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Oh and be sure to get you book 7 on July 21st to see that Monisa is not the author.
Chapter 14: Staring Plans
It was nearing Christmas and Harry Potter was a nervous wreck.
It was getting close to the time where they would put their plans into action. So far everything was going good. All the students were acting like they were comfortable around him, but secretly they all trembled with fear when he walked pass.
Harry got a little more respect from the older students. The 6th and 7th years had a hard time believing the rumors going on about Harry Potter, a second year, being the heir to Slytherin. It just didn't seem logical to them, he just seemed to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. The 5th year students weren't convinced until Harry was found in the hall next to a petrified boy named Justin.
The truth was Harry was coming from a meeting with Professor Sprout about his project with the mandrakes when he saw Justin lying petrified in puddle of water. Harry heard the footsteps of a group of students nearing. Instead of running he stayed and tried his best to look intimidating. The 5th year Ravenclaws checked over their friend and after the commotion wore down they looked up to find that Harry had already left.
Now that Harry had most of the school afraid, it was nearing time to carry out the rest of their plans. However, Harry seemed to be more nervous about the Christmas holidays.
He found Hermione and Ron sitting in the common at their table in the corner. It was very secluded, with low lighting, and a small tea table with three chairs spaced out around the tight area. He knew it was time to talk about their plans because it was the only time they sat there. Most of the Gryffindors had already gone to bed. There was a small group of 7th years sitting near the fire.
Harry cleared his throat and walked towards his friends.
He took the last vacant seat and leaned over giving Hermione a peck on the cheek.
"Ew. Guys, can you please keep the snogging to a minimum? I actually want to keep my dinner down."
"Well, I hardly call a peck on the cheek a snog Ronald. Besides, you stuffed yourself! It's not our faults you have food piled up halfway to your throat and the slightest thing can bring it back up. I mean honestly Ron it was just a ..."
"Well what are we going to talk about today!?" Harry cut Hermione off sensing a lecture that will turn into an argument, that won't end in Ron's favor.
Hermione cut him a sharp look but put a silencing charm around them so they could start their conversation.
"Ok. The polyjuice potion is almost ready. I say we'll give it another 4 days and it should be perfect. Did you get your hairs yet?"
Ron smirked and puffed out his chest. "I got mine! I waited until we were in DADA and when Crabbe walked by me, I pulled out one of his hairs."
"Umm mate, didn't he notice the prick from his head…you know the one you get when someone pulls your hair?"
Ron looked around and blushed. He wore an embarrassed expression, "Well remember that day I said I tripped over a pebble and got a black eye when I fell and hit my eye on a bigger rock?" After they nodded their heads affirmative, Ron continued "Well he kinda felt it and punched me in the eye. Hehehe."
Harry and Hermione threw their heads back in laughter. Good hearty laughter. Ron tried to laugh a bit, but he remembered how much it hurt getting that blasted hair.
"Oh Ron, that was the funniest thing I heard in ages. I mean I thought the excuse was horrid, but this is priceless." Harry thought of how weird it must have looked to the seventh years seeing two people laugh out loud with no sound.
After the laughter died down Hermione asked, "Harry did you get yours?"
Harry gave a barley noticeable nod, "Umm yeah I got it but it wasn't easy. I waited until Transfiguration and took a hair from his hat that I stole. He saw me and was going to hit me but I…erm…well, I ran for it."
Now it was Ron's turn to roar with laughter, "You mean you actually ran!? At least I took my hit like a man" he ignored Hermione when she muttered -like a boy.
"Well on with the plans. Tomorrow we have to get you and Draco to duel in the dueling club. I mean it's so much easier to do this now that they got that club going. We seen a few duels already and we know the way it's going to be held. I planted the spell in Malfoy's backpack. Last week I saw him studying the wand movements at dinner and mouthing the words."
"How in the bloody hell can you tell he was practicing that spell? It could have been another one."
"I studied it enough to read the incantation from his lips, Ronald"
"Will you stop calling me Ronald!? I have my named shortened for a reason Her- mi-on-eeeeee"
"GUYS, please back to the plans…Now I think I may have run across a problem. I can't just turn on and off this Parseltongue thing. How do I know I'll be able to fend the snake off?"
