Harley Potter And The Chamber Of Secrets

The Girl Who Lived

Chapter Six

Discoveries With A Shock

Buckingham Boarding House was silent as Harley jogged her way up the wooden staircases. Her boots thumped against the flooring, before falling silent as she finally reached the fourth flooring of which she now lived in. She now lived with the other twelve to eighteen year olds. Of course, Harley found this increasingly annoying, since she lived on the same floor as Derek and his little hooligans. She rolled her eyes as she walked down the hallway, passing the strident and insufferable room, which was where Derek roomed with his two followers. Sighing she made her way to the far end of the hallway, where her own room was. It seemed no one wanted to room with a freak, as he or she all called her. "Potter!" A males voice hollered from a few doors down. Stopping a few feet from her door she turned to look at Hayden Blake, a brown haired, honey brown eyed orphan like herself. She vaguely recognized him. The two of them never spoke, nor did they pay much attention to each other. Or, Harley never paid attention to him.

"Yes?" She questioned, an eyebrow rose as she looked at the older boy by a year or two older over. He had never done anything to her, to cause her distrust, but she naturally distrusted everyone.

"Can I speak with you for a moment?" Hayden questioned, his gaze flickered around the hallway. As if he was suspecting someone to jump out at him.

"Aren't you already?" She asked sarcastically.

"In private?" Hayden re-asked with patience that most people didn't have for Harley's snide comments.

"Fine." She decided after a silent debate as if she should or shouldn't. Turning away from her door she walked into his bedroom and turned to face him, crossing her arms over her chest.

"I know you're a witch." Hayden blurted out. His honey brown eyes stared into dazzling, electric, emerald green with an intensity Harley didn't like. She switched weights on her feet as her gaze flickered away from him and around his room.

"Hasn't everyone figured that out already?" Harley sneered. She was annoyed with this older boy. She knew she was a witch, in literal sense, but she doubted he knew. Hayden's eyes rolled at her statement. He didn't know how she could be so distrustful.

"I mean a witch, as in magic." Hayden snapped. His muscular arms crossed over his lean chest as he looked across at the younger girl who glared at him with scrutiny.

"How?" She demanded. Harley hated that yet another person had been watching her, probably like Regulus had done.

"I go to Hogwarts, with you. I'm in Ravenclaw." He sighed with a shake of his head. Of course, he knew the famed Harley Potter wouldn't know him. It shouldn't have shocked her that much to realize another orphan at Buckingham's was a witch or wizard. It was bound to have happened sooner or later.

"Oh." She stated with surprise. Not having much else to say she nodded her head. Idea's formed in her head as she thought about this new information over. "Would you be willing to help me, if I helped you? We could protect our things from the brats in this place. As well as each other, we could stick up for one another." She stated after a long stretch of silence. If she had another person like her, she couldn't just ignore that. She wanted to have this boy under close watch. She never knew what he could do. Hayden finally nodded slowly as he thought this over. He could work with her. After all, he was sure, if she was a friend with the Weasley twins, she'd have protection, meaning pranks, to keep their things safe.

"I'm up to it." Hayden agreed with a friendly smile. Harley gave a small smile and together the two held out hands before shaking each other's hands.

"If you will excuse me, I need to go to my room." She spoke, releasing his hand she walked around him and out the door. Walking back down the hallway she pushed open her door and stepped in.


Harley froze as she noticed an odd creature jumping on her freshly made bed. Her eyes squinted into an annoyed glare as she realized what it was, a house elf. "What are you doing?" She hollered over the loud squeals and laughs of the small house elf. It froze at her loud voice and remained standing on her bed and looked up at her with wide eyes.

"Dobby is sorry Miss. Dobby did not mean to cause a mess." Dobby, the house elf stated nervously. Harley shut the door behind her and crossed her arms as she looked over the house elf. He looked much shorter in stature than humans, standing only about 3 and a- half feet. He had large, tennis-ball-like green eyes looked frightened and his long, bat-like pointed ears stood up on his head. He wore a body-covering pillowcase that looked old and uncomfortable.

"Uh…Dobby, why don't you sit…down." She stated, nodding to the bed. Dobby looked up at her, his eyes watered and he suddenly cried out.

"Sitsits down! Dobby has never been asked to sit down!" Harley's eyes widened at the sudden loud wail. She knew she must have said something wrong.

"I didn't mean to offend you or anything." Harley replied hurriedly. She was trying to stop the loud noise before someone came running to see what was going on. That was the last thing she wanted.

"Harley Potter did not offend. Dobby has never been treated like an equal." Dobby explained.

"I bet you never meet decent wizards then." Harley muttered. Dobby nodded his head before his eyes widened, grabbed the lamp at the nightstand he began to hit himself, yelling 'Bad Dobby' every time it came in contact with his head. "Give me that." The girl snapped, grabbing the lamp from the crossed eyed house elf that blinked dizzily.

