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Chapter 29 : Asking For Help
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James sat down in the common room, extremely unhappy. Professor Binns, the ghost who still taught History of Magic, had just informed him that he was failing the class. At this point in their careers at Hogwarts, they were studying more recent events, such as the second Wizarding War. That topic was a topic that James usually spaced out during. He had heard countless stories from his parents and aunts and uncles about the war, why did he have to listen to his boring professor talk about it?
“You look extremely unhappy, James,” Louis noticed.
Out of James’s friends, Louis was the only once currently in the common room. He presumed that Fred and Andrew were currently somewhere snogging their girlfriends.
“Professor Binns just told me that I’m failing History of Magic,” James stated glumly.
“That’s what you get for never paying attention in that class,” Louis replied.
“I can’t fail that class, though! Do you know how embarrassing it would be if I, the son of the savior of the Wizarding world, failed the course all about how my dad saved the Wizarding world?”
“That would be quite amusing, James. Luckily for you, I have an idea that could help you.”
James leaned in, quite intrigued about what his cousin was going to suggest.
“Why don’t you ask Kristen to tutor you in the subject?” Louis asked, “She’s the best in our year and is usually willing to help people.”
“Have you forgotten what happened the last time she offered to help me with homework? There is no freaking way that she would agree after that,” James replied, remembering the terrible way he had treated her.
It was third year and James sat in the library, attempting to finish his essay on Werewolves that was due the next day. However, most of the information didn’t stick in his brain and he was left awkwardly staring at the words on a page. Giving up, James slammed the book closed, frustrated.
“Would you like some help?” a girl’s voice asked him.
James was tempted to accept the girl’s offer. Looking up and seeing who was standing before him changed his mind though. It was Kristen Wood, the know it all, goody two shoes, quidditch extraordinaire. She was probably there to rub her intelligence in his face.
“Fuck off,” he stated, bluntly.
“Excuse me?” Kristen asked, stunned that someone had spoken to her like that.
“I said fuck off,” James repeated, “I don’t need your help.”
Kristen turned around and hurried out of the library, looking at her feet the whole time. From that day on, Kristen never attempted to treat James nicely again.
“Well, you don’t know until you try,” Louis stated, pulling James out of the memory.
James walked into the library. He really wasn’t too big of fan of the room, but he knew that that was where he would most likely find Kristen. It took him a couple minutes to find her, for she was sitting alone at a table in the very back of the library. He approached her, taking a deep breath.
“Kristen,” James stated.
This startled Kristen and she quickly looked up from her book, turning around to face him. Upon seeing him, a small smile etched itself on her face, something that surprised James quite a bit.
“Hi, James,” Kristen greeted cheerily, “Is there something I can help you with?”
“Well, you’re the best of our year, and you actually pay attention in History of Magic, even though I have no idea how you manage it, so I was wondering if you would be willing to tutor me,” James replied.
He expected her to laugh at him or make some rude remark about how he should know that stuff, considering who is dad was. However, she said nothing of the sort. Instead, she smiled at him.
“Of course I will,” Kristen stated happily, “Sit down, and we can start now.”
“If it’s not a good time, I can come back later,” James said, “It looks like you’re working on something already.”
“That’s a potions essay that’s not due until after spring break. Now sit down and we can get started.”
James hesitantly sat down next to her. He noticed his heart rate pick up with her being so close to him but he ignored it. She was going to help him pass the class, nothing more.
Hiding behind a bookshelf and spying on the two was a small group of Gryffindors. When Louis had told his friends what James was up to, they hadn’t believed him. Now they were shocked at the fact that they were getting along so well.
“Looks like you’re going to owe me 10 galleons Fred,” Jessica stated, smiling.
“Not necessarily. She’s just helping him study. That doesn’t mean anything. However, he fancies her, so you’re going to owe me 10 galleons,” Fred argued.
“Do you remember what happened the last time Kristen offered to help him? He told her to fuck off. This time, he actually asked for her help and she happily agreed. These two are going to get together very soon.”
“What are you doing, Andrew?” Taylor asked.
Currently, Andrew was looking between two books, intensely spying on his twin and his best friend. It was kind of creepy to watch.
“Making sure James doesn’t make a move on my sister,” Andrew replied without taking his eyes off of Kristen and James.
“What are you planning on doing if he does make a move on her?” Taylor asked.
“Hex him into oblivion.”
Back at the table, totally oblivious to what their friends were up to, Kristen was telling James about the hunt for the Horcruxes.
“So do you know what a Horcrux is?” Kristen asked.
“Isn’t a part of the soul?” James replied.
“Yes, it’s part of a soul that is latched on to a person or object. In order to kill the person, all parts of the soul must be killed first.”
“Then why don’t more people make Horcruxes? Wouldn’t more people want to live forever?”
“It’s a very difficult process to create a Horcrux. They really didn’t tell us much, because they don’t want to have another Voldemort on their hands, but in order to create a Horcrux, there has to be a murder involved.”
James scrunched up his face.
“That’s rather brutal,” he stated.
“It’s not a very pleasant thing to do, that’s for sure,” Kristen agreed, “Do you know the Horcruxes that Voldemort had?”
“Well, I think there was a diary that possessed my mum. A cup, a ring, a locket, and a diadem, whatever the hell that is. Didn’t he have some weird snake thing that he turned into a Horcrux as well? Oh, and I believe my dad was an accidental Horcrux.”
“That’s correct. So the first one destroyed was the diary. It was destroyed by your dad in the Chamber of Secrets in his second year. He stabbed it with a Basilisk fang.”
“What the hell is the Chamber of Secrets? Some bedroom where some guy shags a lot of chicks?”
Kristen laughed at this.
“No, the Chamber of Secrets is a secret chamber hidden within the school that was built by Salazar Slytherin and used to house a Basilisk. The entrance is located in the girl’s lavatory that Moaning Myrtle lives in,” Kristen replied.
“Can we go down there?” James asked.
“I don’t think anyone has been down there since the second Wizarding War. Besides, you would need to know Parseltongue to get into the chamber in the first place.”
“My dad used to speak Parseltongue. Maybe he has a recording of him saying something in Parseltongue that I could use. If I was able to find a recording, would you go into the Chamber with me?”
Kristen took a deep breath. To be honest, the idea sounded rather stupid to her. However, the chances of him finding a recording were very slim and if he did find a recording, she’d get to explore another part of the school.
“If you can find a recording of your dad speaking Parseltongue, I shall go with you into the Chamber of Secrets,” Kristen stated.
James smiled. He hadn’t expected her to say yes. It was a great surprise that she actually did. Now he really had to find a recording
“It’s getting quite late, I should really head up to my common room and I would suggest that you do the same. I won’t give you detention for walking around the school after hours, but I’m sure another prefect wouldn’t hesitate to,” Kristen stated as she gathered her stuff.
With one last smile towards James, she turned and walked out of the library. James stared after her for a minute, wondering why it had taken him six years to realize how amazing she was.
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