Jamie thought she was going insane. She couldn't tell anyone about the voices she kept hearing, because, as the attacks progressed; she realized the voices were connected to them… some how. Jamie' s year progressed in fear. By then end of it, Jamie was a nervous wreck. The voices became more frequent, even daily.

"Would you please follow be Miss Weasly." The voice behind Jamie made her jump, she turned around to see Professor McGonagall already striding away. She came to stop at the entrance to the Headmaster's officer.

"Professor what' s–"

"The headmaster wishes to have a word with you." Her Professor said, shooting her a strange look, she murmured something to the stone griffen and walked briskly away. Jamie was confused. What had she done? She thought of the toilet seat she helped Fred and George explode on the second floor, but was that really big enough to get in trouble with the headmaster?

She walked up the stairs, and knocked on the ominous doors before her.

"Come in." The headmaster called, and Jamie entered the room, gritting her teeth for the punishment she was sure she was going to receive.

Instead, the Headmaster smiled at her, and motioned to a seat opposite his own.

"Would you like something to drink my dear?"

She shook her head. Dumbledore poured himself some tea, and spooned sugar calmly into it, sitting back and stirring the drink with eyes on her.

"Professor?"

"Yes my dear?"

"Why exactly did you call me here?"

Dumbledore sighed and put his tea down on the table. He surveyed her over his half-moon spectacles.

"Molly and Arthur have told me you found out you are adopted."

Jamie frowned, and nodded.
"Jamie, I need to ask you a couple of very… personal questions, and I need your word that you will tell me the truth."

Jamie nodded.

"Of course."

"Jamie, do you have the ability to talk to snakes?" The question caught Jamie off guard, her eyebrows shot up and she stared at him, and then slowly nodded.

"Yes."

"How long have you known about your… ability?"

"Since I was six, Fred was playing in the field, and one tried to attack him. I told it to stop." She said. reliving the memory.

"Do you enjoy this power?"

Jamie shrugged.

"Not really… it helps if someone's about to get hurt… but I don't use it for anything other than that."

"Who else knows that you can speak to snakes?"

Jamie thought for a second.

"Just my brothers."

"All of them?"

"Expect Percy… He never was one for odd magical occurances."

Dumbledore nodded.

"Jamie, have you ever heard of a place called the chamber of secrets?"

"Just in class this year, people started talking about it after…" Her voice died, as she remembered the horrible scene on Halloween night. He nodded, realizing what she meant.

"But other than that? Have you ever gone looking for the chamber?"

Jamie looked at Dumbledore in shock.

"No! I don't want to end up in the hospital wing, or dead. Why would I go look for it?"

Dumbledore looked relived to here her say that. He sat back deep into his chair and smiled at her.

"Is that it?" She asked.

He smiled,

"that's it." She nodded to him, and got up heading for the door. When she got to it, Jamie hesitated.

She turned around, and saw Dumbledore in the exact position, looking at her curiously.

"Sir. Can I ask you something?"

"You can ask my dear, I may or may not answer, depending on the question.

She nodded.

"These questions you asked me… you haven't asked anyone else them have you."

He shook his head.

"No my dear, I have not."

"Your aren't planning to either, are you?"

He again shook his head.

"Sir, does this have anything to do with…. With my birth parents?"

Dumbledore surveyed her for a moment over his half-moon spectacles.

"Your father attended school the same time the last attacks like these occurred. "

"Could he talk to snakes?"

"I believe so, though he did not share your horror of the attacks on students, he… well lets just say he didn't think very highly of any non pure blooded students." Jamie frowned, and shook her head.

"Sir, can I ask one more thing?"

He nodded.

"Were my parents death eaters?"

He smiled to himself, and then looked at Jamie seriously.

"Your father wasn't a death eater Jamie, although he was very close to Voldemort."

Jamie shuddered at the word.

"My mother?"

"Your father was very… protective of her. Especially when she was pregnant with you."

"Did he loved her?"

Dumbledore frowned, and looked at Jamie sadly.

"I think that's enough questions for today my dear."

"Bu—"

"When you are older Jamie, if you still wish to know who your blood parents are, then we will discuss it."

"How much older?"

Dumbledore chuckled.

"You will know when you are ready to know everything, and when you are, I will be here waiting to talk."

The headmaster was right, Jamie didn't want to know everything about her past, even more so since she found out her father, her own father was pretty much a death eater. She gave Dumbledore a half smile.

"Thank you professor."

He smiled.

"You are most welcome Jamie."

With that, Jamie made her way down the stairs, and made her way to the great hall for dinner.

The next two days Jamie spent most of her time in the library studying for upcoming final exams. She sat down to have breakfast, books sprawled out on the table in front of her as she ate. Ron and Harry joined her, and distracted her with talk about quidditch. Although Jamie had been a fairly descent player, she would rather watch the game. Professor McGonagall came in, and spoke to the entire room.

"I am happy to announce that the Mandrakes are ready for harvesting, and the students in question shall be revived tonight."

Cheers went up through the hall.

Jamie smiled at Harry and Ron.

"At least Hermonie will be awake to help you pass your exams."

Ron opened his mouth to make a retort, but Ginny came in and sat down next to him, looking very upset.

"Ginny, what's wrong?" Jamie asked gently.

"I have to tell you something, its about—"

"Hello all! No out of the ordinary occurences last night." Percy said, boasting in and sitting next to Jamie, she moved away, a little appauled by his ego.

Ginny got up, and left crying.

Jamie glared at her brother, gathering her books up quickly, and running after her sister, taking care to let one of the books hit him on the back of the head as she passed.

