Chapter 4 2nd Year Part 1
Author's note: I promise all of these time-jumps will make sense as the story progresses. This chapter will be a bit more detailed with the diary entries back to Second year and explain more about life with Sirius freed. But a more important matter has come across me. Apparently there are some people out there who think every Harry Potter fic has to be just about Harry. Get real. Go read some other fanfiction. Also, fuck you haters. I've been writing for sixteen years! I can write how I want, who and what I want to write about and there's nothing you can do to stop me! If you don't like it then don't read it! But if you don't keep reading then you won't understand it!
July 31st, 1992
Happy 12th Birthday Harry! We got our Hogwarts letters today for the new school term. Mum and Dad immediately ushered us off to Diagon Alley. Little did we know that we were in for the shock of our lives.
Harry and Jessica walked down Diagon Alley, Sirius and Arabella following them.
"First stop, Gringotts, Pup," said Sirius as they entered the huge bank. They walked up to the head teller.
"Harry Potter and Jessica Black wish to make withdrawals, Sir Ragnok," said Sirius, bowing.
"Ah yes, of course Mr. Black," said Ragnok. "Right this way. Griphook!"
The two adults, the two teenagers and Griphook, whom Harry remembered from his first visit to his vault, got into a Gringotts cart.
"Vault 687," said Griphook a few moments later after a winding cart ride.
"Take only what you need, pup," said Sirius.
"Of course," said Harry as he scooped up some Galleons, Sickles and Knuts into his pouch. He climbed back into the cart and the group continued down to Jessica's Gringotts vault.
"Vaults 709 and 711," recited Griphook as Jessica and Sirius climbed out. Griphook put his hand over Jessica's vault and the door opened for her. She took out what she needed as Griphook opened the Black Family Vault for him. Sirius took out some more money and put it into a pouch, handing it to Arabella.
"Just in case we need it," said Sirius. After everyone was back in the cart, they rode back up to the ground floor and the four headed to do their school shopping. Harry and Jessica got fitted for new robes at Madam Malkin's, then headed to the Apothecary for potion supplies. Sirius and Harry went into Quality Quidditch Supplies to get some supplies for Harry's broom and to get him bigger Quidditch robes while Jessica and Arabella stopped at the Magical Menagerie. Jessica decided she wanted to get her own pet so Arabella let her pick out a pet.
"We have six cats, Jessica, why don't you get an owl?" asked Arabella as Jessica cooed over a grey and white-striped tabby kitten.
"They're your cats, Mum," replied Jessica. "And I think they would miss playing with Dad when he's in his animagus form."
"True," said Arabella. "Oh alright. We'll take her."
"I think I'll call her Sadie," said Jessica as she paid the shopkeeper four galleons for the kitten, the carrier and some toys. They regrouped with Harry and Sirius and Sirius groaned at another cat becoming a part of the household.
"Harry! Jess!" came a voice familiar to them. It was Ron and the rest of the Weasleys.
"Hey mate!" said Harry, hugging Ron, who huggegd him back and then hugged Jessica.
"This is my new kitten, Sadie," said Jessica, holding her out to Ron.
"Hi Sadie," said Ron, petting her head. Sadie hissed at the rat in Ron's pocket.
"I guess she doesn't like Scabbers," said Ron as Jessica apologized to Ron. As Sirius caught a glimpse of Scabbers, he gasped and grabbed the rat.
"Hey! Sirius! What do you think you're doing?" cried Arabella.
"Bella, it's him! It's that rat Pettigrew!" said Sirius as Scabbers squirmed in his grasp. Since Sirius got his job back as an Auror after being exonerated, he was able to make an arrest on suspected dark wizards. Sirius waved his wand the Weasleys, Jessica, Harry and Arabella gasped as Scabbers now became a full-grown man. Jessica thought the man wasn't attractive-looking.
"Hello Peter," snarled Sirius as he tied up Pettigrew. "Do you know how much suffering and pain you've caused me these last eleven years?"
"Fo-Forgive me Sir-Sirius," sniveled Pettigrew. "I didn't mean to."
"Bullshit," said Sirius as a couple of other Aurors who had witnessed the whole thing came over. "Peter Pettigrew, you are under arrest for accessory to murder and for being a Death Eater. Kingsley, Porter, take him away."