Hermione chewed on her lower lip "I hadn't exactly thought about that part Harry. Maybe you can give it a try now?"
"I hate potions"
"Me too mate, but what's that got to do with anything?"
"I was trying to speak snake, but it obviously didn't work"
"Oh well try it again then"
"Think of a snake Harry. Maybe it will work. And this time try not to bash any of our studies Harry" Ron rolled his eyes. Leave it to Hermione to think about the well-being of a class in her presence.
Harry pictured a snake in his mind and tried to speak to it "I would kiss Hermione if a very nauseous Ron weren't sitting here"
Ron looked astound. "Wow mate you just spoke like a snake! I didn't like the tone though. Sounded odd"
Hermione smiled with pride shinning in her eyes "Great work Harry. And I think the tone sounded rugged and a bit husky. Very nice though"
Harry's face began to redden. He didn't think Hermione would be able to pick that up in Parseltongue but once again he was proven wrong by his girlfriend.
Hermione let down the silencing charm and Ron spoke in a slightly louder voice. "So what are you going to do for the holidays? Mum says that I have to come home. We have to be there for Percy or something. He's getting ready for a summer internship with the Minister of Magic, IN THE MIDDLE OF THE WINTER. So I have to get dolled up and pretend to be the interested in Percy's future"
"Umm…Ron, mate. Did you say you'll get dolled up?" Harry could barley hold in his snicker.
"Oh shut up Harry. You know what I mean?" He could have sworn he heard Ron mumble something about - a guy can get dolled up. I hope I imagined it.
"Well we're going home. My parents owled and said they wanted to go on a Christmas trip"
"We are going home? Th-they invited me too?"
"Well of course Harry. Did you forget? You are family now. They want to take us to my grandmother's house then we all are going on a trip from there! Our Christmases are always so much fun. Don't worry you'll love it"
Ron got up and walked over to the chess set then he looked at Harry. Hermione rolled her eyes and pulled out a book. This was beginning to become a routine for them.
Talk about plans, casual conversation, chess/reading, head to bed.
Harry would never say this out loud but he was giddy. He'd finally get to experience a real Christmas and it was all thanks to Hermione and her parents. The thoughts of tomorrow came into mind. He would have to pick a fight and duel Malfoy then later use the potion to get in the Slytherin common room.
Tomorrow is going to be a long day.
***THE NEXT DAY***
Hermione was sitting in class taking notes on everything Professor Bins was saying. This is usually something Hermione found easy to do. She wasn't a slacker and knew that the better you take notes the better you can study. This time, however this wasn't an easy task to do. Harry Potter was leaning on her right shoulder with his head drooped, eyes closed, and this arm draped over her shoulder. Ronald Weasley was leaning on Harry with a small puddle of drool forming on his best friend's sweater.
All the weight was making Hermione's arm go numb, not to mention, her boyfriend asleep and his warm breathing on her ear was making her lose concentration. She would never admit that she would find herself drifting off in class thinking of Harry and then thinking of how to perfect their plans to make sure he wouldn't be in any real danger.
Professor Bin's lecture was over and everyone but Hermione was asleep. He sighed and nodded towards Hermione. She knew the drill. She had to do it all the time.
She pulled out her wand and made a loud noise erupt from it. Ron jerked awake with a snore and the rest of the class awoke and began packing their things.
The trio left the class, fully awake and well rested, and immediately set their plans into action.
"Okay there is Malfoy. Do you two know what to do?" Ron and Harry nodded affirmative and Hermione walked over towards the group of Slytherins.
She picked up her pace and bumped into Pansy, who was latched onto Draco's left arm. And all three of them went falling to the floor with a thump.
"Watch where you walk! I don't want your filth tainting my family's blood." Raged Draco.
"Oh please. You taint you family more than I can ever do, with all the hair gel seeping through to your brain."
The group of students in the hall snickered at Hermione's crack on the slick haired Slytherin.
Draco clenched his jaws and pulled out his wand and aimed it at her face. "How dare you disrespect me! You filthy mudblood. I'll teach you to respect your superiors!"
Before he could utter a spell, Harry and Ron stepped in front of Hermione and had their wands drawn at him.
"If you want to duel somebody, why don't you duel me?"
"Why would I duel you Potter! Taking up for your filthy girlfriend here?"
