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i wouldn’t be on this godforsaken website if i never saw this musical so

A Very Potter Musical Sketches

who else found AVPM and fell in love with it? especially the slytherins?

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magic (7)

Draco Malfoy fanfic 

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pairing: Draco x reader genre: shifting realities, romances  plot: you were shifting realities for the lols, but ended up in harry potter universe with Draco Malfoy as your companion  a/n: long time, but hope y’all enjoy this <333 

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The sharp branches cut your skin, the rocks painfully dug into your feet, but you kept ongoing.

The silence of the damp dark forest grew louder in the darkness of the endless shadows. Your heartbeat in your ears, your lungs burned from running too long, your legs beginning cramp.

But you weren’t stopping.

You didn’t stop no matter how much it hurt. Because deep in your heart that shivered with the fear, you knew if you slowed down, or stopped, you would get caught by the thing chasing you. You didn’t know what it was, you couldn’t remember exactly what had frightened you so much that you wouldn’t stop running even when as you throat began bleeding from dryness.

You could feel the coldness closing in around you. It licked your ankles, teasing you as your fear rose.

“No.” You begged in your mind, desperate. The words slowly falling onto you your lips, “No. No. No.

“No, please, not like this.”

You rose in your bed just as Draco entered the dark dorm room. His piercing light eyes met yours in confusion, and then with a flick of a finger, the fireplace lulled to life.

“Naptime, muggle?” Draco scuffed walking in, clearly still displeased with you getting him detention with Granger.

“It’s the only thing I can do apparently,” you shrugged as you got out of the bed. You wondered if you should tell Draco about the dream.

But it was just a dream. A dream you’ve been having for many nights now.

But, nonetheless, it was just a dream.

“What are you doing here?” You clicked your tongue at Draco as he settled on the armchair loosening his tie and throwing his head back.

Images flashed through your mind. Your mouth on his pale skin, your tongue tasting his skin. Your fingers loosening the tie, slowly opening his white shirt and letting him take over your mind.

Draco’s lips curled into a smile, before he snorted, “I can feel you ogling me, muggle.”

“You wish,” you tore your eyes away, as your cheeks flamed red. You kept your eyes cast on the wall as you hid your hands in the holes of the sweater you had borrowed from Draco’s closet, “Shouldn’t you be at detention?”

Draco snorted as slid backwards over the arm of the armchair, his legs hanging over the edge as he sighed, “Taking a rest before I get tortured, thanks to you.”

“Fine,” you frowned looking at him, but he kept his icy blue eyes on the ceiling, “if it’s so terrible, I’ll come along and suffer with you.”

Draco looked back to you, a knowing smile spreading onto his lips, “Be my guest muggle.”

“Enjoying yourself, muggle?” Draco sneered over his shoulders, peeking back to find you struggling on the uneven surface.

You gasped almost tripping over an overgrown root but catching yourself before you fell onto the dirt. “I really thought you guys would have detention like normal people, or I don’t know, at least together.”

“Don’t think, muggle,” Draco replied, as he stepped over a large root, and then watching you as you followed him. Once you were over he continued walking, “Whenever you think of something, it never works out.”

“That’s not true,” you frowned.

“Well, you thought of helping me suffer through this detention, yet all you have offered is your company,” his blue eyes twinkled with humour as he checked back at you with a smile, “which is quite honestly making this whole thing less bearable and more torturous.”

You glared at his back, not being able to find a good comeback. However, the answer dissipated as a small smile started on your lips. Your eyes followed his robe elegantly falling over his shoulders as he walked through the enchanted forests. The buckets in his hands wobbled overwhelmingly at tricky steps making some of the bile brown water to splash onto his black material.

Draco hissed as another splattered wet his robe before he turned around to face you, “This could all have been avoided if you had just listened.”

“Listened?” You chortled, as you stopped in your tracks and stared at him glaring at you. The smile gone from your lips, “I should have listened? No, this wouldn’t be happening if you had just agreed, or at least tried to talk to me about it. You really left me with no choice.”

“No choice?” He snorted darkly, his tongue poking the corner of his rosy lips in frustration. His piercing blue eyes turned back to you, the intensity causing butterflies in your tummy.

You held onto every bit of self-control you had to stop yourself from looking away from his gaze.

“If I’m not mistaken it was you who made me blurt out in class to Professor Hambridge that cost us this bloody detention in the first place. I was given no stupid choice; it was you who made the decision.”

“Right, blame the muggle.”

You strutted past him, bumping your shoulder against him. You smiled wickedly as you heard him grumble as a new wave of the potent liquid fell onto his robe.

You heard him sigh after a moment, and began following you. Draco caught up next to you, taking the lead once again. Once he arrived at the pond, he placed the buckets down, lifting one up to empty it.

You grabbed the other splashing the water out of the bucket and into the pond following Draco who was doing the same. A smile sprung on your lips as you took in his light blonde hair flopping against his forehead freely, and a foul frown etched onto his lips.

“Disgusting,” he grunted as he jerked his hand, trying to rid whatever imaginary droplets had remained onto his long elegant hands. His gaze flickered towards you before it settled on you with a confused frown on his lips.

“Why are you smiling like that?”

“Like what?” You shrugged, looking away from him and onto the pond swarming with brown unknowns, your face void of any emotions.

“The way that you were,” his blue eyes narrowed, as he took a dangerous step towards you. You couldn’t help but look back up meeting his questioning stare. “What are you thinking of, muggle?”

You swallowed nervously as you looked away from him and his icy blue eyes that pulled you in closer.

“Your hair,” you kept your eyes averted, but you could feel your cheeks flame under his gaze as it remained on you. “It looks nice like that.”

Draco stopped in his tracks, his eyes widening before he quickly looked away too. Your eyes flickered between him and the gloomy forest that was suddenly filled with sunshine.

You bit your lip to stop yourself from smiling like an idiot when you noticed the rosy blush on Draco’s cheeks.

“Whatever,” you muttered, turning on your heels. The empty bucket swung around with you as you marched into the tree line. You kept walking speedily, trying to outrun your racing heart.

You were an absolute idiot flirting with Draco Malfoy.

It was different when you were trying to shift realities and meet Draco. That Draco Malfoy would be whoever you wanted him to be. He would’ve been spicy, but he wouldn’t be the muggle-hating Draco Malfoy who stood by the murky pond right now.

He wouldn’t have hated your existence, and your survival wouldn’t have depended on him either.

This was not okay, you can’t flirt with Draco Malfoy. It didn’t matter how insanely beautiful he was, or how much he made your heart skip a beat, you will not. You could not risk it.

Not unless he tried something, but that was near impossible.

You were so lost in your thought that you didn’t realise where you were walking.

“You stupid muggle!” Draco caught up next to you, his hand on your shoulder stopping you in your tracks. Your skin burnt even through the thick layers of Draco’s autumn clothes you had piled on. Draco’s face pulled into a sneer as he gritted through his teeth, “You are going the wrong way.”

“Oh, sorry,” was all you could mutter, as you looked away from his eyes.

Draco didn’t say anything, taken aback by how easily you gave in.

“This way,” he looked at you sceptically, leading you towards another direction.

You followed Draco through the dark and gloomy forest. Your eyes flickering between the uneven ground, and his soft light hair that remained perfect even through the trek.

“What is the future like, muggle?” Draco asked, after a while, his eyes looking straight ahead.

You bit your lip thinking about it for a moment, before saying, “Muggles have magic.”

Draco’s wide eyes turned to you in shock, making you laugh.

You threw your head back, the laughter bubbling out of your chest as your voice loudly echoed through the dense forest.

Laughter flowed out of you so easily, that it made your heart sink. You realised how long it had been since you had last laughed so freely. You wiped away the tears from the laughter and hint of sadness and pushed down the feeling that was trying to creep out from where you had hidden it.

Right now wasn’t the time.

