I woke up more tired than usual, wanting nothing more than to go back to sleep. However when I remembered Harry I sat up, forcing myself to wake up fully.
Looking around I discovered I was the only one on a hospital bed in the room. Even the petrified students were gone.
“You’re up! I was starting to worry.” Madam Pomfrey made herself known.
“Yea, I’m up. I feel exhausted though…”
“It’s to be expected. You were suffering from magical exhaustion when you passed out in front of me! You’ve been asleep for a week!”
“My bro probably isn’t too happy with that… speaking of, how is he?”
“I had him completely healed and back to school within a day. He’s fine, but he has returned daily to check on his twin. Harry has been rather worried for you.”
“That sounds like him… I would do the same thing.”
It was then that the doors to the Hospital Wing opened and in waltzed the chicken that dresses like a peacock, Guilderoy Lockheart.
Madam Pomfery seemed to share my opinion as her smile tightened to a near grimace.
“I have some potions you need to take before I let you go sweetie.” And she left me to deal with the fake peacock on my own.
“Ah. Lora, I see you’re awake! Good, good! I knew you would pull through.”
“Lockheart…” I gritted out. “To what do I owe the pleasure… ?”
“Nothing much, nothing much darling. I was simply wondering how you fared within the Chamber? Surly, fighting whatever beast inside was terribly dangerous…”
“Yes, a basilisk over fifty feet would indeed be considered dangerous. It’s a good thing I didn’t have to fight it then.” I had a feeling I knew what he was doing, but I wanted to wait till he tried something before I acted.
“A Basilisk?!” He squeaked out. “But surely you were able to defeat the Heir of Slytherin?”
“Yes. The Heir of Slytherin will no longer be able to use the beast of the chamber.”
“Good good. Then I won’t have to worry about any more attacks and people will have me to thank.”
Lockheart pulled out his wand and pointed it at me.
I didn’t give him a chance to complete the spell as I grabbed on to his SOUL and threw him back. He hit the wall oppicate me and fell on the floor with a loud CRASH.
Madam Pomfery hurried back with some potions in her arms.
“Good heavens! What Happened?!”
That… That exhausted me more than it should have… I was shaky as I replied. “H-he tried t-to obliviate me… I def-defended myself the only way I could….”
“Oh deary! Here, drink these potions. I’ll deal with Lockheart. No performing any magic for the rest of the day if you can help it. Once you’ve drunk those potions head to the Headmasters office. Dumbledore wanted to speak with you, and you might as well tell him what that skallywag just tied to pull…!”
I took the potions and gave Madam Pomfery a salute. “You got it mam.”
She walked off to tend to Lockheart grumbling about how ‘she always knew he was a self absorbed git but she never expected him to attack a student.’
Really I don’t know why she never thought of that being a possibility, what with him having VANISHED my brothers BONES at one point…
Yes I’m still a bit salty over that. Sue me.
I drank the potions and started to feel just a bit more energetic. Still not quite at my usual levels… but I should at least be able to walk without collapsing now. I don’t think I can shortcut though… bummer. I’ll have to walk to the Headmasters office.
As I walked through the halls the ask box made itself known once more.
‘Thinking about it, the Chamber of Secrets and Judgment Hall do share some similarities… I have seen a few timelines where a Sans either can only use some of his abilities inside his Judgment Hall, or gets a boost to his power when fighting there. Since you have the power of Sans, do you possess this quality, or is that not a concern for you?’
“Do you think I’d be this exhausted if the Chamber gave me a Boost? If it did, I didn’t notice any difference. My magic was the same as always. As for gaining any abilities… I don’t think I did…. I can use everything I did there just about anywhere else. I just claimed the Chamber as my Judgment Hall as a spur of the moment kind of thing…
It certainly had made enough room for me to go all out at least. And it provided walls for me to bash Riddle against with my gravity multiplication.
So I guess, while it didn’t provide any magical boost… it DID help give me the advantage on the battlefield.”
‘ What about the Basilisk? Is it still free to roam? Or will it be sealed again? ’
“Eh, I was planning to see if it could be trained to act as another defence for the school. If not I was going to tell the correct authorities about it so they can transfer it to a better location. I found out while researching it, that the Basilisk is an endangered species. And there are reservers dedicated to their protection. Turns out that getting a toad to sit on a chicken egg and expecting that to hatch at Just the right time to turn into a basilisk is a lot harder than letting the Basilisk breed naturally…”
When I reached the Gargoyle that guarded the entrance to Dumbledores office it moved out of the way without me having to say anything.
I made my way up the staircase and knocked on the door.
“Come in.” Dumbledores voice sounded from inside.
Oh boy… Time to face the music I guess...