Ok. First fresh chapter in too long. Years upon years and all chapters have been polished and brought up to date this week.

Everything is different and quality writing now.

I am going to try writing short chapters about 2,000 to 5,000 words until the chapters need it. I feel this suits the beginning of the story and makes it easier to work on and edit.

This chapter was just written as editing it I came up with muse after muse to help entertain my brain and help the direction of the story flow.

This chapter will be subject to editing at a later date as I may need to polish. Feel free to point out any errors with either a PM or review. Whichever, your choice if you choose to.

Feel free to criticize as I actually like that type of stuff.

Chapter 5

As Su took the time to marvel over the majestic beast, Harry began to look around. This place, the Chamber of Secrets, was the place of legends, and as it was such a place, how could he not want to explore.

He made his first discovery, not long after his search began. In fact, it was not far from the statue that the snake came out of. And this discovery was a door.

"Su," Harry loudly whispered. He didn't know if it was just the atmosphere of the place that caused him to call out like that; but what he did know, was that his heart was rapidly racing, at a level that he was all too familiar with.

"What?" Su replied, stepping up close to him.

He could see it, the fear in her eyes. He didn't think it was caused by the situation, there was nothing for them to fear about a door and he didn't even think she had noticed it yet.

Then he laughed, for whatever reason. Before realizing that it was his actions that had caused her to react that way.

He didn't know why; though he did find it funny.

Chuckling, he shook his tension off before slowly moving towards the door.

"Asshole," Su replied, with a swift kick to the shin.

It wasn't hard, but the pain it caused was immense.

Smirking, she finally noticed the door before briskly walking over to it.

Harry could tell that she was still tense; but maybe it was sheer curiosity on her part; but she opened it just like any other door.

Afterwards Su let out a deeply bated breath before she began to have a coughing fit.

As the coughing let up quietly she muttered something Harry couldn't hear before a weird bubble appeared over her head.

The image tat came from this Harry certainly could not ignore as he began to laugh.

Su's head was warped. It was kind of funny, like looking at yourself in one of those fun-house mirrors Harry saw in some of those movies he got to watch as the Dursley's would be away.

As calmness began to seep over him, he too began heading for the door.

As a weirdly disorienting smug look entered Su's distorted bubble, she gave a nod of approval before pulling out her wand and tapping Harry on the head repeating the unheard words from earlier.

"Sanuspirantes," she quietly uttered as a bubble appeared over Harry's head. Clearing the air of all dusty particles that he was starting to breathe in.

And with this Su began to laugh.

Apparently, she also found the look amusing.

HPatWTS

"You know," Su said, as the two began walking down the dimly lit corridor, flickering with a greenish hue.

"That basilisk out there, if you were to sell the remains of it. You could make a mint."

"Hm…" Harry nodded, not seeming so enthused about the idea.

"I already have a mint," a disinterested voice replied.

Su was shocked.

Then began looking at him in disbelief. His robes were fine, not the best but definitely not cheap. But she and the rest of the school have seen the muggle clothes he wears on the train and to school on occasion.

"Really?"

Harry shrugged not seeming to care.

"Then why do you wear such rancid muggle clothes?"

He flinched at that but shrugged.

"I have wizard money; not muggle."

"You do realize that you can swap currencies at Gringotts? It is common practice for Muggleborn's and Halfbloods like yourself."

Confused, Harry replied, "Didn't know that."

She shook her head before standing in front of the first door they came across.

Opening it, they seemed to have come across a room, emblazoned with the Ravenclaw crest, behind a large canopy bed covered in dust.

An ornament of an eagle sitting on a desk that sat bedside.

Picking it up, it read. Thank you Rowena I will never forget the things you have done for me. Your rooms have been sealed as my pet roams, but I cannot forgive Godric. He let them in and now I have paid the ultimate price due to his arrogance.

We will never meet again but if I do end up crossing his path, I will kill him.

"What is this? What does it mean?" Su asked, confused.

"That there is more to that little story we hear of Salazaar and Godric fighting," Harry replied with a curious tone.

"Maybe we can find unanswered questions of the founders down here. Like why he was so angry at Godric."

"Something happened and it was either covered up or forgotten over the years."

Watching him, she could see that something sparked an interest in the young Potter. This was the first time today that something down here really piqued his interest.

On the other side of the room, Su noticed a door and walked over to open it.

Behind the door was a staircase that wrapped widdershins ascending upwards, where not much could be seen aside the flickering lights and shadow from the torches that lit themselves as she opened the door.

(Authors Note: not a common term here in the US so widdershins is counterclockwise)

"Harry," Su called out.

He was already heading towards her after she opened the door but still, he replied, "What is it?"

"I don't know," Su answered as he peered past her. "But it goes somewhere."

"Wanna go up?" but even before she could get the question out, Harry already made it up three steps.

She guessed he did.