"Actually I am. Plus, I thought I'll save you the embarrassment. And don't call her filthy"
"You're mad. Why would I be embarrassed? Because the mudblood made one lousy wise crack on me? HA! You have another thing coming if you think she can bring me down. I refuse to be hurt by a mudblood and her half-blood boyfriend."
"I was talking about being embarrassed from when she would have kicked your arse in a fight. And if you call her that again I'll-"
"You'll what! Go running to your precious Dumbledore?"
"No. I'll be sure to make you suffer."
"You know Potter. I think we do need to duel. I can put you and your MUDBLOOD back in your places."
Ron spoke up, "Well we know who our dueling volunteers will be in the dueling club today. That's if Malfoy doesn't chicken out."
"I'll be there. And don't address me you blood-traitor" With that said, Malfoy turned on his heel and walked away with his goons and groupies following close behind.
Harry turned to congratulate his friends on setting the first stage of their plan when he noticed everyone staring at the group.
He scrunched up his face and said "Well. There's nothing left to see here. If you want action come to the duel tonight."
The group scattered with the gossip of the duel between Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy.
This news spread even faster with the twins working on their new fireworks. The grounds were filled with sparkles and explosions of a mini raven haired, green-eyed boy hexing a blond haired, grey-eyed boy. Then a scroll of fireworks rolled across the sky,
SEE POTTER VS MALFOY TONIGHT AT 7 IN THE DUELING CLUB. THE BOY-WHO-LIVED VS THE HAIR-THAT-COULDN'T-MOVE-IF-IT-TRIED---EVEN IN THE WIND. No tickets will be sold because we will get months of detention if we made a profit from a school activity…but we are more than welcome to accept your donations.
Things couldn't have been better. The twins inadvertently made it even better for them. Now most of the school will be there to witness the fight for themselves and there will be no more doubt from the 6th and 7th years. Harry Potter will be thought to be the heir to Slytherin by the end of the night.
~~~BREAK TO ummmm…LATER~~~
The trio was huddled around the foul smelling potion.
"So. Is it done yet?" That was the fifth time he asked that question in three minutes.
"Be patient Ronald. It will be complete at approximately 9:15 tonight.
"Be patient? Be patient! It's been almost 3 months! You never complain when Harry asks 'how is the potion going'. You only complain with me!"
"Maybe it's because Harry asks how it's going once a week. He doesn't ask 'is it done yet' while standing next to it himself. Maybe if you stopped being lazy, you could lean over and see for YOURSELF."
"It's not like I know what to look for!"
"Well stop stuffing you face everyday and read a book!"
"Why read when I have a dictionary next to me, nagging all day about work work work!"
"WHY, YOU BAST-"
"ENOUGH" Hermione and Ron look over at Harry. He was absolutely fuming. "I have had enough of this. You two argue way too much! I can see if it was over something with a purpose, but it's not! Hermione, there was no need to yell at Ron over the potion"
Ron smirked at Hermione, clearly saying 'na na na na naaa'. "And Ron, quit being annoying. The potion is right there. And if Hermione didn't tell us about homework, we would never get it done. We need her help." Ron looked down and grumbled what Harry assumed was an apology to Hermione. Hermione nodded back and he smiled at their seven year old antics.
"Awww that was so sweet" someone screeched from the second stall.
"What the bloody hell was that! I thought you said no one comes in here!?"
"They don't that was just Myrtle"
Even Harry had to look at Hermione a bit weird. "Who?"
"Moaning Myrtle, the ghost of this restroom. She's why no one comes in here anymore"
Myrtle flew out and stopped in front of Harry and batted her eyelashes. "So you're Harry Potter. I'd rather be called the undead thank you very much. But you can call me Moaning." She flirtatiously blushed and giggled at Harry.
Harry took a few steps back, "Erm. Isn't your name Myrtle? Why would I call you moaning?"
Myrtle giggled and said, "I'm sure you can give me reasons Harry" and she flew next to Hermione laughing at her own joke, that Hermione didn't think was funny at all.
Harry and Ron leaned their heads to the side trying to understand Myrtles joke. Hermione frowned and told Myrtle to shove off and leave Harry alone.
A while later Harry tried to strike up conversation, "So, Moaning. How did you get dead. Umm I mean, you know, how'd you die?"
