Title: Harry Snape And The Chamber Of Secrets

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Chapter 6: Gilderoy Lockhart

The next morning Harry and Hermione still didn't see Ron but they settled at the Hufflepuff table and started on the breakfast and looked at their second year timetables. They had Herbology with the Gryffindors first and that would be the perfect time to talk to Professor Sprout about why Ron hadn't shown up. When he was finished eating both him and Hermione left the castle and went down to the greenhouses. Some of the class was already there, looking around for any sign of Professor Sprout.

"Harry, look," Hermione said, pointing to a damaged tree.

Harry saw that several of its branches were in slings and Harry hoped to the Gods that Ron hadn't done that.

Professor Sprout appeared followed by Professor Lockhart. He gave them all a toothy smile but Professor Sprout wasn't smiling, she looked harassed and Harry felt sorry for her.

"I was just showing Professor Sprout how to doctor a Whomping Willow," Lockhart told the class. "I so happen to come across some of these exotic plants on my travels. But don't get the wrong idea that I know more about Herbology then Professor Sprout."

"Greenhouse three, chaps," Professor Sprout said, looking on the verge of punching him.

Harry believed that it would have done the world some good.

Harry was glad when Lockhart didn't pull him into some sort of limelight and he was able to walk in with Hermione and the rest.

"Today we're repotting the Mandrakes today," Professor Sprout told the class. "Now can anyone tell me the properties of the Mandrake?"

Harry shot his hand up at once.

"Mandrake, or Mandragora, is a powerful restorative," Harry answered. "Its use to return those that have been Petrified to their original stated. However it's dangerous. The Mandrakes cry is fatal to anyone who hears it."

"Correct, ten points to Hufflepuff," Spout said, beaming at her best student. "Now their cries won't kill you yet but they'll knock you out for several hours. So I want everyone to make sure that their earmuffs are on tightly while working."

She came around and handed each student a pair of earmuffs and then had them collecting pots of plants after she had showed them how to repot them. Personally Harry thought they looked like really ugly babies. Harry and Hermione joined a girl named Hannah Abbot and re-joined Justin Finch-Fletchley. He asked Justin how his summer had been.

"It was great," Justin said. "Yours?"

"Okay," Harry answered.

They put their earmuffs on after introduction and then got to work on their Mandrakes. Professor Sprout had made it look easy, but it wasn't. Only Harry managed to not get all dirty, something that even Hermione said she wished that she had achieved. When the class had ended Harry and Hermione approached Professor Sprout.

"Professor, what happened to Ron?" Harry asked.

Sprout suddenly looked upset and Harry wondered what Ron had done.

"He has been suspended," Sprout told him. "I would have expelled him but then I would have had to file paperwork. Ron crashed the car into the Whomping Willow and I at once suspended him."

"When will he be back?" Hermione asked.

"January or later," Sprout answered. "Now I believe you both have class to attend."

Harry and Hermione thanked her and then left.

Their next class was Charms, which Harry was very good at. The summer holidays hadn't emptied his head too much and he was able to make a ball glow without any problems, though he wrote notes down so that other Hufflepuffs could learn. During lunch Hermione asked Harry why she thought about what Ron had done.

"I don't know what to think," Harry said. "I told him that I wouldn't fly in the car with him and he got all mad. I bet he probably thought it would be great if I got suspended as well and had to return to the Dursley's."

The tone told Hermione that he still didn't like them.

"Well at least we won't have to worry about him until January," Hermione stated.

"That I agree with," Harry said.

Harry and Hermione left the castle to enjoy the courtyard. As they both read their Magical Theory books Harry heard a faint clicking sound. He looked up to just in-time to see a flashing of light. Harry blinked, rubbing his eyes.

"Hay, what did you do that for?" Hermione demanded her anger showing.

"I-I-I just wanted a picture," the boy stammered.

Harry shook his head and then saw that it was Gryffindor that had taken the photo. This got Harry mad, couldn't people just leave him alone.

"Oh and why?" Hermione demanded.

"To prove that I met him," the boy said. "I'm Colin Creevy, by the way."

"And we don't care," Hermione hissed. "What is wrong with you?"

"There's nothing wrong with me," Colin told her. "I was told all about Harry Snape and how he defeated You-Know-Who and how he has his scar and everything."

"And didn't anyone also tell you that I don't have any parents," Harry hissed. "You can go home to loving parents but I'm stuck with people that hate my guts. So why don't you shove that camera up your ass and leave me the hell alone."

Harry shoved his book in his bag and then walked back inside the castle. Hermione glared at Colin who ran off, crying.

Harry was in a foul mood though History of Magic. He couldn't believe that a stupid Gryffindor had the nerve to try and take his picture. He hated his fame as he didn't have any parents and he hated it that people thought he liked being famous. During Dinner he ate without talking to anyone, not even Hermione, and excused himself shortly after. This continued through most of the week until Professor Malfoy called him back after another successful double Potions lesson where Harry hadn't made any mistakes to his Double Vision Drought.

"Snape, I want to have a word with you before you go up to dinner," Malfoy told him.

"Yes, sir, what is it," Harry asked.

"I want to know why in the world you're ignoring most of the teachers," Malfoy said. "McGonagall has come to me, telling me that you didn't even answer some of her questions. Now don't take this as I care about you, I really hated your father, but I'm also worried that something is going on."

"Nothing is going on and why do you hate my father so much. It's not like he did anything to you."

Malfoy glared at him and Harry knew he would be taking points from Hufflepuff.

"Five points from Hufflepuff for your cheek, Snape," Malfoy said. "Just answer the question or do you want me to take another five points."

Harry was starting to get mad. "How dare you treat me like this," he hissed. "I've done nothing to you and neither has my father."

"Your father turned his back on his friends and got new ones," Malfoy hissed. "He had great potential but then he had to give it all up to become friends with Potter, Black, Lupin, and Pettigrew. He and his little friends thought they were so smart but all they were are a bunch of idiots and meddling fools, like you are."

Harry felt the itch to reach for his wand. "Don't talk about my dad like that," Harry snapped. "You don't know anything about him."

Malfoy grinned at him. "Oh I know more about him then you care to admit and since you're the spitting image of that man I know what type of person you are."

"Piss off," Harry snarled and then left without Malfoy giving him permission to leave.

Unknown to him Malfoy had taken ten more points from Hufflepuff.

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A/N: I think that people will like this Harry better. Next up: Mudbloods and Murmurs.