It's October 31, 1992. Hallowe'en.

It's dark. Too dark.

A hissing noise is heard from the walls. Nobody notices it. Nobody, except for a twelve year-old boy.

He follows it, his two friends by his side.

Then, there's only silence.

The boy stops, curious.

He turns. There's writing on the wall. The Chamber of Secrets has been opened, Enemies of the Heir, beware.

Ominous.

Next to it, a cat hanging from the ceiling.

Its owner mourns its apparent death, casting blame on the boy.

The cat's not dead though, fortunately for the boy

It's merely in a state of paralysis.

Created for Round 1 of Fire The Canon's Hogwarts Writing Club Competition. Prompt; Paralysis. Word Count; 100 (Excluding Author's Note).