I decided I'm going to put a POV in every chapter. Just look out for it, and it should stand out.

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Danny and Harry were at quidditch practice before the game, and the rest of them were working on a polyjuice potion that would take a month to brew.

"Hermione, by the time this brews, you could be petrified already!" Dani said, as she brewed the potion with professional skill. "You, Sam, and Tucker!"

"It's our only hope." Hermione said.

And with that, they made their way to the field as it rained.

Inside the tent, Danny and Harry were listening to Wood's rant, ready to play.

"Harry, you have to catch the snitch. They've got better brooms, but we've got the skills and the seeker! Get the snitch, or die trying."(What kind of coach or team captain says that!) Harry nodded.

"No pressure Harry!" Fred told him.

They walked onto the quidditch pitch, and cheers erupted from the crowd, along with boo's from the Slytherins. The Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs were dying to see Slytherin loose, and Gryffindor was Gryffindor!

"On my whistle, one... two... three!" She blew her whistle, and everyone took to the skies.

~*~Harry's POV~*~

The rest of the team did their own thing, and I scanned the field for the snitch. A bludger came straight for his head.

"Not afraid of a little bludger are you Scarhead?" Malfoy taunted.

"What do you know, Newbie?" I asked.

"NEWBIE!" He yelled. I dodged the bludger again as it came at me once more. It ruffled my hair as it nearly hit me.

"Careful Harry!" Fred shouted as he knocked the bludger towards a Slytherin player. The bludger pivoted, and shot at me again. I don't think the bludger should do that.

George shot the bludger at Malfoy, but yet again, it just switched directions and flew at me! I dove to avoid it.

Fred and George were moving back and forth, hitting the bludger as it tried to hit me. There was no way I could find the snitch, let alone catch it!

"Slytherin in the lead, sixty to zero!" Apparently the new brooms were working. "Gryffindor scores!" Lee Jordan shouted, and I smiled before ducking to avoid another bludger hit.

"This bludger's been tampered with!" George shouted before hitting it again. "We need a time out!" He said before he signaled Wood. Wood got the message, and called a time out.

"What's going on? We're being flattened!" Wood asked, worriedly.

"This bludger won't stop attacking Harry!" Fred exclaimed. "It's trying to murder him! Somebody's fixed it, and it's probably the Slytherins!"

"It's true!" Danny exclaimed. "One won't leave me alone either!"

"How? The balls have been in Madam Hooch's office since our last practice and there was nothing wrong with them then..." Wood trailed off.

"Let me deal with it." We said at the same time. Everyone stared at us.

"Are you insane?" Katie asked.

"Look," I told them. "With Fred and George flying around me, the only way we'll catch the snitch is if it flies into my mouth again. You guys need to watch the other players. I'll deal with the rouge one myself." I told them.

"And I can score easily with the bludger flying around." Danny said. "Thank god for ghost fighting right?"

"See what you did? 'Get the snitch, or die trying' how stupid can something you say get?" Fred said, glaring.

"I'm already dead." Danny pointed out.

"You heard them," Oliver told Fred and George. "Leave them alone, and take care of the team."

"I will go intangible if necessary. Ghost powers allowed, or not." Danny told Oliver.

"If the bludger goes for your head, go ahead. But anything else, I say no to. We need you following the rules. By the way, nice one with throwing the ball around that guy's head, then under the other. It's a new move, I must say."

"Thanks. I learned it in ghost fighting two years ago." And with that, we went back to playing. The bludger trailed behind me like a comet tail, but it hadn't hit me. I probably looked really stupid, but I would look worse if it murdered me.

"Training for the ballet Potter?" Malfoy sneered.

The snitch was floating literally inches from his head. I stood still for a moment too long.

WHAM!

The bludger smashed into my elbow as I reached out to get the snitch. My arm was broken, for sure. It hurt a ton, but I had to get the snitch. Not just for Gryffindor, but to prove to Malfoy he sucks at quidditch. I dodged the bludger as it came towards my face, and through the rain, I saw the snitch near the ground. My painful arm uselessly hanged by my side, and I caught the snitch just before I fell.

