friends made the map when they were still in school."
"He must have been very smart to be able to do that." Luna said warmly. Seeing the sad look growing on his face she changed the subject, "So Harry, what is the main reason you're going down to the Chamber of Secrets? I don't think you would be going down there only for the Basilisk."
"Over the summer Patrick and I talked about the Chamber of Secrets, making plans and things," Harry began, "We both thought that because of the name there could be more than one secret hidden down there. So I thought I would go down there and explore. I was also thinking about using it as a training area, seeing as I would be the only one able to use it."
"It's a good idea, using the Chamber as a training area," Luna agreed, "As for the Chamber having more than one secret, it may not be the case." Seeing Harry's confused look, she went on to say, "The Ravenclaws have been talking about this for some time. Some believe, like you and your friend, that there could be more than one secret down there but myself and some others don't think so. We think that whoever named it Chamber of Secrets did so simply to make it sound mysterious. Think about it, naming it something like Chamber of Secret, Chamber of the Serpent or something like that, isn't fancy or mysterious, but the Chamber of Secrets is. It implies secrets from the days of old."
Harry never thought of this. He'd never thought that the name could have been chosen with that kind of logic in mind. But thinking about it now, it could be very possible. He had to admit the more he got to know Luna the more he thought that apart from being somewhat, well, loony, she was also very smart, cute and informative and he wanted to get to know her better.
For the remainder of the journey they remained silent, so as to not to be caught by the people and beings that were about. Before long the two of them found themselves in front of Moaning Myrtle's bathroom and once there, Luna couldn't help but ask, "What are we here for?" Boys were so silly at times and she wanted to make sure Harry hadn't suffered another Wrackspurt infestation.
"This is where the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets is located." Harry answered. Luna nodded, happy her companion was still clean of Wrackspurts and the two of them entered the bathroom.
As they entered the bathroom, they were lucky not to meet with Moaning Myrtle. Walking up to the sink in the centre of the room, he hissed § 'Open!' § Thanks to his training over the summer, instead of saying it in English like he had the first time, he was able to say it in Parseltongue at will. At once, one of the taps glowed with a brilliant white light and began to spin. Next, the sink began to move and in fact sank right out of sight, leaving a large pipe exposed, a pipe wide enough for even the fattest of men to slide into.
Before Harry could jump into the hole and slide down the slimy, dirty pipes, Luna grabbed his arm, "Harry, what do you think you're doing? How would we get back up if we just jump down there?" Harry never thought about that, in fact he didn't need to 'til now, seeing that he wasn't planning on bringing anyone with him. He'd planned on using his shadow skills to get out but seeing that he wasn't planning on showing his skills to Luna, or anyone for that matter just yet, he was about to say something when Luna spoke again, "I don't think that Slytherin would slide down the pipes and I can't see creases where stairs could be formed, so I would say that there has to be another entrance somewhere in here."
Harry had to stop from face palming as her unique perspective once again revealed something he'd never considered. It made sense, though: Slytherin wouldn't slide down a slimy, dirty pipe and from what he could remember about the pipes going down there were many twists and turns, so forming stairs going down couldn't be done. The only other option was like Luna said, there had to be another entrance in here somewhere, "Luna, can you help me and find a snake symbol around here? Experience tells me that will mark the entrance to the Chamber."
"Of course, Harry." She agreed before the two of them began to look for the second entrance to the Chamber.
For the next few minutes, the two of them looked around the room, looking for something that looked like a snake symbol. Before long, Luna was able to find one within one of the loos. Seeing this, she called Harry over to see if this was what he was looking for, "I don't know, Luna, but there's one way to find out." He replied. Turning to the snake he hissed, § 'Open!' §Immediately after he hissed this, a section of wall started to sink out of sight. Set into the very wall itself was a set of steps leading downward. Harry immediately started to walk into the opening.
But before Harry could go farther, Luna grabbed his arm again, "Harry, be careful, we don't know if any traps were set down here."
Harry could hit himself for not thinking about this. Either Slytherin or Tom, or even both, could have set traps down here so that, should someone be able to get down here, they wouldn't get far. Thanking Luna, he cast a light orb spell that he learnt over the summer and the two of them went down the passageway at a much slower and cautious pace.
Once the two had descended about a hundred yards the door to the bathroom closed on its own, cutting off all light except from the light coming from the orb Harry cast. As the two went down, they saw footprints moving to one side or another passageway. Harry guessed that it was when Ginny came down here and had manoeuvred around the traps.
Informing Luna to do the same, they copied the footprints.
They followed the footprints until they ended in a small tunnel, which went on for another thirty yards or so and ended in a larger tunnel with bones scattered everywhere. "There were a lot of bones where the pipe came out, so it might be around here somewhere." Harry told Luna. He started moving around until he found the pipe jutting out of the wall. "Here it is, so the Chamber is that way." He pointed in the opposite direction.
They started to walk down the tunnel and when they rounded a bend they came to the caved-in spot where Harry remembered him and Ron getting separated two years prior. 'That hole looks much smaller than it did two years ago.'Harry thought to himself. But then he thought how much he had changed and grew over the last two years. It made sense. The hole would be smaller.
Remembering a few more spells he learnt that summer that could help him and Luna now, Harry begun to cast them to remove the fallen debris blocking their path, strengthening it when he was done and cleaning it up so there wouldn't be another cave-in. Once Harry finished, they started to walk again until they got to the Basilisk skin. Seeing that, Luna asked, "Is that part of the Basilisk's skin."
"Yeah it is, but that's nothing compared to the size of the live Basilisk." They continued, neither wanting to think about it much.
Luna lagged behind a bit as she thought about she'd just learned, gaining a lot more respect for Harry as she processed the new facts. To have fought something as big, or bigger than that took a lot of courage, courage that was quickly making Harry one of the most respectable people she knew. She didn't think that the Headmaster could have done something like Harry did with only a sword and a phoenix. Realizing she was falling behind, and not wanting to be alone down here, she quickly caught up with him.
It wasn't long before Harry and Luna got to the main entrance of the Chamber of Secrets. After hissing the command to open the door, the snakes separating in an overly intricate way, the entrance was revealed. As they walked in neither of them knew what they were going to find, but Harry was hoping to see a dead Basilisk, so he wouldn't have to fight it again.
TO BE CONTINUED!
Authors Note: Here is another chapter of Mishap, I hope that you like the chapter and I hope you'll review and let me know what you thought and any ideas you would like to see in the story.