Dark Union

It was the middle of an important meeting with Lucius when he suddenly felt a stabbing pain all throughout his body. He immediately knew what it was. Voldemort clasped his chest as he growled in an animalistic tone, “My Diary, it’s been destroyed.”

“M-My Lord! Are you alright?” Lucius said with hints of franticness in his voice.

Voldemort sneered as the pain started to dull away, “You idiot! Do you realize what you have done!?! That oaf Dumbledore might be aware of what is keeping me immortal! I TOLD YOU TO GET MY DIARY!”

Lucius turned paper white as he tried to explain, “I-I was going to after Christmas break to ‘investigate’ it! I am still waiting for the request to be accepted.”

In a fit of rage, he grabbed his wand and screamed, “CRUCIO!” Due to his anger, it was 10x worse than his normal punishments.

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(three days later)
Harry awoke to blurry white, all his memory’s seemed to have blurred together for the time being. He could hear talking and whispering although he couldn’t tell what the words are. Finally, after a few minutes his vision came into focus and he could see Professor Snape, and, Professor Dumbledore. Confusion sprang into him until he remembered yesterday’s events. Professor Lockhart. Fear sprang in him; he had used an unforgivable on him and he wasn’t obliviated or killed like he planned. He knew he wouldn’t be sent to Azkaban given he was only twelve, but his wand would be snapped, and he could be forced to live as a filthy muggle.

Focusing on his words he could hear Professor Snape sneer, “Potter could have not killed a Basilisk, nonetheless, Wandless! There had to be some more logical reason for this.”

“All the signs prove it, Severus. For once there was no trace of Incendio on his wand, only a stupefy and diffindo. And I’m sorry but no diffindo spell could do that, the Basilisk was almost decapitated. Also, Pomfrey said he passed out because of a magical exhaustion.” Professor Dumbledore stated.

Anxiety rose in Harry. He knew the ministry couldn’t trace his wand, but Professor Dumbledore must have done it. He slightly relaxed when he realized that it wouldn’t show any kind of Dark arts, only neutral or light spells. Or that’s just what Quirrell told him.

“I- But Albus full grown wizards couldn’t do that! I- Lets just hear Potter’s side of events when he wakes up.” Professor Snape said coldly.

“It seems he is already awake, Severus.”

All the attention turned to him, and he said hoarsely, “What happened, and how long was I out? D-Draco, Ginny and Professor Lockhart were separated from me.”

Professor Snape sneered at the mention of Lockhart, he growled at, “Lockhart had obliviated himself when he had attempted to obliviate Mr. Malfoy. He doesn’t remember anything about you asking him to go to the chamber, nor does he remember anything that happened in the chamber. The man will be with us for the rest of the year but after that he is fired and will serve a trial in the ministry. Mr. Malfoy is fine, only a bit frantic when he came to collect him. Mrs. Weasley had recently woken up yesterday, she is fine. And you Mr. Potter were currently suffering from a severe case of magical exhaustion; you were out for three days. I hate doing this but due to your stupidity I will retract 150 points from Slytherin.”

“Now Severus what Harry has done is extremely noble and should be rewarded instead. You wouldn’t have any points to retract if it weren’t for him.” Professor Dumbledore said softly, then put his attention back on Harry, “could you tell us what happened?”

Harry paused for a moment to recollect his thoughts; he really couldn’t tell them the full truth. But how could he explain how he found it? Clearing his throat he said, “Neville told me that Hermione Granger, and Ronald Weasley were searching for the Chamber of Secrets. This sparked my curiosity, so I asked Neville about it, he told me that Hermione was trying to look for it in Moaning Myrtles bathroom. I went to her, and she told me. I-It was too bizarre for me, and I thought it was a sick joke. The incident with Ginny was the final straw for me to realize my foolish ways…” A half-truth, he technically wasn’t lying so he couldn’t get in trouble.

Professor Snape sneered, “And here I thought you were above average intelligence. How about the fight with the Basilisk?”

Harry’s eyes widened. Did Professor Snape just compliment him? Forcing his shock down he stated, “When I entered the chamber Draco, Lockhart and I got separated so I went ahead to find a way around them. That’s when I saw a man named Tom Marvolo Riddle standing over Ginny’s body. I asked him to help me, but he said no and told me he was the V-Voldemort. After a few words he sent the Basilisk after me. I ran away when I saw it, though I tripped and that’s when Hawks came in and stabbed its eyes out. I then got up and ran into another pipe and hid, I knew it could hear very well so I was quiet. I grabbed a rock and walked to the room I was originally in; I threw it to attract it to that area. I then pointed my wand at it and thought of fire, I didn’t want it hearing me when I said, “Incendio” and I made it burn for a couple of minutes. I then cast an “Diffindo” on its neck to make sure it’s dead. Then he walked up to me and stole my wand, that’s when I tackled him and tried to grab my wand back. I succeeded and tried to break the Diary, but it didn’t work so I ripped out a fang from the basilisk and stabbed it.”

He didn’t know why he lied about doing wandless magic, but he knew it was the right choice. Professor Snape smirked and turned to Professor Dumbledore, “I told you Potter couldn’t do wandless magic.”

