Title: Harry Snape And The Chamber Of Secrets
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Chapter 8: The Deathday Party
October arrived and with it came a series of colds that sprung up among the staff and students. She gave them all Pepperup Potion, which worked instantly though it left the drinker smoking for hours afterward. Ginny Weasley, who had been looking pale, was told by Professor Malfoy to go to the hospital wing to take some. When she did it gave her the impression that her whole head was on fire. Thankfully Harry and Hermione didn't need to go to practice as much as the rest of the Hufflepuff team and so they were able to do their homework in peace.
Harry, meanwhile, told Hermione about the voice that he had heard in Lockhart's office and Hermione gave him a worried look. He asked her if he was going mad, since she was the one that always had the answers to everything, with him as a close second.
"No, I don't," Hermione answered, "Though I think that you should go to Dumbledore about this."
Harry wanted to but somehow he was afraid that he might get expelled for hearing voices. However he did tell her that he would and they parted ways.
The next day Harry was coming back from Transfiguration when he ran into Nearly Headless Nick, the ghost of Gryffindor tower. Nick bowed to him and that's when Harry noticed that Nick had a letter, though it was transparent.
"Hello, Nick," Harry said.
"Hello young Harry Snape," Nick said. "What can I do for you?"
"Oh nothing much," Harry said. "You seem a little worried about something."
Nick sighed and told him about his desire to join the Headless Hunt and the fact that he had been denied.
"I'm really sorry to hear that," Harry said, talking in a soothing tone. "Is there anything that I can do to help?"
Nick beamed at him. "Well I was wondering if you could come to my Death Day Party," he asked. "Miss Granger, of course, is welcome but I would really like the famous Harry Snape to be at my party, which would really impress the hunt."
Harry thought about this. He had wanted to go to the Halloween Feast but Nick was in trouble and so he agreed.
"Thank you," Nick said and then glided off.
On Halloween Harry and Hermione went down to the Death Day Party. Hermione at once told Harry that she would be delighted since she had never seen one before. When they walked in, thanks to the decoration that Nick had provided, Harry and Hermione's mouth dropped. The room was filled with wall to wall ghosts. The Fat Friar, their house ghost waved at them and Hermione waved back. Harry saw the Slytherin Ghost and even the Ravenclaw one, though she wasn't talking to anyone.
"Hello," said a dreamy voice.
Both Harry and Hermione turned to see a first year Ravenclaw standing there. She had pale eyes, face, and hair.
"Um, hello," Harry said.
"Hello," the girl said. "I'm Luna Lovegood and you are?"
"Harry Snape and this is Hermione Granger," Harry told her.
"A pleasure to meet you," Luna said. "Nick invited me and I'm planning on writing an article about it for my father's paper."
"You're a reporter, aren't you a little young to be one," Hermione said.
"My father owns the paper so I don't have to worry about age," Luna told her. "So what are you two doing here?"
"We were invited as well," Hermione hissed.
Harry looked from Hermione's somewhat red face to Luna looking as though Hermione couldn't say anything that would upset her.
"Hermione, I think we need to go," Harry said, not wanting Hermione to cause a scene and get one of the Professors to come down.
"Fine," Hermione hissed, glaring at the Ravenclaw.
Both of them left which confused Nick a lot.
The next day Harry and Hermione found out that Mrs. Norris had been attacked and someone calling themselves the heir of Slytherin had done it. Hermione was terrified when Professor McGonagall told them that the Heir was after Muggleborns to kill. Harry felt for her and glad, for once, that his mum wasn't alive to see this.
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"I can't wait to see their faces when those two come back," said a voice in the void between life and death.
"Oh I'm sure that you can't wait," said another voice. "These things do take time and then things will change."
"I do hope for the better," said the first voice.
"Always for the better," said the second.
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A/N: The voices will be explained way later in this series. I do hope that you like this chapter.