Harry Potter :Diamond Heart

Harry re-dressed himself, grateful to be warm and dry, even if he would have to come back later. He'd already suggested, several times, that he do this in the Room of Requirement which could cater to almost every whim. His ancestor had never taken the idea very well.

Slytherin had been outraged that he'd wanted to use Godric and Rowena's room rather than his, and incensed that Harry would try something so dangerous somewhere he could not be present to offer assistance. He suspected that Salazar's ire had at least as much to do with the former as it did the latter.

'Actually,' the painting decided, 'before you leave, I should teach you a very useful charm. There are plenty of things that you don't want or need others to discover and this piece of magic can be enormously useful in managing that once you've mastered it.'

'What's the spell?'

'The memory charm,' the founder revealed with unnecessary drama. 'I know the incantation and wand action already,' Harry agreed. Lockhart had claimed to be very good with the charm and he'd certainly demonstrated some power over it when he'd wiped every adult thought from his own mind. It could be very useful. At the very least he could use it to sabotage his rival champions. It would be tragic if they happened to forget their solutions to the first task a few moments before it began.

'You need to know exactly what you are removing' Salazar told him firmly, 'else you could end up doing significant damage. It's almost impossible to remove events that have great meaning or importance on a permanent basis as the mind clings to them and they resurface. Once an idea is ingrained it can be very hard to get rid of, so the sooner the charm is performed the better. Focus on wiping something clean, a board, a window, any such visualisation will work. Mastering it will take some time' 'How exactly am I to practice this?' Harry inquired.

'Well once you have a rudimentary grasp you can ask someone to let you test it once, and then do it over and over again.' Slytherin chuckled. 'They'll never notice and as long as you only remove small things you won't do any lasting damage or leave any suspicious gaps.'

'I'm sure I can find a more moral way,' Harry smiled. As amusing as it would be to play pranks on Malfoy, or Ron, or anyone who had wronged him, it was quite a bit too dangerous to try his novice obliviation on another person.

'I would not suggest that you test it on yourself,' Salazar warned.

'I'm not going to,' Harry responded. There were plenty of things that he'd like to forget. The sensation of ripping his soul apart was the first thing that came to mind, and it was shortly followed by Fleur's kiss, Katie's betrayal, and a horrible image of a naked Dudley.

'Good,' the founder said dryly. 'You're much better than you used to be, but you still have moments of brainless Godricness now and again.'

'I'm going to the library,' Harry told the painting, hefting it back over the bridge into the study. 'I'll come down here to practice once I have a solution or two.'

It was somewhat inevitable that Viktor Krum and Hermione were once again in the library. Harry strode around the back of their table, confident that Hermione was not going to look up from her book, and if she did, he was sure he should not care. She had wronged him, broken his wand, there was no reason that he should be afraid of or avoiding her. People only avoided those they knew that they had wronged, or those that might hurt them.

Hermione was neither to him.

Harry pored over the section on the anatomy of magical water creatures, now he regretted abandoning the Care of Magical Creatures at the start of the year. He wasn't exactly sure what he was looking for, so he browsed through every book that seemed like it might be vaguely useful.

'You're looking at water creatures too,' someone muttered shyly behind him. Harry whirled and too find Neville, who squeaked in surprise at his sudden motion and at the sudden appearance of the first few inches of Harry's wand.

'I am,' he replied calmly, tucking his wand back out of sight. 'Sorry, Neville, I didn't mean to startle you.' 'I'm easily startled,' the nervous boy assured him rather morosely. He looked really rather miserable.

'What are you doing here?' Harry asked him. Poor Neville looked like he hadn't been sleeping.

'Returning a book,' he explained, 'at least until I saw you over here.'

'And now?' The shy, clumsy Gryffindor shifted uncomfortably under his gaze.

'I was going to make you an offer,' he admitted eventually. 'I thought it might be the best way to speak with you.'

'What kind of offer?' Neville wasn't wrong, but Harry couldn't think of anything he had that might be useful.

'Well I couldn't help but notice that Hermione has been checking out and reading books to do with water creatures and transfiguration in her attempt to help Viktor Krum.' There was surprising condemnation in the boy's voice. Evidently disloyalty was something that Neville truly could not understand or condone. Harry's respect for him grew a little.

'The second task is underwater,' Harry told him. Neville was certainly not going to help his rivals after being so scathing of Hermione, one of the few who had always been kind to him, over her betrayal.

'What do you know about Gillyweed?' Neville asked with sudden confidence.

'I assume I might find it useful,' Harry deduced, 'given the name and its relevance to our conversation.'

'It would let you breathe underwater with ease,' Neville assured him. 'I don't know where you'd find any on such short notice. It grows in the Mediterranean and isn't normally harvested until summer.'

'I have a way of breathing underwater,' Harry said absentmindedly. 'I just need to perfect it.'

'Oh.' Neville looked very downcast and Harry took pity.

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