"Aye Aye Captain," saluted Porter. As the two Aurors disapparated with the prisoner, everyone around the group stood in shock.
"What the hell just happened?" asked Jessica.
"Language, dear," scolded Arabella. Sirius placed a hand on Ron's shoulder.
"Ron, he's been in your family a long time hasn't he?" asked Sirius.
"Eleven years," muttered Ron. "I had no idea."
"And for that, I'm going to make it up to you son," said Sirius, leading him into the Menagerie. A few moments later, the two returned, Ron beaming as he carried a tiny owl in a cage.
"My own owl!" said Ron excitedly, holding the tiny owl out for all to see.
"Since it's my fault he no longer has a rat, I thought he should have his own pet that wasn't a human in disguise," said Sirius as Arthur and Molly thanked Sirius profusely.
"Who was that man they took away, Sirius?" asked Harry.
"Harry, that was the reason I was locked away in Azkaban for several years," said Sirius. "His name is Peter Pettigrew. He was a friend of your dad's and mine when we were at Hogwarts, and when you and your parents went into hiding, he convinced me to let him be their secret keeper instead."
"And he betrayed them," said Harry, bowing his head. Sirius put a hand on his shoulder.
"Yes," said Sirius. "What's done is done, but he will pay for his crimes."
At that moment, Jessica saw Hermione and her parents and waved excitedly.
"Hermione!" cried Jessica as she hugged her friend.
"Hi Jess!" cried Hermione. Mr. and Mrs. Granger stood behind her. "Mum, Dad, these are my friends and their families."
Arabella and Sirius gasped at the sight of the Grangers and the Grangers did the same as they saw Sirius and Arabella.
"Bella? Sirius?" said Mr. and Mrs. Granger at the same time. "And Harry! It's you! We found you all!"
"Helen? Frank?" exclaimed Arabella and Sirius. Hermione, Jessica, Ron and Harry stared at each other in disbelief.
"Mum, Dad, you know the Harry and the Blacks?" asked Hermione. "How is that possible?"
Mr. and Mrs. Granger looked at each other, and then back to the others.
"I think we need to go somewhere private," said Frank Granger.
"But our books!" said Hermione as she pointed to Flourish and Blotts, where a large crowd had now gathered outside the store.
"Okay, first thing's first," said Helen. "We will go get your books and then we will sit down and explain everything to you all."
The group headed to Flourish and Blott's to find that a signing was going on.
"Who the heck is Gilderoy Lockhart?" asked Harry.
"Oh no, not that phony," moaned Ron as he looked at the book list. "He's written all of the books we need for Defense Against The Dark Arts this year."
As the group entered the shop, Lockhart himself was standing near the door.
"Oh my, it's Harry Potter," said Lockhart excitedly. Jessica and Ron scowled as Hermione headed to get her books.
"Mr. Potter, please accept this entire collection of my work as a small token of my thanks," said Lockhart as he shoved a pile of books into Harry's arms. After being forced to take a picture with Lockhart, who in turn announced he was teaching at Hogwarts this year, Harry dumped the entire set of books into Ginny Weasley's cauldron. Ginny, who was still shy around Harry, whispered thanks as Harry scowled and stormed off after Hermione.
"Nice to see that even Mr. Potter can't stay out of the spotlight," drawled a voice. The group turned around to find the Malfoy family standing there. The look on Draco's face was one of fear and Jessica knew that her cousin was not happy to be back in the Malfoy Manor.
"Lucius," snarled Sirius. "Surprised they haven't taken you away to Azkaban yet. What did you do? Buy your way out?"
"Sirius!" cried Arabella. The next thing everyone knew, Sirius and Lucius had gotten into a scuffle. Patrons of the shop were frantically scattering, while Lockhart walked away in fear. The shopkeeper was trying to break up the fight alongside Arthur and Frank.
"Come now gentlemen, take it outside," said the shopkeeper. Lucius straightened himself out as he picked up one of the Lockhart books that had fallen out of Ginny Weasley's cauldron.
"I should expect you no less, to be hanging around with the riff-raff," said Lucius as he handed the book back to Ginny. "Come Draco." Narcissa Malfoy looked to her cousin with an apologetic look and followed her husband and son out of the shop.
"I don't know what my cousin sees in that man," sighed Sirius. "She left him once, why did she go back?"
