Harry's Chamber of Secrets
Harry Potter was angry. He couldn't remember ever being this angry before. The fact that he just destroyed Dumbledore's office did not even phase him. He could not believe what the Headmaster had been hiding from him this whole time. He couldn't believe the idiocy of withholding the information for so long, causing Harry's godfather to die in a needless attempt to save Harry and his friends at the Ministry.
Had he known this information before now he could have easily avoided going to the Ministry and risking his friend's lives fighting Death Eaters. He would have known Voldemort was tricking him. There would have been no reason for Sirius to come and rescue him if he never had gone in the first place.
Now, Sirius was dead.
The Headmaster had explained to Harry about the prophecy and even had Harry listen to it. He went over everything he had been keeping from Harry.
Harry's magic started building as he listened to the Headmaster. It was after Dumbledore finished explaining it all that Harry finally lost control of his magic, destroying nearly everything in the Headmaster's office. The Professor never raised a finger to stop him and somehow Harry's magic never attacked the Professor or the paintings, just practically everything else.
When Harry opened the door, it fell off its hinges onto the floor, broken in three pieces. He looked back at Dumbledore one last time, anger still radiating on Harry's face. The Headmaster still just sat there in his chair with his desk shattered in small pieces before him, his office in shambles. Previous headmasters in the picture frames on the wall were all staring in shock at the carnage.
Harry turned and left through the door frame that was now missing a door. He couldn't take any more of Dumbledore's stupid secrets.
They only got people killed.
Dumbledore was no longer someone Harry felt he could look up to. No longer someone he could trust. No longer someone he ever wanted to talk to again. The man had just made the biggest mistake of his life.
Harry tore down the spiral staircase at break neck speed. He was fortunate not to fall and kill himself on the winding stairs. He just managed to stay on his feet as he hit the floor and sped down the hall and down more stairs until he reached Moaning Myrtle's bathroom.
When the Headmaster mentioned Harry's second year and the possessed book, that caused him to think of the Chamber of Secrets. Harry wanted to be alone and there was only one place in the entire castle where no one else could follow and bother him.
Harry entered the girls' loo and went straight to the sinks with the serpent logo. He didn't bother to check if anyone was in there. He didn't really care at the moment. Most girls never used this bathroom anyway due to Moaning Myrtle's ghost haunting it. She was a bit emotional. Luckily, neither she nor anyone else was around when he passed through this time.
He saw the serpents on the sink taps and hissed the command to 'open' and it did. Harry jumped in as soon as the hole was available. He hissed for it to close as he slid down the pipe. He was halfway down on his wild ride, coating his already dirty robes with muck and grime, when it dawned on him that he was far more advanced magically than his last time through here. He probably could have asked for stairs, cleaned it up first, or done something other than sliding through the muck and mire to his destination.
Oh well, too late now.
Harry landed on his feet this time to the crunch of old bones and a very damp floor. He looked around him at the mess and pulled his wand. A few vanishing and cleaning charms later and the floor was looking much nicer. Harry then pointed his wand up the pipe he came out of and with a lot of power behind it, he sent the biggest Scourgify he could manage. He then sent a second big one. He wasn't sure if it cleaned all the way up but the part he could see in front of him looked nice and sparkly.
Turning he lit his wand and walked the same path he and Ron took the last time they were there with Lockhart the liar. No Ron with him this time but he was stuck in the infirmary with Madam Pomfrey at the moment, being treated for his injuries. So were Hermione, Ginny, Neville, and Luna. Harry was the only one of the six that didn't get hurt. Hermione and Ron were hurt the worst and it would take longer for them to heal.
Harry finally came to the rockslide where Ron had cleared a hole so he and Ginny could get back through. Not being interested in climbing through the hole again, especially since he would no longer fit, Harry once again used his wand.
Like before he used a lot of magic and poured it into a Reparo Charm to see if he could get all that rock to go back to where it belonged. Much to his surprise, it did and only one spell was needed. Just to be safe Harry took a large boulder that was on the cave floor and transfigured it into a column that he placed under the middle of the rocks he'd repaired. He fixed it securely under the ceiling making it nice and snug on both ends with a Permanent Sticking Charm on the top and bottom of the column so it would stay in place better.
