I had to get a friend to help me write a certain scene that was sorta out of my comfort zone. It's much better than another one of their interactions in Part 1
Harry woke the next morning filled with dread for the day. Hopefully, the twins would pull through. He'd owe them but he'd give anything for a distraction during breakfast.
The students that were awake were gathered outside the Great Hall. When they entered, their shoes became skates. The floor turned into an ice rink, the air becoming much colder. The tired, inexperienced children slipped and slid as they tried to make their way to their tables to eat. Many of them fell multiple times. One Gryffindor first year fell right on his face, but got up as quickly as he could with a bright smile on his face. Some of the Slytherins took to slowly pulling themselves along using the wall to keep themselves from slipping. One of the Hufflepuff girls was trying to show a friend of hers how to skate, expertly spinning and skating, trying to help people up from their falls.
Harry almost regretted asking the twins to pull a prank like this. He absolutely hated the cold. Perhaps it was his Siren side showing, being made to live in warmer waters. And on top of that, he had no clue how to ice skate. After some trial and error, and many falls, he made it to the Ravenclaw table. The teachers were not exempt from the prank either. The moment Professor Flitwick's shoes turned to skates, he cast a spell on himself that allowed him to float an inch off of the ground, avoiding the icy floors. Snape cast a heating spell on the path to his seat. This did not work, the twins made sure of it. He had to walk, very slowly, to his seat at the teacher's table. McGonagall surprised everyone by skating calmly, keeping her professional exterior. The Weasley twins entered the Great Hall about an hour after Harry. Right before the Prophet would be delivered. The two of them expertly skated to the Gryffindor table. Performing twirls and spins that could only come from experience.
As students finished eating, some got up and tried to skate, determined to learn how after seeing the show that the twins had put on. The Daily Prophet seemingly forgotten by almost everyone. Some of the upper years were reading it as they ate, talking about it quietly with their peers. Robert Hillard looked at Harry from down the table and gave a small smile then returned to his meal.
When the Headmaster read the article, he froze, unrelated to the icy floors of the Hall. He calmed his face but had lost the sparkle in his eye and he somehow ate angrily.
Harry: 3 Dumbledore: 1.
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Harry was in the library gathering some books for a bit of research when Hermione came up to him.
"Harry? Why are you looking at those books? They are way too advanced for you, for me even."
Harry ignored her. She couldn't do anything to him. She wouldn't anyways, too rule-abiding to do something so outlandish as hexing another student. But of course, where one idiotic Gryffindor is, there is another.
"Oi! Potter! I see you're so famous that no one can talk to you. Ya know, when we saw each other in Diagon, I was tryna ask you why you let the hat sort you into Ravenclaw. I'm sure that if your parents saw you being such a disgrace to Gryffindor House, they would have let He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named kill you, Mr. boy-who-just-wont fuckin' die."
"Seriously Ronald? You are resulting to such vulgar language and insults with no real weight and no reasoning besides your own anger at Merlin knows what. You act like a mangy dog when you don't get whatever you want."
"You're gonna call me a dog? You little bitch!" Ron cast a spell from his wand, a bright pink light coming from it. Harry narrowly dodged before casting a spell. Ron wasn't fast enough and was hit with a jelly-legs jinx.
"Boys! Both of you! Stop this immediately. Two nights of detention for both of you and twenty points from Ravenclaw and Gryffindor!" Professor Pince stopped the impromptu duel, coming by during the argument along with other students.
"Sorry Professor." They both echoed.
As they left the library, Ron turned to Harry. "This isn't over Potter."
"I believe it is. Goodbye Ronald." Harry left for Ravenclaw tower.
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Detention was to be overseen by Professor Snape.
"Tonight. You dunderheads will be cleaning these cauldrons" he gestured to a large pile of them, "if I see your wands out, I will add another three nights of detention."
"Yes sir" Harry said, as he took his half of the pile.
"Fine" Ron huffed.
They worked in silence for a while. Harry had finished four cauldrons while Ron only cleaned two, he took too many breaks to look over his hand at blisters from his harsh scrubbing. Snape also caught Weasley multiple times almost taking out his wand but a sharp glare stopped him. Reducing the redhead to angry muttering.
Another half-hour later, Professor Snape stood up, "Your detention for tonight is over. You are to arrive here tomorrow night at the same time. Once you finish your part and I look over the cauldrons, you will be free to leave. Now get to your dorms before I deduct points for being out after curfew."
Harry had five more cauldrons to finish the next night but Ron had almost double. When Harry finished, he signaled to the Professor, "This is...adequate. You are free to leave Mr. Potter. "
Weasley tried to finish quickly after that. "Continue. These are still dirty."
It seemed Professor Snape had a long night ahead of him.
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After the trial, the rest of September passed quickly. The news of Sirius' innocence was only talked about for a few days afterwards. None of the students seemed to be brave enough to talk to Harry for fear of him sending his Godfather, the ex-Azkaban inmate after them.
October blew in with the turning of leaves and the elves making more apple and fall spiced meals during the feasts. Everything seemed perfect. Maybe a little too perfect.
It was during a tutoring session Rowena in the Den when he remembered what was wrong. He gasped and stood to face Salazar's portrait. "Halloween! I need to go see the Chamber."
"Harry. Are you absolutely certain?"
"Yes. I need to go see Asha."
"Very well. I will see you down there once you find my other portrait." with that, he walked out of his frame.
"But how do I...he can't hear me anymore, can he?"
Godric laughed softly, "Heir, all you have to do is wish for a door. You are the Hogwarts Heir, the castle will always answer to you." Harry could recall all the times he ran his fingers over the stone walls of the castle, only to feel a resounding warmth and a pleasant tingle up his hand. 'I wish for a door' §A Door to the Chamber§. Just then, with a rumble, a stone door appeared and opened. Harry walked through.
Next chapter is the Chamber of Secrets and an animagus reveal.
I've decided to close the poll. I'll decide on the pairing at a later time. I've got some plans for Artemis. *eyes emoji*