Pamela Potter – Secrets down Deep
This is Book 2 in the Pamela Potter Series
Summary: A new year and a new set of problems involving a secret hidden beneath the school for millennia, dealing with new powers and learning how to focus her magic since her wand became part of her in the form of vines.
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Attack
For the next few days there had been nothing but talks about what the Chamber of Secrets might be, the writing on the wall was impossible to remove, as many unfortunate enough to get detention with Filch could confess. One thing that stood out, at least to Pamela, was that Ginny Weasley was being more resigned than most others. Pamela didn't want to push the girl, so she didn't say anything.
Hermione had isolated herself behind every book she could find regarding the founders. Her actual goal was off course the Chamber itself. Pamela had to concede that she too found the idea interesting, but she would go about it another way. After being held back in Potions a week later, Wednesday, supposedly to help clean the desks of flobberworms, Snape asked her a curious question.
"Ms. Potter, are you a Parselmouth?"
"I am," Pamela didn't think lying to Snape would accomplish anything. "And before you ask, professor, I don't even know of a snake that could petrify its victims, I asked several other snakes and it all comes down to a basilisk, but –"
"The gaze of a basilisk kills." Snape seemed to age a bit. "I asked you because I wanted you to ask snakes what you already did. You may leave."
After leaving the Dungeons, Pamela had a sudden burst of inspiration. She asked one of the ghosts if they knew anything about the Chamber, the ghost confessed that he didn't, but he did point her towards the oldest ghost in the school, Helena Ravenclaw, more commonly called The Grey Lady.
After finding Helena in Ravenclaw tower the two connected on some level. Helena offered her knowledge in exchange for a favor. That is how Pamela found herself in the Room Where Everything is Hidden. She traversed the numerous isles until she found the item that she sought. A diadem with an ornate raven as the central piece, it was quite beautiful, too bad what was about to happen to it.
"How am I supposed to –" Pamela didn't complete the question.
Finding a bowl in the mess was relatively easy. The one she found was deep enough to drop the diadem in and have room to spare, concentrating on every toxin in her body, including the basilisk venom traces that her wand had, and pushed it down into her bladder.
"I can't believe I'm doing this," Pamela muttered to herself as she pulled down her panty, lifted her robe and skirt and squatted over the bowl releasing every ounce of the toxins she build up into it.
The mixture smelled sweet, inviting even, but Pamela knew that it would kill anyone taking a simple sip. It didn't help that it started bubbling soon after, releasing a sweet perfume into the air. Without a second thought Pamela dropped the diadem into the bowl the diadem screeched in agony as it melted away. The liquid inside the bowl simmered down and soon evaporated into the air, harmless.
Pulling the memory from her mind she placed it inside the glass orb Helena gave her, a viewing orb, Pamela would look into getting one of her own in a few days. She could store all her memories into it. Since it was relatively small she could keep it in her inner, extended, pocket. Giving the current one to Helena, the ghost smiled and smashed it into the ground. Pamela arched a brow.
"I was there, I saw exactly what you did, your method may have appalled me, but the result had me smiling. Thank you for destroying what Tom Riddle befouled with his soul fragment." Helena smiled. "As for my side of the bargain, I have not forgotten, but I sense you would want your friend to hear it too. I do not know where the Chamber is located though, but I know more about it than many others."
At lunch Pamela invited Hermione up to the Room of Requirement, where Helena would meet them and tell them everything they needed to know about the Chamber. The girls arrived just after lunch and Helena was already there waiting. They entered into a comfortable living room complete with a warm fire.
"I was born as the August sun died centauries ago to one of the brightest witches of the age, Rowena Ravenclaw. She had created a piece of jewelry, a diadem that enhanced her intellect. At first she didn't wear it often since she noticed that it suppressed her will. In time she wore it more and more. By the time I was old enough to come here, she wore it all the time. I found solace in another, the youngest daughter of Slytherin who, like me, had become neglected by her father. He was building something for her at the time, but never told her where it was. It was a Chamber filled with all the knowledge he gathered along with a guardian that only her brothers and she could control at the time and in time so would their offspring.
"He was driven mad and paranoid close to the completion of the Chamber. There were only three people who knew why he left, including him. From this day forward so shall you. He found Shirleen and me in one another's arms, he found that we were lovers and couldn't handle it. That is the true reason he left. Shirleen and I search everywhere for the Chamber, but death caught up to us before we could. She died before me and I promised to linger around, to tell our tale should someone worthy show up.
"Myrtle haunts the place she had died. If the Chamber is there it is sealed against ghosts. I have tried finding it in there when Myrtle leaves to –"
"Spy on the boys while they bathe or shower," Pamela stated, the three laughed at the concept.
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Pamela had tried to worm herself out of the upcoming Quidditch game. No luck yet, unless she could find another seeker at her level or better. So after surviving the pep talk by Wood, she once again found herself in the air. To make matters worse, so was Draco Malfoy. The boy seemed quieter this year, but that changed when they were in the air.
"How does it feel to have a superior as an opponent, Potter?" Malfoy sneered.
"I wouldn't know. Katherine Gregor was injured in her last game." Malfoy was unable to find a retort before Pamela flew away as the game began.
Pamela flew over to the teacher's bleacher when she thought she saw a glint of gold, turns out it was Malfoy Senior's cane, oh goodie, he came to watch his little boy's first game. Pamela swooped up again and resumed her search. Seconds later she dodged a stray bludger nothing new Slytherin loved sending them her way. Only the bludger turned tail mid-air and sped back to her.
