Harry Potter and the Serpent Path
Summary: Harry felt the need for closure after killing the Basilisk. But that act of Honor would put in motion a secret part of the Potter family legacy long lost. What can he do now that he is not weak or alone. HP/OC/?, bash of AD,RW,MW. Good SS.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything Harry Potter and give permission to use my OC Asha in stories as long as I am notified of it, so I can read it too. Respect to the original creators.
{Parseltongue} Or #other language#
'thoughts and mental communication'
"Speech"
'SPELLS BEING CAST'
Cannon till just after Freeing Dobby 2nd year NOW enjoy the Madness
Chapter 1
The day after Harry had freed Dobby from Malfoy, he had called the elf to aid him. Dobby helped him get to the entrance of the chamber and even suggested asking for stairs. Soon after they arrived at the cave-in. Dobby spent a few minutes fixing the mess and stabilizing the ceiling. When the small house elf saw the huge snake it quickly hid behind Harry, "The great and kind Master Harry Potter sir did battle with this?" Soon the small boy touched the side of the scaled monster's head.
"You were lonely and Tom gave you freedom, even if it was to do harm. I'm sorry I could not save you. Please rest in Peace knowing you were also a victim and not the monster Tom treated you as. I wish I could have met you without the madness of Riddle." The boy cried a single tear that fell from his eye onto the beast. He never saw the glow around the wound on his arm, But Dobby did.
'...help...'
He looked at Dobby who was also looking around. The small elf seemed to be sensing something but then Harry heard it again. '…...help...me...' "Dobby can you hear that?"
"That is hissing to Dobby but it is like Master Harry Potter sirs Hissing." The elf looked toward the old face that the Basilisk came from and slowly crept to it. "I think... it comes from here Master Harry Potter sir."
Harry sighed and kneeled to Dobby's level. "Please call my Harry, I don't need all that other stuff. I'm your friend so please just call me Harry or if you must Master Harry. Now let's look in there and see who needs help." He walked with the still shocked creature into the gaping mouth. He soon found a room inside with a large tube in the corner.
The desk was holding scattered notes and books in an odd language. Heer saw the words move and soon he realized the books were in Parseltongue. He felt like he was being watched and turned to the tube. Inside seemed to be a snake wrapping around the bottom of some type of mist. But Harry saw the figure of a girl near the top.
Dobby shivered at the sight till they both heard the voice again. Much closer this time. "Help...me...free ..me.." The brave boy felt something deep inside and grew angry at the tube. {"OPEN!"} His words made Dobby yelp and jump to the side but the tube slowly dissolved freeing the young woman and the coiled snake within. Harry being closer caught the girl but soon fell back as she was heavier than he realized.
Dobby shook and pointed to the scalled tail following it all the way to the girl's waist. She was part snake. Harry looked at this but also saw just a girl in a weak and helpless state. "Dobby. Can you help me heal her? I don't want the others to know. I need to keep her a secret from the Headmaster. I don't trust him any more."
Dobby nodded and soon levitated her off Harry. "I will take her to a safe room in the castle. I know some elves not trusting Headwhiskers too. We will help her. Be careful Master Harry, sir. You're not alone, we elves will help you." With that he walked them to the slope and slowly they climbed the new steps.
When they reached the top Harry closed it and snuck back to his bed. He would be leaving soon but he and Dobby agreed to look out for the girl till she could leave them. The next night He made Dobby his bonded House elf and made the little one promise not to over exert himself healing the Girl. Dobby had informed him that the Girl was a rare breed of Lamia. And it looked like her scales matched the Basilisk.
The morning of the train back home Harry was packed and getting his shower. He did it early so no one saw his scars or his sunken frame. He was as close to Malnourished as one could get and he knew this was the year he would barely survive if he did get treated as he always did at the Dursleys. Harry had just sat down to breakfast as Hermione sat beside him.