Satisfied he had it secure, Harry moved on until he came to the door that led into the Chamber. Once again, he hissed 'open' in Parseltongue and the door opened for him. However, he was not ready for the stench that filled his nostrils.
As quick as he could, Harry cast a Bubble-Head Charm on himself and walked into the Chamber. He closed the door behind him. He was just making sure no one could follow him.
The huge snake was right where Harry left it, only it was showing signs of decay. He still couldn't believe how big the basilisk was and it looked even bigger to him when he was 12, especially when it was trying to eat him. That was only four years ago but my how things have changed in that amount of time, he thought.
Harry was a lot bigger now after several more years of good food at Hogwarts. The Dursleys were just as pathetic as usual but they had started feeding him a little better than past years. He still didn't get enough during the summer but ten months away from the Dursleys since he turned 11 has proven to be beneficial to his growth and health, not to mention his height of six foot. He was no longer the scrawny little kid that showed up at Hogwarts. Although he tended to lose a little weight during the summer months at Privet Drive, he quickly gained it all back at Hogwarts or while at the Weasleys.
Harry cast some very strong freshening charms to clear out the smell then removed his Bubble-Head Charm to test it. All good now, at least as long as his charms held. He started cleaning up the place more and got a little carried away as his mind focused on the mundane tasks and ignored the anger and pain that brought him there.
Thinking it would be a good idea to vanish the basilisk before his charms wore off, Harry began to cast a strong vanishing spell to get rid of the overly large snake when he realized how tired he was magically. Thinking about it, he realized he'd been up since yesterday morning and remembered that he'd been using a lot of magic all evening while fighting Death Eaters. Then he used some really big magic in Dumbledore's office, plus all the spells he cast cleaning up since he landed down here and let's not forget the big spells he'd used as well.
Harry walked over and sat down on the front of the statue of Slytherin. He looked out over the Chamber to inspect his handy work. Not bad but it could use a lot more work, he surmised. After a while, he started wondering what he could do so he could stay as long as he liked. He was afraid his freshening charms were going to fail any minute and he wouldn't have enough magic left to recast them or another Bubble-Head Charm.
He suddenly remembered an excitable house elf that was always happy to help him. He also realized he didn't think to bring his broom with him, then he remembered that Umbridge still had it locked up somewhere in the castle. Instead, he decided to see if he could call Dobby to him. After all, if he couldn't get the pipe to turn into stairs then he was going to be here longer than even he wanted.
"Dobby? Can you come here please?" he called to the little elf.
Dobby appeared before Harry looking as excitable as ever. His excitement lowered a bit though when he looked to see where he was. He was looking around as he spoke.
"The Great Harry Potter has called Dobby. Dobby is so happy to help the Great Harry Potter. What can Dobby do for the great wizard that slayed the giant basilisk?" Dobby stared at it for a second or two. "We is in the Chamber of Secrets, Harry Potter, sir," he said turning back to Harry.
"Yes we are, Dobby, and thanks for coming. I could use your help."
"Dobby will do anything for Harry Potter, sir. Just ask and Dobby will do it!"
"Okay, Dobby. Apparently, I have used up my magic over the last several hours and I'm afraid my freshening charms are going to wear off before I'm ready to leave this place. That basilisk stinks to the high heavens. I am also too weak to vanish it. I was hoping you could do that for me and then fetch my broom from wherever that evil Umbridge witch locked it up so I can fly out of here when I'm ready."
"Dobby will be happy to find your broom for you Harry Potter, sir, but it would be very unwise to vanish the basilisk. It would be better to break it down into different parts and smaller pieces so you can sell it for lots of galleons."
"It's worth money?"
"Lots of money, Harry Potter, sir."
"Basilisks are very rare, sir, and the parts of it can be used in many different ways, like potions."
"Wow! Then can you make sure it doesn't stink up the place when my charms wear off?"
"Yes, Harry Potter, sir. Dobby will take care of it."
