The Will of Gil (Harry Potter)

Chapter 39

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Chapter 39– Flourish.

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"It seems we have another hero within our midst. Harry Potter. Come on up, son." Gilderoy Lockhart says as he moves around his desk calmly. Harry can do nothing but stay still as the entire crowd turns around and stares at him. He had experienced something like this the year before at The Leaky Cauldron, but there were only a few witches and wizards there. Here, it seems like most of the female population is attending, and all of them are looking at him. Harry doesn't know what to do, and it is only made worse when Lockhart himself moves towards Harry.

Lockhart moved forward, and it made Harry think of Moses parting the red sea. He walked forward calmly, not saying anything, his hands held behind his back. He wasn't pushing or shoving or even saying anything, and yet the crowd automatically parted for him. They whispered excitedly to each other in low murmurs, about Harry and about Gilderoy Lockhart as well. And then, finally, Lockhart came to a stop in front of Harry, and Harry had to crane his neck up to look him in the face. Gilderoy put his hand on Harry's shoulder, and it was gentle. And then he lowered himself till he was face to face with Harry and then opened his mouth.

"Come along, Harry, just come up, a quick picture, and then it's done. I also have something to talk to you about afterwards. Now, come along, son." He winks at Harry and then rises back up and places his hand behind Harry's back. He doesn't push or prod. And yet, Harry finds his feet moving on their own, carrying him forward to the front. Lockhart is beside him, leading him forward through the crowd.