Chapter 53: In the Eye of the Storm
The next two weeks were quite unbearable for Harry. The entire school, including the teachers, was looking at him with terrified expressions on their faces. Indeed, many actually did their best to avoid looking at him, as though he would attack them in an instant.
Snape had been more horrible than ever in Potions class and it took all of Harry's willpower to remain calm instead of outright killing the man. Professors McGonagall and Sprout had become quite cold towards him and acted as though he didn't exist, though Harry could see the sadness and betrayal in McGonagall's eyes during class.
Slytherin House seemed to be divided on the whole issue. On one hand, Harry was a Parselmouth, a talent which was extremely rare, especially in the western part of the world. It was something that Salazar Slytherin was famous for, so they were in awe of Harry's ability, but on the other hand, the last Parselmouth was the Dark Lord himself. And he had been absolutely terrifying.
Some people outright refused to ostracise Harry like that. Professor Flitwick went out of his way in treating Harry normally and would frown heavily when he caught sight of people running away from the boy. The same was the case with Professors Babbling and Vector, who considered Harry one of their favourites.
Others like Blaise Zabini, Theodore Nott, Tracy Davis, Neville Longbottom, Susan Bones, Fred and George Weasley were also in open support of him, but they were too less in number for it to matter. The Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs were the worst. Harry being at the scene of Justin's petrification really did not help any. A few brave older years were openly scowling at him and the whispers behind his back had only gotten worse. No one had dared to say anything to him in fear of them being petrified, but Harry had never experienced something this bad.
Daphne, of course, didn't care about it at all. Harry was her fiancé and best friend, so she had decided to stick to him no matter what. She had taken to accompanying Harry to the kitchens every day for food since everyone was so uncomfortable with him sitting in the Great Hall. But Harry was trying not to let it get to him. He had exams approaching, after which he had to focus on Sirius and Amelia's wedding, so he did his best to concentrate on his studies.
"Why don't you swear a magical oath in front of those morons?" asked Daphne as she bit into her toast the day they were heading back home. "It'll at least stop all the speculation."
"And risk losing my magic? I'm not an idiot to try it, Daph. If I say I'm not Slytherin's heir, it would still make me seem guilty because of my Parseltongue skill. If I say I didn't open the Chamber of Secrets, I might risk losing my magic in the future if I actually do find the Chamber. Magical Oaths are very tricky, from what Grandfather Alfred told me. I will not risk my life because the people here are a bunch of narrow-minded bigoted fools."
"True," muttered Daphne, frowning. She remained silent as they continued eating, lost in thought. There had to be some way to stop this! Ron Weasley had been spouting all sorts of nonsense lately about how Harry was the new Dark Lord and that he would kill everyone at school. It was quite frankly disgusting that none of the teachers was doing anything about it. While a couple of them tried to help, it didn't make a difference. One couldn't really make people talk to you when the entire school was ignoring the said student.
"Come on," said Harry, bringing her back to the present. "I can't wait to get out of here."
With a parting wave to the ever-cheerful house-elves, they exited the kitchens, hand in hand, and soon walked out of the castle. It was time to go back home for the winter holidays.
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