Draco watched you for a few moments, his lips in a tight line but his eyes soft. He cleared his throat and looked forward once again, continuing down the path. He spat out the question, “Magic and muggles?”

“Well, it’s technically not magic magic,” you followed him, your eyes wandering through the thick trees. “It’s magic achieved through technology.”

“Technology?” Draco sneered, peering back at you, annoyed. “That already exists.”

“Yes, but there is a lot of advancements,” you replied. “We have moving pictures too! But you need a laptop or a phone or something digital to see it in.”

“A laptop or phone?” Draco murmured, confused. Before offering, “A telephone?”

“Yes, a portable telephone,” you caught yourself, almost tripping over a fallen branch. “Do computers exist right now?”

“You are meant to be the muggle,” Draco sighed, but nodded nonetheless.

“I have bad memory,” you pouted slightly, before continuing, “A laptop is a portable computer that fits onto your lap-”

“Hence the name,” Draco nodded. “Makes sense.”

You chuckled, nodding, “And a phone is a telephone and a computer in one, and fits into your palm.”

Draco looks back over his shoulder, staring at you blankly. He slowly blinked and looked away, nodding, “That is quite impressive... for muggles.”

“I mean, there are really bad things going on too,” you softly continued. “While the good is good, the bad is really bad, and there’s too much bad in the world.”

“Bad?”

“The people, the society,” you sighed. When Draco didn’t say anything you continued, carefully. “You know, how the magic world has purebloods and mudbloods and muggles, and all that bad, stupid and senseless stuff, we have that too. But it’s race instead.”

“Race?”

“Depending on the skin colour, the ethnic features of a person defines how they are treated,” you explained shrugging.  

“We’ve learnt about this in muggle studies,” Draco turned and looked at you. After a moment he whispered, “I’m sorry.”

You felt the breath kick out of you, as you looked away from him.

“It is all senseless stupidity,” Draco said, still looking at you. You nodded, keeping your eyes low.

And then you finally lifted them to meet his icy eyes, glowing with the warmth. You bit your nails into your palm to stop yourself, but you couldn’t help yourself, “Then why do you do it?”

The softness in Draco’s eyes instantly vanished as darkness swirled in them. His jaw locked and fists clenched by his side.

“The divide between Purebloods and Mudbloods is nothing but labels. It literally means nothing, it’s nothing but hate and pointless childish tantrums. It’s exactly what muggles are doing, it’s no better.”

Draco didn’t say anything for a long moment. His throat bobbing, as he swallowed nervously, before meeting your eyes, “You have no idea what you are talking about.”

“Whatever it is, Draco,” you took a step towards him, your voice desperate. “It can’t be --”

“That is enough for today,” Draco turned, his voice cold again. There was no curiosity or lightness in his voice. You sighed and followed him down the forest that looked the same to you no matter which way you turned.

Your eyes travelled up towards the sky as you took a deep breath to calm yourself. You reminded yourself that maybe not now, but you need to have this conversation with Draco.

However, your thoughts changed into confusion when you saw something move along the treetops. Your eyes narrowed to watch more carefully; your heart and feet stopping once you realise what it was.

“Draco,” you rasped, not looking away from the branches that were slithering. “Is this the right way?”

“I am certain I know this forest better than you, muggle,” Draco spat, his tongue sharp, but the easiness slowly returning. When you didn’t reply, he looked over his shoulder to you.

He turned around as he let out a tired sigh, “What’s the hold-up? Spot a good place for a little tea, princess?”

You kept looking above noticing the slithering of the branches increase. You felt your tummy drop as you croaked out through a whispered cry, “Draco, look up.”

Draco groaned, muttering something under his breath, but whatever it was, it died immediately.

“Do not move,” he whispered under his breath, “Do not speak or breath. Do not make the slightest noise.”

You just nodded, your sweaty palms holding onto the empty bucket tightly.

“Now, walk over to me, carefully,” Draco told you. Your frightened eyes finally moving away from the creatures above to his alarmed cold eyes.

You tried moving but your knees felt made out of rubber and your feet cemented to the floor. Your heart shook in your chest and lips bit with fear.

Draco’s sharp eyes softened as he slowly lifted a hand towards you, “It’s okay, there is no need to be afraid. They won’t hurt you.”

You held his gaze, as golden swirled in your chest.

You wouldn’t get hurt, not because those slithering creatures won’t hurt you. No, you won’t get hurt because Draco Malfoy won’t let them hurt you.

There was no need to be scared. It’ll be okay.

You took a deep breath in, holding it as you took silent steps towards him and his outreached hands. You lifted your shaking hand, your eyes not leaving his piercing blue ones, watching you, waiting for you as you walked towards him.

You placed your shivering hand in his cold ones. The breath you were holding in slipping out of you, as you took a step closer towards him. His cold fingers wrapped around yours, his eyes watching yours for a moment longer, before he turned away slowly.

His hands tightened as he led you out of the forest.

You followed him in a daze. You no longer noticed the branches that slithered as you walked past them. Even when glowing eyes blinked open and followed you, you weren’t scared.

Electricity danced through your veins, as his cold hands gave you the warmth of a summer afternoon. You watched his broad shoulders, the robe that elegantly draped across them. The paleness of his neck, and the snow-kissed strands of his hair that tickled the nape of his neck.

You let him take you away.

You trusted him.

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You observed from Draco’s side as you walked towards Hermione Granger. You watched as she physically tensed up, spotting the boy who looked like winter walk towards her. Her big eyes concentrated on Draco as he strolled closer to her.

She wasn’t paying attention to whatever the student standing in front of her was saying; all her attention was on Draco.

Your eyes flickered to Draco, his face cold and sneering as always. But he didn’t have that cocky smirk or smile that he normally adorned before he began relishing the torture of his peers.

“What do you want, Malfoy?” Hermione spat before Draco even reached her.

Draco snorted, reaching back into his robe and pulling out an old-looking book. He held it out to her, a mocking smile on his face but his words kind, “Here. The library said you wanted to have a read. You have three days before I want it back.”

Hermione stared at him, her brown eyes round with shock before narrowing with suspicion, “Whatever prank you are trying to pull, it won’t work, Draco.”

Draco rolled his eyes, a corner of his lips lifting with darkened humour before he threw the book at her. Hermione caught it before the hardcover could collide against her nose. She gasped in surprise and anger as she glared at Draco who stared at her with a cold smile, “Three days, mudblood.”

Before she could say anything, Draco already began walking away. His hands tucked into his black trousers under his robes. You followed hot on his trails, his eyes meeting yours for a moment as he rose his eyebrows, excited.

“I don’t think calling her mudblood has the desired effect that we want to achieve, Draco,” you clicked your tongue at him as he led you through the shortcuts to the Slytherin dorms.

“I don’t think there’s anything else I could call her,” Draco spat back, his tongue dripping with distaste. “What would I even call her if not that?”

“Hermione? Granger? Bro?” You offered.

“Bro?” Draco frowned, confused, “That sounds crass.”

“Right, cause mudblood is honourable,” you retorted, entering Draco’s room. You made a beeline towards the bed, collapsing onto it letting out a guttural sigh. “I am so exhausted.”

“And who’s fault is it that we got detention?” Draco asked as he discarded his robe.

“Well, technically it was you who got detention.” You called out as you stared at the ceiling your arms and leg spread open.

Draco just snorted in reply, before disappearing into the bathroom. When he came back out, you turned to lay on your tummy watching him as he dried his hair with a white towel.

Your cheeks heated as you gulped nervously.

Draco Malfoy was a sight to behold in his everyday polished black suits and black robes, hair done to perfection. But nothing could compare to the white-blonde haired devil standing in front of you at the foot of the bed, looking down at you. A hand rubbing his white strands with his long fingers, the first few buttons of his black pyjama set opened revealing his pale skin.

You wanted to reach up and unbutton it more.

Your cheeks flushed more as you thought of the things you wanted to do to Draco Malfoy. While being friends with Draco was one the main object of trying to shift realities, you had realised that getting railed by him would not be a such a bad added benefit.