"Great! Then I need you to show me how to break it down into pieces so I can sell it."
"No, Harry Potter, sir. Dobby will get his friends and we will break down the giant basilisk for you. We will have it done right after school lets out. The elves will have plenty of time to do that for you once the students are gone."
"Okay, Dobby, but I want to get one thing straight with you. No one else is allowed down here. Neither you nor the other elves should bring the Headmaster or any of the other professors. I don't want any of the other students down here either, including my friends."
"Yes Harry Potter, sir, but why is Harry Potter down here?"
"It's been a very rough night, Dobby, and I don't wish to talk about it. I need some time alone and I know that I am the only wizard or witch in the castle that can even get down here on my own. Now they can't find me or bother me until I'm ready."
"Dobby will make sure no one bothers the Great Harry Potter!" he said emphatically.
"Thank you, Dobby. Do you mind if I ask why you are always willing to help me and even answer when I call you?"
Dobby started acting a little shy all of a sudden and hesitating to say anything.
"What is it Dobby? You can tell me anything."
"Dobby is so sorry Harry Potter, sir. Dobby did not mean it but he accidentally bonded with the Great Harry Potter so has been secretly serving Harry Potter ever since."
"Bonded? When did that happen?"
"When Dobby protected the Great Harry Potter from Dobby's evil master Malfoy, the bond formed then. Dobby did not realize what had happened until later."
"Does this mean I can call on you anytime I need you?"
"Yes, Harry Potter, sir! Dobby will come anytime you need me."
"Whoa! This changes things."
"Did Dobby do wrong, Harry Potter, sir?"
"NO! No, no, Dobby. You did great! This is fantastic!"
"Master is pleased?"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa little man. I don't want any of that master stuff. I don't like the sound of that. Call me Harry. If you have to you can call me sir, but never ever call me master. Got it?"
"Dobby is not sure, Harry Potter, sir. Harry Potter is Dobby's master so why would Dobby not call you that?"
"Because I don't like that term. I don't like the word slave either."
Dobby looked like he was thinking it over.
"Let me put it this way, Dobby. As your master, I forbid you to ever call me or anyone else master."
"Yes sir, Harry Potter, sir! Dobby will not be using the word master."
"Thank you, Dobby. Now can you make sure the basilisk doesn't stink up the place while I'm down here?"
"Harry Potter, sir's charm is very strong and will last for many more hours. Dobby will renew it if it becomes necessary."
"Dobby will go find the Great Harry Potter's broom now and let the other elves know of the job we have after the students are gone. They will be very pleased. Dobby will take care of everything."
"I'll be here, Dobby," replied Harry sinking back into his melancholy mood.
Dobby appeared in the large kitchens where most of the elves were working on the meals. Dobby hopped up on a table and amplified his voice to get over the din of the noise.
"DOBBY HAS A VERY IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT TO MAKE."
All the noise stopped and the elves all turned to look at Dobby.
"THE GREAT HARRY POTTER HAS ACCEPTED DOBBY AS HIS PERSONAL ELF!"
The elves all cheered for Dobby. They knew he had accidentally bonded with Harry Potter but had yet to inform his master. He was afraid his master would not want a personal elf.
"PLUS, THE GREAT HARRY POTTER HAS A BIG JOB FOR US ELVES TO DO ONCE THE STUDENTS HAVE GONE HOME. IT'S SOMETHING DOBBY WILL NEED YOUR HELP WITH."
The elves were all listening very attentively now. They liked the summer months less as there was not really enough work for all of them to do when the kids were gone.
"HOWEVER, THE GREAT HARRY POTTER HAS A RULE THAT MUST BE FOLLOWED OR YOU WILL NOT BE ALLOWED TO HELP. THE PLACE WHERE WE WILL BE WORKING IS ONLY ACCESSIBLE TO HARRY POTTER AND HE DOES NOT WANT ANYONE ELSE TO KNOW HOW TO GET THERE OR HAVE ACCESS. ELVES WILL NOT BE ALLOWED TO TALK ABOUT IT TO ANYONE INCLUDING THE HEADMASTER, ALL OF THE TEACHERS, GHOSTS, AND STUDENTS. UNDER NO CIRCUMSTANCES SHOULD AN ELF BRING ANY OF THESE TO HARRY POTTER'S SPECIAL PLACE."
