Thanks to everyone who is reading this. My friends and I have decided to make a sequel. I won't spoil anything for you. The first paragraph a time skip. I would've gotten bored/writers block if I rewrote the entire book, so I just avoided that. Now here's Chapter 7!

Sami Jo POV

The next few months were fairly normal. A few more people got petrified, such as Colin Creevey and Justin Finch-Fletchley. Harry and his other friends, Ron and Hermione - well, mostly Hermione - were doing quite a bit of research, trying to figure out what was in this 'Chamber of Secrets.' We tried asking Emma, but she didn't seem to remember any of her times in the Chamber.

We were on our way to meet Hermione in the library. She had told us that she might have an idea. As we turned the corner, I looked down and screamed. There was Hermione, lying on the floor, a mirror in her hand and the answer in her head where we could never reach it.

"Why the mirror?" Emma asked.

"I don't know," I sobbed, we were so close to figuring it out! "I bet Hermione knew why."

"Well, I guess that's it then." Emma declared.

"Now who going to give us the answers to our History of Magic test?" I moaned, Hermione actually understood half the stuff, unlike me.

"I think we have more important things to worry about than the History of- whatever it is," Emma sighed.

"Yes," I commented. "Such as: What do we do now?"

"We should take her to the hospital wing, where all the other petrified people are," Emma suggested.

"I guess you're right," I said, "As always," I added, a bit more quietly so Emma wouldn't hear.

"Did you say something?" Emma asked.

"No." I responded. A bit too quickly, I could tell because Emma gave me the suspicious look.

"Anyways," I started, trying to change the subject, "How are we even going to get her to the hospital wing?"

"That's a very good question," Emma murmured. Judging by the way she said it, we weren't getting Hermione to the hospital anytime soon. Neither of us had a plan. Great. Just what I needed, another long and annoying day.

"I heard the scream," Harry panted, "I just came down to see-"

"Well," I interrupted, "She's right here, if you wanted to see her."

Harry took a quick look at Hermione.

"Why the mirror?" He asked.

"I asked the same question," Emma sighed, "So far, no answer."

"Do you think she really new the answer?"

"Yes!" I yelled.

"Look, you two need to calm down," Emma said calmly, "Just-"

"Hey, look at this." I said ignoring Emma. There happened to be some sort of paper in Hermione's hand. I slowly moved it out of her hand and began to unfold it. It was probably something important. It looked as if it had been torn out of a book.

"What is it?" Harry asked anxiously.

"It looks like-" I gasped, "This is not good, not good."

Emma grabbed the page from my hand, anxiously she read the page.

"It appears to be a-" she stopped.

"A what?" Harry asked.

"Sami Jo was right, this isn't good." Emma said. Nervously she passed the paper to Harry.

Harry gasped, "A basilisk!?"

"This isn't good," I said nervously.

"What are we going to do?" Harry asked.

"I'll take Hermione to the hospital wing," Ron volunteered.

"I can help you," Emma added.

She and Ron picked Hermione up by the armpits and started to carry her as if trying to make a doll walk. If it weren't for the situation, I would have laughed.

Harry and I were alone in the corridor. "We should probably go back to the common room," Harry suggested.

"Good idea," I decided.

However, as we were walking back to the common room, an announcement rang through the halls. "All students back to your common rooms, please." The voice silenced. There was no additional explanation.

On the way back to the common room we passed the second floor bathroom. There was another message on the wall, directly below the first. Her skeleton shall lie in the Chamber forever.

We sprinted back to the common room, arriving just as Professor McGonagall arrived.

"Where have you two been?" she asked skeptically.

"Hermione," I panted, out of breath.

"You don't mean…"

"No she wasn't the one who was taken," Harry regained his breath, just long enough to clarify, "She was petrified. We came back as soon as we heard the announcement."

"Very well," she said curtly. "We still do not know who it was that was taken. I have come to check your common room."

We quickly stepped inside, followed by McGonagall.

"Excuse me, students," she called out. The room that was filled with noisy chatter just seconds ago was now silent enough to hear a pin drop. "The reason you have been called back to your common rooms is this, a girl has been taken into the Chamber of Secrets. I will now proceed with roll call."

She started calling out the names of students. Finally she got to Harry. "Harry Potter!"

"Present," Harry responded.

"Emma Potter!"

There was a tense silence. "Emma Potter," she called out again.

More silence. Ron came up next to us. "Where is Emma?" I hissed.

"I don't know," he said. "I thought she was with you."

"Was she acting strangely after you took Hermione to the hospital wing?" I whispered back.

"Actually," Ron said, "now that you mention it, yes. She seemed to be in some sort of trance.

Just as we finished discussing, another announcement rang through the school, except this time it originated from our common room. "I must inform you that we have identified the girl who has been taken into the Chamber of Secrets. You will board the Hogwarts Express tomorrow."

"She didn't finish roll call," Harry noticed.

"What would it matter?" Ron asked. "She already knew it was Emma."

"I guess," I agreed thoughtfully. I couldn't shake the feeling that something was up.

A/N: Thanks for reading. Just a warning, there are a few major plot twists revealed in the next chapter.