"Maybe she was forced to," said Arthur. "I can look into that for you now that I got promoted to a new department."
"You do that Arthur," said Sirius. "Frank, Helen, I'm so sorry for my behavior."
"That's alright, Sirius," said Frank. "No need to explain."
Once everyone had purchased their schoolbooks, the group headed to Florean Flutscue's Ice Cream Parlor. Once seated, Harry and Hermione looked at the Grangers and Sirius and Arabella for an explanation as to how they knew each other.
"Harry, twelve years ago, we used to have a second home in a small village outside of Cornwall in the West Country," said Helen. "After Hermione was born, I stopped practicing Dentistry so I could care for Hermione until she was old enough for school."
"The drive from Cornwall to our second house was only about forty minutes, so I was able to commute to the office and back," added Frank. "When we moved in, we moved into a house that was between two families and across from another. One of the families had a daughter Hermione's age. Jessica, that was you."
Jessica gasped as Hermione put a hand up over her mouth in shock.
"Are you implying, what I think you're implying?" asked Jessica.
"Yes," said Frank. "We were delighted that not only did Hermione have a playmate next door her age, but that you both shared the same birthday. We found it odd that our families would unite like this. On the other side of the house was a couple with a son the exact same age as you two, and three days older. His mother was French, his father English. And across the street, in an open field, laid a very nice home belonging to two of our best friends. They also had a son, who was ten months younger than you, Jessica, and the other boy, Hermione."
"Harry," whispered Hermione, looking at her friend. "You mean to tell us, that the three of us have been friends since we were toddlers?"
"And much more," said Helen. "Hermione, you and Harry, er, this is quite embarassing. Frank, I think you best explain it."
"Why don't I just show you?" asked Frank, pulling out his wallet. "This has always been my favorite picture of you two. Don't worry, no one has seen it until now.
Frank Granger pulled a photo out from the spare billfold pocket of his wallet and laid it in front of Hermione. Hermione and Jessica gasped as Harry groaned. A two year old Hermione, naked in the bathtub, sat with a 14 month old Harry, also naked in the same tub and Baby Hermione and Baby Harry were inappropriately touching each other and laughing at the camera.
"Quite natural at that age to be honest," smiled Helen as Hermione buried her face into her hands in embarassment.
"Who was the other boy, Mr. Granger?" asked Jessica, trying to change the subject to avoid further embarassment for Harry and Hermione.
"Hmmm, if my memory serves me correctly, the family's surname was Farham? Farnham?" Jessica let out a gasp.
"Oh my god!" cried Jessica. "Josh!"
"Yes, that's the boy's name, Joshua," said Helen. "You remember?"
"He goes to Hogwarts too," said Jessica. "We're um, kind of dating and in the same house."
"Speaking of Josh, look who just walked up," said Ron, pointing towards the Leaky Cauldron. Josh and his family were walking up the cobblestone path and Jessica rushed up to them.
"Mr. and Mrs. Farnham, I'm Jessica Black. I'm in your son's house."
Mr. and Mrs. Farnham stared at Jessica.
"Did you say Black? As in Sirius and Arabella Black?" asked Mr. Farnham.
"Mr. Farnham, I remember everything!" said Jessica. She dragged Josh by the hands. "Follow me, Josh. Everything will be explained." As Jessica dragged the Farnhams over to her parents and the Grangers, the Farnhams gasped and hugged the four adults.
"We thought we would never see you again!" said Arabella as she kissed Mrs. Farnham on both of her cheeks.
"Oui," said Mrs. Farnham. "Eez haz been too long."
"We don't receive the Daily Prophet, so we had no idea that you had been freed," said Mr. Farnham to Sirius.
As the Farnhams sat down, Frank and Helen continued the story.
"We knew Hermione was special from the moment she was born." said Helen. "When she started to show signs that she was magical, we couldn't explain it. Thankfully, she had an incident when you four were in the playpen and all of us adults were gathered in the settee having tea."
"What happened?" asked Harry with a raised brow.
"I turned your dad's hair blue," said a bright red Hermione, earning a laugh from everyone.
"That's when your parents told us that Hermione was a witch," said Helen. "And the secret was out."
"So you've known all this time then?" asked Hermione. "Now I know why you were so understanding when I got my letter."
"James and Lily told us all about the first war," said Frank. "They told us that should everyone disappear suddenly was because they had to go into hiding. Of course, a few weeks later, the Potters disappeared with Harry."
