Harry Potter
The Secrets of Hogwarts
By xXxKaraBeckerCutterxXx
Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all related concepts do not belong to me! I am merely borrowing them for my own personal enjoyment. All OC's and anything you dont recognize is copyrighted by me: xXxKaraBeckerCutterxXx
Rating: K
Pairing: N/A (as of now)
Genre: Adventure/Friendship
Warnings: Please do not flame me for anything.
Summary: One year ago Charlie and Riley learned the truth and their first year at Hogwarts became legend. Now another year begins. But little do they realize that History is about to repeat itself and the struggle for Hogwarts future will begin.
Author's Note: Its everyone's favourite game. QUIDDITCH! Sadly Charlie will not be present. This one is in Riley's POV. Enjoy. Chapter dedicated too Razmend, Aims5 and DJScales.
Good News & Bad News
The next morning dawned bright and early, and it saw the Slytherin and Gryffindor teams heading down to the pitch for the first game of the season. Riley, Ron and Hermione walked happily side-by-side with one another, chatting and laughing amongst themselves. Neither seemed to notice that Charlie wasnt present to enjoy the festivties that the game had to offer. "I hope we win," Ron grinned, wringing his hand "We deserve it! Slytherins are such - Ouch!" he yelped, holding his hand over the back of his head and glaring down at Riley who walked beside him "What did you do that for?" he asked
"Do not speak ill of Slytherins!" she warned "one of your best friends is a Slytherin" she pointed out "and some of my best friends are Slytherins"
Ron shook his head "I cant believe you're 'best friends' with Slytherins!"
"Charlie," Riley pointed out "And if you actually got to know the Slytherins...maybe, you'd get along with them too"
"Not bloody likely!" the red head responded
Hermione glanced across at Riley, who was shaking her head and rolling her eyes "Speaking of best friend Slytherins," she piped up "but where's Charlie? I thought she'd be here for sure, not only are you two usually joined at the hips, but her house is playing wouldnt she be here to cheer them on?"
"Maybe she is already down there," Ron suggested
"No," Riley shook her head "Hermione's right; Charlie and I we're usually attached at the hip, that and its a Saturday. Its her time with us Gryffindors." she breathed "But I havent seen her, I did check the Slytherin table this morning but she wasnt there. Daphne, Millie, Pansy, Draco, Nathan and Blaise were missing too" she glanced around "and I don't see them anywhere now"
Hermione patted her friend's shoulder "Im sure they'll turn up," she reassured "They've probably come to breakfast early and gone down to the pitch with the Slytherin team."
"Yeah," Riley nodded "Probably"
As the three Gryffindors made their way down to the pitch, they passed Professor Snape walking with Mr. Malfoy and sadly enough, much to Riley's dismay - Mr. Malcolm. The older gentleman sneered in her direction which she ignored, held her head high and carried on walking with her friends. Snape smirked as he watched her before leading Mr. Malcolm and Mr. Malfoy towards the teacher stands, whilst the students soon reached the Gryffindor stands and climbed the stairs meeting with the other Gryffindors which were already there.
"Have any of you seen Charlie?" Riley asked, when she spotted Brandon and Connor in the stands. The boys shook their heads. "Okay, thanks" Riley sighed before turning back to Hermione "where is she?"
"Why don't you go over and ask?" Hermione asked, pointing to the stands of green and silver
Riley chewed her lower lip "Think I will," and jumping up she hurried off to the Slytherin stands
"She's barking!" Ron crowed
"Oh hush up, Ronald!" Hermione scolded "She's welcome there...the same as Charlie is welcomed with us"
The red head frowned "Tell me again, why we agreed to that?"
"Because we were friends with Charlie before she became a Slytherin!" Hermione responded "and she'll be our friend long after we finish Hogwarts!"
Ron looked glum before nodding, that was true.
Several minutes before the game was too start Riley returned, but no one in the Slytherin stands had seen Charlie since last night. "I need to talk to Marcus and Nikki," she stated, sitting down "But the game's about to start. I'll have to talk with them after this is over"
Hermione and Ron nodded, and the three Gryffindors made themselves comfortable in the front of their stands and watched as the Gryffindor team was announced; she cheered loudly with the rest of her house, but in the great nature of the game she booed when the Slytherins came out. The two teams flew in their house team's formation before returning to the centre of the pitch where Madam Hooch started the game like every other Quidditch game begun. People were shouting and screaming for the team they wanted to win, the Slytherins screaming for their house team as Gryffindor, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw all shouted for the lion's to take the victory once more. It wasnt common knowledge that the Slytherin Snakes were hated it Hogwarts, but they didnt care, and even if they did...they didnt show it.
