He had given Luna detention and forced her to come to his office where he had stunned her and moved her to the classroom. He had planned on using a blood ritual, on sacrificing her and her magic, and blaming it on Harry. The thought made Harry scoff slightly as he doubted Lockhart would be able to actually draw the correct runes required for a successful ritual, especially for something that complicated. Runes was an extremely complex concept, after all. The next part of his plan was that he was going to give Harry a detention, stun him, and force him to watch as she died before planting false memories in his mind.
He had planned to make Harry believe he had done the ritual.
Lockhart knew he would still be caught for being a fraud, but this way he would drag the Potter brat down with him! The memories would make the child think he was guilty and, even if he tried to hide it or cover up the crime, he would be caught, blamed, and thrown away just like he was about to be. It was perfect—not only would the brat suffer seeing his little girlfriend die, but he would end up in Azkaban as well. With the plans found, Harry violently pulled out of the man's mind, hoping to cause him the maximum amount of pain when doing so.
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Harry felt his magic straining to release once he pulled out of the man's mind. How dare he?! Wordlessly, he thrust his hand out and knocked the man out, but not before locking him in a nightmare. Lockhart would be trapped in his version of hell until Harry woke him up.
"I think I understand why rabbit and peacock go together so well, little moon," he said after taking a deep breath. Luna giggled. "I knew you would."
Harry turned to the girl then and saw she was looking a lot better. "Did you know he would target you?" he asked, concerned with how she allowed herself to be hurt.
Luna tilted her head. "I didn't not know," she said softly, knowing Harry would be upset.
Harry prayed to Merlin for strength. "Luna…," he said, drawing her name out.
"I knew he would try something but it wasn't clear until today! And I knew you would come for me, my Lord. I knew I would be fine." Harry sighed. "I will always come for you Luna, but promise me that you won't put yourself at risk next time."
Luna smiled a blindingly. "I can't promise that. If putting myself at risk helps you then I will do it. I think we would all do it for you, my Lord."
Harry tutted and walked towards the smaller girl. "I would never ask that from you or anybody else."
"I know! That's why you're so special, Harry."
Pulling her into a hug, Harry turned and observed the slightly twitching form of their current Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. "How do you suppose we're going to get him to the chamber?" he asked.
Luna giggled. "The map, silly."
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Levitating and disillusioning Lockhart's body from the 7th floor to the 1st floor girls' bathroom was actually easier than Harry had first anticipated. Luna held the map and directed them so they didn't encounter a single person or ghost on the way.
Yet their luck didn't hold out as they were greeted by Myrtle. The ghost girl stared at them before narrowing her eyes at Harry. "What are you doing in here? This is a girl's bathroom! Have you come to make fun of me, to bully me for my glasses?" she cried, not pausing for breath between her accusations.
'Then again,' Harry thought, 'she doesn't need to breathe.'
Before he could respond, Luna spoke up with a bright smile and a tilt of her head. "Hello again, Myrtle."
"Why have you brought a boy in here?" she asked Luna, her tone on the word boy making it sound like an accusation.
"This is the boy I was telling you about, Myrtle. This is Harry." Harry watched their interaction with fascination. He knew the old Luna got on with most of the ghosts, but he hadn't known she also spoke to Myrtle. Harry had been lucky so far in all of his visits to the Chamber he had yet to meet the dead girl.
"Oh, you're Harry," Myrtle said, getting closer to him. A lot closer than he was comfortable with, actually.
Hiding his discomfort, he smiled. "Hello Myrtle, it's nice to meet you."
The ghost giggled and blushed. "Hello," she said.
"Would you mind standing guard for us, Myrtle? We have something that needs disposing of," Luna asked.
The ghost nodded, whenever she looked course, Luna! Anything Harry."
still giggling at Harry. "Of for you and
Harry held back his groan. Even in this life he was doomed to be stalked by the ghost.
"Thank you," he said and watched as she disappeared with another giggle.
Sighing, he looked at Luna, who was also silently giggling.
"It's not funny, you know," he said. With obvious effort Luna managed to straighten her face and curb her laughter. "Of course not, my Lord."
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