"And we moved to Little Whinging," said Arabella.
"Oui, and we moved to Oxford," said Mrs. Farnham. "Eet waz dark timez."
"But we're here now, reunited with friends," said Sirius, resting his hand on Mrs. Farnham's hand.
September 2nd, 1992
And we're off to Hogwarts for our second year. Ever since the secret was out that the Potters, Grangers, Blacks and Farnhams had been lifelong friends for nearly a decade, Harry, Josh, myself and Hermione have grown even closer. Yeah, it's a bit odd that my boyfriend and I have known each other since we were babies, but fate seems to always have a purpose in life. As for Harry and Hermione, well, they definitely got closer these last couple of months. Hermione told me that the two had finally talked about their kiss in Snape's Potion Puzzle when we went after the Sorcerer's Stone and had decided to date. About bloody time. Oh, another crazy thing happened. Hermione and I got on the train, and we realized as it took off that the boys never showed up. They were right behind us at the barrier to Platform 9 and 3/4s. Turns out that they crashed into the wall thinking it closed off and carjacked Mr. Weasley's Flying Ford Anglia to Hogwarts. Mrs. Weasley sent Ron a Howler.
Mum sent one to Harry and Josh got one from his mother in French. Josh and I took a first-year Ravenclaw under our wing. She's a bit odd, but she's a nice girl. Her name is Luna Lovegood, and she lives near the Weasleys. Last night after the Sorting, we found a couple of older Ravenclaws picking on her. I don't tolerate bullying and so I reported it to Flitwick. The older students are supposed to set an example and we told him that if this is what Ravenclaw's about then I don't want any part of it. Flitwick was shocked at my words and agreed that bullying is not tolerated. He held an emergency house meeting and told the students that if anyone was caught bullying another student in any form, verbal or physical, that they would lost not only house points, but any privileges they had and detention all year.
If they were caught a second time it would be suspension or even expulsion. When Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout heard of this, they did the same thing with their houses. A few of the nicer and wiser Slytherins came to us, saying that they were being bullied as well and Flitwick and McGonagall said that they would have a word with Snape and the other members of Slytherin House and that should they have any problems to come directly see them. When Dumbledore heard of this he was furious of course but he didn't do anything about it. Oh and tomorrow are tryouts for the Ravenclaw Quidditch Team. Josh and I are going to tryout. Wish me luck!
Jessica paced back and forth in Dumbledore's office. Hermione was sitting in a chair, her arms crossed.
"Boys," muttered Jessica. "I can't believe they flew a CAR! Honestly, the barrier never closes! Mum is going to be LIVID!"
At that moment, the three boys were brought into Dumbledore's office by Professor Snape.
"Sir, I found them," said Professor Snape. "I recommend they be expelled-"
"EXPELLED?" cried Josh in horror. "But sir, we couldn't-" Dumbledore held up a hand to silence Josh.
"Thank you Severus, I will take it from here," said Dumbledore. Snape's lip curled into a half snarl and with a flick of his robe, he walked out of the office.
"Joshua Michael Farnham!" cried Jessica. "Explain yourself! Stealing Mr. Weasley's car!"
"Calm down Miss Black," said Dumbledore. "Was the barrier really closed, Mr. Potter?"
"Yes sir, we crashed into the wall," said Harry.
"It was my idea to take the car, Professor," said Ron. "I take full blame. I'll go get my things."
"You won't have to, Mr. Weasley," said Dumbledore. "No one will be expelled. I've contacted the Ministry. They are looking into why the barrier was closed off. Now, off to your dormitories with you."
"We missed the sorting?" asked Harry.
"My sister?" asked Ron.
"She got Gryffindor," Jessica replied. Hermione was still glaring at Harry and Ron.
"Oh good," said Ron.
"Goodnight Professor," said Harry and the five exited the office.
"See you three at breakfast," said Josh.
"Night," replied Ron and Harry as they and a still angry Hermione headed for Gryffindor Tower. Josh and Jessica headed for Ravenclaw Tower. A first-year was sitting in front of the eagle knocker where two other Ravenclaws were saying horrid things to her.
"Luna? That's your name? Then we shall call you Loony!" cried one boy.
