Chapter 10 Hidden chambers and Dark thoughts

(Number Four, Private Drive)

"Those bloody devils, looming round the house, weird people in our hall. What's next! Claiming our house?!" Vernon Dursley said angrily.

Days had passed since Harry disappeared with the Order, yet Vernon Dursley had quite a hard time trying to comprehend everything that had happened. He was after all a man of pride, and had finally understood that whatever he tried, those evil devils would still appear at his house, no matter. And then there was also Petunia, who had made it clear the previous year that Harry would stay. He still tried to argue about it, but that stubborn woman still said it clearly as a 'NO'.

-Flashback-

"He stays"

"He... but Petunia... "

"If we throw him out the neighbours will talk" she said. "They'll ask awkward questions, they'll want to know where he's gone. We'll have to keep him. "

-End Flashback-

Perhaps she had been just stressed, or a little unnerved by everything, so he had tried to discuss it now at dinner... with little success.

-Flashback-

"Wouldn't it be easier if we just threw that nephew of yours out, I mean He's no use here and I think he'll be more happy playing with his friends than staring into his bedroom ceiling here."

Dudley nodded excited. Petunia Dursley laid down her fork, looking irritated at her husband.

"No Vernon we can't. You know that the neighbours will get suspicious. We'll have to keep him, have I made myself clear."

"Think of it. Free from those weird people. After all, we can't control them, and they don't follow rules, they hardly know what rules are. We'll have no reason to bump in to them any more. "

"I said no. "

"Are you fond of him for some reason. I thought you hated him as much as you do. "

His wife suddenly stood up.

"NO!!" she shrieked. "GET OUT THIS INSTANT. DON'T YOU DARE EVER TALK TO ME AGAIN ABOUT THIS. MY ANSWER IS CLEAR AND STAYS SO! "

Dudley left instantly, leaving his dinner, unfinished. Vernon stared at her before he left.

-End Flashback-

It was difficult for her to admit, and she would never admit it in front of her family. She had loved he sister, yet jealousy had taken over that day Lily had received her letter from Hogwarts, which said that her sister, not herself, was a witch. She had never really hated her, but in her heart she had her own desire of being something more than just Petunia. Lily had known this and had promised to try and find a way to get her sister to learn magic.

But Lily was dead. She had been killed years ago and there she, Petunia had lost her hope, until that day Harrys letter had arrived. That day hope had been lit again in her heart.

Making sure no one saw her, she tiptoed to the cupboard under the stairs. She had never said anything of this to her husband cause it had to remain a secret. She lifted the floor and lifted a secret trapdoor that led down to a hidden chamber underneath the house. When they had bought the house, they had bought it from an old woman who Petunia, days after, even before Harry had arrived at the doorstep, had discovered had been a witch. This chamber had been well hidden, and she hadn't dared gone down there knowing about the dangers of the magical world but now curiosity had taken the best of her.

She lightened the torch she carried with her. It was a big chamber, it probably existed under the whole Private Drive. The walls were covered with strange looking items, which she didn't dare take a closer look at in case they could be cursed. Lily had told her what cursed objects could do.

In the middle of the room stood a pedestal and on it were a silver box. It was beautiful, and she felt drawn to it. But when she stepped closer a shield of flames, golden red ones burst out from the ground. But they didn't burn her so shaking with fright she dared step through. Getting closer to it she felt her fingers tingle with excitement. Soon she stood only centimetres from it.

'Open it', a whispering voice said.

"What!" she asked the voice, but no one answered. With no answer she shaking approached the box. She opened it and closed her eyes, wondering what in the hell she was doing.

Nothing happened.

She opened he eyes again and discovered that in the silver box, lied five necklace. Each one of them looked different from the other. They assembled a sneaking badger, a flying eagle, a lion standing on his hind legs roaring and a curled up snake. There was also one, assembling a flower, known as Anemone Nemorosa. She pocketed them, not knowing why, still she did so thinking that when Harry returned she would show him this place and tell him more about his past, as so much she remembered.

(Number Twelve, Grimmauld Place)

After the big event at Diagon Alley, the Weasley's had decided to stay at the Order, very much to Harry's joy as he heard the news. The Weasley's were like his family, the family he'd never had.

There were news going on since the previous year. The row with Percy was over, since the stubborn guy finally had the evidence and now, like the whole Wizarding world, believed Voldemort had returned. He had immediately joined the Order and was once again a happy member of the family. Well as happy Percy could get by sleeping together with the twins.

"How's work going on Percy?" Harry asked not thinking about the simple mathematic Percy and workhours of talking about it.

"Well, Fudge has let me stay as his assistant. He's so bright and funny, our Ministry I can't believe you made such a fuss about his ways last year. I mean, all right you were right, but everyone can take it wrong. You know, no one really wanted to believe it to be true so blah blah blah..."

"Why in the world did you have to do that? "Ron asked.

"Don't know. I didn't think."