Professor Dumbledore didn’t seem convinced but didn’t push it, the man smiled and said with twinkling eyes, “Yes Severus you were correct, although it was still wordless magic. It takes a very strong wizard to do that.” Turning his attention back to Harry he said, “Now my boy, you have a few people waiting to see you. Come along.”

Harry begrudgingly got up and followed his professor. He hated how the man still refuses to refer to him as ‘Mr. Potter’, he didn’t bother correcting him anymore. When he entered the headmaster’s office, he was surprised to see the Weasley family. Although he was immediately attacked by the Mother Weasley who engulfed him in a hug, Harry immediately recoiled at the physical attention. Harry turned red in embarrassment; he should have just let the woman hug him.

“Sorry Mrs. Weasley, you just surprised me.” Harry stated in an apologetic tone.

The Weasley smiled and said, “Don’t worry about it, Harry, and call me Molly. We heard you were about to wake up, so we wanted to thank you.”

Ronald Weasley walked forward looking a little nervous, Harry was surprised once again to see he looked like he was feeling bad. “I-I just wanted to apologize for thinking you are the heir of S-Slytherin. And thank you for saving my sister, I really owe it to you.” The boy than proceeded to hold out his hand for a handshake.

He was honestly disgusted; he didn’t want to even touch the Weasley. His hands were dirty and looked like it had a thin layer of sweat. Repressing a scowl Harry took the Weasley’s hand and shook it.

The Weasley gave a small smile and said, “Are we even?”

“Yeah.” Harry stated flatly not believing the boys agreement. He would obviously stick to it for a couple of weeks before he goes back to his usual idiotic ways. Breaking contact with the Weasley Harry discretely wiped his hands on his pants.
Luckily the twins saved Harry from an awkward silence as they walked up to him and handed him a package and said, “Thank you for saving our…”

“Sister, I don’t know what we’d do without you.”

“And sorry we haven’t been…”

“Talking to you very much, us being in different grades and…”

“Different houses make it harder.”

“So, we got you that as”

“A sorry and a thank you.”

Harry opened the package, and it had a box of prank chocolate. Whoever at it would immediately lose their hair, Harry smiled and thanked them. Apparently, Ginny had taken the rest of the year off school and would be returning next year.

After the awkward gratitude session Harry went to the common room to find Draco. He was quite excited to see what had happened with Lockhart. I mean how do you accidently obliviate yourself? He quickly found him; he was talking with Parkinson. Harry cringed as he noticed they were holding hands and they were looking chummy at each other. Yes, they were getting married when they turned eighteen, but that didn’t mean they had to love each other! If anything, they shouldn’t start dating now since they were only twelve and relationships are bound to not last as long. And Draco was HIS he doesn’t care that he doesn’t love or like the other boy in that sense, he didn’t want Draco to care about other people more than him. Controlling his anger, he calmly walked up to the group and sat between them. He ignored the obvious glare he got from Parkinson as he turned to Draco who seemed to be excited by his presence said, “Hey Draco can we talk? Alone…”

“Yeah sure, follow me.” Draco said as he got up to leave the room. Harry gladly followed without a word. Draco led him to an abandoned hallway and said, “I can assume you want to talk about the chamber?”

Harry nodded and said, “What actually happened with Lockhart? I mean how can someone so good at memory charms accidently obliviate themselves?”

Draco gave a smug smirk as he said, “Who said he obliviated himself?”

“Professor Dumbledore, and Professor Snape.” Harry said flatly but couldn’t suppress the obvious smirk on his face. Of course, Draco would do something like that, he is a Slytherin after all.

Draco laughed and said, “Harry, the idiot attempted to obliviate me, and I dodged out of the way in time. I then managed to get close enough to steal Professor Lockhart’s wand and obliviated him.”

Harry’s eyes widened in genuine surprise; it was rare for a wand to pick a 2nd owner. Nonetheless, a wand that has cherrywood in it. They are known to be one of the most loyal kinds of wand wood. He was surprised he even remembered that oaf’s book about how his wand is like that of the elder wand. Smiling he said, “Good job, you did well.”

Draco nodded and they left to go study in the library. Both excited for Yule break.

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Voldemort read the letter Lucius had given him repeatedly just to make sure he is reading everything correctly.

‘Dear Father,

I am excited for Yule break; Harry and I were already thinking of gifts to give our friends. Although I do have something important to write about. Harry currently is in the hospital wing for magical exhaustion after defeating a Basilisk. I know this sounds crazy but apparently Ginny Weasley had been possessed by some diary and opened the chamber of secrets. I don’t know too much of the details about the actual fight, but Professor Dumbledore thinks he somehow did it wandless since there was no trace on his wand.

How is Mother and the guest? I do wish you would tell me more about him other than he is “an extended family member”. Also, I have not told Harry about out guest. Should I?

Your son,
Draco’

Voldemort clenched the letter as anger washed through him, not only his Horcrux is broken but the Basilisk is dead. Though his feelings of anger were overpowered by the sheer amount of pride he felt, he was correct about Potter. He knew from the beginning he was, but this was just confirmation. Although another thing stuck in his mind, Potter would surely recognize him. Yes, he could wear a complicated glamour and hide, but perhaps he could use this to introduce Potter to the dark. Smirking he apparated to Lucius.

He ignored the obvious surprise on Lucius face when he popped up in his study, it was rare that Voldemort went to the man.

“Lucius, we need to talk. Now.”