"Loony Loony Lovegood! Loony Loony Lovegoo-"
"HEY!" cried Josh. "What do you think you're doing?" asked Josh. The boy and girl, who Jessica identified as the Fawcett girl and Andrew Egglebert, froze.
"Why don't you two go pick on someone your own size?" asked Jessica.
"What are you going to do about it, Black?" asked Fawcett.
"Well if you don't skedaddle, I'll get Flitwick," replied Jessica. "I bet you he will like to see you two bullying a first-year. Now shoo!" The two solved the riddle to the Ravenclaw entrance and Luna smiled at the two.
"Thanks," said Luna. "People haven't been nice to me today."
"Where are your shoes?" asked Jessica, noticing Luna's barefeet.
"Someone stole them while I was taking a nap on the train," said Luna.
"Come on, Flitwick needs to hear that there's bullying going on," said Josh. The two led Luna to and Flitwick's office. Josh relayed the events to Flitwick, who in turn, turned a bright shade of red.
"I'm so sorry Miss Lovegood!" squeaked Flitwick. "I can't believe it! Bullying in Ravenclaw! I will not stand for this. We must have an emergency house meeting tonight! You three return to the Common Room and I shall be there shortly."
"Thank you sir," said Jessica. The three headed back to the common room and Jessica took Luna into the girl's dormitories. They saw that Luna's stuff was missing and Jessica fumed.
"Come on Luna, you can borrow some of my things," said Jessica.
"Thank you," said Luna, who was on the verge of tears. Jessica took Luna into her dorm and handed her several shirts and pants, along with a couple pairs of Jessica's shoes.
"Just until we get your stuff back," said Jessica. As Luna changed and the two headed downstairs. Flitwick had arrived in the common room.
"It has come to my attention that there is bullying going on in Ravenclaw," said Flitwick. "I will not tolerate it. Miss Fawcett, Mr. Egglebert, I'm giving you detention for the rest of the semester and you may not visit Hogsmeade until your detentions are served. If I find out anyone else has been bullying another student, the consequences shall be dire. This is your first and last warning."
"Sir?" asked Jessica. "May I say something?"
"Certainly, Miss Black," said Flitwick with a twinkle in his eye.
"Girls have stolen Luna's clothes," said Jessica. "I have lent her some of mine. If I find out someone takes my clothes from her, it will not be a pretty sight. I suggest whoever took Luna's things return them to her within an hour or else."
A few other girls got up and headed for the dormitories, to which Flitwick nodded in Jessica's direction.
"Miss Edgecombe, Miss Chang and Miss Corran will be served with the same punishment," said Flitwick. "Also, Thursday will be tryouts for the quidditch team, open to second years and above. A signup sheet will be posted tomorrow."
The next morning at breakfast, Jessica and Josh introduced Luna to Harry, Ron, Hermione and the other Gryffindor second years.
"We're sorry to hear about what happened, Luna," said Hermione. "Flitwick must have told Professor McGonagall about the bullying because she came into our common room and told us that bullying will not be tolerated and anyone caught will be punished."
"She came to Hufflepuff too," said a voice behind Jessica. Jessica turned to see Hannah Abbott and Susan Bones standing there. "Professor Sprout was livid when she heard what happened."
"I say we should all start an anti-bullying group," said Jessica. "We find a location as a safe zone, and tell students to go to that zone. We can take turns monitoring the zone during our free periods."
"I like this idea!" said Susan. "My auntie is the head of the DMLE. Maybe I can ask her for some advice." Before Harry could respond, dozens of owls swooped in.
"Ah the mail!" said Neville cheerfully. "Gran's sending me a few things I forgot." Three red envelopes landed in front of Harry, Ron and Josh.
"Oh no," moaned Jessica. "Mum's sent you a Howler, Harry. You best open it."
The three boys each opened their howlers as Jessica and Neville plugged their ears.
"HARRY JAMES POTTER!"
"RONALD BILIUS WEASLEY!"
"JOSHUA MICHAEL FARNHAM!"
"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU STOLE MR. AND MRS. WEASLEY'S CAR!"
"HOW DARE YOU STEAL THAT CAR!"
"QUE PENSIEZ-VOUS EN VOLANT CETTE VOITURE!"
"MR. WEASLEY IS FACING AN INQUIRY AT THE MINISTRY!"
"YOUR FATHER IS FACING AN INQUIRY AT WORK!"