The young dark haired girl with a slight buck tooth smile and bookworm posture was just the thing he needed today. "Morning Hermione, Hey could you help me with a question? Is there a book in the Hogwarts Library about a race of creatures that are half snake?"
The human girl frowned at the words. "I don't think I saw anything like that but it sounds familiar. It also sounds like a Dark creature so whatever you're on about you need to be careful Harry. Why did you ask about that?"
He shook his head. "A dream.. but you know that being magical it could mean anything. But don't fret that we can look into it next year after we finish our homework." He hid his flinch at how quickly she assumed the thing to be listed as Dark. But he did know she was too much a teacher's pet and as she was too far into Dumbledore's fan club to give too much information too. Dobby had slipped him a note as he ate that said the girl was stable and slowly recovering.
Hermione saw the note and glanced at it hoping to find out what Harry was up to but it just said, 'don't forget head straight to Uncle Vernon so he won't have extra reasons to be mad.' Her brain knew deep inside that it was a clue to something important but there was a barrier that kept it in the back and she did not even know it.
A Few students had come by to apologize to Harry for the whole 'Heir of Slytherin' thing but he said nothing to them. He did know who stood beside him and who did nothing or turned on him. Speaking of which...
"Harry mate. Why did you not wait for me? And why am I hearing about you being so cold to the others. They said they were sorry so just let it go, mate." Ron was late because he was lazy and just finished packing. Harry had known he was not the friend he needed. Last night his mind remembered so much over the past two years, he reflected on every decision and action by him and by others. Ron had kept any other friends away and he made sure Harry was constantly pulled away from studying. Now the red haired boy had the nerve to tell him to forgive everyone who apologized but did not even do so himself. His words were far from an apology but now Harry had his mind straight and he was not going to be weak.
"Ron, tell me something, When you are woken up early do you even get out of bed? No you don't, plus I know you just packed this morning instead of last night so that is also no reason to blame me for being late for food. As for my not letting it go, well you have to think hard as to when you actually did apologize to me yourself. Now do me a favor and stop calling me mate. You have used too much of your free time to ensure that word is limited to you and Hermione so think that over as well."
He finished quickly and left the Hall heading for the carriages to take him to the train. He found a compartment and took a small nap before the commotion of the others woke him. Hermione was the first one there. "Harry, what happened to you? You were harsh to Ron and even your fellow Gryffindors. And now you're already on the train when Professor Dumbledore wished to speak to you. He said you need to stay with your family till near the end of the break. The Weasleys will come to get you then. He also said we can't be sending you letters as often in case some of the Dark wizards are watching us..."
Harry sighed as he looked at the girl. "Hermione Granger, I see one of the brightest and possibly hardest studied witch of our generation. But then you say things like that. Dumbledore said this, Dumbledore said that. Did you even know it was Dumbledore who said to use the school Mandrakes instead of going to the ministry or St. Mungo's for the potion or even to reach out to any Potion shop for the Mandrakes? No he said to let you all stay there petrified and unable to do anything till they were ready. Now you're telling me that he still wants me to stay in that house that I am clearly not welcome at and not being cared for in, which again you are acting like that is too taboo to even stay in your head, and not get any help from my so called friends. Miss Granger stop and think before you say any more to me."
The room stood in silence save for a few more people coming to apologize to Harry but the best of all was two Slytherin girls, Davis and Greengrass if he was not mistaken. They had actually made an Oath on their magic that they did not think he was responsible for the attacks. He bowed to them and thanked them for the honesty and told them to ask before ever doing that again as he did not wish them to be harmed just to prove themselves.
After they left Ron came in sneering. "Harry, mate, what were those filthy snakes doing in here? Good thing you ran them off..." Harry growled at the boy and stood to his full height. Even if smaller than Ron he was still something of a presence. "Do you even hear the words you speak? Mr. Weasley, those are girls, eventually women, and even mothers so would you like it if you heard your mother insulted just because of the House in a school that was only seven years of her life?"
