HP : The Chronicles

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"You did it." Adrian said, his eyes wide in awe as he stared at his brother, the rest of the Gryffindors at the table following his example, most looking at Harry like they had never seen him before. "You really did it!"

"I said I would." Harry stated, calmly sipping from his pumpkin juice.

"Wicked!" Ron exclaimed, unable to take his eyes off of Lockhart who had just realized what had happened and had let out a terrified -and quite shrill- shriek.

"A wild card indeed." Fred muttered.

"We tip our hats to you, sir." George added while Lockhart sprinted towards the door amidst roaring laughter. Neville, who had been the only one informed beforehand so that he would know where to look, had all but fallen on the floor, holding his sides with laughter. Harry should have known the day wouldn't continue in such a happy note.

While they were in Herbology -and after Ernie McMillan, one of the Hufflepuffs that were most certain Adrian was Slytherin's heir had apologised profusely for his comportment during the past fee months- Adrian and Ron finally caught sight of a line of spiders, soldiering on towards the Forbidden Forest. Adrian pointed them to an ashen faced Ron and started whispering about spiders and how they had to follow them, causing Ernie to stare at them confused and Harry almost to cut the Abyssinian Shrivelfig he was tending in half in shock the very moment the Forbidden Forest was mentioned, the plant only saved by a swift intervention by Neville. He could swear his right eye was twitching as he followed them to the school; now he had to watch and make sure they wouldn't wonder off in the forest too. Lovely.

"What's the matter, Harry?" Neville asked over dinner, having observed his friend getting more and more pensive by the minute.

"I have a feeling my brother's going to do something extremely stupid, Nev." Harry whispered back, making his friend regard him sceptically.

"Do I sense a pattern?" The boy asked, making his green eyed friend smile a little.

"You guessed it." Harry admitted, thinking he had to reach Severus as fast as it was humanly possible.

"They want to do what?" Severus asked blankly when Harry informed him of the conversation he had overheard.

"I'd rather not repeat it. I'm still hoping they're pranking me or something."

"We should report them." Severus pondered and then retracted his statement. "But what would we say; Professor McGonagall, two of your students will run off to the Forbidden Forest one of these nights but we can't tell you why or how we know it?"

"That didn't sound like it would go very well." Harry admitted. "Well, I can always watch them and call you when they try to leave…"

"I have my rounds with Flitwick every night up to four." The potions master reminded him tiredly. "Minerva thought that even the teachers wouldn't be safe patrolling the castle alone with Dumbledore gone." Harry sighed deeply.

"So what do we do? Leave them to run off to a forest filled with Merlin knows what creatures while we sit back and do nothing?" The boy asked frustrated. "No! I'm following them on my broom when they leave." Severus paled slightly; he knew something like this was coming.

"Harry, the Forbidden Forest is…"

"Not safe?" The green eyed wizard asked. "Of course it's not! That's why I'm not leaving Adrian and Ron go in there alone. Ron's wand doesn't even work properly for crying out loud!"

"Listen, Harry…"

"I'll be on my broom the whole time and I'll have my wand. I've been training for this Sev and if things get ugly, I'll just turn into a wolf and run." It wasn't that Harry didn't make sense, Severus thought. And it would be hypocritical to have him training for all these years and forbid him to do what he was supposed to be training for when the need arose. Still, the potions master knew he would be having a panic attack knowing his son was out there without him.

"I don't like it." He finally stated.

"Neither do I." Harry agreed. "But I see no other way around it."

"And maybe they won't go through with it anyway." Severus reasoned, trying to calm his nerves. Harry nodded in agreement, thinking that was highly unlikely. The potions master thought so too.

"Thank you, Dad." Harry simply said, hugging Severus, before turning around and leaving for the Gryffindor tower before curfew. As expected, Adrian and Ron not only went through with their plan, but they did so on the very same night. Barely two hours after Harry had declared he would follow his brother to the forest he found himself doing just that, flying above the two boys leaving towards Hagrid's hut. They had the cloak on again this time but Harry guessed they wouldn't want to keep it while in the forest and the best place to leave it would be at Hagrid's. And truly, fifteen minutes later, the door of the Gamekeeper's house was opened and a few moments later than that the two young wizards and Fang, Hagrid's boarhound, left the safety of the house and headed for the forest. Harry touched his wand, reassuring himself that it was still in its holster and flew in right after them.

Right when he was wondering how on earth was he going to follow them when Adrian cast a Lumos with his wand, effectively lighting the path for both of them. The first half an hour passed relatively calmly considering the situation and the fact that, to Harry's fright, the two boys and the dog had strayed from the forest path they were following. A startled yelp from Ron almost made him dive in but it was only a false alarm; they had apparently found Mr. Weasley's Ford Anglia they had crashed landed on the Whomping Willow at the beginning of term; so far, so good, Harry thought. Once again, it was not to last; the green eyed boy heard them first before he saw them. Large black spiders were circling the two wizards beneath him and, before he even managed to make a sound, they had grabbed Adrian, Ron and Fang and were taking them deeper into the forest.

Harry's heart was beating like crazy as he followed the spiders deeper into the forest, the cluttering noises their pinchers made making that part of his task easy. He didn't dare to cast a spell lest he hit his brother or Ron in the process but was slowly losing his patience when the spiders stopped in front of some short of structure that appeared like a white dome, shinning silver under the moonlight and perched in a clearing of the forest. The spiders let the two boys, mercifully unharmed if a little ruffled, on the forest floor. And just when Harry was thinking of the best way to get them out of there, the spiders started speaking, calling one single word over and over again.

"Aragog! Aragog!" Talking spiders? Harry clenched his eyes tight; what were acromandulas doing in Britain? The same thing that a basilisk did, a voice in his head reminded him. And right on time, Aragog, a greying spider the size of a small elephant, made its appearance through the webs the dome was made off. He ordered Adrian and Ron to be eaten for waking him up but the hazel eyed Potter twin exclaimed they were friends of Hagrid, causing the head acromandula to retract his order.

And so, Harry sat on his broom, listening to how the Chamber had been opened again in the past and how, even if Hagrid had indeed hid him in the castle, he was not the monster. Quite predictably, he denied giving them the name of Slytherin's monster since acromandulas had long decided to never even pronounce the word basilisk. What was new however was one single strand of information; the girl who had died while the Chamber was opened for the first time was killed in a bathroom. Harry's mind made the connection in a few moments; supposing the girl had never truly left the school -given how she died- there was only one ghost that it could be. Harry had heard tales of the Moaning Myrtle and his brother had even mentioned her a few times during the year in retrospect making Harry realize that it must have been her bathroom where the three made the Polyjuice potion. Maybe now he finally had a lead.

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