"MONSIEUR WEASLEY EST confronté à une ENQUÊTE!"
The Howlers continued to shout at the three boys, who were slumping in their seats, while Jessica and Hermione looked on in horror. Mrs. Farnham and Arabella's Howlers seft-destructed after a few moments while Mrs. Weasley ranted for about five more minutes, before gently congratulating Ginny on making Gryffindor before shredding itself up and bursting into flames. The Great Hall was silent for a moment as the entire Gryffindor table stared in shock. A few other students from other houses laughed to themselves and soon the Great Hall was roaring with talk once again.
"Wow," said Hermione. "That was absolutely horrid."
"Go ahead, say it," said Ron. "We deserved that humiliation."
"You deserved it," said Jessica, Josh, Harry, Hermione and Neville to Ron. His ears turned bright red.
"See you guys in Herbology," said Ron as he got up and stormed off as McGonagall handed the Gryffindors their time-tables. Flitwick was handing out the Ravenclaws theirs and Jessica and Josh noticed that while the Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs had double Herbology, the Ravenclaws had Double Potions with the Slytherins. Jessica scowled.
"Ugh, we get the Slytherins for Potions," groaned Josh. "Do we really have to put up with your cousin?"
"I know he's arrogant and cocky, but give him a break, he's living in a hell hole," said Jessica as they headed for the dungeons. "I've tried to convince him and Aunt Cissy to come stay with us, but they are afraid Lucius will hurt them or even us."
"Including Harry," said Josh as they walked down the steps to the dungeons.
"Including Harry," repeated Jessica. "Say, I'm trying out tomorrow for the team, what about you?"
"Yup, for a beater," said Josh, puffing out his chest. Jessica laughed.
September 3rd, 1992
We made the team! Josh and I made the Quidditch team! I'm a chaser and Josh is a beater! We also had our first DADA class of the semester. Lockhart is the professor. What a fraud. We shared class with the other second years. Hermione and I were the only girls not fawning over him. Oh and Draco was up to his usual antics again...
"I can't believe Gilderoy Lockhart was hired as the new Defense professor," moaned Ron to Harry and Josh as the three boys sat down at empty desks. Jessica and Hermione sat next to them, scowling at the girls who were giggling at pictures of Lockhart.
"What was Dumbledore thinking?" asked Jessica.
"No idea," replied Harry. Just then, Lockhart appeared at the top of the staircase that led to his office with his trademark smile.
"Good morning," said Lockhart. "I am Gilderoy Lockhart. Your new Defense Against The Dark Arts teacher." The other girls swooned while Hermione, Jessica and the boys scowled. "Recipient of Order of Merlin, Third Class. Now, let's begin today's lesson. I must warn you, these are dangerous creatures in this cage." Lockhart pointed to the cage on his desk that was rattling. A cover sat over top of it and when Lockhart revealed the contents of the cage, Jessica laughed hard.
"Cornish pixies?!" laughed Jessica. "Please."
"Laugh all you want, Miss Black, but Cornish pixies are very dangerous creatures," said Lockhart. "As he opened the cage, the students screamed as the pixies flew about the room causing mayhem. Lockhart pulled out his wand and said, "Pestipixie pestinomi!" but the spell had no effect. The pixies stole his wand and threw it out the window. Lockhart immediately headed up to his office.
"Well then," said Lockhart as two pixies lifted Neville up by his ears and hung him on the chandelier, "I'll just leave it to you five." Harry, Hermione, Ron, Jessica and Josh stared at Lockhart as he cowardly hid in his office. Jessica was hitting pixies with her books.
"I got this," said Hermione. "Immobulus!" The pixies froze in midair and the five shoved the pixies back into the cage.
"Someone get me down!" cried Neville.
"Hang on Neville," said Harry. "We'll get McGonagall."
"Well that was a nightmare," muttered Jessica as the five walked through the courtyard later that afternoon. The five had just come from a horrible History of Magic session with Professor Binns and Harry was off to Quidditch practice while the others were off to do a bit of studying.
"Well, well, what do we have here?" drawled a voice behind the group as they reached the Quidditch Pitch. They turned around to see Marcus Flint and the Slytherin team standing there.
"What are you doing here?" asked Harry. "Gryffindor is practicing!"
"No, you must be mistaken," said Flint. "Madam Hooch gave us permission to train our new seeker."