"Stupid of you"

Hermione sat next to them, buried in Fear even your own Shadow, by Elbereth Oak.

"Such a weird schoolbook, she said. We already know most of it. "

"Well, "Harry said picking up his own copy "It's not everyone who had joined the DA, last year. "

"Wonder who's the new teacher. Hope Dumbledore's managed to get one. Think of

it...

Professor Quirrel – dead

Professor Lockhart – removed memory

Professor Lupin – Werewolf

Professor Moody – locked up in a trunk for the year

Professor Umbridge – MAD"

"Hasn't she always been mad, Ron" Hermione asked.

Everyone broke out into laughter.

(Hogwarts)

Where was she? What was this place?

She looked around. She was standing in a big chamber. She didn't understand first, but from what her grandmother had told her, this was the Chamber of Secrets. But why, why was she here? How did she get here? She had no memory of it. As she stood there she could here a high-pitched laughter and a cold voice.

"You're mine Ravenclaw!"

She woke up, sweating. It had just been a dream, a horrible one. This hadn't been the first either. Ever since she had come to Hogwarts those dreams had started. She had found herself locked in to this hidden chamber, but why?

She had fallen asleep over reading Hogwarts a History, for the fifth time. She loved that book, but wished it could tell her more about Ravenclaw than Slytherin and Gryffindor. She had searched the whole library, but hadn't found more than a few lines here and there.

She turned to the page, which most interested her...

'Rowena Ravenclaw, born under the belt of Orion and inheritor of the crystal of light. A very beautiful woman, as been said in many legends and songs. Known as her eyes shaped in different colours in different situations knowing her temper. Since long lady of the Valley Ridgeback in the land over the deadly sea. One of the greatest sorceresses to be known, one of the four founders of Hogwarts. Died a few years after that the school was founded, bore many secrets in death. Heirs unknown.'

"Really" she whispered. "And what am I then. A goat... tss.

She continued reading about the founders.

'Godric Gryffindor, born in the coldest day of all time. Bravest, and almost most loyal person of the four founders. Known to bear a silver sword and a phoenix, called Gryphon. Still he were more close to his lion Silver Paw and was thereby nicknamed the tamer of beasts. One of the four founders, very open hearted and good in several ways...'

Thereby followed lines about how Gryffindor tackled Slytherin in different times and places. She didn't bother reading those since she had heard the whole story from her grandmother.

' ...He died bravely, saving his and Hufflepuff's blood. His heir's name is nowadays lost. However the heir is still believed to live out there, somewhere.'

'Helga Hufflepuff, born under the protection of the elves. A calm lady, known for her beautiful voice and her seeing skills. Is called the first true seer. One of the four founders, the most loyal of them and was also there for called at one time Queen of Loyalty. Always carried her badger with her, even 'till death. Her badger, Fleece came soon to be the symbol of the Hufflepuff's house. After her death her son, Giliath carried on, yet he was attacked, together with the heir of Gryffindor. He luckily survived. Giliath wrote a book about his life, a few years before his death.'

'Salazar Slytherin, born where, unknown. Was yet found as a small child in a snake den. Parselmouth and mighty sorcerer over the weather and temperature. Dark wizard, yet he together with Godric, Helga and Rowena founded the great school. Made his own chamber, known as the Chamber of Secrets were he experimented with many of todays most horrible curses. Disappeared from Hogwarts to be found many times by Godric. Died many years after in the one of the medieval deceases. Nowadays his heir is no one other than He-Who- Must-Not-Be-Named. Even if it is rumoured that another heir exist.'

She closed the book and went back to deep thoughts. She wondered what her grandmother had meant with 'Don't forget the Prophecy.' She was sure that she one day would get her answers even if the Prophecy was one of the most cloudy verses to be known.

(Later at Grimmauld Place)

"Okay! Ron, Harry, Hermione go to bed. It will be a early morning tomorrow."

"What?" Ron asked bewildered.

"Have you already forgotten. The Order's out for Darvitar, the Dark Fairy's world. The fairies have finally decided to stand on our side. Tonks said we've been honourable invited. "

"That's great" Harry said.

"What are we waiting for, it's gonna be so exciting. I've read all about Dark

Fairies. They're... "

"Skip the lectures for tomorrow Hermione. We better go to bad as mum said. Besides, it's a lot better than sitting here all day."

"Yeh" Harry admitted as the three of them hurried upstairs, eager for the morning.

(Rosengard-Night)

Pay back is so sweet Nagini

Yessss, issn't it.

"What do you have to report Alchzar?"

"Tomorrow, my lord. Tomorrow the enemies will stand on our doorstep." The Dark Fairy answered.

"Good, now you may go."

The Dark fairy left and disappeared in a flash of light. Voldemort slumbered back in a half sleep thinking of all the torture he would place Harry Potter in.

TBC

I am deeply sorry for the delays, but I think I've said it before I'm an university student and normally, there is hardly any time for me to work on this.