Indecent images raced through your mind. His long fingers tangled in your hand, pushing your head down as he groaned. His cold rings digging into your neck, cutting out your breath as he chocked you and spat in your mouth.

Oh lord.

“I’m going shower,” you rose up at once. You didn’t look back at Draco as you walked into the bathroom, discarding your clothes instantly and walking into the cold shower, yanking it to the heat from hell.

You walked out calmer. Your hair rolled up in the towel on the top of your head, and you straightened Draco’s plain black shirt as you walked out.

“Don’t you have any t-shirts?” You groaned, fidgeting with a button, as you groaned into the armchair opposite Draco. When he didn't reply, you lifted your gaze to find him with a book in his hands.

A different book, but same subject, “Do you have a paper on consciousness?”

Draco didn’t say anything, he just sighed and put the book down. He lifted up the basket bringing out tonight’s dinner.

You shot him a sweet smile grabbing your plate from him.

Draco only sneered at disgust, but didn’t comment and settled into his chair and began eating.

You watched him for a moment. It was quite surreal seeing Draco Malfoy; the Slytherin Prince, sitting in an armchair, eating dinner awkwardly from his lap. You felt your heart swell as he took a gruff bite of his bread, frowning as he struggled to balance the plate.

Draco could easily eat in the dining hall with everyone else, like a normal person on a table. But instead, since the first day you had arrived, Draco would always eat with you in his room. You couldn’t deny, even though he struggled, he had improved a lot at eating so unmanneredly.

“This is uncivilised,” he sneered as he took a sip of his wine. You bit your tongue to stop yourself from saying something that might ruin this moment.

“I think the food is delicious,” you gave him a cheeky smile, making him roll his eyes at you.

“So what,” Draco rose a perfect eyebrow as he placed his plate onto the table. “All we can do is wait for that mudblood to join us?”

The fireplace crackled, the shadows of the flame falling over you both as you snuggled into your armchair with your dinner plate.

“Us?” You rose your eyebrows mockingly, making him roll his eyes as he slumped into his seat. “There are other things we need. For instance, Luna and Neville.”

“Are any of your required things not students I loathe?” Draco sighed, rubbing his forehead in annoyance.

“Oh, and Fred and George too.”

“Merlin, muggle,” Draco groaned. “Not the Weasleys.”

“They’re the only ones!” You defended, putting the plate down. Draco flicked his finger with a ring, and it disappeared instantly. “You like Fred and George.”

“Yes, far away from me,” he replied instantly.

“Okay, fine,” you folded your arms, as gave him a smug look. “You name a group of people who you know you can trust completely and would help us.”

“Well, Pansy and Blaze, for starters.” He stammered, his eyes widened in a slight panic as he tried to come up with more names. Once he couldn’t think of any more, he groaned once again, sighing a frustrated, “Fine.”

“Fine,” you shrugged, “they can join us too, but are you sure you can trust them?”

You wished instantly you could take those words back, as soon as they left you. You watched Draco flinch, as the looseness in his body from the afternoon, tightened instantly as he straightened up.

His piercing eyes met yours, burning you with its coldness.

“Can’t trust us, muggle?” Draco spat, his voice low with distaste. “Scared we’ll go running off to our Death Eater parents and ruin your little plan?”

“Draco,” you whispered, your voice barely above a breath. Your hands wanted to reach for him, to hold his hand and take him away from the darkness that began to shadow him. “I didn’t mean it like that-”

“It doesn’t matter,” he cut you off, your gaze following him as he got up from his seat. He leaned in closer to you, his warm breath kissing your forehead, as the smell of green overcame your senses. His eyes burned so darkly, your heart sunk low, “It will never matter what you think.

“Never forget what you are, y/n,” your heart stopped as he said your name. He didn't ever say it after the first night you showed up in his room. But now that he did, he said it with so much bitterness and hatred it pierced through your heart painfully, “You are a muggle.

“You are nothing.”

His fingers curled around the edges of the armchair, as he leaned over you. His face a few inches away from yours. His rosy lips curled into a cruel sneer, his tongue sharp and dripping with venom.

Your eyes burned with tears as you stared into his sharp eyes shining with the bitter victory. His lips turning into a sinister smile, as he took into your frowning lips. He enjoyed seeing you hurt, he enjoyed seeing you affected by his poisonous words.

You tore your gaze away from him, looking at the fireplace instead.

Draco remained for a beat more, before chuckling darkly and moving away.

He walked away from you and into his closet, returning with a coat on. He didn't have to say it, you could tell he was not returning back to the dorm tonight.

“I trust you,” you spoke softly. Draco halted in his steps, not moving. He didn’t look back at you. He didn’t say anything, he just remained still. You studied his back, as it got rigid with every passing second. “I trust you, Draco Malfoy, with my life.”

Draco didn’t say anything. He remained still for a few more moments, and then his blonde hair disappeared behind the heavy dark wood doors.

And then a few moments later, a piece of chocolate cake and hot chocolate appeared.

You bit your back, trying to hold back the tears, but you couldn’t stop them. You curled into your seat, crying as you watched the hot chocolatey beverage and the delicious piece of chocolate cake.

Prick, you thought, as you took a bite of the cake.

And you could swear you heard the faintest chuckle in your head, but you brushed it off as imagination.

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tagged by @fishandchipsandvinegar <333

Rules: put your music on shuffle and list the first ten songs then tag ten people. (Consider yourself tagged if you want to share your music taste!)

1. She Keeps Me Warm-Mary Lambert

2. Human-dodie

3. F.O.M.O-Scotty Sire

4. Molly-Lil Dicky (ft. Brendon Urie)

5. Below My Feet-Mumford and Sons

6. 26-Paramore

7. Falling Slowly-Once the Musical

8. Granger Danger-Starkid

9. At the Ballet-A Chorus Line

10. Would You Be So Kind-dodie

Nothing too wild xD I did an 11th one and it was Ready Now by dodie, what can I say?

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Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets: Archetypes and Hero’s Journey

“‘It is our choices… that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities,’” (Rowling 333). J.K. Rowling’s novel entitled Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets is a novel shaped by the choices that its characters make. Do they choose to give into their fear of what is foreign and unknown, or do they take the time to explore it and understand it better? Do they choose to stand idly as their fellows are terrorized, or do they choose to try and stop it? Do they choose to fight for what is right, for good, or do they give into their own ambitions and fight for the forces of darkness? As each of Rowling’s characters follow their own paths, their archetypes emerge, further defining them. Perhaps most importantly, as Harry faces the obstacles presented to a novel’s hero, readers get the chance to experience his journey alongside him. As they develop a fondness for him because of his relatability, they can only hope that he makes the right choices and triumphs over evil at the end of the novel.

           Harry Potter embodies the Hero archetype in Rowling’s novel because his status as an individual “distinct from” the rest of the story’s characters makes him easy for readers to relate to, (Vogler 29). At the onset of the novel, Harry is depicted as being different from the Dursleys because of his past—he was adopted by his aunt and uncle. Harry’s status as an outsider is accentuated by the fact that he is a wizard and the Dursleys are Muggles who fear his power, especially when he makes empty threats. At school, Harry stands apart from the other students because of the fame he gained after defeating Voldemort and his ability to talk to snakes. As several of Hogwarts’ students begin to fear that he is the Heir of Slytherin on account of his being a Parselmouth, he is ostracized and even feared by more and more of the student body. As Harry begins to feel increasingly unwelcome at school, readers find it easier to relate to the boy wizard. Their ease stems from the fact that they’ve all been in Harry’s position before—they’ve all been unwelcome in social situations; they’ve all been outsiders.