"We won." I said.

Then I fainted.

When I woke up, I saw the pathetic excuse for a professor above me. "No, not you!" I groaned.

"Doesn't know what he's saying." Lockhart said.

"Yes I do!"

"I'm going to fix your arm Harry."

"I'll keep it like this, thanks." Pain was much better than Lockhart. I heard clicking. "I don't want a picture of this Colin!" I said loudly.

I tried to sit up. "Lie back Harry, I've used this charm countless times! I just did it on your brother, but... anyways, sit up."

Yeah, just like he fought that ghost that was in the shape of a giant bear. Danny even called him out on it in class.

"No thank you, I think Madam Pomfrey can handle it." I said through clenched teeth.

"He really should Professor-" Oliver began. I could see Fred and George trying to get the bludger inside the box.

"Stand back!" Lockhart told everyone, rolling up his jade sleeves.

"No!" I cried weakly.

He cast a spell on my arm, and it didn't hurt. Nor did it feel remotely like an arm.

"Eh, well..." Lockhart gulped. "That can happen sometimes. Mr. Potter, why don't you take your brother to the Hospital wing so Madam Pomfrey can... tidy him up a bit."

"A BIT?" Dani yelled at him. "I swear, if Harry and Danny didn't need my help right now, I would-" Dani went into some very colorful language.

"Miss Potter! Detention!" McGonagall told him. Dani grumbled and helped me up. What I saw nearly made me faint again. I had what looked like a flesh colored rubber glove poking out of my sleeve. In other words, it was utterly revolting. (Does anybody see where I got the rubber gloves thing? Not that hard to see.)

Professor McGonagall put her hand on Dani's shoulder. "You don't really have detention." She told him. She smiled, and looked worriedly at me. "Misters Potter, I give you permission to prank Professor Lockhart's office with whatever you see fit."

I smiled and nodded as Danny, Hermione, Sam, Tucker, and Ron came running, Danny being dragged by Sam. He seemed to have the same rubber glove condition.

"Blimey Harry! Is that your arm!" Ron shouted in shock.

"Yes Ron this is my very misshapen arm, that has no bones in it. Can we just got see Madam Pomfrey now?"

~*~Normal POV, Hospital Wing~*~

Madam Pomfrey was raging.

"I COULD HAVE HEALED YOUR BONES IN A MINUTE BUT NO, LOCKHART JUST HAD TO BE STUPID AND TRY TO HEAL YOU'RE ARM! You're in for a rough night Misters Potter. Take this." She handed Harry and Danny a goblet of an odd potion. "I CAN HEAL BONES IN A SECOND, BUT GROWING THEM BACK!"

Harry nearly spit the potion out. "What is this!" He asked.

"Skelegrow. What did you expect, pumpkin juice?"

"Yuck." Danny gagged. Madam Pomfrey threw him a pair of pajamas.

"You'll have to stay the night." Harry groaned.

"Hey, I did it for like a week last year! You can handle tonight." Danny told him.

"And I was in here for a week not too long ago!" Dani told him.

Ron was stuffing Harry's arm through a sleeve through a curtain, as was Tucker to Danny. "Do you still like Lockhart Hermione?"

"It was just a mistake in spells." Hermione huffed. "It can happen to anybody."

"Hermione, if I wanted de-boning I would have asked." Harry told her. Hermione sighed.

Madam Pomfrey continued to rant about dangerous sports and dunderhead teachers.

"I hope the polyjuice potion tastes better than this." Harry groaned.

"With bits of Slytherin in it? Never. Not possible."

The doors burst open, and five quidditch players came through, filthy and wet.

"Awesome flying guys." Oliver said, smiling. "I have to say Danny, In all of my time watching and playing quidditch, I have never seen some spectacular moves such as the ones you did. And those moves to avoid the bludger Harry, amazing."

