A Red Letter and The Attacks
Somehow the Barrier closed on both on him and Ron. So, of course, they came up with the idea of taking the car to school.
Where they crashed into a tree.
That tried to kill them.
Then Professor Snape berated them for the destruction of school property and told them that if they were in Slytherin House they would be expelled and sent home.
Professor McGonagall came to collect them.
The next day at breakfast, at the Gryffindor table, Ron was taping up his broken wand with Spell-o-Tape; Harry was picking at his breakfast when a flash of a camera went off. The wizard behind it was a Muggleborn boy named Colin Creevy. Harry was about to ask the boy to not take his picture again when an owl came flying in. “ A bit early for mail is it?” asks Hermione.
“Hey Ron, isn’t that Errol?” asks Harry, getting the redhead, who was stuffing his face, attention. The owl tumbled onto the table and left a red envelope on Ron’s plate.
Everyone around them shrank away, some laughing “ look everybody Ron’s gotten himself a Howler.” Shouted Seamus. Neville told Ron to just open it, or it will get worst.
Before Ron was able to open it, the letter burst open and the voice of Molly Weasley rang out. So loud the whole hall heard.
“RONALD BILLIUS WEASLEY! HOW DARE YOU STEAL THE CAR! I’M ABSOLUTELY DISGUSTED; YOUR FATHER IS NOW FACING AN INQUIRY AT WORK AND IT’S ALL YOUR FAULT. IF YOU PUT ONE MORE TOE OUT OF LINE YOU’RE COMING STRAIGHT HOME! (and in a calm voice) and Ginny dear, congratulations on making it into Gryffindor your father and I are so proud.” The letter blew a raspberry at Ron and burst into flames.
The week went without much incident. Though Lockhart gave them a quiz that had nothing to do with DADA; and foolishly released Cornish Pixies into the classroom. Hermione, being the only one calm enough cast a spell to freeze the pixies.
Then there was the argument between the Gryffindor and Slytherin team; apparently, Malfoy made the team. Hermione commented, “ At least no one bought their way in. They got there on pure talent”. Malfoy angrily replied, “No one was asking for your opinion, you filthy little Mudblood.” There was an uproar; and Ron tried to curse Malfoy, only to curse himself and ended up vomiting slugs.
Apparently “Mudblood” was a slur used to describe someone who has no direct parentage to wizards. And the only thing they can do for Ron was to wait it out.
Friday night he and Ron had their separate detentions. He was helping Lockhart sign his fan-mail, and it was getting late. So late he thought he was hearing things, a faint whisper of “ Kill…Kill… I Sssmell blood…”. He was dismissed and on his way back to Gryffindor tower he saw a large group of spiders leaving through a crack in the window.
Weeks passed and soon it was Halloween. During the time Albus Dumbledore figured out something was amiss with the Weasley girl. Inviting her up to his office he used Ligilimens and found out she is possessed by Tom Riddle who is planning to open the Chamber of Secrets. Perfect, this will be the perfect test to ready the boy for Voldemort. He dismisses the girl and waited for the feast to start.
To his luck Potter, Weasley and Granger were not at the feast, and he saw Ginny slip out. As everyone left he heard Argus shout. The majority of the school stopped. There stood the Golden Trio; and all the wall a message written in blood “ The Chamber of Secrets Have Been Open, Enemies of the Heir: Beware”. Malfoy made a comment and Albus spoke, dismissing everyone except the three. Fortunately, or unfortunately, Mrs. Norris was only petrified. Well, Albus thought, that narrows down a few monsters of Slytherin then.
Harry was sitting at one of the library tables looking up references for a Potions essay; when Malfoy walked up. “ What do you want Malfoy?” Harry said tartly.
“I’ve come to ask you if you're done with “Woodland Plants and Fungi of the Scottish Moors” I need…”
“Why should I help?” Harry asks coolly
“I don’t see what the problem is” Draco replies
“ You called Hermione a really mean name. I thought you were a friend” Harry answers.
“ I was angry, Okay. I made the house team using a school broom. And when I told my parents, father decided to donate to the team; and it just came out.” The blond says almost yelling.
“ That doesn’t give you the right to call her that Do you know my mother was what you call a Mudblood?” Harry whisper yells back, “if it weren’t for her I wouldn’t be here. And what’s wrong with Muggleborn anyway?”
Draco took a deep breath, “ I personally don’t think there is nothing wrong about them as a person. It’s really hard to explain unless we want to talk about politics going back to the Founders.”
Harry still not totally convinced hands over the book. “ Maybe you should apologize to Granger then.”
Malfoy nods and turns when he bumps into Ron who shouted “ Watch it” and Hermione sat across the table slamming the restricted book onto the table.
They were leafing through it and found the Polyjuice Potion. Allowing the drinker to turn into another for an hour. The only problem is that it will take a month. Other questions were asked like were to brew a highly regulated potion, and how to get the ingredients without Snape noticing.
Hermione pointed out they could brew it in the first-floor girls’ restroom because no one uses it because of Moaning Myrtle. The potion will be ready during winter break. Then they will interrogate Malfoy, as he, based on observation was a likely candidate for the Heir of Slytherin.
On Saturday, was the first game of the Quidditch season. Slytherin versus Gryffindor; the game was going pretty well. Harry kept his eyes peeled for the snitch, seeing Draco zoom around the pitch stirred something in Harry.
“HARRY! LOOK OUT!” Shouted one of the twins as a Bludger zoomed past him, Harry ducked and heard a THWAK of a bat sending the Bludger away. But it seems that this one had a mind of its own, as it circled back and specifically targeted the Gryffindor Seeker. After some harrowing maneuvers to avoid the rogue bludger, Harry reached for the snitch only for the speeding ball of death to break his arm. He still caught the snitch though. Before landing in the sandpit below the Slytherin goal posts.
Both teams surrounded him, and the teachers rushed to give assistance. Lockhart is at the forefront sliding on his knees. “ Don’t worry Harry, I’ll fix your arm straight away” he said with a flourish. Harry cringed, “No! NOT you, I want Madam Pomfrey.” Lockhart looked at the crowd while saying aghast“ He doesn’t know what he’s saying!”
He points his wand at the boy’s arm and says “ Brackium Emendo”. Now Harry’s arm had no bones. He was taken to the Hospital Wing where he had to drink a nasty potion called Skele-grow. And because he had to grow twenty-seven bones he had to stay the night for observation. Madam Pomfrey tutted and went to go do some paperwork.
That evening Dumbledore and Pomfrey were in her office arguing. “ I have an obligation as a Healer to report this Albus, the exam shows that Potter has clearly been abused…”
I can’t have this woman ruin my plans. He points his wand, “ Obliviate” for a moment Madam Pomfrey looked confused, and Albus proceeded to plant a false memory “ Everything is fine with Potter, he just broke his arm in Quidditch.”
Madam Pomfrey shakes her head and suddenly a Patronus Charm appeared in front of them, “ Headmaster Dumbledore, Madame Pomfrey come quickly there’s been another attack” came the voice of Professor Flitwick. Damn, and both he and Madame Pomfrey hurriedly left the Hospital Wing.