Riley, although she wanted Gryffindor to win because they were her house-team after all, wouldnt have minded if Slytherin had won. She knew how Gryffindors celebrated after a victory and she really wanted to know how a Slytherin celebrated. Maybe one day she would get that chance.
Madam Hooch blew her whistle, the Quaffle was released and the game begun.
It was now halfway through the game and the points were in Slytherin's favour, they were ahead, leading 80-30. Marcus, Adrian and Graham had scored several consecutive goals within the first 10 minutes of the game. And Nikki was playing on top of her game also seeing as she had shield every single goalpost like her life depended on it. If only the spectators knew the true reason behind how the Slytherins were more concentrative and ready for the game today. Just before they had come out of the changing rooms they had made a promise that despite everything that had had happened over the past couple of months since school had started, and especially at last night's practice run they would at least try to win the Quidditch game. They werent doing it for their spectators or for their head of house...or even for the fact that Mr. Malfoy had come all this way to the school to watch them play on their new broomsticks. They were doing this because one of their own had gotten hurt last night, during their Quidditch training. She may not have been apart of the team but she was still one of their own.
They wanted to give her at least some good news when she woke up.
Riley smiled as she leaned forward on the railing and watched as Ron's brothers, Fred and George, batted a Bludger back and forth up the pitch in an attempt to stop Marcus from getting across the pitch with the Quaffle. One of them aimed for a swing before the Bludger suddenly veered off, almost knocking the twins off their brooms and headed straight across the pitch towards Harry. Riley's eyes widened as she let out a strangled scream of her friends name, as he looked up and quickly avoided the collision with the Bludger. The ball quickly whipped around mid-flight and flew back towards Harry once more. Harry saw the Bludger return, lay low on his broom and took off in the opposite direction as Draco Malfoy hovered a few feet away from the Gryffindor stands watching him.
"What is going on?" Ron shouted, as Riley leaned over the railing a bit further
"Draco!" she called to the Slytherin seeker "What's happening?"
The blonde shrugged "Your friend, Potter's got himself a rogue bludger" he answered
"Someone's tampered with it!" Hermione squeaked, watching as Harry pulled out of a dive to avoid the Bludger once more
"No kidding genius!" Draco snapped, as Harry returned a little razzled from his escape "Orite there, Scarhead?"
Riley rolled her eyes, just because Charlie was friends with both Draco and Harry didnt mean the blonde Slytherin didnt tease the Gryffindors. Well, save for Riley of course.
"ANOTHER GOAL FOR SLYTHERIN!" Lee Jordan cried from the mega-speaker interrupting the taunting and teasing between the two seekers and the three Gryffindors in the stands "that leads Slytherin 90-30"
Marcus smirked "Yeah!" he said, looking around at his team as they re-grouped in the air and took off once more as a mass of green and silver. The Quaffle was passed arund from Chaser to Chaser, often being stolen by the opposing team, but Slytherin always managed to retrieve it. They were a hard not team and therefore didnt exactly play by the rules, at the start of every game that she wanted a nice clean game, but you couldnt get one of them when you played against Slytherin. Even Charlie would have admitted that.
"Im surprised at you Gryffindors," Draco sneered, as he chased off after Harry on his broom "I thought Loyalty was one of your traits"
Harry frowned "What are you talking about?"
"I know Riley's been asking around, but only a selected few know really," Draco drawled
By now Harry was getting frustrated "What are you talking about Malfoy!" he snapped
Draco smirked "Little Charlie's in the Hospital Wing," he sneered "You'd think by now some of her best friends would have visited her. Its a shame really, but don't worry, us Slytherins take very good care of our own"
Harry jerked forward on his broom; Charlie was in the Hospital Wing. Why? His fear must have shown on his face because Draco had started to chuckle
"Oh do not fear Potter," the blonde responded "she wasnt attacked...well, not by the Heir of Slytherin" he figured Riley had already told them what was going on, and the story of course "If you ask me your Rogue bludger had a taste for Slytherin Muggleborns last night. Poor kid...didnt know what hit her. Of course her friends were there to help her"
Harry's hands tightened around his broom in anger and frustration, Malfoy was making it out to seem that he and the other Gryffindors didnt care about Charlie when on the contrary they didnt even know that Charlie had been in an accident, let alone in the Hospital. A snarling sound was heard and Harry turned to see the Bludger had returned ducking the Bludger flew over head and disappeared into the sky, just as Wood flew into view a few feet away from him.
