133Chapter 20
It was the later part of December, and Harry for one was feeling stuffed. Why? Well it seems Mrs. Weasley was a really grateful person and to show her happiness in Harry giving her the money his parents had left him, she kept sending him muffin baskets and letters.
Harry's practice with Occlumency had taken a turn for the weird. One day in the RoR, Harry had been searching his inner mind, when he suddenly fell asleep. In his dream it was the same as the one's he had been having lately, but this time there was no one else there, only him and the snake. Harry woke up from the dream and had spent every spare though on it. It was almost like his subconscious was telling him something.
Harry now stood in the great hall. All the tables had been moved aside, and there now stood a giant dueling stage in it. On top of the stage was Lockhart. His idea for a dueling club for the students protection went well.
Harry now stood in the center of the great hall, which had been emptied out, a big dueling stage had been raised in the center and on it was the arrogant peacock everyone knew and hated. He was wearing brand new clothes and his dueling gloves looked like they have never been used, he even wore a cape, why Harry had no idea.
"Gather around everyone, gather around," said the arrogant peacock," can everyone hear me, can you see me? Excellent. In light of the dark events these last weeks, so Prof. Dumbledore has given me permission to form this dueling club to help you students. To train you all up in case you ever need to defend yourselves, as I myself have done so on countless occasions. For full details read my literary works."
Lockhart undid his cape and threw it to the crowd. All the girls yelled for it, and they fought for it, until some Gryffindor girl caught it.
He began again, "now I would like to introduce you to my assistant, Prof. Snape."
Snape walked up to the stage and was welcomed with claps. Mostly from the Slytherins, and Harry. Most people found this strange but Harry had a reason had a reason to support the teacher he had the worst relationship with. That was, if Snape was the 'assistant', that he was going to fight Lockhart, and Harry was willing to bet his wand Snape was going to win.
"Now I don't want any of you to worry," the blond peacock continued, "you will still have your potions master when I am done with him, never fear."
Lockhart drew his wand and stood next to Snape and the center of the stage. They both brought their wands up and bowed. After the bow they turned around and took five steps.
On the fifth step they stopped and turned around posing. "One, two, three-" the moment.
When three left lockhart's mouth Snape had already moved. His moments looked like a dance, he flicked his wand ,"expelliarmus!"
The spell hit Lockhart right in the chest and sent him flying to the end of the stage. His wand was tossed into the air and Snape caught it.
The entire hall burst into laughter, especially the boys.
"Is he alright?" asked Hermione.
"Who cares," answered Ron, saying what every boy was thinking.
"Ver-very good Prof. Snape," said Lockhart getting up, "I must say very good spell. But it was fairly obvious what you were doing and if I wanted to I could have easily blocked it."
"Perhaps it would be prudent to teach the students to block unsavory spells first," Snape said handing Lockhart back his wand, "Prof." he added with sarcasm, which Lockhart did not notice.
"Yes, well very good then, we need a voluntary duel, how about... Harry, come up here."
Harry stiffened up and walked up onto stage.
"And for the other one," Lockhart started, "let's have..."
"Perhaps someone from my house," asked Snape, "lets say, Malfoy," he ended with no room for argument, Snape turned around and signaled Malfoy up. Malfoy grinned and got up, it was finally the time for his revenge. Revenge on Harry for humiliating him last year in a duel.
"Good luck Potter," and with that said Lockhart went to the end of the stage.
Harry drew his wand and Malfoy did the same, hey drew it in front of them and Malfoy spoke, "scared Potter?"
"You wish," Harry said, earning a smile from Neville and the rest of the Gryffindors.
They bowed and turned walking the standard five steps. They turned around and posed. Malfoy had his right hand on his wand and his left raised high above. In all honesty he looked stupid. Harry pointed his wand with his right and drew his left behind his body to make sure it did not get hurt. He also wanted it to be his trump, summoning flames, just in case he needed it.
"No on my mark, one, two, thr-" before Lockhart could finish Malfoy began his spell, Harry did not even remember the spell, he was just hit and was sent flying away. The Slytherins all began laughing at Harry.
They should not have, they really should not have, Harry got up, his eyes set on Malfoy's cheeky smile. He lifted his wand and cast his signature spell, "Lacarnum Inflamarae!"
A fire ball came flying out, but Malfoy jumped away and it went straight for Snape. Snape flicked his wand and the ball changed direction flying upwards. Harry looked at Malfoy who was now getting back up and sent the jelly legs jinx on him. Malfoy immediately fell down. He looked up at Harry and cast a spell at him ,"serpensortia! "
Out of his wand came a giant green snake. It hissed and looked around Harry looked at the snake and in between the hisses, he could make out something, ^Where am I! I demand to know!^ It moved along the stage, it went to the people on either side hissing at the people around.
