{Abandoned Classroom, Hogwarts}
{2nd Sep 1991}
{3rd Person POV}
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'Huh...' Rigel was confused about why Harry would say parents, but since the seats and table in the abandoned classroom weren't floating he guessed that Harry was at least calm enough to talk about it.
"What do you mean?" Rigel asked. His question was apparently too complex as Harry's face morphed into a stoic look, he looked like he was struggling to comprehend what holy wisdom Rigel had just spilled out.
"You're a Parselmouth aren't you?" Harry asked, he finally gave in to the urge to get to know more about his own family as he gave away a major clue that could get him into some trouble.
"Yeah, what has tha-" Rigel paused midway through his rhetorical sentence as he sat up straight. He had considered dealing with the Malfoy and dealing with the Slytherin house but he had entirely forgotten about the two other Parselmouth. While Voldemort was still in the back of his head, he didn't even think about what this news would do to Potter.
Rigel concentrated as he whispered, "Canss youss understandss mess?"
To anyone else this it would seem like Rigel had gone mad and he started hissing some stuff randomly, but Harry could understand him perfectly, he didn't know how to talk in Parseltongue though so he nodded.
"Huh, didn't know that our resident savior was a hidden dark lord as well," Rigel commented to lighten the mood. Harry's face on the other hand turned into a grimace as the boy complained, "Don't even say that, there were students from upper year gathered around our classroom trying to get a good look at me." Harry grumbled as he walked over and sat down on a seat.
'Hmm, so Harry must have thought we are somewhat related... but why is he here, if he lived with the Dursleys for 18 years...' Rigel shuddered at the thought and decided to explore a little bit.
"I didn't know that the Potters were related to Slytherin?" Rigel asked. "And why are you in the house of brave and idiots?"
Harry brushed away the insult as he shrugged, "I dunno, everyone I met kind of hated Slytherin with a passion. Plus I met Draco..." his face morphed into a frown, "he had surprisingly unpleasant ideas toward muggleborns."
"Yup, that would do it," Rigel jested in good humor getting a smile from Harry. He had multiple options in front of him right now. He could be a mentor to Harry, and make sure Dumbledore doesn't manipulate the boy too much, but that would mean getting the attention from the ancient Headmaster who glowed like the fucking sun to his senses so he would like to pass on that.
'Secret friend/ family member type beat is it then,' Rigel decided. He didn't want to be involved in the plot too early, Harry could deal with Quirell this year and he would deal with the diary next year as a gift, then he could catch scabbers before the rat does a runner, that way he could deal with the plot of the third and the fourth book and hopefully delay the revival of good old Voldy.
Rigel had a plan to grow strong before the end of 4th or 5th year so he was entirely okay with this much change in the timeline.
"So somewhere somehow we are related?" Rigel asked.
Harry nodded at him, his eyes bright as he looked excited by the possibility. Rigel had to dampen his mood a little bit though, he did not want a green-eyed follower disrupting his plans.
"Well, it makes sense, although I need to research more into how this trait transfers because almost everyone in the wizarding world is related somehow," Rigel spoke getting a confused look in response.
"Geez you didn't even look at your family tree?" Rigel asked getting a frown from the boy.
"I tried to find a lot of books but I couldn't find it anywhere, everything about the potters just had my name and fake stories plastered on it," Harry replied. Rigel had to shake his head as he asked the green-eyed wizard, "Where exactly did you search for this family tree?"
"Flourish and Blotts?" Harry asked as he gave Rigel a sheepish smile.
"...That's what happens when you send Hagrid to introduce wizards to the magical world," Rigel mumbled but Harry took offense to that. "Hey, he's fine alright... He's just a bit different."
'It seems like Hagrid and Harry became fast friends again,' Rigel thought as he nodded to Harry and raised his hand in a soft apology.
"Alright, Alright..." Rigel acknowledged Harry's views and spoke, "Alright I understand, anyway, you should have gone to your accounts manager. Not only do you need to do that to get your heirship claim started but he would be able to give you the necessary details about your family tree. The Potter's were an old house you know..."
"Oh!" Harry spoke as he gave Rigel a wide-eyed look, Rigel shook his head and then told him a solution, "You can talk to Prof. McGonagall, she would be able to take you to Gringotts on a weekend and you can sort through these things then."
"Thanks," Harry nodded as he gave Rigel a relieved smile. An awkward silence consumed the two as Rigel kind of forgot what he had planned.
"Right, so the hat put you in Gryffindor, that would be a problem." Rigel muttered as Harry gave him an embarrassed look, at his raised eyebrow the Boy-Who-Lived admitted, "I kind of bullied the hat into placing me in Gryffindor."
"Did you attribute all Slytherins as Draco clones? And here I thought that Weasley didn't rub off on you through the train journey?" Rigel teased and Harry shrugged, he did do that so there was not an excuse.
"Alright, I don't suppose we could meet each other often otherwise both of us would quickly be shut out from our houses. If you need to talk just send me a letter through a school owl alright and I'll do the same." Rigel spoke as he stood up, he looked as Harry did the same and another idea popped into Rigel's head.
"Do you mind if I use your owl to run an errand?" Rigel asked.
Harry shook his head and replied, "No, Hedwig would appreciate a longer flight, she had been cooped up in the castle so she wouldn't mind..."
"Alright give me a minute," Rigel spoke as he pulled out a parchment and started writing a quick and concise letter.
"Who are you writing a letter to?" Harry asked as he walked a bit closer.
"A certain busy journalist who had the time of her life writing a bunch of articles yesterday and I'm sure her imaginative quill must have several dozen more, ready to be set off tomorrow!" Rigel spoke as he finished the short note. He folded the parchment and nodded to Harry.
"Alohomora~"
"Let's go!"
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AN - Back in Dorms! Took a little break!
P.S- 30+ Chapters on P.atreon!