"Watch yourself, Harry," the Gryffindor Captain told his seeker
"Wood, look out!" Harry yelled, as the Budger returned. It crashed into Woods broom in two as he fell to the ground. With Wood out of the way the Bludger made a beeline for Harry who swerved out of the way and took off up the pitch.
With Wood out of the game, Slytherin's points were increasing rapidly - 90! 100! 110! They had reached 150 in a matter of minutes.
Venturing off the beaten track Draco and Harry tore off after the Snitch, and the Bludger followed. Minutes passed and soon they reappeared from beneath the stands. Malfoy was knocked off his broom and lay on the field - winded. The Slytherin crowd groaned, there went their chances of catching the Snitch.
Riley and her friends leaned over the railing of the stands in order to watch Harry as he reached forward with one hand towards the Snitch, Riley screamed and buried her head in Ron's shoulder as the Bludger hit her friend in the arm. Her eyes were shielded away from the game and she didnt know the outcome until Lee Jordan's voice ripped through the silence.
"HARRY POTTER HAS CAUGHT THE SNITCH!" Lee Jordan finally shouted
There was a deafening up roar from the Gryffindor, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw stands; as Harry lay on the sand the snitch in one hand; his other arm on his stomach. Instantly the second years were hurrying down from the stands and onto the pitch, followed by other members of their house as well as Hufflepuffs, Ravenclaws and Lockhart. They were all rushing towards Harry, who was attempting to escape the Bludger that was bent on destroying him.
"Finite Incantatem!"
Hermione shot off the spell, as the ball exploded into several different colours all around Harry.
"Harry!" Riley cried, falling to her knees beside her friend; the boy pushed himself into a sitting position, through he was holding one arm awkwardly against his chest. "Are you alright?"
"No," Harry shook his head "M-My arm, I think it's broken" he winced as the Gryffindor team landed, and the Slytherins hovered in the air above them.
"Don't worry Harry, I will fix that arm of yours, no problem" Lockhart stated, as he dropped to his knees beside him
Harry instantly went on defence "No," he shook his head "Not you!"
"Silly boy; doesn't know what he is saying" Lockhart said "Now, this wont hurt a bit" he added, pulling up Harry's sleeve. He pointed his wand at the limpless arm "Brackium Emendo!" there was a bright glow before the light died out and Lockhart lifted Harry's arm as it flopped around uselessly.
"Ew!" everyone around them groaned
Lockhart shook his head "Ah, now, now, come, come, come" he said "The point is you can no longer feel any pain" he bent Harry's arm backwards "and it is quite clear that the bones are not broken"
"Broken?" Riley snapped "There's no bones left!"
"Much more flexible though" Lockhart stated as he let Harry's arm flop back to its original position.
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Up in the Hospital Wing, Madam Pomfrey refused to let the whole Gryffindor house in at one time; so she allowed Harry to choose who he wanted there with him and he chose the second year Gryffindors alone. Although the Slytherin Quidditch team stood on the opposing side of the room, surrounding a sleeping figure of a second year Slytherin. Her head wrapped up tightly in a bandage and her body wrapped tightly in the cloth that was provided as a hospital blanket, her eyes closed in a peaceful slumber lay Charlie. Riley now understood why her friend hadnt been at the pitch and she also understood when and where this had happened, but to say she was happy about it would have been an understatement. On the contrary, she was terrified for Charlie's health and well-being after being hit in the chest with a Bludger and knocked her head on the Slytherin stands the previous night.
Madam Pomfrey was bustling about the infirmary, muttering under her breath about Lockhart and how fit he seemed to be for a teacher position, but also along with a few other things that the friends never thought they'd hear a teacher or any adult at Hogwarts to utter in their wildest dreams.
"Wow," Riley mumured, as she let out a low whistle at Madam Pomfrey's voice
Nikki smirked and patted the Gryffindors shoulder, as the Medi-witch gathered several potions from her office and place them on Charlie's bedside table, before going back to Harry "You should have been brought straight to me!" she stated "I can repair bones in a heartbeat, but growing them back!" she shook her head
"You will be able to won't you?" Hermione asked
"Oh, I'll be able to, certainly." Pomfrey nodded "But it will be painful. You're in for a rough night Potter, re-growing bones is a nasty business"
She poured a small amount of clear liquid into a tumbled and handed it to Harry, who drunk it only to spit it out the moment it passed his lips. Riley whipped around as Madam Pomfrey scoffed.
"What did you expect?" she asked "Pumpkin Juice?" she sighed and moved away from the bed
Soon the Slytherins started to leave, after Riley promised letting them know if anything in Charlie's current situation changed. Soon it was only the Gryffindors left in the infirmary, save for one unconscious Slytherin.