"Dobby must punish himself. Dobby spoke ill of his family." Dobby stated as he plopped himself onto the bed. Harley's head tilted curiously at this statement.

"Family? What family do you work for Dobby?" Harley asked as she walked slowly over to the bed. She stood at the end of it, looking down at the small creature that swung its legs back and forth.

"Dobby will not say ma'am. Dobby is not supposed to stay here, even if allowed by one of his masters. Dobby will have to punish himself grievously for this. If his…if his master new of this, Dobby would get the most severe punishment." Dobby shuttered at the prospect of what type of trouble he would get in. "Dobby only came for one reason." Dobby explained his large tennis ball green eyes turned their gaze to Harley who raised an eyebrow.

"What reason?" Harley asked warily.

"Dobby has come to warn Harley Potter not to come back to Hogwarts!" Dobby exclaimed as he jumped down from the bed and onto the floor. Dobby looked to Harley with awe in his eyes as he looked the girl over. His gaze landed on her scar on her forehead before looking away.

"Why can't I go to Hogwarts Dobby?" Harley intriguingly asked.

Dobby began to speak again, but did not answer her question yet. "Harley Potter is very modest, not speaking of her triumph over He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named." Dobby explained with a nod.

"You mean Voldemort?" She questioned and grimaced when Dobby moaned and covered his ears.

"Speak not of his name ma'am. Speak not of his name!" Dobby squeaked out.

"Alright, sorry." Harley calmed with a shake of her head.

"I heard tales of Harley Potter facing the Dark Lord once again. That Harley Potter escaped, once again." Dobby stated, looking up at the highly advanced witch. With a nod of her head, Dobby moaned again.

"Harley Potter must not go back to Hogwarts. Harley Potter is bold and vigilant, and faced dangerous situations, so brave! But Dobby has come to warn Harley Potter of a plot most dangerous that will happen at Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardy. Dobby has come to protect Harley Potter. She is too important to put herself in dangerous situations" Dobby stated. Harley raised her eyebrow. A house elf was trying to protect her?

"What's this plot that's going to happen? Who's making this happen?" Harley questioned. Dobby shook his head as he made a choking sound before banging his head against her nightstand. "Alright, you can't tell me. I get it." She stated, pulling the house elf away from the drawers. "Can you tell me anything?" She demanded.

Dobby remained silent as he looked down at the floor. "Does it have to do with Vol- Sorry- You-Know-Who?" She questioned. Dobby shook his head slowly. "Then who?" She questioned despairingly.

"Dobby mustn't tell Harley Potter anything else." Dobby stated. "But Dobby has to make sure Harley Potter doesn't come to Hogwarts." The house elf squeaked.

"I have to go Dobby! This place is horrible. I have friends – or – I think I have friends still at Hogwarts." She stated with a sigh. She ran a hand through her hair as she looked at Dobby who was looking around nervously.

"Friends that don't even write to Harley Potter?" Dobby questioned. Harley's head snapped to Dobby, her vivid, emotional emerald green eyes squinted into a glare.

"Have you been stopping my letters?" Harley demanded angrily with a whisper.

"Harley Potter mustn't be mad at Dobby – Dobby thought if Harley Potter - didn't think she had friends – anymore – she wouldn't go to Hogwarts." Dobby explained as he dug his hand into his pillowcase, pulling out a thick wad of letters.

"Give me those Dobby." Harley growled, moving slowly towards the house elf she lunged for the letters. Dobby jumped out of the way, making Harley hit her head against the desk. Rubbing her forehead she shook off the pain. Clenching her jaw she swung around to face Dobby. "Dobby, please give me my letters." She tried again, her face felt hot with anger as she tried to calmly ask for her letters. Dobby hurriedly shook his head. "Dobby." Harley stated in a clipped tone. "Give me my bloody letters."

"Harley Potter must promise Dobby she will not return to Hogwarts. Ah, ma'am this is a danger you must not face! Say you won't go back!" Dobby exclaimed as he yet again dodged Harley.

"No. Now give me my letters!" Harley exclaimed angrily. She could not believe he was keeping her letters. Making her believe that her friends were not her friends anymore. It made her furious at this house elf for doing such a thing.

Dobby squeaked as Harley lunged again but missed as Dobby jumped out of the way and ran out of her room. "Dobby!" Harley hissed as she ran out of the room after the small creature. She watched as Dobby ran down the hallway and towards the staircase. "Shite." She cursed as she ran down the hallway after the house elf. She raced after Dobby who kept running down the staircases, passing many levels of floors until they reached the bottom landing. She panted as she stopped on the stairs before reaching the floor. "Dobby, give me my letters." She whispered as she watched the couples that where looking to adopt sit in the living room.

