Savage: The Night Wizard - (A Harry Potter Fanfic)

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Harry and I were still walking calmly towards our common rooms, and on that walk I kept looking at the boy next to me, wondering if I should make that request to him.

And this request had to do with all the confusion full of revelations and discoveries that happened yesterday in our training session, and in fact it would be more correct to say that all of that had happened because of this request.

And for those who still didn't understand, the request I was talking about was about the translation of Salazar Slytherin's diaries and books.

And I didn't know what the contents of these diaries were, but they belonged to one of the founders of Hogwarts and were kept in one of his most secret places, and so I was sure that there would be something very important written in them.

'Well, in the end I'll only be able to find out what's written in those diaries and books if I can read them, and for that I'll need the help of the trouble magnet next to me' I thought, finally making my decision.

And now that I had made up my mind about what to do, I turned to Harry, who was looking straight ahead without paying attention to his surroundings.

"So Harry," I began to say, starting the conversation and making the golden boy look at me, "Before you go to your common room, there is something I would like to talk to you about, or more precisely, I have a request for you."

"Huh? What request?" He asked curiously.

"Well, I need and wanted your help to translate and decipher the texts of some diaries and books that I found," I replied, which made Harry blink.

"Do you want my help translating texts?" he looked at me with a strange expression.

"Yes," I nodded, "And you'll understand why I'm asking you this when you see the diaries and books… But for that we need to go somewhere more private," I said, looking around and noticing that there were some portraits in the corridor we were in.

"Oh well, then why don't we go to the classroom on the fifth floor where we do our training?" Harry suggested.

"That is a good place, but I know another place that is more private and much more comfortable," I said, and Harry looked at me with a raised eyebrow.

"Really? What is this place?" he asked me curiously.

"You'll see when we get there," I replied, which made him snort.

And then I turned to start walking towards the place I was talking about, but after taking two steps I stopped, before turning to Harry who was following me.

"Oh, and don't worry, I'm sure you'll like it there… Unless you don't like the color blue very much," I said, looking at him with a small mischievous smile.

"Huh?" and hearing this Harry looked at me confused.

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-Some Time Later-

Harry and I didn't have to walk far to reach our destination, mainly because we were already heading in its direction since the moment we left the Quidditch pitch.

And to end all the mystery the place I was talking about was obviously the Ravenclaw Tower, and after we arrived in front of the entrance to the tower I answered the riddle of the bronze eagle-shaped knocker.

And after answering the riddle the passage that led to the Ravenclaw common room opened, and I wasted no time before entering, with Harry hesitating a little before following me.

"Err… Are you sure it's okay for me to be here?" Harry asked, looking around the Ravenclaw Common Room with an anxious expression.

"Don't worry, no Ravenclaw will try to kick you out of here or anything." I dismissed his concerns with a dismissive wave of my hand.

"I don't know, Ethan... What if Professor Flitwick finds out? He might take points off us or even give us detention for me being in another house's common room," the green-eyed boy argued.

"Well, Gryffindor might have a problem if a student from another house entered their common room, but Ravenclaw is different," I said.

"Really?"

"Yeah, and if we didn't want students from other houses to come in here, our password wouldn't be a simple fucking riddle," I replied with pursed lips, still thinking this was one of Rowena Ravenclaw's stupidest ideas.

"Well... You have a point," Harry nodded slowly.

However, even after I said that, he still continued to look nervously at the ravens in the common room, only to notice that most of them weren't even paying attention to him.

And those who noticed the Boy-Who-Lived's presence in the common room only glanced at him once before ignoring him and going back to what they were doing.

'Uh, I guess they don't really care about me being here' Harry thought, before shrugging and continuing to follow me.

And then I continued to guide my Gryffindor friend through the Ravenclaw common room, and arriving in front of the stairs that led to the male dormitories we began to climb it, heading towards my room.

And arriving in front of the door of my room in the fourth-year dormitory I turned to Harry.

"Well Mr. Potter, welcome to my incredible, mysterious, and fantastic lair," I said, opening the door and gesturing into my room dramatically.

"Wow," Harry blinked, entering the room and looking around, "It's big and quite spacious here... And the decor is amazing," he commented, somewhat impressed.

"Thank you," I said, entering the room as well, "It took me a little over an hour to get it like this, but in the end the effort was worth it."

And hearing this Harry turned to me, "Were you the one who decorated your room?" he asked me a little surprised.

"Yes," I nodded, "And I was also the one who increased the size of the room to make it more spacious and comfortable."

"Wait, and you're allowed to do that?" he looked at me strangely.

"I guess so, since I've been doing this since my first year and neither Professor Flitwick nor Headmaster Dumbledore have complained about it yet" I shrugged.

"I see," Harry said, before looking around again.

And now that he knew that I was the one who decorated and organized the entire room, he found the place even more impressive.

And paying more attention to the details of the decorations, the furniture, and even the objects in the room he realized that everything had a touch of magic, and looking at the ceiling he saw that it was enchanted to look like the night sky just like the ceiling of the Great Hall, which made him blink in wonder.

"You know, what you've here is amazing, and I wish I could do the same in my dorm," he commented.

"Well then why don't you do it?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I would do it, but I share a room with the other boys in my year, and I don't know if they'd like that… And besides, I don't even know if Professor McGonagall would allow it," Harry replied, grimacing.

"Look, I don't think your roommates will complain if you decorate your side of the room, since they can do the same with theirs too... And I also don't think anyone in their right mind would mind if the room they share with 4 other people got bigger" I said, making Harry look at me.

And listening to what I said he stopped to think for a moment, nodding as he realized I was right.

"And about Professor McGonagall," I said again, taking the boy with glasses out of his thoughts, "I really don't think she'll try to stop you from decorating your room, but if that happens I can try to convince her to let you do it," I finished.

"Really? You would talk to her?" Harry asked.

"Yeah, no big deal," I shrugged.

But for Harry this was a big deal, as he immediately started smiling, "Thanks man, I can already imagine what my room will look like after I finish it" he said excitedly.

"Uh, don't get too excited. I haven't spoken to Professor McGonagall yet, so we don't know if she'll allow it," I said, looking at him strangely.

"Yeah, yeah, true." Harry nodded, but there was still a smile on his face.

'As if Professor McGonagall would refuse a request from Ethan. Everyone at school knows he's her favorite student' the green eyed boy thought.

And I didn't know what Harry was thinking, but for some reason I felt like it was about me, which made me narrow my eyes at him.

But shaking my head I decided to put that feeling aside, focusing back on the reason why we were in my room.

"Okay, let's leave this decoration talk for later, we have a more important matter to discuss right now," I said, seeing Harry nod at me.

I then approached the table that was in the corner of the room, and putting my hand inside my shirt I took out my shrunken suitcase that was on the chain around my neck.

And placing the mini suitcase on the table I canceled the shrinking spell that was on it, making it return to its normal size.

'Well, now I just hope Harry is actually able to read what's written in those diaries and books' I thought, placing my hand on the suitcase's locks.

End.

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