Author's Note: Can you say writer's block? :D 'Cause that's what I had while making this chapter! SO MANY OF DEM. BUUUUUUUT, after watching the latest Doctor Who episode that came on tonight, I finally figured out how to end this chapter. Also, sorry if it seems crazy and random... And just plain weird at times. I was half awake while writing part of this, so I APOLOGIZE...XD Anyway, please be kind with your reviews, and remember to tell me if I missed any spelling/grammar errors! SAPPHIRE OUT!
Dark Void Princess 21:You are absolutely welcome. c: Yes, you gotta hate all 'em national secrets. XDDDDD And yeah, I actually have watched the fifth season! I LOVE IT SO MUCH~
Awesome11: I know! I try my best to make it adorable. :3 I actually answer this near the end of this chapter, but Italy represents all of Italy in this fanfiction.
Guest: Normally I wouldn't do this, but as you seemed really bothered by this, I'll give you a small spoiler. You're right, it ISN'T like Canada to do those things, and it isn't because of being in Slytherin. It's a plot point that I hint at during this chapter, soooo, let's see if you can find it. ;D AND IKR? LOVI'S OUTBURST MADE ME SO PROUD. :3 Also, THANKS SO MUCH FOR POINTING OUT THE MISTAKE. I went ahead and fixed it, so thanks very much!
ThePersonFromYourNightmares: Thanks SO MUCH! In means a lot since you really didn't like the story at first! Between you and me, I'm only in middle school, so I find my writing style...horrible, to say the least. It makes me happy knowing that you like it, which encourages me to write more!
Chapter Three: The Chamber of Secrets has been Opened
After the visit to the Infirmary, Kumajiro was in perfect health once more. As Madame Pompfrey had said, 'She could mend bones in a heartbeat.' Madeline, Lovino, and Amelia had all been given excused tardies, so that Madeline could bring Kumajiro back to her dorm. They now made their way to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, where they were about to open the large pair of doors.
Madeline pushed the doors open, whatever she had been prepared to say immediately forgotten. In the room, Cornish Pixies flew in slow motion. Neville Longbottom, a boy from Gryffindor, hung from the ceiling by the hem of his robe. The classroom was in chaos, books and parchment were thrown everywhere, and all blood from the students' faces had drained away. Professor Lockhart stood amongst the chaos, looking very distraught. He eventually gained his composure and smiled a celebrity smile at the newcomers, "E-Excused tardies, yes?" They simply nodded, too shocked to speak, "Good, good..."
Professor Lockhart used his wand to send the pixies back into the cage, then smiled at the entire class, "You are all dismissed."
The class filed out of the room like a river after rain, leaving Madeline, Amelia, and Lovino to walk alone in a shocked silence.
"Did you see...?" Madeline asked softly.
"The Cornish pixies and the room destroyed?" Lovino supplied, "Yes, yes I did see that."
"Good. I wasn't the only one who saw it," Amelia muttered.
"Well, that aside," Madeline began, "We have free time in our dorms until dinner."
"Oh, sweet!" Amelia exclaimed loudly, already moving in the direction of her tower, "I guess I'll see you both later! Bye!" And just like that, Amelia had ran off to Gryffindor tower. Madeline and Lovino both shrugged indifferently and made their way to the Slytherin dungeons in companionable silence. They separated as they went into their own Dorms, simply relaxing until it was time for dinner.
As Madeline rested in her emerald bed, she grabbed some of her school books. They were a bit odd, to say the least, but maybe it was because she hadn't been in the Magical World very long. There were books on Hogwarts History, books on how to brew magical potions, and even books on what to do if you ever came in contact with a werewolf. Her hands moved over each of the hardback covers, feeling the cold, unmoving plastic beneath her fingers. She did this with each of the books, before coming to a sudden stop. Madeline's violet-blue eyes landed on a book that was much older than the other books and was a leatherback, unlike the others. She picked up the book and scanned it with a newfound curiosity. There was no title on the cover, which Madeline found odd, so she opened it.
The pages were completely blank, as if the story it held had yet to be written. Madeline frowned. This wasn't a school book, yet she had been carrying it around all day. Where had she gotten it? Was she suppose to journal with it?
She got a quill off her desk and dipped it into black, oozing ink. For more simple curiosity than anything, she wrote her full name onto the first page. But before she could write anything else, her name dissolved into the parchment and disappeared. In its place, the name Tom Riddle appeared, quickly doing a similar disappearing act. Madeline had little time to be amazed, however, because another line of words soon appeared on the old, blank page.