           Harry is also the novel’s hero because he is “the most active person in the script,” (Vogler 31).  He is present in every chapter and every major event. Furthermore, the novel surrounds his experience during his second year at Hogwarts; it is driven by “his will and desire,” without him, the novel simply could not exist, (Vogler 31). Harry is also the individual “who learns or grows the most in the course of the story,” (Vogler 31). His instructors continue to teach him magic, his allies teach him about wizard culture—the meaning of words like “Mudblood” and “Squib,” the ingredients necessary to produce Polyjuice Potion and its use, etc. At the end of the novel, Harry sacrifices his own safety and well-being in order to ensure that no one else is attacked by the basilisk and that Ginny’s life doesn’t end prematurely. As he descends into the Chamber of Secrets, readers notice that Harry is riddled with both unease and self-doubt. Rowling writes “every nerve in Harry’s body was tingling unpleasantly. He wanted the tunnel to end, yet dreaded what he’d find when he did,” (304). His fears aren’t unfounded—without the help of Fawkes the phoenix and Gryffindor’s sword, Harry would have succumbed to the chamber’s horrors. With the basilisk blinded by Fawkes’ talons and the sword to replace his lost wand, Harry managed to defeat the basilisk, but it cost him. The basilisk bit him and its blood was poisonous. Slowly, his life ebbed away from him—he had sacrificed himself for his best friend’s sister. “Thick, pearly tears were trickling down [Fawkes’] glossy feathers,” falling into the wound the snake had inflicted, (Rowling 321). Knowing of the great lengths that Harry would go to protect his friends, that his heart was pure, Fawkes used the curative properties of his tears to resurrect Potter. He rewarded him for his sacrifice and Harry was born again, a newer, stronger wizard who would finish the task of bringing Ginny home.

           Three Mentors arise to help Harry on his quest. The first is his best friend Ronald Weasley, who continues “teaching [and] training” Harry in various aspects of wizard culture, (Vogler 40). For example, Ron shows Harry how to “de-gnome” a garden, explains that “Mudblood” is a derisive term, that a Squib “‘is someone who was born into a wizarding family but hasn’t got any magic powers,’” etc. (Rowling 145). Hermione Granger is the second of Harry’s Mentors. Hermione can be classified as a Mentor as well because she crafts a Polyjuice Potion and explains its use. She also realizes what monster lurks in the Chamber of Secrets before anyone else. Although she had been petrified and couldn’t tell Harry directly, she had torn a page out of a book and scrawled “pipes” beneath the entry on basilisks, (Rowling 290). As a result, she was able to express her thoughts to her friends upon their discovery of the paper she clutched in her hands. Finally, Dumbledore is the third of Harry’s three Mentors and he certainly looks the part. He is an elderly wizard with a long white beard and half-moon spectacles, but it is not his appearance alone that makes him a Mentor. Dumbledore may be classified as a mentor because he teaches Harry a valuable lesson—that it is one’s choices that define who they are. At the end of the novel, when Harry struggles to view himself as a Gryffindor because of his similarities to Salazar Slytherin, Dumbledore explains what differentiates them. Although Dumbledore admits that they do in fact possess some similarities like “‘his own very rare gift, Parseltongue — resourcefulness—determination — a certain disregard for rules,’” he also expresses the idea that Harry’s choice to ask the Sorting Hat not to be placed in Slytherin made him a different person, (Rowling 333). Harry’s decision to voice his desires is what separates him from Slytherin and Voldemort, who chose very different paths for themselves. Thus, Dumbledore satisfies another aspect of the Mentor archetype because “giving gifts is… an important function of this archetype,” (Vogler 40). Dumbledore provides Harry with peace of mind because he explained what made Harry a Hero and Voldemort a villain. By extension, he also explains how Ron and Hermione’s continued support made them both friends and Mentors.

           Threshold Guardians provide the hero with “obstacles,” which they must overcome in order to continue on their quest, (Vogler 49). Thus, “testing of the hero is the primary dramatic function” of this archetype, (Vogler 50). Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets contains two Threshold Guardians. The first is Dobby, the house elf. Upon their initial meeting, Dobby says “‘Harry Potter must not go back to Hogwarts,’” (Rowling 16). In order to make it easier to convince Harry to stay home, Dobby withholds Harry’s mail so that he will think that no one cares about him and the Special World will seem less inviting. By expressing his wishes and alluding to the reasons behind them, Dobby challenges Harry by forcing him to uncover the truth about why he hadn’t been receiving letters. He also forces Harry to find a way to defy his will. When Harry refuses to give in, Dobby bolsters the gateway leading to the Special World by making it more difficult for Harry to continue his journey. He accomplishes this feat by magically dropping Aunt Petunia’s pudding onto the floor, causing Harry to get into trouble with the Ministry of Magic for what they assumed was the underage use of magic outside of school. This put Harry at risk of expulsion. Dobby’s actions spur Vernon Dursley, Harry’s second Threshold Guardian, to tighten his grip. In addition to having all of his magical supplies locked away, Vernon “paid a man to fit bars on Harry’s window... [he] let Harry out to use the bathroom… Otherwise, he was locked in his room around the clock,” (Rowling 22). Thus, Vernon issued his challenge: if Harry could find a way out of his room, then he could go back to Hogwarts. To a Muggle, this was an impossible task, since Harry couldn’t use magic and had no way to communicate with the outside world. So, Vernon relaxed, knowing that Harry had no way of returning to the “accursed” school he and his family hated so much. Unfortunately, Ron sensed that something was wrong and came to the rescue with his two older brothers Fred and George, freeing Harry from his prison so that he could continue his journey.

           Dobby also serves another important function in Rowling’s story; he fills the Herald archetype. “Herald characters issue challenges and announce the coming of significant change,” (Vogler 55). When Dobby insists that Harry should not return to Hogwarts, he issues a challenge. He forces Harry to defy him in order to obtain what he wants—the chance to return to the Special World. When Dobby begins to betray his master, explaining why Harry should remain with the Dursleys, he carries out the latter portion of the Herald’s description. Dobby states that there is ‘“a plot to make most terrible things happen at Hogwarts… this year,’” (Rowling 16). He alludes to the danger that awaits in the Special World, suggesting that what Harry will find at Hogwarts is anything but peaceful. Although life isn’t pleasant for Harry at the Dursleys, readers can expect that his life will be just as unpleasant at school. Furthermore, they can expect a shift from a relatively safe world devoid of magic, to one filled with magic and mayhem. It is obvious that Harry’s life is about to change.

           Shapeshifters are “shifting and unstable… [making them] difficult for the hero and the audience to pin down,” (Vogler 59). Ginny Weasley wears this archetypal mask in Rowling’s novel because her personality is constantly changing before both Harry’s and reader’s eyes. When we are first reintroduced to her character at the Burrow, Ginny appears to be a shy individual who is infatuated with Harry. She constantly blushes around him and has a tendency to make a fool of herself in his presence. For example, during breakfast one morning, she “put her elbow in the butter dish,” after Harry asked her a question, (Rowling 44). At Flourish and Blotts, Ginny appears courageous when she defends Harry from Malfoy’s ridicule. After the basilisk’s first attack on Hogwarts, Mrs. Norris, Filch’s cat, is petrified. Most of the student body doesn’t care because they associate her with Filch and detention. However, Ginny’s softer side is expressed by her being “disturbed by Mrs. Norris’s fate” because it demonstrates her ability to sympathize and empathize with others, (Rowling 146). When the school begins to suspect Harry of being the Heir of Slytherin, Ginny’s brothers Fred and George begin to crack jokes about Harry’s affairs with his “fanged servant,” (Rowling 210). Ginny doesn’t find the jokes funny, suggesting that she is deeply upset by them and how Harry is viewed. Since she doesn’t want anyone she cares about to be viewed negatively, she can be described as both loyal and protective. On Valentine’s Day, Ginny reverts to the reader’s initial view of her—that of an adolescent girl infatuated with a boy she hardly knows, when she gives Harry a valentine. When Ginny tries to tell Harry and Ron about Riddle’s diary and the Chamber of Secrets, she appears both craven and uneasy. When she tried to talk, “no sound came out,” and when Percy appeared, she “jumped up as though her chair had just been electrified,” (Rowling 286).