After 5 minutes of walking Su noticed Harry's breath begin to deepen and she couldn't blame him. Even she was beginning to feel it as they ascended these steep steps. These were more intense than any of the other steps anywhere in Hogwarts except for that one time she went to grab a friend from divination and even those steps couldn't compare to this.

"So," Su began, deciding to bring the conversation back up, "about the basilisk."

"Not really interested in money," Harry replied, not missing a beat.

Su sighed.

"Yes, I noticed that and even though I think you should be, that is not where I was going with this."

Harry stared at her, seeming to try and figure out what she was going to say.

Shaking her head with a non-committal little chuckle she answered his unasked question.

"I was going to say that, even if you did not care about the money, something like that could save so many lives," this seemed to have piqued his attention.

"How so?" Harry asked.

"Because we Witches and Wizards are extremely stupid," Su replied.

Harry laughed. "True; but I do not see how that makes a dead basilisk save lives."

"Too many of us," she replied, rolling her eyes at her own answer, "seek fame and glory. So there are a lot out there that want to tame a dragon or kill a basilisk."

This was something that he seemed to agree with, as he nodded his head, to her surprise.

"I can understand that Hagrid has made some choices in my time here that I cannot understand," Harry answered.

"Yeah…" she replied. "Hagrid is of a different sort than them."

"Calm down," she said, seeing the anger in Harry's eyes flare up. She found this interesting as his anger was well known throughout the school; but it often came at the oddest moments. Mainly when it had something to do with a friend.

"I know you talk to him more than most but I am guessing he is a friend?" she asked curiously.

"He brought me into the Wizarding World," Harry replied.

That threw her through a loop.

"What do you mean," she asked.

Harry laughed again. Seeing him find joy in stuff was a really good look on him.

"My family," Harry said, looking like he was about to divulge something he did not want to, "they hate everything not normal in the Muggle World."

This surprised Su. The most famous wizard alive and his family hated what was not normal to muggles? That did not seem like a very good combination to Su.

Was this the reason he seemed so hesitant about what he was going to say.

"Honestly, I didn't even know I was a wizard until my 11th birthday."

"It was so strange back then, first bit of post I ever got, and it freaked them out so much," he went on, seeming somewhat nostalgic.

"Uncle Vernon started going crazy, me and Dudley couldn't figure out why. Oh, and to explain Dudley, he is my cousin. You can think of an overstuffed Draco Malfoy," Harry laughed.

"Merlin's beard, how have I never noticed that. I am cousins with a fat Draco Malfoy," he couldn't control himself as he laughed and they had to stop on the steps for him to compose himself.

"That was the funniest and most horrible realization I ever had. But getting back to the story," he said, getting himself back under control.

"At one point my house was flooded with owls carrying the same letter so we ran."

This story was getting bizarre even by wizarding standards for Su.

First we stopped at a rundown hotel, then we grabbed a boat and my uncle charted us to a small uninhabited island with just a small hut and we hid."

"It was then that we got a knock. Right as midnight hit on my birthday. It was Hagrid."

"A huge giant of a man and he wished me a happy birthday, that was the first time in my life that that day was acknowledged," he said, as a sad smile crossed his face.

So many emotions in one story alone. Either this boy was the greatest storyteller ever or it was the truth. Su had no idea which, but the tale was quite interesting.

"It was then Hagrid mentioned me being a wizard," Harry continued.

"My uncle, he would have none of it and said that I would not be coming to this school. They would not stand for such unnatural things like magic."

"Now that I think of it, the entire lot ar e the muggle versions of the Malfoy's" Harry sighed.

"This was when I finally learned the truth."

"You see, my entire life I was made to believe my parents died in a car accident…Nope," Harry shook his head.

"You know how, I now know how, and our entire world knows. But I never did. That was the day I first learned of them and Voldemort—Please stop acting like that. It is just a name," Harry replied as Su tripped over a step, her hands deftly catching herself as she met the steps averting the damage that could have been done to her face.

"I shouldn't have mentioned that name on the steps…sorry," Harry apologized.

"No, you should not mention that name at all. Do you know what that—" Su instantly shut up at the look that came across Harry's face.

"Go on, finish that question. Do I understand?"

"No. I do not understand what it was like to lose my family after the man tried to kill."

"No, I did not see my mother plead for my life as she covered me taking an avada kedavera, every time I passed a dementor last year. No…I do not live a hellish life due to the man you call Voldemort."

Again, she shivered. But at this moment not only did she see the hatred this boy felt about the man he can so casually refer to. She thought that this moment may have given her more insight into the boy called Harry Potter than even Ronald Weasley could understand. Being that he was treating the boy as an attention seeker at the moment.

The other thing she saw right now was the fact that the man called "V-V-Voldemort…" never scared this boy.

Instead what she saw was a loathing of a man that seemed like he was still alive.

This was an ominous feeling that she put into the Back of her mind. Because they all knew he was dead and it was not something possible.