"Where is this place?" some of them asked.
"DOBBY MUST FIRST HAVE YOU ALL PROMISE NOT TO BETRAY THE GREAT HARRY POTTER'S RULE BEFORE DOBBY TELLS YOU WHERE WE WILL DO THE WORK. DOBBY WAS ONLY ABLE TO GET THERE BECAUSE HARRY POTTER CALLED DOBBY TO HIM. YOU WILL ONLY GET THERE IF I ALLOW YOU TO FOLLOW ME THERE."
"We promise," they all said together.
"GOOD. WE WILL BE WORKING IN THE CHAMBER OF SECRETS. THERE IS A DEAD GIANT BASILISK IN THERE THAT MUST BE BROKEN DOWN AND PROCESSED FOR THE GREAT HARRY POTTER. THE PLACE ALSO REQUIRES VERY MUCH CLEANING. DOBBY WILL BE ABLE TO KEEP IT CLEAN FOR HARRY POTTER, SIR AFTER WE ARE DONE, BUT DOBBY NEEDS HELP CLEANING IT FIRST."
"Yay!" they all yelled, happy for the work.
"DOBBY WILL COME AND GET YOU WHEN IT IS TIME!"
Dobby popped away and Harry didn't see him for quite a few hours. During that time, Harry's mind kept wandering off to all the benefits he could enjoy just by having a house elf at his beck and call. He thought he had come down into the Chamber to mope and ponder over Sirius and all the bad news Dumbledore shared but since he started cleaning and then finding out Dobby and he were bonded, his mind was concentrating on more pleasant things.
Since he no longer felt like moping, Harry decided to explore the place better. He remembered Riddle speaking to the statue to get it to open and then the basilisk came out. Harry stood and turned to the statue.
"Open," he said in Parseltongue.
Nothing happened. He thought about it for a second.
"Ah! Let me try this, 'Open Salazar Slytherin, greatest of the Hogwarts four!'"
The whole statue started moving instead of just the mouth and Harry started chuckling. What an ego, he thought. Or perhaps it was an inside joke? Hard to tell. When the statue stopped moving there was a staircase leading up into another part of the Chamber. Harry guessed this was the Upper Chamber.
Enclosed torches on the wall up near the ceiling sprang to life as soon as he entered the room, lighting it up and dispelling the darkness quite well. Harry stopped and just stared.
There was a large space just at the top of the stairs but on the far side of the room, shelves and shelves of books lined the walls and other shelves stood in the middle of the floor in rows. The room was rather large, and looked to be magically expanded. It was basically a library – Slytherin's library. He had quite a few books and they were all preserved. A strong preservation charm, or perhaps runes, as Harry noticed the symbols on the walls and shelves.
Harry looked around at all the books. There were sections clearly labeled. There was a rather large section on potions but an almost equally large section on battle magic. This drew Harry's attention.
As he read the titles on the books, he came across a few he couldn't read. They had some very strange lettering on them. As he stared at them a bit longer though, they seem to come into focus and he was suddenly able to read what they said. A description on the back of one book clued him in on what the language was. It clearly said 'Lessons in Parseltongue Battle Magic.'
Harry determined to read that as soon as possible. He took the book off the shelf, went over to a desk with a chair, and sat down. When he did, he noticed another door in the back of the room between two shelves. Leaving the book on the desk, Harry went over to the door and opened it carefully.
What he found was what appeared to be a large apartment with preservation runes in place as well. There were several pieces of leather furniture in an open lounge with a fireplace, a large kitchen and dining room, two large bedrooms with beds, furniture, and walk-in closets, a full bathroom with separate tub and shower that separated the two bedrooms. The bedrooms each had a door that opened into the bathroom, plus the bathroom had a door that opened out into the hall.
The most impressive room though was the potions lab. It was quite large and elaborate, not to mention fully stocked.