He took a breath and glared before continuing. "Out of all the apologies those two had the bravery to beat any Gryffindor and made a magical Oath that they did not believe I was the one to cause the attacks. Can you do that? Can you stand here and give an Oath on your Magic that you did not lose faith in my innocence at any time this year?"
When the room stayed silent Harry nodded, "My point is clear to all but you. I am not a friend in good times only. I am not a person to be used because of my Parents actions that lead to their deaths and my questionable survival. How does anyone even know if the Killing curse even hit me let alone that a baby defeated a Dark Lord that an entire Magical community could not? GO away Ronald Weasley. I have no time for false friends and Right now that is what you are."
Before the foolish boy could retort his mouth was shut and he fell forward after being stunned by twin redheads. The twins frowned at the fallen boy. "We will deal with him Harry And we will give you your space. By the way we are not happy with the Headmaster's plans to keep you at that place. He even told mom not to let any of our letters out of the house till after he checks them and yours as well. We will get with you when we can but please just know that the Weasley twins are in your debt for saving Ginny no matter what anyone else tries to say."
"Fred is right Harry, we are sorry. We knew Ron would not be the best friend but we were told to not get involved. Now we are involved and we want you to know it. This whole thing is not right, Why is Dumbledore so insistent on you being isolated and at that place too? We will talk later but for now just remember the words of the Marauders. They will be the key to your sanity."
They left dragging Ron with them and to the shock of Hermione. She was still reeling from the fact of her great idol not trying to get the victims aid quickly but now even the twins keep saying the Dursleys are not safe and yet that is where Harry is supposed to go. Her mind was screaming at her and yet again she could not see the fault in the Headmasters actions.
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When the Train arrived at the station at Kings cross, Harry grabbed his stuff and headed out. He was still smiling at when Draco Malfoy had barged into the cabin but the door had swung back in his face hard enough to break his nose. Harry was looking at Hermione who was looking at him but neither had a wand out. A note fell onto Harry's lap... 'Your Welcome, from Dobby".
The fun soon ended as he left the Barrier but was stopped but a short man in a very crisp business suit, "Mr. Potter, I am very glad I could find you. I have been trying to reach you for years now. Have you not received any notices or statements from Gringotts? Has your Magical Guardian not informed you of the repeated attempts to contact you?" Harry looked confused but soon his mind caught up with him. He heard the man say Gringotts and Magical so he was not just any person. Add to that he was not attempting to corner Harry and was speaking in a very civil manner.
"No sir, I did not know that I had statements for my trust account. Nor has anyone told me I had a Magical guardian. I have my Aunt Petunia on my mother's side as a guardian. I did not think it odd till recently that I am very famous but never once received any mail from those I did not already know."
The man in front of him scowled and was about to speak when a new voice bellowed out. Harry flinched and the man saw this clear sign. "BOY! GET YOUR THINGS AND COME ON. WE AIN"T GOT TIME TO WASTE ON YOUR KIND. HURRY UP OR ELSE."
The small man turned to glare at Vernon who was standing close enough he did not have to shout. "Good evening. That's an odd way to speak to a child. May I know who you are and why you act in such a way to this child?"
Vernon looked down at the man then decided he would do his normal routine. He puffed up looking bigger and glared before replying. "I don't care what you think. I am this boy's guardian and he is not someone you should be wasting your time with. He's a delinquent and right now he is wasting our time by not getting in the car. Just who do you think you are delaying us?"
The man grinned at Vernon in a way that seemed familiar to Harry. 'It resembled a...Oh Shit..He's a Goblin under a glamor!'
"Guardian? Oh then that makes you Vernon Dursley and that must be Petunia Dursley nee Evens in the car. How good to see you both. My name is R.F. Gobson, And as of right now, ( handing an envelope to Vernon who takes it without looking closer.), You have been served with a notice of financial investigation on behalf of The Royal Banks of Britain. You have had many odd deposits into your account but not once has the request for a tax form to declare those amounts been requested or filed. Please understand that I work for the legal department of the Bank that sent you the money with very clear tracking of the transactions. Now Mr. Potter will be coming with me as I can Legally see your not a safe person for him to be around..."