Harry was taken back. It's voice was cold and raspy like the strange voice Harry had been hearing around school. But not the same, definitely not the same. He looked at the snake dead in the eye, he remembered something, the zoo! Of course! That''s why he kept remembering the zoo in his dreams. It was because the voice was a snake and his dreams... his dreams were a way of his mind to tell him that!
"It's alright Potter I will take care of it, since you so obviously lack the skills," said Snape as he walked over to the snake.
"It's alright Prof. snape allow me," said Lockhart trying to gain attention in the sitiuation, "volaretatre acendare!"
The snake was sent up and then it fell down again to the ground, the only thing that did was make it more mad. It got angry and went to the nearest student and was about to bite him.
Then Harry started speaking, ^Stop.^
The snake looked up from the human it was about to bite ^No the humans must pay^
^He is innocent, leave him be.^
The snake looked at the boy and then he started at Harry and spoke ^ you a speaker of the tongue sir?^
^What?^ replied Harry. The entire crowd was now looking at Harry as he hissed at the snake.
^Parseltongue sir, the language of the snakes.^
^What are you talking about?^
^Sir, are you not-^ the snake ended mid-sentence as it was burned by Snape.
Harry snapped up and looked around, everyone was looking at him. The boy who was just about to be bitten asked, "What are you playing at Potter?" He looked so scared.
Harry looked around and saw that everyone there was looking at him. None had friendly eyes, even Nina, Mione, Neville and Ron all were looking at him like he just did something amazing but at the same time terrifying.
Lockhart dismissed the class and Harry quickly left and went to the Gryffindor tower. By the time he entered it Hermione, Nina and Hermione caught up with him.
"Harry, you didn't you tell me you were a Parselmouth?" asked Nina.
"What is a Parselmouth?!" asked Harry frustrated, everyone was treating him like some kind of monster what was going on!
"It means you can talk to snakes!" said Hermione.
"Harry this is so not good," said Neville.
"Why not Neville? What's the big deal?"Harry said explaining, "I may have accidentally set a phython on my pig of a cousin but what the deal? I bet loads of people here can do it."
"No it's not, it's a very rare skill Harry," said Hermione.
"Ya it's not something you can learn or be taught," said Neville, "this is so bad."
"What's bad?" asked Harry, "if I hadn't told the snake to stop-"
"-To stop? Is that what you were doing? Harry it looked like you were coxing it on," said Hermione.
"You were there! you heard me! You all did!"
"Harry, we heard you hiss, you were speaking snake language!" exclaimed Nina
"How, how is this possible? I mean come on, how can I speak a different language and not know it?"
"I don't know Harry but Neville was right, this is very bad. Do you know why Slytherin's symbol is a snake? It's because he was a Parseltongue! People now will think you are his descendant!"
"But that means-"
"-That every one now thinks that you are the heir of Slytherin."
"Bu-But that's ridiculous! He can't be!"
"Harry he lived thousands of years for all we know he could be."
"So now I can speak a language that none of you can hear, and to top that of everyone now thinks that I am the heir of Slytherin who is attacking everyone?"
"Yup, that's pretty much it," said Nina, "boy you're life suck's."
"Wait! That's it!" Harry cried, he ran to his room and all his friends followed course. He went to the nightstand next to his bed and took out his book of snakes.
"Wow so you sleep with a book of snakes next to your bed? Not Slytherin at all," Nina said.
"Cut it out. But don't you guys get it?" Harry waved the book in front of them, "this is why only I can hear it, and why the only thing Nina heard was a bunch of hissing noises"
"Oh. Oh! Oh my god, how can I be so stupid!" Hermione screamed hitting herself in the head.
"Oh! I got that to!" exclaimed Nina.
"Wait, what? What is going on?" asked Neville.
"Don't you get it?" asked Harry, "the reason that I have been able to hear the monster and no one else is because..."
"It's a snake!" said Neville finally getting it.
Harry and his gang spent the afternoon looking through the book, they did not find the creature with the abilities to paralyze someone.
They went dinner that night and Harry felt uncomfortable. The entire hall was looking at him, and quite honestly he did not like it Harry walked out immediately after his meal. His friend told him they would see him at the tower. For now Harry wanted walk around the castle.
But the moment he stepped out he heard it.
