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Pandora was furious as she stormed into her shared room following their Head of House's speech. Not only had her future husband been forced to step in and solve the situation but he had been seriously injured because of it. True, there hadn't been any direct confirmation of either of these two facts, but Harry wasn't present, and hadn't been in several days. Add to the fact the rumors that he had been overheard speaking in Parseltongue, another fact adding to his perfection, and it didn't take a Ravenclaw to connect the dots.
But perhaps worse than any of that was the fact that the true perpetrator was going to receive a trial.
That wasn't fair, not in the least bit! The Ministry was incompetent at best, corrupt at worst, even if they managed to come to an agreement on the clearly guilty individual's fate it likely would not match the crime of trying to take someone as wonderful as her future betrothed's life away.
No, that wouldn't do at all.
It should be those closest to be given the honor of reaping vengeance. It should be her who teaches the scum what the consequences are for trying to take away what belonged to someone else.
Instead, she was stuck at Hogwarts, barred from both her love's side and from ensuring that she criminal was never able to look in his direction ever again.
She would make it up to him in the summer, would plan a way for them to be together, alone.
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Sunlight peeked in through a curtain, falling upon a sleeping boys face and causing him to stir. A groan escaped his lips as he slowly opened his eyes, quickly closing them again when even the tiniest amount was too much for him to handle.
"Am I dead?" he muttered, body aching all over.
"Far from it, Mister Potter."
His eyes snapped open, before he quickly regretted the action and threw his arm over his face to shield his still sensitive retinas. Still, he had seen and heard enough to know who he was speaking to. "Dumbledore? How are you back already?"
The woman chuckled softly, "I believe your sense of time is a bit off. You've been unconscious for over a week now."
"A week?" he mumbled softly, trying to wrap his mind around the idea.
The woman continued, voice soft and remorseful, "Indeed, and because of this you've missed quite a bit of excitement. Most important first, the petrified victims have been restored. Your sisters would be here to greet you but after staying up for so long Amaryllis was nearly passing out with exhaustion and Harriet wasn't in any state either. We ended up slipping some sleeping drought into both of their tea just to force them to rest."
A soft snort escaped the boy, and he could imagine it earning him a gentle smile, though he couldn't see it yet directly.
"And you're back?"
"I am, as is Professor Riddle. After you entered the Chamber Professor Snape made an emergency Floo call demanding both of our presence at Hogwarts. Though she still believed Grace to be guilty she was willing to let her open the Chamber, with my presence nearby, if it saved your life. She was correct in this regard. We arrived just in time. Nagini was captured, arrested, and interrogated. Grace was cleared of all charges, and it seems that my foresight to have purchased both Phoenix Tears and Mandrake Restorative Draught earned me a return to my former position along with a halfhearted apology from The Board."
Harry managed a nod, "Explains how I survived."
Silence answered him and for a moment Harry thought the Headmistress had left when a sigh came from her direction. "That is something we are going to talk about, along with many, many others who have both yelling and happy tears, I am sure. For now, though there is one more thing we need to address."
"What's that?"
The nearby door opened, and slow, measured, steps crossed the distance before joining Dumbledore's side. Before she even spoke Harry knew who had joined them.
"He's awake I see."
"Within the past few minutes. I have been catching him up a bit, we were just on the topic of the information leak."
Information leak? Harry wasn't sure what the eldest witch meant by that, but it did nothing to set his mind at ease. Hesitantly, he lifted his arm, and though it was still bright it was bearable for the boy. "What do you mean?"
The two adults shared a glance before Dumbledore sighed once more, "The bathroom was not empty as you may have thought. It seems three students had been present during your entrance, which means they overheard your use of Parseltongue. While we were able to convince the public that you were not involved in the destruction of the Basilisk or capture of Nagini directly, rumors have already circulated concerning your knowledge of the Chamber and ability to open it."
Harry Potter remembered his own timeline's problems with being a Parselmouth, "H-how bad is it?"
Riddle barely managed to conceal the roll of her eyes, "It isn't bad Harry. It is a celebrated trait, especially in our House. It does, however, mean that you will be receiving far more attention in the future than even before. Your parents will certainly have their work cut out for them in threatening away suitors and those interested in your potential status as a 'Donor' or 'Breeder'."
Those terms he hadn't heard before and he frowned as best as his sore body would allow him to. "What does that mean? Donor or Breeder?"
Another exchange of glances and a noticeable hesitancy. "Perhaps it would be best to ask your parents about this…"
He didn't answer, and moments later Pomfrey entered the room with a tray full of potions and shooed away the two witches.
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