"NOW SEE HERE..." He never finished as the small man held out a sheet of paper. On it was Grunnings Legal department numbers as well as the HMRC (Her Majesty's Revenue and Customs). The look on Vernon's face went from purple rage to ghost white. But the small man was not done. "I can clearly see this boy suffers from abuse and neglect on many levels, given the fact the money transferred to you for the past 12 years was for his care and raising...well this is not a good sign. I am good at what I do so let's see if you're smart enough to figure out how you're going to return the money you never spent on this young man's welfare."
The man waved Vernon off before turning to Harry. "Now Mr. Potter I meant every word of that. We hold children in high regard so as of right now I am enacting the protection protocols set forth by the House of Potter and bringing you to Gringotts right away, With your acceptance as it would be kidnapping otherwise."
Harry stood shocked but quickly cleared his head. "I will accept these protocols and allow you to escort me to Gringotts. Please lead the way. But can you first shrink my stuff to carry easier?" The Goblin did not smile but let his eyes widen. He nodded and shrunk the trunk before holding out a brass wristband. Harry was told to hold the other side and when he felt the spinning slowing down to run in mid air.
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Inside a special room in Gringotts two people fell out of the air and crumpled. The Goblin was now out of the disguise but looked at Harry in awe. "No matter what happens, you will never get that landing down. Your core is too strong to easily Port and that is what causes the rough landings. Now let's get you to the accountants office and please stay silent till we arrive."
Harry nodded and headed down the halls with the goblin. After a couple minutes they arrived in a small office that seemed oddly too 'human'. The Goblin glared at the smaller one behind the desk. When Harry looked at the other one his eyes widened and he nearly tripped over himself to get out of the desk.
The larger Goblin that brought Harry in bark orders in his own tongue and soon the small one bolted out of the office. "My name is Rotfang, and that was Woefoot. I never liked that he became the appointed accountant after the Potter passed away. I liked your Parents, Your mother would wallop your father if he smarted off, even in front of us. She had a fire the Goblins respected."
Harry was offered a seat as the Goblin found some tea and snacks. "Here eat up and we wait for DMLE. The fact your mail is not going to you without your knowledge of where it is going is illegal, but the fact your personal Financial and requests from us are also not being relayed.. well that's a bigger barrel of fish. I also Need you to read this please. It was to be given to you and fully explained on your fifth Birthday. As well as the reading of the Potter Will and the emancipation of the last Potter on their eleventh Birthday."
Harry took the letter and read as he ate but soon the food was left to the side. His Mother had written it the day before they died. It was to tell him why they did what they did and how she had made it so he could survive. It also clearly told him to not trust Dumbledore. He was still heartbroken when the door opened and a woman with graying hair, stern face and a monocle walked in.
"Good day, I'm Director Amelia Bones for the DMLE. I was told a young Magical was being abused by their muggle guardians. I will never discount those words when relayed by a goblin. To whom am I working with and who is the child?"
Harry was facing away from the door so he knew she had not seen him or the trademark scar yet. His head hurt as a static buzz seemed to press the back of his mind.
"Gringotts legal dept., Rotfang. And this child is also going to need a lot of legal help. Would you agree with Mr. Potter?" The woman's head snapped to the boy in the chair. His thin neck and arms hidden in oversized clothes as well as something about his nervous energy when he was announced. When his head turned to her she looked at his face, All of his face and gasped.
"..Like James, but Lily's eyes. You really are Harry. You.. but how...why did you not come to us sooner? I'm sorry but I have a lot of questions right now and they all will not be pleasant. First of all I did know your parents as your father was an Auror under my command, as was Sirius Black. Second, I was repeatedly told by your Magical guardian that you were in fine health and that any attempt to meet with you was not possible due to your training and location. Please clear this up for me as you are sitting right here in front of me...not in fine health."