^I want it!^
The snake monster of Slytherin, it was back! Harry quickly ran, he clicked both his hands and summoned flames to him. He ran and ran he then he heard the voice again, ^KILL! IT MUST DIE.^
It sounded angry and very serious. Harry ran, time was wasting. He ran and then turned a corner. The floor was wet again, and Harry was what looked like a path leading somewhere. He followed it and came to a strange sight. Justin Finch, the boy Harry had saved earlier that day, was on the floor looking stiff as a board. In front of him was the ghost of Gryffindor, nearly headless Nick. Harry just found the second student to be paralyzed.
The next hour was a haze to Harry. He remembered Filch finding him there and claiming him to be the murder caught in the act. He then left Harry there and went and called Prof. McGonagall. She had given him a lecture about how it was stupid going out so late in the night alone when the monster was loose.
Harry then was taken to a gargoyle, it looked menacingly at the Prof. and Harry and when Prof. McGonagall said, "Lemon Sherbert," it moved! She motioned him and told him to go up to see Prof. Dumbledore. Before Harry went out of view he saw the stern witch look at him with pity.
Harry was scared, there was no other word for it, he was afraid he was going to get kicked out. He did not want to go. Ever since he came here he had found so much about himself, the world and even friends. Harry did not know everything, heck he did not even know what he was going to do, but he wanted to find it, and he wanted to find it in Hogwarts.
He walked up the stairs and entered a room. The first thing he noticed was that the office was the craziest room he had ever seen. The shelves were covered with books and things Harry couldn't even begin to describe. Most of them were silvery and they shined attracting his attention. The walls were also cover with paintings of past headmasters.
Harry looked up one of the shelves and saw the bane of all the first years, the sorting hat. It sundenly sprang to life and looked at Harry right in the eye. "Knut for your thought's Potter?" it said.
Harry gulped, how was this possible? One moment he had enough courage to fight a strange ancient monster the next he was scared by a hat. "I-I was just wondering, if you put me in the right house."
"Ah, yes, you were particularly difficult to place, but I stick to what I said, you would have done well in Slytherin."
"No, you're wrong," Harry said mustering what courage he had left and told the hat of. It just grumbled and closed it's eyes again.
Quee.
Harry turned around, to the voice he heard and there he saw it. It was red bird colored like flames, it was in one word beautiful. Harry felt something, something deep inside him click. it was almost like he had found a piece of himself in the bird. It looked at him and spread it's wings, it's feathers were in tatters. It looked into Harry's eyes and Harry saw something in it's black eyes, something... something almost like a memory.
Just then he saw it, a woman. She had dark skin cover in scars and dried blood and black hair, long and dripping in blood. She wore a blue and her eyes were pure white. She was standing on a tornado and was surrounded by a ring of fire, water and earth. She was fighting something, something huge, Harry heard a voice call out, "Korra!"
Harry blinked, that was...was like seeing into a mirror. Who was Korra though?
"Who... who was that?" Harry asked the bird.
Then the bird suddenly burst into flames, and in a sec it was gone. Harry jumped back, he the bird just exploded!
"Harry?" came Dumbledore's old voice.
Harry turned his head up and saw Dumbledore looking down at him.
"Prof. sir, you're bird there was nothing I could do!He... he just caught fire!"
"Oh and about time too, he's been looking dreadful for days, pity you had to see him on a burning day." Dumbledore them started walking down and stood next to Harry. "Fawkes is a phoenix Harry, they burst into flames when it is time for them to die, and then," he pointed at the ashes at underneath the phoenix's perch, "they are reborn from the ashes."
Just then the bird climbed out of the ashes and purred a nice tune which Harry swears he could spend the entire day listening to.
"Prof. Dumbledore sir, wait!" came Hagrids voice. Harry turned and to his surprise the large giant was right there holding up a dead chicken. Dead chicken? "Prof. Dumbledore sir, it wasn't Harry"
"Ah Hagrid-"
"I'd be prepared to swear it in front of the ministry of magic-"
"-Hagrid! I do not believe that Harry attacked anyone."
"Well of course you don't, well... oh. Oh right then, well ahm I'll just wait outside then."
After Hagrid had left, Harry turned to Dumbledore and asked, "Sir you do not belive it was me?"
"No Harry I do not, but I must ask you is there something you wish to tell me?"
"No sir," Harry began, he wanted to trust Dumbledore, but something was wrong, something not right and Harry needed some time to process.
"Very well then of you go."
That night as Harry was telling the story to his friends he recalled the vision he got from Fawkes, it was strange confusing, and quite honestly down right weird. He decided to keep that part to himself and not tell anyone about it.
Not even Nina.
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