I do not own Harry Potter, this is a fan fiction.
As they arrived Neville was waiting by the carriage and looking rather scared for some reason, until he looked where he was looking at, the thestral looked particularly calm and did not seem like she was actually feeling angry if anything she was feeling boredom. Harry being the kind person he was decided to rub her head and down her neck.
The thestral seem to almost look happy and appreciated the tenderness of his touch. "Thank you for pulling this heavy carriage and for doing it with no sign of appreciation from these selfish students. I for one thank you for the effort and care." Harry boarded the carriage and it took off as soon as the carriage was full.
It appears that Draco was told of the discussion he had with his father and decided to be a little more civil. The conversation was mostly between himself and Hermione about how was their vacation and if they managed to learn something new.
Harry loved the old alchemy books he got from his grandfather and he did promise to lend them to her as soon as he was finished with the last one, or until she practiced her Latin. The books were written by an ancient roman alchemist in the era where the roman empire was still a power to behold in Europe.
The welcome feast was a fiasco as Gilderoy Lockhart entered the great hall distributing autographed photos of himself to all the students on his way to the staff table. For once he and Snape had something in common. They both could not help but to glare disapproving looks at him.
They both looked at each other and knew that they both believed the same thing, 'There is no way this idiot will be able to teach anything at all.' Professor Dumbledore did his best to calm the excited students as they realized that he would teach defense against the Dark Arts. It was so loud that Harry just got sick of the disrespectful way they were behaving.
He finally got up on his seat and with a loud and angry voice he screamed. "Knock it off, let the few of us hear what our headmaster has to say. You can compare your worship of the new teacher on your own damn time." Dumbledore thanked Harry for his consideration to him.
He told them that happily this year they would have some wonderful time learning all new things and making friendships even stronger. Harry sit down and listened to every single announcement Dumbledore said, primarily because this was happily his last year as a student in Hogwarts.
He walked all the way towards his bed and decided to skip the nasty comments that Neville was making about how disrespectful Harry was to their new wonderful teacher a person he considered a living hero, Gilderoy Lockhart.
"Just when I think Neville can not say anything dumber he says something like that, I miss Fleur already this is going to be a very long year. " He fell asleep dreaming of his peaceful and Neville free days at Beauxbatons Academy of Magic. He woke up the next day ready to face a brand new day with dealing with the many problems he was sure to face.
Neville of course woke up expecting all the students to begin their day by worshiping the ground he walked on. Harry just got dressed quickly and went to the great hall to eat breakfast, he greeted Hermione on the way down the hall and asked if she had a better night than he did. She actually did get a pretty nice dream where she actually got an order of merlin first class for graduating with honors.
They talked about their possible problems with their class schedule. Harry just mentioned two problems they were either Neville or Lockhart, or both. "Harry he wrote those amazing books and did all those amazing things he clearly knows what he is doing." Harry told her he hold his judgement till after their first class then, but he had the right to tell her 'I told you so.' if he was right.
"The same goes for me Harry. I know he will be brilliant if he is anything like he was in our books, did you read any of them? "I have to since my parents spent good money on them. But I still think that he simply talked to the person who actually did the heroic deed and after hearing about it he did a memory charm and took the credit for the actual deed."
"Let's face it Hermione you don't honestly think he did those things do you? " she reminded Harry that he was going to hold his judgement till the first class was over. They waited for their teacher to arrive. As luck would have it the first class of the day was with the very same teacher they were talking about.
" A good morning class, I am glad to see that you each has my complete literary works, good. I am of course the author of our textbook. Gilderoy Lockhart and I would like to begin a lite quiz to see how much you have learned from your reading. " Gilderoy began to pass out the quiz sheets and Harry could not in full honesty believe what the quiz was about.
The entire quiz was not about the monsters or how the evil men in the books were defeated or the consequences of the spells used. No, it was entirely about himself. His likes, dislikes, favorite things, ambitions and all sort of personal dribble that would be no better than an article on a gossip magazine.
Harry tried had to answer all the questions correctly and try to deal with the vile taste in his mouth while doing so. Of course the only student that received praised for his genius was Neville Longbottom, and it was clear why he did so. Lockhart wanted to win some favor with the much praised hero the boy who lived.
Harry did answer all the questions correctly however and was trying hard to get over the horrible experience. He swore he did not feel this level of disgust even when he was slicing flooberworms for his potion class.
"As I see you all are very well prepared why don't we have a practical lesson. " He uncovered a cage of blue winged animals." A class as well read should be able to deal with these Cornish pixies. " He released one and tried to stunning it, but the pixie shrugged the spell of like it was nothing at all.
These pixies were considered pests and the thing they loved was to cause mayhem and destruction of property or personal harm. Harry got sick of the supposed teacher hiding for dear life under his desk. He simply got up and began to stun one pixie after the next. Neville and his friends were hanging as meat on a butcher shop display from the coat hooks on the back wall of their class.
Harry saw that they were perfectly fine and continued to stun and shove the pixies back into their cage. In a matter of minutes the pests were under control. Lockhart and the others got Neville and his friends down from where they were. "Very nice of you to let your classmate get much needed spell casting practice, Mr. Longbottom. This is exactly the benevolence we can expect from a hero of your caliber."