"Those moves were hard." Danny admitted. "I kept forgetting I was on a broom."

"Right, you can fly without magic!" Angelina said. "I never thought I'd say that sentence in a non-sarcastic way."

Everyone laughed. They brought sweets, butter beer, and cakes, but Madam Pomfrey came rushing over.

"These boys have thirty three bones to regrow! They need rest. OUT!" She ushered them out of the room.

"Can we keep the butter beer?" Danny asked.

"NO!"

Danny pouted in his bed. He would have crossed his arms, but that wasn't exactly possible at the moment.

"Isn't it kind of weird how the bludgers hit our arms? And how it happened to us? And how for some reason, Lockhart used the spell on you after it didn't work on me the first time?"

Professor Lockhart then came through the doors.

"Look Professor," Danny began. "I'm going through some serious arm issues right now, and looking at you makes me want to go ghost and beat the fudge out of you, so I recommend you stay away from me until my arm works again."

Lockhart just sidestepped out the doors of the hospital wing.

It was the middle of the night, and Harry woke up to stabbing pains in his arms. He yelped in pain.

"What? Where's Dan?" Danny asked, as he was woken up.

"Who's Dan?" Harry asked.

"Uh, nobody." Danny said. "Dobby?"

Harry then felt something sponge his forehead. "Dobby!"

Dobby seemed to be crying. A single tear ran down his nose.

"I warned Misters and Miss Potter not to come to Hogwarts. Why did Misters and Miss Potter not go back home after they missed the train?"

"It was you wasn't it!" Danny exclaimed. "You closed the barriers! You nearly got five people expelled Dobby."

"Expelled is better than here! Bad things will happen! Dobby felt bad after what he did. Dobby had to iron his hands." Dobby showed them ten bandaged fingers. "Dobby was so shocked when he heard Misters and Miss Potter were at Hogwarts! Dobby let his master's dinner burn! Such a flogging he got..."

"You better get out of here before my bones grow back Dobby, or I might strangle you!" Harry growled.

"Right after I freeze you, melt you, freeze you again, then burn you to a crisp, then turn you into syrup and put you on Snape's pancakes!" Danny said fiercely. Harry shook his head.

"Too far Danny." Harry told him. Danny grumbled.

"Sorry Dobby." Danny said.

"It's alright sir, Dobby is used to death threats." Dobby smiled weakly. Both Harry and Danny frowned. Dobby blew his nose into his pillowcase.

"Why do you wear that thing Dobby?" Harry asked.

"This sir? 'Tis the symbol of a house elf. Dobby is free when his master presents him with clothes. Misters and Miss Potter must go home! Dobby thought his bludgers would make them go home!"

"Your bludger!" Danny said.

"Dobby only wanted Misters Potter to be hurt enough so they were sent home!"

"Oh really?" Harry asked. "Is there a reason you want to send us home in pieces?"

"The Camber of Secrets has been opened!" Dobby gasped. "Dobby has said to much!"

And with that, Dobby disappeared with a CRACK.

Danny heard footsteps with his sensitive ears and signaled for Harry to pretend to be asleep.

"Lay him here." McGonagall told Dumbledore as she put a statue's head on one of the beds. Dumbledore put it's feet on the bed.

"Go get Madam Pomfrey." Dumbledore instructed. McGonagall returned with Madam Pomfrey.

"What happened?" She asked.

"Another attack." McGonagall replied. "I found him with a bowl of grapes next to him. Probably trying to sneak up and visit Potter.

Harry's stomach lurched.

Danny and Harry lifted themselves up a little bit to see who it was.

Colin Creevy.

Petrified, with his camera in hand, looking ready to take a photo.

"Do you think he got a picture of his attacker?" McGonagall asked.

Dumbledore opened the camera only for it to blow up in his face. "I don't believe so." Danny and Harry had to suppress laughter at the sight of Dumbledore's face.

"What does this mean Albus?"

"It means the Chamber of Secrets has been opened once again.

Danny and Harry looked at each other both thinking the same thing

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