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Charlie whimpered as she glanced around, she was back in the Chamber again and just like before she wasnt alone.
"You're too smart for your own good!" Quirrell hissed, shoving her into the wall and knocking the wind out of her lungs. The Slytherin groaned as she slumped to the ground and stared up at the DADA professor as he towered over her "Its a pity that I had to try and blow you up," he told her "You really were a pretty little girl!" and he reached out to touch her face.
"Get off me!" Charlie snarled, her face changing from fear to disgust "Your sick and twisted!"
Then it happened the fatal curse. The torture of her dreams.
"Crucio!"
Charlie screamed as pain ripped through her body, it was like she was being lit on fire, and had a thousand knives cutting into her skin. She couldnt bare it. She screamed and screamed as the curse was repeated again and again working her body into nothing, the more she screamed the more stronger the curse became. She screamed and writhed on the floor, wanting to beg for the pain to end.
She could feel her brain starting to shut down, along with the rest of her body. Her heart was beating rapidly in her chest trying to keep her main organs running, but it was pumping uselessly. She was going to be tortured to death. 'Please, stop' she wanted to say, hell she wanted to say anything or him to stop, but he was purely enjoying her torment. Tears streamed down her face and droplets splattered against the floor.
"Such a shame," she could hear him mutter above her screaming "Its a real shame"
The curse was lifted, but his wand never strayed from her "Had enough?" he asked
But she was too hurt to respond, he took her silence as a 'no'
"Very well," he smirked, and pointed his wand at her "I can do this all night. Can you last that long?"
Again she couldnt answer
"CRUCIO!"
"NO!" Charlie screamed as she bolted up in her bed, sweat clung to her face and neck as her hospital gown clung to her body. Her breathing was heavy and there were tears in her eyes as well as on her face, she didnt take a chance to look around merely pulled her legs up to her chest, hugged them and buried her head in her knees as she cried freely.
Harry stared at her with wide eyes; what had happened to make Charlie so scared? He opened his mouth to call to her just as Madam Pomfrey bustled out of her office and quickly moved towards the Slytherin "Miss. Hunter..." she soothed, touching the Slytherin's shoulder only to have Charlie scream and pull away.
"Please dont!" Charlie panicked "Please don't hurt me...I'll do anything...but please, don't hurt me...please..." she sobbed
Pomfrey looked up at Harry who was staring at his friend in terror, he had a pretty good idea of what she had seen.
"Madam Pomfrey," he called quietly "is it possible that one could have nightmares about the torture curse? To the point where it could feel like its gonna kill you?"
"Yes," the Mediwitch nodded "It is possible Potter, why do you -" she trailed off, her eyes turning back to the Slytherin "You don't think?"
The Gryffindor nodded "I do, Madam" he agreed "Charlie's never usually like this. But at the end of last year it was the only time I had truly seem her scared. Although she didnt look like that, she was crying. And i've never seen her cry before"
Madam Pomfrey looked thoughtful before nodding "Thank you for informing me, Mr. Potter" she told him "You may go back to sleep now"
The Gryffindor nodded and lay down, although he had no intentions of going to sleep after what he had just witnessed with his friend. On the otherside of the room he could hear Madam Pomfrey fussing over Charlie, as the second year Slytherin didnt put up much of a protest. Glancing through the darkness Harry could just make out his friend taking a variety of different potions, before settling back into her bed.
"I will be right back," the Medi-witch told the Slytherin "I just have to make a quick Floo call. Finish your Hot chocolate then take the Dreamless potion. Understand?"
Charlie nodded "Yes, Madam Pomfrey" she said in a croaky voice "Thank you"
"Its alright dear," the Medi-witch smiled "Now drink up and get some rest. You'll feel better"
The Slytherin nodded and watched as Madam Pomfrey bustled out of the Hospital Wing and back into her office.
All was silent in the Hospital wing between the two friends, Charlie had noticed Harry being there but she wasnt really in the talkative mood, she was scared to go back to sleep but she hoped that the Dreamless Potion would work its wonders tonight.
"How was the match?" she asked after a while
"It was okay," Harry answered "Gryffindor won, but Slytherin played well"
The Second year snake nodded "Congratulations on winning" she responded
"Nearly didnt," Harry anwered
"What do you mean?"
And he jumped into the story about what had happened earlier that day down on the Pitch. When he had finished, Charlie sat opened mouth and staring at him from across the room. The bludger that was after him and sounded like the same one which had knocked into her, or was it possible that her bludger was just a regular everyday ball that went after everyone on the pitch?
But you werent on the pitch she reminded herself You were in the stands. So it sound's like a charmed Bludger.