"Dobby is truly sorry Harley Potter. But you mustn't go to Hogwarts." Dobby stated as he raised his hand. He snapped his fingers, causing the fire sprinklers for when there are fires, to come on. It doused everyone in the Orphanage.

"My letter's Dobby, give me them" Harley ordered. Dobby stood there a moment before nodding slowly. This should ruin the girl's chance at going to Hogwarts again. As Dobby disappeared, he dropped the letters and with a pop, he was gone. Rushing for the letters she picked them up and hurried up the stairs, placing the letters under her shirt.


"Harley Potter!" The voice of Mrs. Buckingham bellowed from the bottom of the staircase. Harley froze at the landing and turned to face the elder woman.

"Yes Mrs. Buckingham?" She questioned.

"Did you do this?" The woman screeched angrily. Harley quickly shook her head.

"No ma'am. I did nothing of the sorts." Harley stated before turning on her heel and running the rest of the way to her room. She was defiantly going to have to sneak out the window if she was to meet with Regulus. Walking into her room she shut the door and shook her hair, causing droplets of water to fly everywhere. She couldn't believe Dobby did something like that to her. She was going to get into major trouble thanks to him. At the sound of a knock on the door she sighed. Walking over to it she pulled it open to see Hayden Blake standing there, drenched with water.

"Care to explain?" Hayden questioned with a raise of his eyebrow. Sighing to herself she pulled the door open and allowed Hayden to step inside. Turning to face him she spoke.

"Do you know what a house elf is?" She asked, before saying anything else.

"Uh...no." Hayden stated with confusion. Sighing to herself Harley spoke.

"It's a small creature that works for witches and wizarding families or just regular witches or wizards. They have to do whatever you ask of them and they clean, but seem to love it." Harley explained patiently. Hayden's eyes twinkled with curiosity.

"What does a house elf have to do with anything?" He questioned.

"Dobby, the house elf, caused the sprinklers to go off." She stated. Hayden shook his head with surprise. He had a feeling that many interesting things would begin to happen when you hung around Harley Potter.

"Well, that explains everything?" Hayden asked. Running a hand through his soaked brown hair he looked around her bland room. It showed nothing, giving no clues away Harley was a witch or wizard, much like his room was. He usually hid his things, which he was sure Harley did as well.


As Harley made her way towards Grimmauld Place she walked towards a red phone booth and stepped inside. Closing it behind her she pulled open the phone book and began to flip through its pages. Finally landing on the name she wanted she picked up the phone hanging on the stand and raised it to her ear. Putting in some Muggle money she dialed the number. After a few minutes of waiting with the phone ringing, someone picked up. "Granger residence. Hermione Granger speaking." Hermione's familiar voice stated causing a smile to grace Harley's lips.

"Mione, it's Harley." As soon as the words left her lips Hermione began to speak hurriedly.

"Harley! It's so good to hear you. Are you all right? I haven't heard from you in five bloody weeks! I was beginning to worry something happened." Harley smiled at her friends worry and gave a small chuckle.

"I'm fine Mione. I had an issue with my mail not reaching me. But I got your letters and every one else's. I'm going to have to figure out how to reply to Ron and his siblings as well as Hagrid and a few others." Harley stated with a shake of her head. She looked around the street and sighed. "I'll have to tell you and Ron everything later." She stated, as she leaned against the side of the phone booth, her eyes flickered around and noticed a familiar cloaked figure not to far from her. The cloaked figure stood watching her in the shadows of an alleyway, making the young girl squint her eyes distrustfully. Regulus may have followed her and been good, but it didn't mean this figure watching her could be.

"Well, I'm heading to Diagon Alley tomorrow, with Ron and the other Weasley's. Perhaps I can meet you there?" Hermione questioned. She was truly worried for Harley. Her best friend sounded tired and in a hurry.

"Yeah, Mione. That sounds great. I'll talk to you then." Harley stated. Hermione smiled and nodded, before realizing her friend couldn't see her.

"Talk to you tomorrow." Hermione said.

"See you tomorrow Mione." Harley hung up the phone before stepping out of the phone booth and into the busy London City Street. She made her way towards Grimmauld Place, where she knew Regulus would be waiting and took a glance over her shoulder to where the shadow figure was, only to see no one there.


Chapter Seven, up and done! :)

I'm working on Chapter Eight and Nine right now. I may not update them until tomorrow though.

Well, Harley was in for a suprise. Hayden Blake, another Orphan is a wizard. Who would have thought? I promise, Harley will be heading to Hogwarts soon.

I've never seen Harley that pissed in awhile. Who could blame her though? She was made to believe that none of her friends cared about her and hated her, but in truth Dobby was just stopping her mail. Bad Dobby! ;)

Then Harley calls Hermione, which made the girl beyond happy. After all, they're like sisters just like Harley and Ron are like brother and sister.

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TheWeepingRaven