You're going to do what I say, Madeline Williams. You're going to open the Chamber of Secrets once again.
-*O*=.=*O-
"Britain!" Scotland exclaimed with a predator-like smirk, his fiery hair spiking in every direction.
Britain walked towards him with his suitcase rolling behind him, an annoyed scowl present on his face. It was fairly obvious that he was not happy to be here. "Scotland, I swear to God that if you mess with me, I will break every bone in your body, have you hanged, then slice your body into tiny, little pieces. I just spent two hours and twenty-one minutes on a plane with them," He jerked his hand in the direction of a 've'ing Italy and an angry German, "And I am not happy."
Scotland laughed in a clearly non-threatened manner, slinging an arm on Britain's shoulder, "Oh, don't be such a pansy, Iggy."
Britain pushed Scotland away and glared warningly at him, "What did you just call me?"
"You mean pansy?" When there was silence, a look of understanding dawned on Scotland, "Oh, you mean Iggy! What's wrong with that? Isn't that what America calls you?"
"Shut up, wanker! And don't call me that!" Britain growled.
Scotland smirked and danced circles around his brother, "Iggy, Iggy, Iggy, Iggy~!"
"SHUT UP, YOU BLOODY WANKER!"
"You two, be quiet!" Germany shouted, coming between them, "We came here to get America and Canadia, not to fight."
"Canada," France immediately corrected.
"Whatever," Germany growled in annoyance, "Point is, we need to fight as little as possible and find them before something bad happens."
Scotland pouted, "You're all no fun, but I got ya." He held out his hand, "Come on, take my hand so I can apparate and get rid of ya all." Britain grabbed his hand with a scowl, the other countries soon following. Once the last country touch Scotland's hand, they instantly disappeared, like steaming water evaporating into thin air.
-*O*=.=*O*-
"Where were you?"
Madeline snapped out of her daze, looking at Lovino in confusion, "H-Huh?"
Lovino frowned, "You've been gone for most of dinner. Where were you?"
"I..." Madeline looked around, appearing to be very disoriented. She swallowed some saliva to moisten her dry throat, "Honestly, I don't even have the slightest idea how I got here."
Lovino's scowl deepened, with anger or concern, it would be hard to tell. His eyes trailed down to Madeline's arm and stopped at her hands, "You're bleeding."
"What?" Madeline lifted her hands, to find they had been cut cleanly, as if by a knife, all across her fingertips, "You're right..."
"Hey, are you all right? You seem out of it..." Lovino asked, trying not to let the worry slip into his voice, "You didn't cut your fingers yourself, did you?"
"I...don't think so. I'm probably fine. Maybe I fell asleep in my room and started sleepwalking," Madeline guessed, still very confused.
"If you're sure..."
After a few more minutes of dinner, the Slytherin table stood up to follow Severus Snape back to the Slytherin dorms. They were halfway to the tower when they came upon Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, and Ronald Weasley. Gryffindor, much like Slytherin, was coming from the opposite end of the hallway to get to their tower. The trio from Gryffindor were surrounding a very dead-looking Mrs. Norris, and a bloody message on a wall.
The Chamber of Secrets has been opened. Enemies of the heir...beware.
"Enemies of the heir beware?" Draco smirked at Hermione, "You'll be next mudbloods!"
Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, and Professor Lockhart chose that exact moment to arrive in the hallway. The teachers stared at the message, horror flashing in their eyes. "Everyone...will precede to their dorms immediately," Dumbledore commanded. Before he could say any more or the students could leave, the countries apparated in the middle of the hallway.
Britain immediately spotted Dumbledore, "Oh, Dumbledore, good fellow! Sorry to intrude, but-" He stopped himself upon realizing the utter shock on the older wizard's face, "What? Did I come at a bad time, or...?" He trailed off as his eyes found the bloody message, "No..."
Scotland found the message as well, anger coming into his olive-colored eyes. Britain and Scotland both knew of the Chamber of Secrets. They knew about as well as the professors, if not more so, what death was soon to come if it had truly been opened.
McGonagall looked at the students, "Everyone, you will go to your dorms. Except for you three." Her gaze locked on Hermione, Ron, and Harry. Madeline and Lovino turned to leave, but were once again stopped.
"Hang on," Britain now spoke to Minerva, "Could you possibly ask them to stay? Two of the countries have gone missing. A spell seems to have turned them into children and sent them here. They should be going by their human names - Madeline Williams and Amelia F. Jones."