"You, have a new seeker," scoffed Jessica.
"That's right, and that's not all that's new this year," said a familiar voice. Jessica groaned as she faced her cousin. Malfoy held out his broom and the rest of the team all held out their matching brand-new brooms.
"You're joking," said Jessica as the rest of the Gryffindor team came up to the group. "Nimbus Two-Thousand and Ones?"
"Very latest model,' said Flint carelessly, flicking a speck of dust from his own. "Just came out last month."
"Well, at least Harry, Josh, and Jess didn't have to buy their way in on their teams," replied Hermione. "They got in on pure talent."
"No one asked your opinion, you filthy little Mudblood," replied Draco with a growl. Katie Bell, Angelina Johnson, and Alicia Spinnet gasped.
"How DARE you!" shrieked Alicia. Flint had to dive in front of Malfoy to avoid Josh, Fred, and George, from jumping on Malfoy. Ron plunged his hand into his robes as Harry looked on, obviously aware that "Mudblood" was a bad word, and Ron pulled out his wand, still broken yet semi-fixed with Spellotape.
"You'll pay for that one, Malfoy!" shouted Ron. He pointed the wand under Flint's arm at Malfoy's face. "Eat slugs!"
A loud bang echoed around the stadium and a jet of green light shot out of the wrong end of Ron's wand and hit him square in the stomach, sending him hurling back into the grass.
"Ron! Ron are you alright?" asked Hermione as the group of Gryffindors and Jessica and Josh rushed over to him.
Ron opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. Instead, Ron belched and several slugs dribbled out of his mouth onto his lap. The Slytherins roared with laughter. Flint was doubled over on his broomstick while Malfoy started to bend over to fall forward. Before he could react though, everyone stopped as they heard a loud, "WHACK!" and a cry from Malfoy. Jessica had suckerpunched Malfoy in the face and caused him to fall backwards onto the grass.
"Maybe next time you won't be so lucky," snarked Jessica, leting out a "Hmmph!" and tossing her hair as she turned back towards the others and helped Ron up.
"Let's get him to Hagrid's," said Harry. "It's closest and Hagrid will know what to do."
"I'm afraid all we can is wait for Ron to burp up all the slugs," said Hagrid as the group explained what happened to Hagrid. "What set Malfoy off anyways?"
"He called Hermione a 'Mudblood'," replied Josh, earning a gasp from Hagrid.
"No! That's 'orrible!" cried Hagrid.
"What is a Mudblood?" Harry asked.
"It's a foul word for muggle-borns," replied Jessica. "It's mostly used by supporters of You-Know-Who and their families. Anyone who has a disdain for Muggles and Muggleborns really. Nasty word."
Ron burped up some more slugs.
"Well, if you ask me, they haven't invented a spell our Hermione can't do, right?" asked Hagrid, causing Hermione to blush. "You're the brightest witch of our age, Hermione. Don't let Malfoy get to you."
September 19th, 1992
Just a quick update. Hermione and I celebrated our thirteenth birthdays today. Harry, Ron, and Josh got permission from Flitwick and McGonagall and the second-year Gryffindors, Ravenclaws, and Hufflepuffs, along with a few select others, threw us a huge party in the Great Hall. Harry got Hermione several things she had been wanting, and Josh got me a lovely locket with our picture in it. Mum and Dad also sent me a new broomstick for Quidditch and several other presents. Hermione received a lot of muggle items from Uncle Frank and Aunt Helen, getting interest from some of the good Pureblood students. That got us to start a special club on muggle games, like Football and Cricket. Anyways cheerio!
October 31st, 1992
Well, we have another mystery on our hands. It all started with a Deathday Party invitation from Nearly Headless Nick. I mean, Sir Nicholas De Mimsy-Porpington. Josh, myself, Harry, Hermione and Ron were invited, but we didn't stay very long when we realized it was a disaster. On our way back up to the Halloween Feast, Harry started hearing these strange voices. He said he had heard these voices before in Lockhart's class but didn't know what to make of them. As we rounded the corner, we gasped at what we had seen. Mrs. Norris, Filch's cat, had been petrified and was hanging on the torch post by her tail. On the wall read, "THE CHAMBER OF SECRETS HAS BEEN OPENED. ENEMIES OF THE HEIR, BEWARE".