The boy shook his head as it buzzed again and his arm was tender. "That is the second time I have heard about a Magical guardian but I have no idea who or even what that is. I was raised, for lack of a better term, by Aunt Petunia and uncle Vernon. Petunia was related to my mom. Today I found out that I have not received mail that is mine. I also find out that the Dursleys did receive money to raise me after years of stating otherwise and making me their personal servant. And now I find out thanks to a letter from my mom that I was never ever to go to the Dursleys as she believed them as vile as the Dark Lord himself. So please tell me what the hell is going on. Who is my Magical Guardian and why was I not even told I was a wizard till Hagrid came to give me my Hogwarts letter a few days before my first year there?"
He collapsed back into the seat not realizing he had stood during the rant. His eyes burned and his head hurt. He felt like someone was whispering in the background. Bones looked ready to kill someone and he swore Rotfang was eyeing the swords on the wall. Harry held out the letter to the woman as he looked ready to pass out.
After closing his eyes and deep breaths he finally relaxed. The pain, a dull throb and the whispers lessened but were still there. "I'm Sorry about that but this year was hell enough. I was ready to be sent back to that place again after such a life changing event. I killed A possessed teacher with the face of Voldemort on the back of his head in my first year, let's not forget about the troll we put down on Halloween that year too. And then there was the Basilisk this year and another student possessed by Tom Riddle who I find out is the real name of Voldemort. But to top it off my life has been nothing but lies and falsehoods. I need something to ease the bite too."
He was laying back in the chair as both Goblin and woman shouted. "WHAT BASILISK?"
"The one in the Chamber of Secrets under Hogwarts. Ginny Weasley was taken down there by a possessed book and was being drained of life and magic. I went to save her, a habit of saving people, but when it got there the spirit was nearly reborn. He summoned the Basilisk Salazar Slytherin kept down there. After a long fight with the help of Fawkes and a sword in the sorting Hat...I stabbed the sword into the top of the snake's mouth. I killed it to save my own life and Ginny's but its fang hit me." He slowly pulled up his sleeve.
The last thing he knew was a sharp poke between his eyes as sleep claimed him. Rotfang had his finger on Harry's forehead. "I'll call the healers and we can get a full scan started. That looks healed but I want answers. Also he did not know about Dumbledore claiming Guardian in Magical society. I think it's time you and Gringotts started to work together. The Potters are longtime allies to us Goblins and now their last son is being put in danger. I have to report this...all the way up."
Amelia nodded as the Goblin stated to summon others. Ten minutes later they transferred the boy to a medical ward and Amelia was getting angrier as they did more scans. When his clothing was removed she nearly cried. His body held years of scarring added to the hole in his arm and the one on his head she was ready to kill the old man. The last scan was the breaker as she declared Harry James Potter emancipated and removed from any influence of Albus Dumbledore. His core was massive but still had a binding on it as well as that ..thing..in his scar. The venom from the Basilisk was actually fighting both and slowly altering Harry. It was helping him but his body was so weak he could barely survive it without help.
Two hours later she had the full medical report as well as The testimony of her niece about how he was always being watched by the Headmaster. Now she finds out that a student was bitten by a Basilisk and it was not reported to the DMLE or the Ministry at all. Neither was the possessed teacher and the student being taken into the chamber. She knew when he woke it would be worse but right now she had to get things rolling.
Rotfang was in an office deep under the bank. He was skinning the former Potter Accounts Manager alive..literally. The room held three other Goblins and one of them was ready to do far worse to the whimpering piece of shit. They had sent many requests from other departments to try to reach the boy and demanded the Manger freeze the accounts till he came in. But they recently found out the Goblin they did not choose to handle the account was not taking orders from them but from Dumbledore. Before they finished the first hour of ...interrogation.. the dishonorable goblin had spilled all it could about what the old Wizard was trying to do with the account. Fake Betrothal contract as well as a fake Will to give the entire estate to him after the boy died when facing the 'soon to return Voldemort'.