Finally, when Ginny lies unconscious in the Chamber of Secrets, Tom Riddle explains how he fed on her secrets in order to grow stronger. When he reveals that Ginny stole the diary back in order to protect her secrets from being divulged, Ginny is humanized as she grows more and more relatable. Our ability to relate to Ginny is enhanced by the types of things she revealed to Tom: ‘“how her brothers tease her, how she had to come to school with secondhand robes and books… [and] how she didn’t think [the] famous… Harry Potter would ever like her…’” (Rowling 309). Ginny’s secrets make her more relatable because everyone has been teased or ridiculed, everyone has gone out in clothes that embarrass them, many people struggle with poverty, and many people have had fears that those they love don’t love them back. Thus, Ginny’s character and her secrets prove to be extremely profound because she speaks directly to Rowling’s target audience: children and adolescents, who are struggling with all of the same things as the young witch. With her last shift, she becomes “one of us,” an individual riddled with self-doubt and social problems. By having her act as the Shapeshifter, Rowling ensures that Ginny can speak to everyone, guaranteeing that they all feel as though they “belong” in her readership.

The Shadow archetype “challenge[s] the hero and give[s] her a worthy opponent in the struggle,” (Vogler 66). The Shadows in Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets are Tom Riddle and the basilisk. The basilisk is a Shadow because it petrified several students with its gaze. One of these individuals was Hermione Granger, the intellectual in Harry’s trio. Without her help and guidance, Harry and Ron struggled in their classes, trying to uncover the truth about the Chamber of Secrets, etc. If it hadn’t been for the page they discovered clutched in her hand, they may not have realized what was going on and Harry may not have satisfied his role as the novel’s Hero. The basilisk also proved to be a physical threat when Harry was fighting it in the Chamber of Secrets. This is in part because of its size and brute strength, in part because of the powers of its gaze, and the poisonous properties of its blood. Although Harry managed to slay the beast with Gryffindor’s sword, the basilisk had bitten him, causing “white-hot pain [to] sprea[d] slowly and steadily from the wound,” (Rowling 320). It made his vision “foggy,” (Rowling 320). If Fawkes had not been present to heal Harry with his tears, then Harry would have died in the Chamber of Secrets.

Tom Riddle fills the Shadow archetype as well because he was the individual who orchestrated the attacks on Hogwarts. He was the individual who first opened the Chamber of Secrets, unleashing the basilisk, which killed Moaning Myrtle. He also led to Hagrid’s expulsion from school, because the attacks were blamed on Hagrid’s pet spider, Aragog. His second wave of attacks, which occurred fifty years later while Harry attended school, caused several more students to be petrified. Riddle also provided Harry with a mental and emotional challenge because he used Ginny Weasley, his best friend’s sister, to gain power and obtain a corporeal form. With Ginny as his unwilling puppet, Riddle managed to minimize the threats posed to the basilisk and his power because “‘she strangled the school roosters,’” whose crow has the capacity to kill it, (Rowling 310). As Riddle gained more and more control over Ginny, her own power waned, causing Harry to realize that Riddle held her life in his hands. Thus, Harry knew that he had to tread lightly because Ginny’s life hung in the balance—if he made one false step, each of them could die. Thus, he had to devise a way to stop Riddle quickly and without magic, not only because he wanted to live, but because he didn’t want Ron and his family, whom he considered friends, to suffer the pain of Ginny’s demise. Finally, Riddle writes “I am Lord Voldemort,” forcing Harry to push aside the pain of their past history together in order to triumph, (Rowling 314). Since Voldemort killed Harry’s parents and harmed several of the people he loved, this proved to be a challenge because Harry knew firsthand what Voldemort was capable of.

Allies are often “friendly figures who fight [at the hero’s] sid[e], advise and warn them, and sometimes challenge them,” (Vogler 71). Hermione Granger is one of Harry’s two allies. She may be characterized as an ally because she is Harry’s friend who often advises him on how to proceed. For example, when Harry begins to suspect that his rival, Draco Malfoy is the Heir of Slytherin, she devises a way to question him. She explains that Polyjuice Potion “‘transforms you into somebody else,’” which would allow them to turn into Draco’s closest friends, (Rowling 159). As a result, they would be able to convince Draco to confide in them, which in turn, would allow them to stop him from harming anyone else. Furthermore, Hermione realizes that a basilisk is the creature terrorizing the school. She also assumes that the beast is living in the pipes. When Harry and Ron discover her theory by uncovering a note she held when she was petrified, they become more capable of stopping Lord Voldemort.

Ronald Weasley is Harry’s second ally because he is a loyal friend who fights at Harry’s side. Ron demonstrates his loyalty when he chooses to put aside his fear of spiders and follow Harry into the Forbidden Forest. After following the trail of young spiders, they encounter Aragog, who explains what transpired fifty years prior when the Chamber of Secrets was first opened. When Aragog’s children attack them, Harry manages to escape with Ron’s help and Mr. Weasley’s enchanted car. Ronald Weasley proves his loyalty again at the end of the novel when he follows Harry into the Chamber of Secrets to rescue Ginny and destroy the basilisk. Following a cave-in, he becomes trapped behind a rock wall and cannot support Harry with his presence anymore. However, he agrees to “‘try and shift some of this rock…so [that Harry] can get back through,’” (Rowling 304). His words lend Harry strength—they demonstrate that Ron knows that Harry can succeed in rescuing Ginny and defeating the basilisk. They also demonstrate Ron’s willingness to help despite his limitations because they show that he will still be there for Harry when he returns and help ensure their return home.

The final archetype is the Trickster, which “embodies the energies of mischief and desire for change,” (Vogler 77). Often, the archetype provides “comic relief,” (Vogler 78). Peeves is one of the story’s Tricksters because he is always wreaking havoc. For example, he dropped a “vanishing cabinet… from a great height,” destroying the expensive piece of furniture and giving Filch more to clean up, (Rowling 128-129). He also calls attention to the individuals who had been petrified by screaming “‘ATTACK! ATTACK! NO MORTAL OR GHOST IS SAFE! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES! ATTAAAACK!’” (Rowling 203). Since Harry had been alone in the corridor, people began to suspect him of foul play. Thus, Peeves accomplished what he set out to do—he changed the calm atmosphere to one filled with fear and panic simply because he appreciated mischief. The Weasley Twins are also Tricksters because they do their level best to break rules and provide comic relief. An example of their comic interludes includes the time that Fred “bewitched [Percy’s] prefect badge so that it now read ‘Pinhead,’” (Rowling 212). An example of their mischief-making would be the time they fed fireworks to a salamander, causing a “spectacular display of tangerine stars [to] show[er] from [its] mouth,” (Rowling 131). As a result of their actions, readers can surmise that they strive to change dull or unpleasant moods to lighter and happier ones. Alternatively, when they make mischief, it would appear as though they strive to create a sense of unease because they derive pleasure from other’s discomfort.

The Ordinary World is the first stage of the Hero’s Journey. In Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, the Ordinary World is the Dursley’s home. It sets “a baseline for comparison” to the Special World, which allows readers to view it as the author intended—as being special, (Vogler 87). The Dursley’s residence contrasts sharply with the Special World presented at Hogwarts for several reasons. First, Harry’s school supplies are locked up so that he has no access to magic. Second, Hedwig is locked in her cage for the entirety of the summer, so he has no contact with the outside world. Third, the Dursleys don’t appreciate Harry for several reasons, including the fact that he is a wizard. As a result, they treat him harshly and make his life as unpleasant as possible. Finally, being that Vernon Dursley “paid a man to fit bars on Harry’s window,” the boy wizard experienced limited mobility and a lack of freedom, which kept him from doing the things he wanted, (Rowling 22). By describing all of the things that make Harry’s life at the Dursley’s unbearable, Rowling establishes what the Hero “[is] lacking,” (Vogler 91). As a result, readers can surmise that Harry will find all of the things he is lacking in the Special World—the ability to perform magic and to communicate with others, a sense of love and acceptance, and freedom.