Harry had just come back out to the library and sat down at the desk to read the book he found when Dobby popped in with his broomstick. It was in a nice dragon hide case though and Harry never had a case for it. Dobby sat it on the desk for him.
Harry opened the case and checked his broom over carefully. He was afraid that Umbridge would damage it somehow but, thankfully, it was still in good condition.
"Thank you, Dobby, but where did the case come from?" he asked as he laid the broom back into the case and locked it up.
"Dobby went to the Come-and-Go Room where he remembered seeing a nice broom case but with a very old broom in it. Dobby left the old broom but took the case and cleaned it up for Harry Potter, sir. Harry Potter's broom is very nice and needs to be protected."
"That's very kind of you, Dobby. My godfather, Sirius, bought me this broom and I want to make sure it doesn't get damaged. In fact, I may buy myself another Firebolt to use and just hang this one on the wall for safe keeping," Harry said sadly.
"Dobby knows Harry Potter's dogfather is gone now and will not come back, but Dobby wants to make sure Harry Potter, sir remembers that Dobby will always be here for him. Even if Harry Potter just wants to talk."
"Thank you, Dobby. I'm not sure what I would do without you."
"Harry Potter, sir? Dobby will shrink your broom and case down so you can put it in your pocket for easy access."
"Good idea, Dobby."
Dobby shrunk down the case and broom then handed it to Harry.
"Dobby can also take Harry Potter, sir wherever he needs to go and whenever he needs to go. You will not need your broom to fly out of here with Dobby around. Dobby can take you."
Harry stared at Dobby for a few seconds while Dobby waited patiently.
"Dobby, I think I have an idea. Follow me, please. I have something to show you."
Harry led Dobby back into the apartment and showed Dobby everything he had found. When they came back out, Harry shared with Dobby his idea.
"Dobby, I think I want to live here. Do you think you could keep this place clean and livable? Provide food, etc. for me?"
"Dobby would be happy to do that for his Harry Potter, sir. Dobby will even make it cleaner and nicer."
"Good. Now I just have to figure out how I'm going to do this with my relatives, my friends, and the Order not finding out. I guess I'll have to ride the train and go back to Privet Drive even though I really don't want to see my relatives again."
"Dobby will go with you Harry Potter, sir and make sure your mean relatives behave themselves until we come back here."
"I appreciate that, Dobby, but we'll have to be extremely careful so no one suspects a thing. No one can see you helping me either."
"Dobby will be very careful and no one will know but Harry Potter, sir."
"Excellent! Can you gather some clean clothes for me from my dorm and bring them back here? I want to use the loo in the apartment to get cleaned up. Make sure you let me know when it's five o'clock. I'll need to check on my friends after I've washed up and then be seen in the Great Hall for dinner when it's time to eat."
"But Harry Potter, sir needs to eat now. Dobby knows Harry Potter hasn't eaten anything since lunch yesterday."
"I'm fine, Dobby. I haven't been hungry."
"But Harry Potter needs his strength even if he does not feel like eating. Food and rest will help rebuild your magic stores and Harry Potter's magic is still too weak. The Great Harry Potter should not use his magic anymore until it has recovered."
"Okay, Dobby. I guess I can at least eat a snack. Can you bring me a cold butterbeer and some biscuits?"
"Yes, Harry Potter, sir! Dobby will be right back."
Harry started reading and then munching on his snack once Dobby returned. Dobby also brought him some chocolate to snack on. He suspected Dobby was trying to cheer him up. It was quite tasty actually and the butterbeer was nice and cold.
At five o'clock Dobby stopped his cleaning of the bathroom and apartment and let Harry know it was time. Harry used the now clean bathroom and took a nice hot shower using the shampoo and soap Dobby provided. Once he was dry and dressed in clean clothes, Dobby took Harry's hand and popped him out of the Chamber of Secrets to just outside the hospital wing doors.
"Dobby will go back now and make sure Harry Potter, sir's new home is nice and clean for him."
"Thank you, Dobby. I will call you when I need you."
Harry rubbed his tired eyes and took a big breath before opening the door to the infirmary so he could check on his friends.