Filch immediately accused us of petrifying her, but Dumbledore believed us that we were on our way back to the feast. Before the five of parted at the staircase that separated Ravenclaw and Gryffindor Towers, we decided that we were going to find out if Draco was the one behind all of this and brew up some Polyjuice Potion.
November 8th, 1992
Yesterday was the first Quidditch match of the season. Gryffindor versus Slytherin. And as usual, choas ensued. Someone or something tampered with one of the Bludgers. It hit Harry square in the arm and after he successfully caught the snitch and landed on the ground to win the game for Gryffindor, Lockhart the Fraud tried to fix Harry's arm. Instead of repairing the bones, Lockhart removed them!
Madame Pomfrey was NOT happy. And Harry had to drink "Skele-Gro".
The Polyjuice Potion isn't going to be ready for about a month or so. Hermione said we'll have to use it over the holiday break and disguise ourselves as Slytherins who are going home for the holidays. Not sure who yet. And we found out who kept Harry, Ron, and Josh from entering the barrier at Kings Cross. The same one who tampered with the bludger. It was a house-elf that belonged to the Malfoys. I recognized him. His name is Dobby. Turns out Dobby was only trying to warn Harry about going back to Hogwarts this year. That terrible things were going to happen. Well, the elf was right.
While Harry was in the hospital wing, there was another attack. Colin Creevey had been petrified through his very own camera. The Chamber of Secrets was definitely open.
December 12th, 1992
McGonagall and Flitwick came around the tables today, getting the names of those students who were staying at the school for the holidays. The five of us all signed of course. Malfoy was staying in the castle for sure, so we figured it be best to use the Polyjuice potion. Unfortunately, the potion was still missing a few ingredients. Harry was going to have to sneak into Snape's supply closet while Ron and Hermione distracted Snape.
When we met later that afternoon, Harry proudly grinned as he held up the rest of the supplies. They relayed the story of distracting Snape by throwing a firework into Goyle's Swelling Solution, causing Josh and I to crack up in hysterics. The potion was now complete and would be ready in two weeks, just in time for Christmas Eve.
December 25th, 1992
Happy Christmas Diary! A dueling club has been started at Hogwarts. Lockhart and Snape are the professors in charge. As for the Quidditch Cup standings, Gryffindor is in first, Ravenclaw is in second, and Hufflepuff is in third. Malfoy is the laughing stock of the Slytherin team as they have not won a game at all this season. We also learned that Harry is a Parseltongue! Malfoy and Harry were dueling when Malfoy procured a snake. Everyone thought he was trying to set the snake on Justin Finch-Fletchly but he was trying to tell the snake to leave Justin alone when Snape burned the snake to ashes.
I immediately owled Mum and Dad for some advice. They replied back saying that it was not a good thing. Salazar Slytherin was a Parseltongue. Uh oh. Could Harry really be related to this guy? Dad said he was going to look into the Potter Family history for Harry and get back to us on that.
And then there was another attack that REALLY got everyone talking. Justin and Nearly Headless Nick had been petrified. Now everyone that wasn't close to Harry started avoiding him, thinking he was going to attack them next. What rubbish.
After the recent attack, loads of students were changing their minds and going home for the holidays. Josh and myself, along with Luna and Penelope Clearwater had run of Ravenclaw Tower. Gryffindor was empty except for the Weasleys, Harry, and Hermione. A few Hufflepuffs were still around as well, as were Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle, and two other Slytherins. Shouldn't be a problem, right?
Wrong. After we got hairs from Crabbe and Goyle after knocking them out and shoving them in a broom closet, I had a hair from Pansy Pug-faced Parkinson while Josh had a hair from Flint that he had pulled off of his quidditch robes. Hermione, however, thought the hair Millicent Bulstrode left on her robes during Dueling Club was actually a cat hair and Hermione transformed into a cat! Well, half-transformed. Her head was all furry and she had a tail. We weren't sure if Madam Pomfrey would believe our story, so we came up with a lie that Ron was practicing a transfiguration spell and had misfired and hit Hermione. Poor poor Hermione. She should be out in about a week, as soon as she stops coughing up hairballs.
Malfoy isn't a suspect anymore, by the way. He told our polyjuiced selves that he had nothing to do with these attacks but he was still at the top of my hate list because he was happy someone was cleaning up the filth around the school. Grrr.