Hermione rolled her eyes at long story that was coming up. She heard her tell it plenty of times. And leave it to Harry to flush even when a ghost flirts a bit.
"Ooohhhhhh. I'd love to tell my tale for Harry. To make a long story short, I was crying in my stall and a big monster came from out of nowhere and I saw these scary bright yellow eyes and woke up right here in my favorite stall, where I stayed for the all this time"
"You do know you're dead don't you?" Ron was obviously a bit scared of the floating girl, who seemed a little psychotic.
"OF COURSE I KNOW I'M DEAD! I'M NOT STUPID YOU KNOW! I'M JUST A POOR MUDBLOOD!" The trio looked shocked at Myrtle's outburst. When they stayed silent she continued, "Well at lease that what Tom used to call me. What a nasty word to use"
"You never said anything about a boy named Tom before? What was he like?" Hermione was obviously curious.
"Tom was a bad boy. He was really cute, but he hated me and said muggle borns should not be allowed to attend his prestigious school for pure bloods." Myrtle dramatically chocked back a sob, "He is the one who made me cry in my stall everyday." She pointed to the second stall that she flew from. "He had great hair though. I think he liked me. He would always sneak in here and pretend not to notice me. But I noticed my dear Tommy." She giggled and it echoed around the lavatory.
Hermione gasped and looked around the lavatory they were in. "I don't know how I didn't see it before! Guys do you know what this means!"
Harry nodded his head affirmative and Ron nodded slowly-looked at his friends and said "Moaning likes bad boys! I think she'll do well with Malfoy. Let's introduce them!"
Hermione slapped Ron in the back of the head for being so stupid. Then she slapped Harry in the head for not knowing why Ron's idea was so stupid and having a look that said 'he would have agreed to Ron's suggestion'.
"You guys don't listen! The big thing with yellow eyes was the basilisk. Remember, it kills with one direct glance. And then there was a boy named Tom. He had good hair and thought he was better than any muggle born. Don't you get it! He must have been the last heir! It makes it all easier for us. Now we have a motivation!"
Ron looked puzzled, "Okay the last heir's was named Tom, but are we acting? What's this whole motivation thing?"
Hermione gave Ron a look that stated 'you can't possible be that oblivious'
"Look and listen to me! Both of you! Now all we have to do tonight is ask Draco if he had an uncle named Tom and get him to talk about what happened last time the chamber was opened. We can also tell that there is something important about this room! He was here a sneaking in and out-"
"Oh, no need to worry about that part! I know he was spying on me, to check and see if he really hurt me. He checked on me from that sink over there. Tommy was dreamy." Myrtle giggled and it eerily echoed around the lavatory again.
"No offence Myrtle, but I doubt this Tom really liked you. There is probably something to do with the Chamber of Secrets in here. We just don't know what. But we'll find out. Right guys?"
Harry and Ron stared open mouthed at Hermione and gave a slight nod. How did she figure all that out from a crazy ghost named Moaning?
Ron spoke his thought out loud, "You learned all that from a story from Moaning?"
"Yes I did" Hermione smiled at her analysis, and Harry could tell she was immensely excited that she figured out another piece to the puzzle. She turned back to the boys and said, "Her name is Myrtle! Stop calling her Moaning. She was trying to tell a joke that wasn't funny" And she glared at Myrtle, who giggled and flew into her stall.
Harry followed her out into the hall and yelled "OH I get the joke now!" then fell into a fit of laughter before making a gagging noise.
Ron followed after Harry saying, "I want to laugh too! Come on guys what's the joke! Harry can maker her-oh. Ew. That's disgusting! Who would ever make her cry again! Ha ha"
His friends paused and looked at him. "Yeah mate. That was the joke"
Ron frowned, hearing the sarcasm in Harry's voice, and continued to ask about the joke as they walked to the Great Hall for the duel.
~~~THE GREAT HALL~~~
When the trio arrived in the Great Hall they rolled their eyes at their DADA professor taking pictures and posing with adoring fan girls. Snape walked over and announced "Now that Potter has graced us with his presence, we can start this duel"
Lockhart jumped onto a table and yelled "Yes! Um Professor Snape is right! Now boys come here." Harry and Draco stood on the table and it was only then Harry noticed how full the room was. It looked like the whole school was there to see this duel. "Now there will be a good clean duel here. No forbidden curses!"