The Call to Adventure is designed “to get a story rolling,” (Vogler 99). This stage suggests “that it’s time for change,” (Vogler 100). In Rowling’s novel, this stage of the Hero’s Journey occurs when Dobby comes to warn Harry not to return to Hogwarts. When the house elf reveals “‘there is a plot… a plot to make most terrible things happen at Hogwarts,’” the plot begins to pick up and readers sense that the story’s mood will become even darker, (Rowling 16). Despite Dobby’s insistence that Harry should stay home, the Call is issued because Dobby’s words allude to both the horrors and the adventure that await Harry at Hogwarts. In addition, it clearly states that the safety he experiences at the Dursleys will not be found at Hogwarts. As a result, readers come to the conclusion that Harry’s life is about to change drastically.

The third stage of the Hero’s Journey is Refusal of the Call, which involves the Hero “trying to dodge the adventure,” (Vogler 108). This stage was not present in Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets because Harry was eager to return to the Special World. He says, “‘but I’ve got to go back… It’s all that’s keeping me going. You don’t know what it’s like here. I don’t belong here. I belong in your world — at Hogwarts,’” (Rowling 16). He refuses to give in to Dobby’s wishes and insists on returning to the Special World for another adventure because he recognizes that the Ordinary World is no place for him and that it’s slowly stifling him. Furthermore, Harry wishes to return to the Special World in order to protect the individuals that may be imperiled by the insidious plot that is unfolding. In sum: this stage of the journey isn’t present in Rowling’s novel because Harry feels obligated to use the information Dobby provided him. He needs to play the role of the Hero again in order to protect the Special World, to keep it from becoming as dark and as miserable as the Ordinary World he longs to leave behind.

Sometimes, characters “refuse a Call until [they’ve] had time to prepare” for what lies ahead, (Vogler 117). Often, this involves meeting with their Mentor who may give them advice or some other form of assistance. This stage occurred when Ron and his twin brothers Fred and George came to rescue Harry from the Dursleys. Although Harry accepted the Call by insisting that he return to Hogwarts, he had no way of returning to the Special World because he had been locked in his room. As a result, he needed to devise a way to escape in order to continue on his quest. Although he could not communicate with Ron, Ron sensed that something was wrong when he failed to receive any owls from Harry. When he arrived at the Dursleys and realized what had transpired, Ron “pulled [the bars] clean out of the window” with the help of his older brothers and his father’s magical car, (Rowling 25). As a result, Harry was set free. Harry also gained the ability to prepare for the journey ahead because he gained access to both Hedwig and his school supplies. As a result, he could arm himself with magic and communicate with Hedwig’s assistance. Finally, he regained access to one of his three mentors: Ronald Weasley, who would continue to coach him in wizard culture.

The next stage in the Hero’s Journey, Crossing the First Threshold, “is an act of the will in which the hero commits wholeheartedly to the adventure,” (Vogler 127). It is the point at which Harry cannot turn back. This portion of his quest transpires when he and Ron take Mr. Weasley’s flying car to school because they missed the train. As “the Hogwarts Express… streak[ed] along below them,” the boys managed to follow until they arrived at Hogwarts, (Rowling 71). Upon their arrival, the boys finish Crossing the First Threshold because they’ve arrived in the Special World. With little chance of escape, both boys are now immersed in the world of adventure and the danger that Dobby promised. As a result, readers come to the conclusion that Harry’s next venture is about to begin.

Tests, Allies, Enemies is the next stage of the Hero’s Journey. It is a “period of adjustment to the Special World” known for “testing” the Hero, (Vogler 136). During this time lines are drawn as both friends and enemies reveal themselves. This step on Harry’s journey transpires while he is at Hogwarts. This is due to the fact that he is tested in many ways. First, he is tested by his teachers in various subjects as they help to prepare him for the upcoming Ordeal. Harry also strengthens his friendship with both Ron and Hermione, who help him to uncover information pertaining to the Chamber of Secrets. Hermione helps by suggesting that they use a Polyjuice Potion in order to question Draco Malfoy about the Heir of Slytherin. She explains that the recipe can be found ‘“in a book called Moste Potente Potions… in the Restricted Section of the library,’” (Rowling 160). After devising a plan to acquire a copy, she brews the potion, allowing their plan to gain information to unfold. Ron assists Harry by questioning Malfoy under the guise of the Polyjuice Potion. He also helps by following Harry into the Forbidden Forest so that they can question Aragog about the first time the Chamber was opened. As a result, the group’s ties are tested as they put themselves at risk of discovery and their lives on the line. The Hero and his Allies are also forced to race against time—they have to discover who the Shadows are and stop them before more people are hurt and the school is closed.

During this stage readers begin to see signs of the Shadow as well because the basilisk has begun to attack the people of Hogwarts, petrifying several individuals. Draco Malfoy, Harry’s rival and “competition in love, sports, business, or some other enterprise” reasserts himself during this stage of Harry’s journey, (Vogler 138). First, he challenges Harry in sports because he was named Slytherin’s “new Seeker,” (Rowling 111). As a result, he will be in direct competition with Harry, who is the Seeker for Gryffindor’s Quidditch team. Furthermore, Draco’s access to the latest model broomstick, the “Nimbus Two Thousand and One,” gives him an advantage over Harry who uses a slower model, (Rowling 111). As a result, Harry’s skill will be tested as he is forced to make up for the difference in speed between the two brooms. Second, Draco’s view on who should be able to attend Hogwarts differs from Harry’s. Harry wants the school to be a safe place where everyone can learn magic, while Malfoy wishes it was populated with only pureblood witches and wizards. As a result, when the basilisk begins its attacks on the school, Malfoy cheers it on and hopes that it kills Hermione. Malfoy’s support of the Shadow’s actions adds another degree of depth to Harry’s problem—if Draco discovers the Shadow’s identity, Harry will be forced to contest Draco in the dark arts as well.

The Approach to the Inmost Cave lies at the “heart” of the Special World. It is an “intermediate region between the border and the very center of the Hero’s Journey,” (Vogler 143). This stage transpires when Harry, Lockhart, and Ron open the Chamber of Secrets and make their way inside. I have made this characterization because the Chamber lies “miles under the school,” (Rowling 302). The Chamber’s physical location suggests that it rests at Hogwarts’ core, making it the school’s heart. Furthermore, the Chamber rests at the edge of the Special World and leads into a subset, where Harry will face his Ordeal. He is willingly leaving the relative safety of Hogwarts’ familiar halls behind in order to challenge the Shadow in a place that is both novel and unfamiliar to him.

The Ordeal involves “facing the greatest challenge and the most fearsome opponent yet,” (Vogler 155). This event transpires when Harry reaches the end of the Chamber of Secrets and encounters Tom Riddle because Riddle is Lord Voldemort’s living memory. He was the Shadow that arose in Harry’s first year at Hogwarts, and he is the Shadow that haunts him now. Furthermore, since Harry initially failed to realize the danger Tom posed, he lost his wand and his ability to use magic. As a result, Harry is forced to find another way to defeat him. In addition, Tom is the individual who controls the basilisk, which presents another set of dangers because the beast possesses brute strength and “a murderous stare… all who are fixed with the beam of its eye… suffer instant death,” (Rowling 290). Therefore, Harry is forced to fight a battle on two fronts—a physical battle with the basilisk and a mental battle with Riddle, who will not cease to taunt him. Eventually, Harry manages to slay the basilisk with Gryffindor’s sword and Fawkes’ help, but “one long, poisonous fang was sinking deeper and deeper into his arm,” (Rowling 320). As Harry’s life begins to ebb away, he carries out the latter portion of this stage: “heroes must die so that they can be reborn,” (Vogler 155). In Harry’s case, he is reborn in the Resurrection stage of his journey.

