Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter

A/N: Thank you for following so far! There is still one more chapter after this, for Hogwarts, Harry's 2nd year, and then summer break again. I will be writing a sequel to this FF, since you all seem to like it. In this AU, I don't make Luna as "crazy" as she seems, I make her seem more like a creative girl with a grump attitude, but she is bullied, as you can see, so kind of OOC.

Harry and Ron ran past the collection of students and teachers, gawking at the description they knew they would dread to stop and see. Running past anything and everything, they silently crept into Moaning Myrtle's bathroom.

"What a foolish little girl, I wonder if her ghost will come back," cooed a crying Myrtle, before breaking into sobs again.

Ignoring the cries and sobs, Harry came out from under the cloak, and opened the Chamber of Secrets. It was all he could do from stopping to scream and yell for help.

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Luna rushed off to Dumbledore's office, her face a chalky white, similar to Malfoy's. But to her anger, she couldn't remember the password, so instead she yelled, screamed more like it, at the top of her lungs, "POTTER AND WEASLEY ARE IN DANGER!"

The gargoyles looked taken aback by her sudden outburst, but leapt aside, not wanting to upset her even more. And before she knew it, she was in Dumbledore's office, looking at him desperately. "Professor Dumbledore, sir. Harry & Ron went after Ginny, they know about the basilisk, and-"

Dumbledore at once rose to his feet, his face in knots of chagrin and alarm. "Go find Professor McGonagall, tell her immediately that she needs to have every student back in their houses," was all he told her.

Understanding, Luna swept out of the room, and ran past curious bystanders, since curfew was past broken, it was now invisible to every staff member and student. Screaming at the top of her lungs all the while, "If anybody in their right mind knows what's best for them, THEY will get back to their houses! Professor McGonagall!"

Emerald green robes turned around, and McGonagall looked at her incredulously. "The basilisk is down in the Chamber, Professor, but Dumbledore says we have to get every student in their houses."

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Where was she? All she saw was blackness, and more blackness. All she remembered was Harry telling Ron about the binding spell she did.

She slightly heard Harry's voice, although it seemed miles away. She knew her wand was still in her pocket; thank goodness Riddle hadn't taken that. She heard low rasps vaguely, that of something she feared of.

Her thoughts sluggish, she tried to move, but couldn't. Harry was in danger, with Riddle being so close. If only she could utter a spell, then she could save Harry, but she could do nothing, and a sense of helplessness washed over her.

Ouch, she mentally groaned. Something was stabbing her, literally going right through her ribs. Again, it seemed to puncture her stomach. This time, though, it was more painful. A boy screeched in pain, knocking her to her senses.

"Ginny? Wake up, Ginny!" yelled a familiar voice.

Her eyes opened, and she sat up. "Harry?" she gasped, before breaking into sobs, "Oh Harry I'm so sorry! I shouldn't have talked to the book-"

"Ginny, you need to get out of here," Harry winced, a deep gash on his forearm.

"But you're hurt."

"I can't go anywhere anyways. Go to Ron, you two need to find Dumbledore."

"I never leave my friends behind."

"Ginny, go."

An adrenaline rush swept through Ginny, and her mind clogged up. Uttering a spell that wasn't much success, Ginny thought it would be useless.

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"Ginny, no!" gasped Harry as soon as the spell was uttered. Harry knew she had a knack for Charms and Transfiguration, but this was unexpected.

Ginny shimmered, and a strawberry blonde wolf took her place, while Fawkes healed Harry's arm. Harry paid attention to both at once, and surprise was clearly in his face.

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Luna skipped off to Moaning Myrtle's bathroom, Professor Dumbledore and the Heads of Houses following her. She went into the bathroom, knowing that the Chamber would open any single second.

And she was right, the sinks pushed away from each other, a rasping snake-like voice coming from below. Fawkes, a phoenix Luna found to be interesting, flew into the bathroom, and the three from the pack that went down there climbed out.

Luna inspected their expressions carefully. Ron, who was still white in the face, muttered something as he saw the Professors; Ginny and Harry, on the other hand, looked worried, happy, and relieved. "Hello," Harry grinned, his eyes dancing with amusement.

"What on earth were you three doing down there?" gasped McGonagall, her face a pearly white.

"It's a long story," replied Ginny, although she wasn't panting like Ron was, and Luna gasped as she realized what that meant.

"I think we have plenty of time for that," Dumbledore smiled, before adding, "You four, come with me. We have much to discuss."

Harry, Ginny, Luna, and Ron followed slowly, while the Head of Houses started discussing something. "You did it?" asked Luna, barely audible.

"Yep, who knew getting angry was the key?" Ginny glared at Ron and Harry, ignoring Ron's glares back.

"Why, Ginny?" demanded Ron sadly.

"Oh shut it, it's not like I did something bad," snapped Ginny.

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The pack, except Hermione, sat in Dumbledore's Office, each one having a worried look on their faces. "So, what happened?" asked Dumbledore, his blue eyes twinkling with amusement.

So they began their tale, but stopped at when Ginny woke up. Harry and Ginny looked at each other nervously, before Ginny spoke up, "I woke up, and I casted a spell."

"What spell did you cast?" Dumbledore questioned politely.

"Do you have an idea, sir?" she replied, her voice thick with worry.

"I think I do; the animagus spell if I'm correct?"

"Yes, Professor Dumbledore."

"And I'm guessing it worked correctly?"

Luna shrugged her shoulders as Harry, Ginny, and Ron looked at Dumbledore in shock. "It was obvious. Why would you two be grinning?" Luna sighed.

"Obvious?"

"Indeed," laughed Luna.

"You will have to register, Ginny," Dumbledore noted, before another word could be said. "Now, here come Molly and Arthur."

Ron and Ginny groaned. How would their parents react to all of this?

"Ginny!" gasped Molly, as Arthur and Molly ran up to their children and Harry.

"I'm okay, Mum," a strained reply came from Ginny.

And off they went, retelling their tale. It seemed that everything was perfect, except for a minor detail. Little did they know that their friend missing in action had just been cured from her petrifaction?