"Harry, wake up, Harry." The young wizard slowly opened his eyes, and noticed the concern on his best friend's face. He noticed he was still in the office of his account manager. It had then dawned on Harry just what had happened. Dumbledore had obliviated him of all those memories, that was the final straw for Harry, he would never trust Dumbledore again. Harry noticed Hermione was still looking at him worriedly.
"I'm fine Hermione, must have been the family rings, the sudden infusion of magic, I guess." Harry then looked down at the ring that had two snakes one on either side, and they were coiled around an emerald in the middle of the ring. Harry suddenly had a flashback to how he had discovered the hidden study of Salazar Slytherin in the Chamber of Secrets.
Hogwarts Year Four
Harry Potter was fed up, he was in his fourth year at Hogwarts. The school had turned on him once again, this time someone had placed his name in the Goblet of Fire, an ancient artifact that chose champions to compete in a tournament called the Triwizard Cup. Three schools were competing and Hogwarts was playing host. Harry was hoping for a normal year, but obviously that was just too much to ask. When the three champions names had come out of the Goblet he had clapped with the rest of the great hall. Cedric Diggory was an excellent choice to represent them at the tournament, and then it had happened. The Goblet had spat out another name. His name. Now his best friend Ron was calling him a cheat, and glory hog. Honestly, if the arse actually though for once with his head instead of his mouth, he might have realised that he couldn't possibly had placed his name in the Goblet due to the age line for a start. The twins had tried to fool the age line and suffered. Both had grown huge white beards, much to the amusement of the others in the Great hall. His friend Hermione though, had been a surprise, although she hadn't accused him like Ron, he had noticed she did seem to be a lot less clingy with him. Harry had just wanted to vanish, maybe leave Hogwarts. He didn't want to deal with the transfigured badges that read 'Cedric Diggory', and then changed to 'Potter Stinks' every time he got close to one, or the constant hex attacks he had to defend himself against. Everywhere he looked, eyes were on him, it was Heir of Slytherin all over again. Harry then had a brainstorm. The Chamber of Secrets, no one knew where it was except him, and Ron would be too damn stupid to even think he had gone down there. Plus there was the body of the Basilisk. Harry had learnt certain parts of it fetched huge amounts on the open market. Potions market especially. As he had killed it, then by law the spoils were his to do with as he wished. Reading in the library sometimes did come in handy. Making up his mind, he made a beeline for the third corridor bathroom.
Harry entered the bathroom and wasn't surprised to see he had disturbed Moaning Myrtle, who in fact seemed quite pleased to see him.
"Harry, what are you doing here? Did you come to see me?"
Harry groaned, and nodded. "Not only you Myrtle, but I wanted to head back down to the chamber, how have you been anyway?" Harry noticed the ghost appeared directly in front of him.
"I can't complain really, been pretty boring since your second year, no one uses this bathroom of course because of me. Why do you want to go down there?"
Harry then explained what was going on at school, the tournament and how his name was placed in the Goblet, he told her about how the whole school had turned on him, even his best friends were avoiding him.
"Well Harry you could always die and spend the rest of your life with me here." Harry watched as Myrtle was getting a little too close for comfort. He smiled and backed away slowly.
"Thanks Myrtle, I will keep that in mind." Harry then walked to the centre sink and found the tap with the small snake on the side. He closed his eyes, focused and hissed.
"Open" Harry stepped back as the whole centre began to open, until he could see the hole that would lead him to the chamber. Harry jumped down the hole, and held on for dear life as he slid round and round, until it threw him off at the bottom. Harry dusted himself down, he looked to where Lockhart had caused the cave in, there was just enough room for him to squeeze through, however, to be on the safe side, Harry used a small blasting hex which cleared the rubble. He placed his wand back in the holster and carried on through until he came to the huge metal door. It was already swung open, not surprising, really seeing how he and the others had been rescued by Fawkes, and never bothered to close it. Harry was expecting a strong whiff of decaying Basilisk, but there wasn't any. He stepped into the chamber and looked around. The body of the Basilisk was still laid in the pool where he had killed it two years ago. He climbed down the small ladder and walked towards the body. Harry was wondering how he was going to harvest this thing, when he got an idea.
"Dobby?" There was soft pop and Dobby the now free house elf appeared before him.
"Great Harry Potter called Dobby, what can Dobby do for great Harry Potter." Harry smiled down at the small elf and then pointed to the body. Dobby hadn't even see the Basilisk and jumped with fright when he laid eyes on it. "Harry Potter is greatest wizard of all to kill big snake."
Harry appreciated the compliment. "Thank you Dobby, I called you here because I was wondering if you could help me harvest this body. I know this Basilisk is worth a lot of money for potions especially and the skin can be used to temper armour.