           Following the defeat of both Tom Riddle and the basilisk he controlled, Harry “lay[s] claim to [his] Reward” in the next leg of his journey, the Reward stage, (Vogler 175). Being that Harry walked away from the Ordeal with his life, he earned three rewards. Harry’s second reward was Ginny, who “stirr[ed]” following Riddle’s demise, (Rowling 322). As “they stepped over the motionless coils of the dead basilisk” and retraced their steps through the Chamber of Secrets, they returned to both Ron and Lockhart, leaving the horrors of the Ordeal behind, (Rowling 323). They had both survived and Harry was able to give the Weasleys a gift: the life of their family member. Harry’s final reward arose when the Weasleys discovered what Harry had done—they were beside themselves with appreciation. “‘You saved her! You saved her!’” Molly Weasley exclaimed, awarding Harry with the knowledge that he had brought peace and happiness to a distraught family, (Rowling 327).

           The tenth stage of the Hero’s Journey is the Road Back. It involves “returning to the starting point or continuing on the journey to a totally new locale or ultimate destination,” (Vogler 187). This leg of Harry’s journey transpires directly after he receives his reward for overcoming his Ordeal. It involves his return to the entrance of the tunnel with his rewards in hand and his escape from the Chamber of Secrets with both Professor Lockhart and the Weasleys. “In a rush of wings, they were flying upward through the pipe… [then] it was over — all four of them were hitting the wet floor of Moaning Myrtle’s bathroom,” (Rowling 325). The Road Back occurs during this time because Harry returns to two starting points. First, he returns to Ron and Lockhart, who were trapped by a cave-in at the onset of his Ordeal. Then, he finds his way back to the Special World where his adventure first began.

           The Resurrection “is the climax… the last and most dangerous meeting with death,” (Vogler 197). Since Tom Riddle stole his wand from him, Harry was forced to fight the basilisk with the help of Fawkes and the sword of Gryffindor. Despite the odds that were stacked against him, Harry managed to slay the Heir of Slytherin’s monster, but in so doing, acquired a fatal wound as the basilisk’s poisonous fang sank into his flesh. He could feel the poison burning him, “his vision went foggy,” but Fawkes saved Harry because he recognized him for what he was: a hero who was willing to sacrifice his own life for another, (Rowling 320). Fawkes cried into Harry’s wound, “thick, pearly tears” that reversed the adverse effects of the basilisk’s poison, (Rowling 321). Thus, Harry was “cleans[ed]… of the smell of death… and retain[ed] the lessons of the ordeal,” (Vogler 198). He cheated death and was purified by Fawkes’ tears as they washed the basilisk’s poison away. As he was resurrected, Harry was reborn into a new life where he possessed all of the knowledge he had learned on his journey—that phoenix tears had restorative properties, Ginny’s secrets, the events that transpired each time the Chamber of Secrets was opened, etc.

           The final stage of the Hero’s Journey is the Return with the Elixir, in which the hero “return[s] to their starting place, go[es] home, or continue[s] the journey,” (Vogler 215). At the end of the novel, Harry “walked back through the gateway to the Muggle world,” leaving the Special World behind, (Rowling 341). By choosing to go back to the Dursleys, Harry returned to the place where his journey began. He returned home, completing the cycle of his Hero’s Journey. He also set the stage for the onset of his next adventure in the third novel within Rowling’s series.

           Light vs. Darkness is the only symbolic archetype, “a representation of a specific person, act, deed, place, or conflict,” present within Rowling’s novel, (“Symbolic Archetypes”). This archetype manifests itself through the actions of the story’s Hero and its two Shadows. Harry represents the “light” aspect of this archetype because he fights against the forces of evil. He sets it upon himself to discover what is attacking the school and the significance of the Chamber of Secrets. He fights to find a way to keep the attacks from happening so that Hogwarts can remain open and everyone can feel safe. When Ginny is stolen, he descends into the Chamber and confronts the novel’s Shadows so that he can rescue her. He thrust Gryffindor’s sword “into the roof of the serpent’s mouth” and “plunged [the basilisk’s fang] straight into the heart of [Riddle’s diary],” destroying both Shadows, (Rowling 320 & 322). The novel’s Shadows—Tom Riddle, Heir of Slytherin, and the basilisk, represent the “darkness.” They are the embodiment of evil because Tom uses the basilisk in order to further his agenda. He uses the beast to petrify the students who lack pure blood, so that Hogwarts can be made to reflect the image of what Salazar Slytherin felt Hogwarts should be. The basilisk is evil because he is a tool: he inflicts harm upon the people of Hogwarts because he petrified several individuals and struck fear into their hearts; no one felt safe. Thus, within the context of Rowling’s novel, the “light vs. darkness” archetype can be viewed as the classic fight between good and evil, in which good always triumphs.

           The inclusion of the “light vs. darkness” symbolic archetype within J.K. Rowling’s novel entitled Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets enhanced the story by providing it with something that Rowling’s audience would find both familiar and easily recognizable. Being that the archetype embodied the fight between good and evil, it alluded to a comfortable pattern of occurrences and the story’s outcome where the “good guys” save the day. As a result, readers knew from the novel’s onset that they would not be disappointed or depressed by its ending because the darkness simply could not win.

I appreciated Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets for its nostalgic value, but didn’t enjoy it as much as the first novel in the series for a few reasons. First, this novel included a large amount of recap, which I don’t enjoy. Second, I wasn’t particularly fond of the new characters who were introduced into the story—individuals like Moaning Myrtle and Lucius Malfoy. Third, while I liked the idea behind Rowling’s story, I didn’t feel as though it was executed particularly well in part because of her writing style and poor use of grammar, and in part because there was too much going on. There were too many subplots detracting from the heart of the story. With that being said, I felt as though it was a good novel to analyze for archetypes because it possessed a strong representation of each of the eight archetypes described in Vogler’s book The Writer’s Journey: Mythic Structure for Writers.

In conclusion, J.K. Rowling’s novel entitled Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets contains at least one example of each of the major archetypes. Harry is the Hero because of his growth and the sacrifices he makes, Dobby and Vernon Dursley are Threshold Guardians because they try and keep Harry from returning to the Special World, Dumbledore, Ron, and Hermione are Mentors because they each teach Harry valuable lessons, Dobby is the Herald because he hints at impending change, Ginny is the Shapeshifter because our impression of her character is constantly changing, Tom Riddle and the basilisk are the Shadows because they embody evil, Ron and Hermione are allies because they help Harry on his journey, and the Weasley Twins and Peeves are the Tricksters because they provided mischievous energy and comic relief. Harry’s Hero’s Journey begins in the Ordinary World, where he is living with the Dursleys. It culminates in the Special World where he defeats the Heir of Slytherin and his monster before returning home.

Works Cited

Jamerson, Joyce. “Symbolic Archetypes.”

Rowling, J.K. Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets. N.p.: Scholastic, 1999.

Vogler, Christopher. The Writer’s Journey: Mythic Structure For Writers. 3rd ed., Michael Wiese Productions, 2007.

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I saw you do a fic rec and I wanted to know if you know of any good 8th year drarry fics or any drarry fics where Harry and Draco come back to hogwarts as professors

Anonymous said: Hiya! Do you know of any fics with Drarry teaching at hogwarts? Thank you!!Anonymous said: So first of all, your recs are amazing and perfect omg 😍 and secondly, can you rec me your favorite fics where Harry is a DADA teacher (either with or without Draco being a potions professor).

HELLO, YES!!! Professor!Drarry is one of my favorite things ever!!! This list will cover all types of professing—all classes and some in which only one of them is a Professor :)

(Also for @king-of-the-gay, here are my 8th year drarry recs! I hope you enjoy both lists!)