Gilderoy looked into the crowd and put on one of his most dazzling smiles and said "Of course you all will know the forbidden curses if you got my latest book 'Forbidden Curses for Dummies and How to repel Them, By Gilderoy Lockhart'" Girls squealed and held out books to get signed. Lockhart smiled and waved his hand "Oh stop you all are making the Sexiest Wizard Alive blush, well I don't boast but it is what Witch Weekly named me…three years in a row"
Snape cut in and pushed Lockhart into his crowd of adoring fans. "On with this duel on the count of three" He took a step onto the end of the table, behind Draco, "One…Two…THREE"
Harry aimed at a book in some Ravenclaw girl's hand and said "Wingardium Leviosa" and sent the book flying towards Draco's head.
He easily blocked it and smirked, "It's going to take more than a first year spell to get me Potter! STUPIFY!"
Harry pulled out his wand with force and yelled "PROTEGO!"
"Oh you know a trick or two Potter. Dodge this!" Draco turned and stole a note from Harry. He levitated a chair at Harry at full speed. Harry jumped down to the flat surface and jumped back up after the chair zoomed past his head.
"Wow, Potter is more of an athlete outside of Quidditch. Serpiente adsumo!"
Everyone in the Great Hall gasped. There, slithering at full speed towards Harry, was a Cobra at attention and ready to attack.
Harry stiffened and looked at the snake, "Stop!" The snake stopped, "Listen to me carefully. I'm not here to harm you. Turn and face the one that called you and scare him off. He's here to use you to harm others"
The cobra nodded and turned and slithered back over to Draco who looked scared out of his mind. The snake crawled up his leg, to his sweater and around his shoulder and looked face to….face with the Slytherin boy and gave a long hiss. Harry smirked at how he realized the snake was a female snake, and she yelled "JERK".
Draco screamed and Snape walked up and yelled "Serpiente recedo" the snake disappeared with a flash and the entire Great Hall stared open mouthed at Harry Potter.
~~~Break…To common room with the trio~~~
It was nearing 9:00 and the trio was sitting in the common room not completely calm from all the hype that day.
"Can you believe it!? They all believed it. Harry you're the baddest guy in the school!"
"Ugh. Baddest is not a word. It's worst. And he's right. Everyone believes you're the heir. Now we have to finish the rest tonight to get solid proof that Draco is the heir."
Harry nodded and looked at Ron "Have you gotten anymore info from Ginny?"
"No. She's getting better though. She said she got rid of it. I don't know what she's on about. But whatever happened she's better. She's eating normally, not sneaking off, and she seems fine now"
Hermione frowned, deep in thought, "Well that's good, but did she say what she got rid of?" Ron shook his head no.
"It doesn't matter. It's all over. Whatever it was it's not with her anymore. Do you think that the heir could have used something that put the imperious on her whenever she touched it?"
Hermione looked at Harry, "I don't know. I'll search the library about controlling someone through objects. Maybe that will help?"
Harry gave Hermione a small smile and said "I'm sure that'll help" Hermione blushed at the look Harry was giving her. She felt good helping him like this. She felt like she actually had a purpose. All the time in grade school she was ignored by everyone but Harry and that was more than anything she could have asked for. Now she has him as a boyfriend and it feels 4x better being needed by him as much as she needs him.
Ron rolled his eyes at his two friends making goo goo eyes at each other. He cleared his throat and said "Well I'm going upstairs to get my hair…um you know what I mean"
Harry and Hermione sat back on the couch and cuddled up and watched the fire before they had to put their last plan into action. In a few minutes they will find out the truth about the heir.
A/N: Sorry to stop it there, but I'm really tired of typing. It's funny how I can do 11 pages for my story and want to cry when I get 5 pages on something in school. Sorry for the long wait, but I had to get my ideas gathered and well planned out. Then there was the boyfriend crying for his time. Men can cry for attention more than women lol. Well, there is chapter…14! Hope you enjoyed it and noticed Hermione said one of my favorite Ciara songs once! I'll update when I can. And don't forget to read and review. I hope this chapter came out better written. If not, it just won't get too much better without changing my whole style lol. Don't forget to review! Thanks!