Harry heard the bell ring and he waited for the entire class to leave the class and he walked out of the classroom with Hermione. "Well? You still think he wrote these books from things he did? The guy could not handle a basic household pest." Hermione decided to say that he was having an off day, it could happen to anyone.
Beauxbatons seemed more wonderful by the second. The rest of his classes were a sheer joy by comparison, and that even included potions. Snape lost no time in expressing his dissatisfaction at the choice for Defence Against The Dark Arts teacher. It was no secret in the school he secretly wished to teach that class.
"To those that had to endure that clowns teaching I can only offer my sincerest apologies. I assure you I properly prepared today's lesson and you can be assured that at no point in this class will your life be endangered by my lesson or my teaching. The man is an perfect example of what an inept teacher is. "
Harry could not stop himself and without even thinking he said as soon as Snape said that," I completely agree Professor Snape, that thing should never teach in this or any school at all. " His fellow Gryffindors looked at him like he must be feeling sick, and strangely enough even Snape wondered if Harry was running a fever.
In his case it was so that he had a valid reason to send him to the nurses care and out of his classroom. But deep down he smiled at the way Harry expressed that he too was disappointed with the new teacher. They class expected him to take points for interrupting the class and for disrespecting a fellow teacher. He took no points off his house.
"Mr. Potter I am happy to see that you too can see behind the gilded exterior and see the truth, very commendable of you. Thank you for sharing your opinion. " The other Slytherin students began to wonder if their head of house was feeling alright, he just did the unthinkable. He gave a compliment and a thank you to a Gryffindor.
The time for lunch finally came and Hermione told him what others had expected Serverus of doing. She gave him a long lecture about the proper respect a student must show a teacher. Harry did his best to ignore her lecture and tried to get done with his dinner.
By the end of the day he had the feeling Hermione's dislike of his opinion of Gilderoy Lockhart was pretty much shared by every single female student in the entire castle. This was simply ridiculous to Harry he heard of blind faith, but these girls seriously needed to learn to not believe everything they read.
The next class was different instead of doing the same mistake again, the classes were more textbook oriented. He had Neville help him demonstrate how he beat a rather nasty werewolf and used a rather simple spell to supposedly cure him of his condition and was able to return to being a normal human.
Harry had to practically kick himself to stop himself from standing at the end of the class and calling the entire thing absolute bullshit, even he knew that he only had to put up with the fool for the time his particular nasty sentence was, and make no mistake about it the castle did feel like he was in prison.
Hell he probably have more pleasant company in Azkaban. The girls had really turned from mean to rather vicious when it came to comments about how much of an idiot he was. Hermione was the first to really let him have it for his comments against Lockhart. "You think the girl will marry the fool with the way she talks about him."
The Bloody Baron only commented that he and the other ghost would miss him after he went to live with his wife. "I will miss you too, it is simply frustrating how easily you can go from being a hero to want to seduce one day to a doormat you would not even us to wipe your boots on."
The Baron was telling him how fickle women their age could be when they found something that was rather disturbing, Mrs. Norris the caretaker's cat hanging from a nearby light fixture petrified and a message written in what looked to be blood. "The Chamber of Secrets is open once more, Enemies of the Heir beware."
"This is pretty bad Baron you need to send the other ghosts to fetch Madame Pomfrey, the heads of house and Dumbledore. I know of only one person who is the Heir and if he did it this castle is no longer safe for the living. "
The Bloody Baron did not wait a second more to do as Harry told him. He on the other hand began to work some diagnostic spells and analysis spells on the writing. It was human blood alright and by the looks of it female blood at that.
"You killed my cat, you will die for taking the life of my only friend. " Filch screamed as he ran towards him with a was not in the mood for theatrics and stopped him right in front of his cat." She is petrified, with a potion she will be perfectly healthy and I did not do this. Even I would not treat her this way. Now shut up and let me think how I can find who did this. "
The water on the floor came from a nearby overflowing bathroom." Filch is there a reason why this particular bathroom is overflowing and no one has tried to fix it? " The caretaker told him that particular bathroom was a girl's bathroom that was haunted by a particularly depressed ghost and so he tends to avoid it.
The heads of house and Madame Pomfrey arrived at the scene. Snape lost no time to try and blame him for it. "This was caused by something that can kill by looking, the only reason this cat is even alive is because she did not look at what did this, she only saw a reflection." Dumbledore looked at Harry and asked a very uncomfortable question.
"Harry do you know of any of the line of Salazar Slytherin who are alive at the moment. " Harry looked at Albus with an almost angry glare. " You know as well as I do, and I did not cause this.. And I do not think Tom is doing this.. Or if he is he is doing a very good job of hiding. "
By the next morning everyone had Harry pegged as the one Heir of Slytherin that was fabled to use the monster of the chamber to carry out his ancestor's ancient vow. To rid the castle of all muggle born witches and wizards. The few that were born from muggle parents gave him a wide area of personal space.
The worst were the blood purist saying that it was about time Harry dropped his disguise and showed his true colors. Draco was particularly happy to hear the comments. "But seriously Harry why waste the beast skills on a cat when there are many muggle born you could have the monsters kill."
Harry was not liking the looks and comments after a single day from finding Mrs. Norris. " It says enemies of the Heir Malfoy, it does not mean that purebloods are safe, so watch what you say the one doing this could be offended by giving me the credit he or she deserves and decide that you will be the first to die because you dared to insult him or her. "