At that comment, Lovino froze in recognition of his friend's name. He looked over at the blonde, finding all blood draining from her face. He heard Amelia shout a 'No way!' in shock.
Lovino took Madeline's arm and whispered softly into her ear, "It's okay. Just go, I'll go with you." Madeline nodded and took a shaky step forward, Lovino walking beside her, "She's over here!"
Harry's POV
Once I had seen the professors appear, I had thought that I was doomed to be in detention for being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Then, those...people had appeared. I wasn't sure if they were people or not, as Dumbledore seemed very shocked by their presence. They spoke about missing countries - which confused me even more - and then said two names that I definitely recognized. Madeline Williams from Slytherin and her sister Amelia, who was actually in my house.
"No way!" I watched Amelia exclaim. She seemed just as confused as everybody else, even if the problem at hand involved her. I looked back at her twin to see her reaction. Lovino Vargas, if I remembered his name correctly, whispered something into Madeline's ear. I wondered what he had said, but whatever it was, seemed to calm her down. He grabbed Madeline's forearm and walked her over to the strangers.
"She's over here!" Lovino exclaimed.
The strangers all turned Madeline, relief spreading over their faces.
"Mon petite Canada!" The man with shoulder-length blonde hair and chin stubble cried out. He practically jumped into the air to hug to small, thin blonde. Startled and obviously shocked by this man she didn't know, she immediately jumped to the side to avoid him. The man let out a groan as he faceplanted the ground, speaking out in a muffled voice, "Canada...?"
I would've let out a chuckle at the randomness of the situation, if I hadn't seen the look of confusion and fear pass over Madeline's face. Honestly, I couldn't blame her. I would've done the same in her place, if not with more questions.
3rd Person POV
"MADDIE!"
Amelia suddenly bolted with the intention of protecting her sister. She got in front of Madeline with outspread arms, "Mess with my sister, weirdo, and you get to mess with the hero!"
The nations all stared in shock at Amelia. Britain was the first to speak, "America? Don't you remember us?"
"My name is Amelia not America. And no, I don't know you. Neither does my sister so, like, BACK OFF!" Amelia might have appeared to be threatening if she were older, but with a small body and high-pitched voice, it simply looked plain adorable.
France suddenly jumped up and pointed an accusing finger at Britain, "See what you've done? YOU MADE CANADA FORGET ABOUT ME!"
"Fratello?" While the others had been fighting with a disturbed and confused crowd to watch, Italy had found more interest in something else. Someone who was the spitting image of his brother that had disappeared so long ago due to the unification of Italy. At the question, Spain instantly whipped his head to Lovino.
"Roma...? Lovi?!" He exclaimed louder. Lovino looked towards the two upon hearing his name. He glared at the strangers, obviously wanting nothing to do with them even if they knew his name, so turned his gaze back on the other nations.
"Look, you freaks are scaring Madeline, so leave her alone," He said threateningly, the young age once again changing something meant to be threatening into something cute.
"Freaks?" Germany said incredulously, apparently not recognizing Lovino, "Says the wizard."
"WHAT DID YOU SAY?"
"SILENCE!" Dumbledore finally called in his booming voice. Everyone stared with closed mouths at the older wizard, "Now, every student will immediately go to their dorms. All of you newcomers will come to my office. McGonagall and Lockhart, please check on the other houses to make sure everything is all right."
And at that command, the students did just that. Madeline and Lovino moved away, grateful that their Headmaster had taken charge. When they had finally reached the Slytherin Common Room, Lovino turned to the shaken up Canadian. He put his hands on her shoulders and searched her eyes, "Madeline, are you okay?"
Madeline let out a shuddering breath and closed her eyes. She gave a weak nod, "Y-Yes, I'm fine." Lovino quickly made note of how tired her voice sounded. He looked down at her unbandaged fingers that still bled.
"Come on, I'll bandage your hands, then you can get some rest, sí?" Madeline gave a weak smile then gave an affirmative nod. It even made Lovino's expression loosen - if only a little bit.
After getting bandages and saying goodnight, Madeline sat on the windowsill. She wanted to look at the stars before going to bed. Kumajiro curled in her lap, giving Madeline a sense of comfort. She brought her hand down on his head, petting his softspot with her thumb, "Kuma, do you think you could help me puzzle all of this stuff out? I'm so confused..."
"Tired," Kumajiro simply responded, drawing a chuckle from Madeline.
"Okay then," Madeline smiled at the polar bear, "Goodnight, Kumajiro."