The next four hours were to ensure the last surviving member of this soon to be dissected house would still be held with Honor. He was among those watching. The last one was the head honcho himself. King of the Goblins and Right Now he was not in any mood for Albus Dumbledore's politics or bullshit.
Harry woke after a good eight hours of sleep and felt something off. He looked around to see his clothes were not his own but fit perfectly. His glasses were exchanged for some that worked correctly and his arm was not hurting anymore. When he looked at the still exposed arm he nearly jumped out of the bed. It looked like a tattoo of a Basilisk coming out of the wound and wrapping around his arm. He swore it seemed to move a bit.
"Good, You awake. I Healer. Just Healer. Your arm bitten by King of Serpent. Your Blood now Kings blood. You need rest but we give you potions. It makes better. Make healthy. Rotfang come soon. Drink Potion." Harry looked at it and nodded before downing it. He thanked the Healer for their time in whatever it was they did to him. This made the Healer stop smiling with open lips but still smiling.
Harry felt the whispers and soon he laid back again. In his dreams he saw an underground city of the Lamia and Naga. He saw a room with markings for royalty. He did not know why but his parseltongue was reading everything. He also felt sadness for those who looked at this cave. His mind went to the girl and he saw her in a bed made by the elves to hold her and her tail. She looked better but was still asleep.
"My...My friend Dobby..hes a House elf. Can I call him here?" The Healer and the two guards looked puzzled at the words. This wizard only said House elf to describe this Dobby, but he clearly said friend.
"Ok but only him and he must remain visible." Harry nodded and called out. Soon the elf popped in and looked around. "Oh great and kind Master Harry Potter sir, What has happened? Why is goblin healing you?"
"Dobby, what did I say about the titles? Please, it's Just Harry. How is our friend? Is she getting better?"
"Oh yes, very much better and Dobby right about her markings. But we talk about it later. She sleeps but will wake up in a day or two. We House elves have cleaned her up and keep her taking potion to heal better. Is Goblins doing same for Harry Potter sir?" The elf seemed to vibrate at times with his emotions.
Harry smiled to the ceiling. "They are. I know not what they have done but I am feeling much better. Oh can you get Hedwig from Hermione without her knowing. Wait until she leaves to hunt then give her one of my owl treats. Explain to her where I am and that I want her to be safe till I can call for her. She is very intelligent and will do what she wants but I want her to know I am ok."
The elf was in tears at this and even the hardened Goblins nodded at the act. Dobby left to get some rest as the elves were taking shifts to protect and heal the girl. At that time Bones walked in with Rotfang. Behind them was a man with red hair and a fang earring. He looked like he was well versed in travel and also had a tan to him.
Harry waved at them feeling a little off. The whispers seemed to make him feel drugged. Or that was the potion. "Sorry I cant greet you properly but I don't think standing is allowed right now. Director Bones I wish to press charges against Albus Dumbledore. But I have no clue as to how to do it and state it."
Rotfang laughed and even The man noticed none of the Goblins were smiling openly at the boy. "Sorry but let me get this out. Harry Potter, Thank you for saving my sister, Ginny. We all care for her and will do all we can for you since you saved her life. I got a bit of the details but she was not able to tell much. She did say that only Madam Pomphrey looked after her when you saved her. I feel we need to know more to get her the right help she may need. By the way my name is William Weasley but call me Bill."
"Oh ok, are you also a twin? Nevermind. Tell me what to do and I'll tell you everything that happened. I wish I could show you because it would be easier and not lose details." Bill explained how to build his memory to pull it out and into a pensive. After doing so he rested till they returned. The room stayed silent as the trio stepped into an adjacent room. "Bill get to your sister now and bring her here. Take Director Bones as this is clearly not a limited issue and has the signs of potential Legal charges."