Once is unfortunate, twice a coincidence, but the bludger came back a third time making it a pattern. Even with Fred trying to beat the bludger away, yes Pamela could tell them apart, the bludger kept coming back. That was when an idea struck.
"Fred, I'm going to interweave between the Slytherins, use this bludger to our advantage."
As soon as she said that she reconsidered seeing that she caught sight of the snitch. She dove and chased after it, she went into autopilot like in the previous matches. Those who watched from the side lines, like Hermione, were on the edge of their seats.
To Hermione it seemed like Pamela had a death wish as she weaved in between the players chasing the snitch. Malfoy was gaining on her, so was the bludger. Pamela dived down pulling level with the ground. The bludger plunged deep in the ground it would take some time to dislodge. Pamela seemed to smirk at that. The seekers flew around the edge of the stands when the snitch dipped again. Malfoy didn't seem to know how close to the ground they were and dipped too. The tip of his broom stuck in the ground and he was forcibly dismounted.
The snitch took a wide turn and flew to a more comfortable height. Too bad it flew over the bludger that plunged into the ground. Pamela reached for the snitch only for the bludger to impact her arm, breaking it. Not being deterred Pamela reached for, and caught the snitch with her other hand. She fell on the soft grass in victory holding up the snitch. The rogue bludger didn't get the memo that the game was over and still went after Pamela until –
"Bombarda!" Hermione pointed her wand to the rogue bludger and exploded it.
"Not to worry, not to worry, a broken bone is easily mended." Dread filled Pamela as she recognized the voice.
"You won't point your wand at me!" she shouted and pointed her ivy covered hand at the man. "I'll forcibly castrate –"
Pamela was in the land of sleep before she could finish her sentence, no doubt the work of one of Lockhart's fan girls. When she woke again it was in the hospital wing. The pain in her arm was gone, but then so were all the bones.
"What happened?" Pamela asked.
"You were knocked out and Prof. Fake cast a silent spell on your arm, all the bones vanished." Hermione answered.
"Joy," Pamela said. She focused her vines and it formed an external support for her hand, she flexed her fingers with it and shivered, "Creepy."
"A healer familiar with your unique bone structure will be here shortly, Ms. Potter." Madam Pomfrey said putting away the bottle of Skele-gro. "Normal means doesn't seem to work with the re-growth."
"That is because Palm Lily isn't a normal girl that would be boring." Tonks and her mother appeared in the next to the bed, "Wothcher guys."
"Aunt Andi, sorry they had to call you – again." Pamela smiled.
"No worries, I became an expert when I healed you last year," She smiled, "Plaga Solis!" A dome of sunlight washed over Pamela's body, she handed Pamela a chlorophyll green potion. "Now drink this and stay in the Hospital wing for the night."
As Pamela passed out after drinking her potion Tonks smiled down to Hermione. "You are going to take me on a little field trip."
The two of them walked down the corridors to the third floor where the Defense classroom is. They knocked on the door and were told to wait a bit. Moments later a winded Lockhart opened the door. Hermione was able to see into the room and saw a moving cover on the table. She frowned, but said nothing.
"Gilderoy Lockhart, you owe St. Mungo's a fee of seventeen galleons for vanishing the bones in Pamela Lillian Potter's arm. You did this after the girl, who knows her body better than most, requested that you lay your wand down." Tonks said and thrust a paper on his chest. His smile wavered.
"Very well, I will go fetch the money, stay here, please, Miss –"
"Auror Tonks, child safety division." Lockhart swallowed hard. Hermione was able to make out a foot when Lockhart lifted the cover on the desk. It was so brief she thought she imagined it.
"Here you go, does Ms. Potter wish to press charges?"
"Not at this time." Lockhart physically relaxed. "Good day, Gilderoy Lockhart."
"Um Tonks," Hermione asked.
"Yes I saw it, but I don't have permission to burst in there and see who it was and I highly doubt that whoever it was would come forward."
"So you need proof?"
"Unfortunately, I wanted to come undercover this year, but the budget wouldn't allow it, more like someone in the higher offices wants that idiot here. My money is on the ferret."
Hermione was quiet after that.
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Pamela woke feeling a wet cloth on her head. She could feel the heat radiation from her body, and to someone else it might seem like a fever. Lifting her head she was stunned to see Dobby once more.
"What have you done this time Dobby?" Pamela sighed as she fell back down.
"Dobby is sorry Miss. Dobby is just wanting to keep Pamela Potter safe. Dobby has hoped that his bludger would take Pamela Potter away."
"A hundred bludgers couldn't keep me away from here. As I recall I told you something similar, and if I wasn't re-growing my arm at the moment, you would be on the ground dying a slow painful death."
"Dobby is used to death threats. He gets them all the time at home."
"Your master is a swine then." Pamela shook her head. "I will remain here Dobby, to protect my friend. Just remember that next time nothing will stop me if you try to stop me again."
Dobby was gone with those words. There had been another attack it seemed, Colin Creevey. Although Pamela wasn't bothered, strangely, by this she knew exactly what the rumors would say. Just like it started when the Chamber opened, all fingers would point to her. Too bad she didn't have mandrakes in her shop, all she could do was stimulate the ground to have the mandrakes grow a bit faster, but all things take time. Pamela needed to know who was releasing the basilisk and that she can only do by going down into the Chamber itself, hopefully it is in Myrtle's toilet.
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