"But who would send a bludger after us?" She voiced her question as Harry sat silently
Before the Gryffindor could respond a new voice joined the conversation, a cold hissing voice.
Kill...Kill...Time to Kill
Charlie looked up at the ceiling and then at the walls around her bed, it sounded like the voice was coming from inside the wall, and an heavy body was being dragged along with it. "Harry..." she mumured "...do you -?"
"Yeah," he answered "I hear it too"
She looked back across at her Gryffindor friend, before jumping as something popped in and landed with a soft thump on her legs.
"Hello," said a squeaky voice
"Dobby?" both Slytherin and Gryffindor students questioned
The House Elf gave a squeak of delight and bounced off Charlie's bed and hurried over to Harry's "Harry Potter should have listened to Dobby," he told the Gryffindor "Harry Potter should have gone back home when he missed the train."
"It was you." Harry accused "You stopped the barrier from letting Ron and me through"
Dobby's ears drooped "Indeed. Yes, sir" he nodded
"You nearly got Ron and me expelled!"
"At least you would be away from here," Dobby squeaked "Dobby thought his Bludgers would make Harry Potter and Charlie Hunter see"
Charlie's eyes widened "Your Bludgers?" she demanded "You made those Bludgers come after us?"
"Dobby feels mos aggrieved, miss" The House-Elf told her "Dobby had to iron his hands,"
And he held up his bandaged fingers
"You better clear off before my bones come back, or I might strangle you!" Harry threatened
Dobby gave a horrified shriek and bounced off his bed and hurried towards Charlie for protection "Dobby is used to death threats, sir" he told them "Dobby gets them five times a day at home"
"I don't suppose you could tell us," Charlie spoke up "why you're trying to kill us"
"Not kill you, Miss" Dobby answered "Never kill you. Dobby remembers how it was before Harry Potter triumphed over He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. We house-elves were treated like vermin, of course, Dobby is still treated like vermin" he sobbed into the clothes he was wearing.
Harry stared at him "Why do you wear that thing Dobby?" he asked
"This, sir? It is a mark of the house-elf's enslavement," Dobby explained "Dobby can only be freed if his master presents him with clothes"
A door banged somewhere outside the Hospital wing, as the two students and Dobby jumped in surprise.
"Someone's coming," Charlie whispered
Dobby jumped up onto her bed "Listen," he told them urgently "Listen! Terrible things are about to happen at Hogwarts. Harry Potter and Charlie Hunter must not stay here...now that History is to repeat itself?"
"Repeat itself?" Harry asked "You mean this has happened before?"
Dobby gave a horrified shriek "Oh, I shouldn't have sid that!" and he turned once more, hurried over to Harry's bed and started hitting himself with the bottle that was on Harry's bedside table.
"Stop him!" Charlie cried
Harry hurried over and pryed the bottle from Dobby's hand "Tell us. When did this happen before? Who's doing it now?"
"Dobby cannot say, sir" the house-elf responded "Dobby only wants Harry Potter and Charlie Hunter to be safe"
"No Dobby," Charlie spoke "Tell us. Who is it? Maybe we can help"
But Dobby glanced her way, shook his head and disappeared. Seconds later shadows appeared outside the door. Harry jumped back into bed and pretended to be asleep, as Charlie finished her Hot Chocolate and placed it on the bedside table, downed her dreamless potion and lay down.
"Put him here," Madam Pomfrey's voice whispered "What happened?"
"There has been another attack," Headmaster Dumbledore responded
Charlie's breath hitched in her throat as she listened in on the conversation that was taking place, several beds away from her.
"I think he's been Petrified, Madam Pomfrey" McGonagall answered "Look. Perhaps he managed to take a picture of his attacker"
Oh no the Slytherin breathed, there was only one student she knew that walked around with a Camera, and that was Gryffindors own first year, Colin Creevey.
Several moments went by with nothing but silence, there was a small explosion. Rolling over, Charlie glanced down and saw the camera's film puff up in a minor explosion.
"What can this mean, Albus?" McGonagall asked
Dumbledore didnt hesitate to answer "It means..." he responded "that our students are in great danger"
"What should I tell the staff?"
"The Truth," Dumbledore answered "Tell them Hogwarts is no longer safe. It is as we feared, Minerva"
Charlie's breathing increased rapidly at her headmaster's final words
"The Chamber of Secrets has indeed been opened...again"
A/N: Another chapter for you loving readers. So the Chamber has been opened...and why does Dobby keep warning Charlie to go home? Harry, we can understand...but why Charlie? Keep reading to find out.
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Chapter updated 31/12/2010 at 14:47pm