He nodded and the pair left as Rotfang entered again. "Mr..."
"Just Harry please. That goes to all of you. I am just Harry right now. If you must do business then I will accept the titles and all that but right now my head feels like it's swimming in a sea of new ideas and images and even feels like something is growing on the top of my mouth."
The taller goblin looked at the others. Then sighed. "Harry then, You are going through changes. Your body has bindings and even something very dark in your head scar. The Basilisk venom is actually fighting those things but in the process it's changing you. The mouth...well it may become just venom sacks or even retracted fangs. We don't really know...your body was so weak that it might have just burned up with how hard the venom was fighting those issues. We did remove the binding and are looking into the scar..no word yet."
The green eyed boy suddenly frowned. "Scan my eyes. I swear they were hurting but felt better when I closed them like it's an extra lid over them." The healer quickly ran over and did so..#His eyes changing too. His eyes will have Death Gaze. This not good for wizard. He is becoming creature. They will hunt him..#
#I know but we will contact the Caverns today to see if they can help him. Now tell me about the elf that came by..#. Harry was hearing the barking language and smiled a bit. He knew they would help him but he also knew it would cost someone a lot by the time they were done. He hoped it was Dumbledore because that man needed some Karma in his life.
Harry was soon enjoying a drugged stupor as they continued to work around him. He had a dream where he read a law about Claiming all the property of someone you have defeated in combat three times. Without realizing it he stated the words out loud and the room filled with light. The Goblins looked at him curiously till Rotfang started to remember all the boy had said.
#He survived the killing curse as a baby but Tom did not, He killed the possessed teacher forcing the wraith of Tom to flee, And he destroyed the diary that held the spirit of Tom. Three times he was victorious in combat. He just claimed all Tom Riddle aka Lord Voldemort had... He now owns the Deatheaters and their property as well.#
The bank was in a tizzy as Goblins started to run reviews on known Deatheater accounts seeing it was no longer in their control. The accounts were frozen and awaited Harry's orders. Rotfang was grinning ear to ear, fangs and all.
When Bill returned and saw the looks he started to sweat. "Um.. Healer, This is my sister Ginerva Weasley. Can you please give her a post possession scan and see if there are any treatments needed. Why is...everyone grinning?" The girl looked scared till she saw Harry passed out on one of the beds.
"Harry? Bill, is he ok? Please tell me they didn't let the venom hurt him." The girl was held back as Harry stirred a bit and groggily waved to them. Then put his finger to his lips before rolling over to sleep some more. His dreams were filled with old laws and how to act in the Wizengamot.
The healers did their best scans as it was covered under Bill's contract to aid the Family of employees at discount. So better scans make better profit. However they soon started talking between them and the Healer working on Harry. Rotfang and Bill looked pale but soon they went to Ginny. "Ginny dear, when..when madam Pomphrey looked after you before coming home...did she or Professor Dumbledore do any cleansing rituals or spells to you?"
The poor girl shook her head and looked scared at the fact that her scans were causing so much reaction. But the room fell silent as Harry's body rose into the air as he hissed out words in Parseltongue. His head bled out a black tar and a screeching wail came from the wound. The dark black vapors of something floated above his head before turning to flee.
It did not get far as Harry's blood moved like a dark red snake and bit into the mist. The wail was louder before the mist exploded into nothingness. They watched the blood return to the wound and soon it closed up to heal properly. Ginny realized Harry was possessed too and that was very aggressive cleansing. She did what any girl in her place could do...She Fainted.
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A/N I will be updating every two weeks to monthly unless I feel extra nice and throw in an extra chapter. Yes spelling is better but not perfect. NO FLAMES- honest and civil criticizing is allowed and incouraged. Now I am adle brained with need for caffine so lets see what all of you think of this. PMs are welcome but may take a week to reply (I have a job and a family so I have been very busy these days).