Professor Drarry Recs

Professor Potter and his Magical Menagerie by dracogotgame (7.5K)- Harry Potter descends on Hogwarts with a horde of magical beasts. Professor Malfoy is not amused.THIS FIC IS A HILARIOUS ADORABLE MASTERPIECE. It’s one of my favorites and Draco is so oblivious and he thinks he’s feared and hated but really he and Harry are the students’ favorite Professors and it’s just SO CUTE. (Potions Prof. Draco and Care of Magical Creatures Prof. Harry!)

All Life is Yours to Miss by Saras_Girl (115K)- Professor Malfoy’s world is contained, controlled, and as solitary as he can make it, but when an act of petty revenge goes horribly awry, he and his trusty six-legged friend are thrown into Hogwarts life at the deep end and must learn to live, love and let go.I will never stop loving this fic. Contains petty pranks, one of those pranks going horribly wrong, Draco feeling guilty, a giant beetle named Stanley who is my favorite OC ever, Draco learning to be a fucking amazing Professor who cares, and hours of (Transfiguration) Professor Malfoy sitting by Flying Instructor Potter’s bedside. UTTERLY LOVELY.

The Re-education of Draco Malfoy by Veritas03 (31K)- In the aftermath of the war, it has been noted that many of the young witches and wizards who attended school during the second rise of Voldemort have received sub-standard educations. As a result, Hogwarts opens an adult education program in the summer to bring these students up to par in the workforce. Draco Malfoy, desperate to pass the NEWT for DADA, is among them. But his hopes are dashed when, on the first day of class, Draco discovers – to his horror – the new DADA professor has never even taught before – and is a student himself, still trying to pass Potions. And anyway – just how is Draco supposed to stay focused in class when Professor Potter is so totally hot?I feel like the summary says it all for this fic. Being forced to go back to Hogwarts and Harry is Draco’s DADA Professor?! YES 100000000 TIMES

Newts by Astolat (14K)- “I’m twenty-eight!” Harry said. “I’ve been an Auror for ten years! You want me to go back to Hogwarts now?“Pretty much the reverse of the above fic! Harry, on the cusp of becoming Head Auror, is forced to go back and get his NEWTS because of some ancient law. Potions Professor Draco does not make it easy for him ;). TRULY AMAZING!!

Homecoming by November Snowflake (27K)- Harry thinks spending two weeks as a guest lecturer at Hogwarts will offer the perfect chance to get away from his troubles. Then he meets his assigned faculty guide: Potions Master Draco Malfoy.The kids are great in this fic and the development of Harry and Draco’s relationship is (of course!!) fabulous as well. I especially love it because both of them interact a lot with each other’s children AS THEIR PROFESSORS

Healing Touch by Digitallance & Arineat (19.5K)- After an accident forces Harry away from professional Quidditch and back to Hogwarts, he discovers the healing abilities of a certain former Slytherin.Found this fic while searching for massage!drarry (hehehe) and was NOT DISAPPOINTED. Harry is the new flying instructor and Draco is the potions professor who is quite willing to help Professor Potter with his injury ;)

In Pieces by dysonrules (85K)- Harry returns to Hogwarts as the new DADA instructor, only to find his teaching efforts thwarted by a very familiar ghost.THIS FIC THO! It is amazing and touching and it just took me apart and then put me back together again. It has all the angst you would expect to find considering Draco is a ghost but also I SWEAR THERE IS A HAPPY ENDING AND IT MAKES SENSE AND IS NOT PREDICTABLE OR CLICHE AND IDK HOW SHE EVER THOUGHT OF IT

More Than That by joosetta (11K)- This is a story about two 52 year old men who refuse to age gracefully.Okay I love reading about middle-aged drarry, and they are at their best here. Harry is the new DADA Professor, Draco is horrified, and then their relationship develops slowly and it’s sweet and funny and everything heartwarming

Boom Clap (The Sound of my Heart) by @femmequixotic​ and @noeeon​ (39.5K)- Post-war Hogwarts has been energized by its new teaching fellows program. Where once bitter enmity divided the wizarding community, Malfoy and Potter chummily patrol hallways together whilst Granger and Zabini seek lost parts of the castle at McGonagall’s behest and Chang supervises Quidditch when not lecturing in Charms. It’s a veritable wizarding utopia and life is predictable for the first time in years. Which is, of course, when everything blows apart as the result of a drunken dare and Malfoy’s life is ruined beyond his capacity to repair it. Ever. In a million years.Teaching fellows counts as professors, right? Right??? WELL I DON’T CARE because I love this fic and there is hallway patrol and EXPLOSIONS and pining!draco and I WANT YOU TO READ IT.

Transfigurations by Resonant (71K)- Five years after Voldemort’s defeat, Harry returns to England to help re-open Hogwarts.First of all, Draco is the Muggle Studies Professor and BFFs with Hermione, and if that isn’t enough to draw you in (who are you?!), Hogwarts is newly reopening and there’s all kinds of daring, suspenseful adventure AND everything is exploding AND Harry is a pro at American magic, and you should really read it!!!!!

The Man in the Scarlet Cloak by @bixgirl1​ (16.5K)- There’s usually a better time and place to participate in seduction than the Forbidden Forest. Unless, of course, it’s Mating Season. In which Draco is sneaky but not sneaky enough, Harry is confident but goes a bit mad, and the Trees are either incredibly romantic or just sort of perverts.This fic has very little to do with actual teaching but DRACO IS A POTIONS FELLOW COLLECTING INGREDIENTS AND TALKING TO TREES AND HARRY IS AN AUROR COLLECTING FLOWERS AND WANKING IN THE FOREST IT’S NOT AS WEIRD AS IT SOUNDS (ONLY MAYBE IT IS) AND YOU MUST GO READ IT THIS MOMENT

‘Twixt the Sun and Sward by November Snowflake (30.5K)- A potions mishap has Harry and Draco meeting on entirely new—or is it old?—ground.This is not your typical Professor fic, because it has de-aged!Harry living with Potions Professor Malfoy, who is forced to take care of him and who slowly realizes that Harry’s childhood was not quite how he had always imagined. VERY CUTE. Also note that it’s marked as an unfinished series, but when I read it, it felt very complete! :)

Love Actually by DracoWillHearAboutThis (17.5K)- “Harry,” she said quietly. “How long have you been teaching at Hogwarts now?”Harry frowned, caught off-guard by the question.“Six years, three months, and I guess about two weeks?,” he answered hesitantly.“And how much of this time have you spent pining over our Charms professor?,” she continued, eyes flashing dangerously. When even Minerva McGonagall wants to have a conversation about Harry’s love life, Harry realizes that it might be time to actually do something about this little crush of his. Since apparently, everyone knows, anyways.“Everyone?!,” Harry repeated, his voice uncomfortably high-pitched in his panic.“Everyone!”Drarry / Love Actually crossover in which they are both Professors and yes you DID need this in your life.

Lessons in Humility by playout (86K)- After the dissolution of his marriage and a good bit of soul-searching, Harry returns to Hogwarts as the new Defense teacher. Go figure, it happens to be the same year Draco takes over the role of Potions Master. Neither man is happy about this turn of events. Will they be able to set aside their differences and learn a thing or two about trust and humility on the way? (Spoiler Alert: Yes. Very much so.)This fic is EIGHTY SIX THOUSAND WORDS OF FLUFF AND I LOVED EVERY SECOND (Potions Prof. Draco & DADA Prof. Harry)

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I loved your cover forr Granger danger! You both (is it two people?) Have amazing singing voices! I listeneed to it about a million times!!!! It was amazing!

Thank you so much!!! And no, it was just me. Lots of orange hairspray and less makeup for Ron haha!!! I’ve just sang the song so much that I try to imitate the people singing it.

Again, thank you!!! This really means a lot to me!!! And actually pulling off that I was two different people has made my day even better!!!!!! AHHHH!!!!!

I hope you’re having/have had a wonderful day!! THANK YOU!!!!!!!

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