She caught up to her in the hall.

"Ginny!" She said, scrambling her books into one arm, and grabbing her wrist.

Her sister was in hysterics. Jamie let her books drop and hugged her tightly.

"Shhhh its ok Ginny, what's wrong?"

"I didn't mean to do it!" Ginny cried.

Jamie frowned, pushing her back and looking her in the eyes.

"What did you do?"

Ginny looked away from her, not answering the question.

"Ginny!" She said, giving her sister a little shake.

"His eyes… they're just like yours." Ginny murmured, disconnected.

Jamie started.

"Just like who's? Ginny talk to me!"

Ginny shook her head.

"I can't."

Jamie frowned.

"Are you in trou—"

"What's going on out here?"

The voice came up behind Jamie, she felt the hairs on her neck stand up, she released her sister, and turned around. Looking at Snape.

She smiled sweetly.

"My sister was upset, I was just trying to help." Snape raised an eyebrow, his eyes darted back and fourth from Ginny's tear streaked face to Jamie's. An evil smile formed on his lips.

"Ten points from Gryffindor, for causing a scene Miss Weasly." He said to her sister. Ginny burst into tears again and ran off. Jamie shot a cold glare at him, and to her surprise, Snape shrank back a bit from it. She raised an eyebrow at him when he caught himself, and he swung around walking away quickly.

Jamie snorted, and gathered up her books. Going to find her sister.

She couldn't find her. She looked everywhere, but gave up at four, hoping she would see her at dinner that night, but she didn't show up. She ate dinner with a couple of friends, but every time someone came through the main doors, Jamie looked up. She went with her friends Tarrah and Nicole to the library to study. As soon as they sat down, a voice boomed overhead.
"All students return to their houses immedietly."

Jamie and the other girls gathered their books in a hurry.

"Do you think there's been another attack?" Tracy asked, Jamie could tell she was worried.

Jamie shrugged,

"Your guess is as good as mine." She said, stuffing the last of her books into her bag.

The common room was jammed pack full of people when they arrived, everyone was talking in loud voices. Jamie said a quick goodbye, and went to see if all her family was there. She made her way through the crowd, when she heard someone calling her.

"Jamie!" Fred sighed in relief, he came over with relief on his face.

"Well at least we know our favorite sibling didn't get petrified." George said, joining them

Jamie shot him a look.

"That's a terrible thing to say!"

But she couldn't help smiling.

Her smile went away quickly though, when a thought crossed her mind.

"Have you seen Ginny?"

She asked worriedly.

"No." Fred said.

Jamie felt a knot grow in her stomach. But she didn't tell them about their missing sister, she didn't need to worry them. The next hour passed in a blur for Jamie, she kept up conversation with Fred and George, but her mind kept wandering to Ginny. She didn't see her, or Ron in the common room. Where were they?

The room went quiet all of a sudden, Jamie turned around to see Professor McGonagall standing inside the portrait.

She looked around the room,

"could Jamie, Fred, and George Weasly please come with me."

Jamie felt her stomach drop. Her legs went numb. Fred and George dragged her past the staring eyes. Jamie felt like she was going to be sick.

They ended up in the Headmaster's office. George and Fred stared around at the different artifacts. Jamie stared deep into the Headmaster's eyes.

She saw immense sadness, and pity. She fought to keep her voice steady, as she said.

"Who?"

Fred and George gave her a look of confusion, but Jamie kept staring at Dumbledore.

"Minivera, can you escort Fred and George into the hall for just a moment?"

Professor McGonagall steered the boys into the hall, shooting looks of confusion at Jamie as they went. The door shut with a click, leaving her and the Headmaster alone.

"Jamie, I must ask you again. Do you know anything about these attacks." Dumbledore said sternly.

Jamie glared at him angrily.

"You don't believe me? Do you think I attacked these students?"

Dumbledore shook his head. "No, but I heard that you had an argument with one of the victims today…"
"Today?" She said, choking up.

"You mean… someone else has been attacked?"

Dumbledore nodded sadly.

"Who blamed me then? If it wasn't you?" She said, regaining some of her anger.

"I did." The voice startled her, as Snape stepped out of the shadows behind Dumbledore.

Jamie glared at him, then realized he was right, someone she was talking to had been very upset today."

Jamie felt the anger leave her, and tears form in her eyes.

"Ginny?" She barely whispered. Choking back tears.

Dumbledore nodded sadly.

"Is.. is she ok?" Jamie managed to choke out.

Dumbledore sighed, and remained silent. They stood in silence for a moment.

"Ginny has been taken into the Chamber of Secrets, she's dead." Snape answered her question in a mellow tone.

Jamie burst into tears and sank to her knees.

"No! No! No! No! No!" She cried, sinking further on to the floor.

Fred and George burst into the room, hearing their sister's distress and went over to her, taking a protective position around her. Fred cradled her head.
"Jamie what's wrong?"

"Ginny." She whispered, holding onto Fred.

She saw the realization spread across his face.

"W-w-what?" He asked shakily.

"Fred, she's gone." She whispered, breaking down again in sobs.

She saw him bite his lip, and try to hold it together. He looked up at Dumbledore.

"Is it true?" He asked in a shaky voice.

Dumbledore nodded sadly, a tear sliding down his face.

"I'm sorry for your loss."

Fred and George's faces both showed the same anguish across the features. They sunk down into chair just as their parents walked into the room.

When Mrs. Weasly saw the look on her children's faces she went pale. Mr. Weasly came up behind her, and put a hand on her shoulder to steady her.

"Albus.. whats going on?" He asked in a stern voice.

Dumbledore took on a somber look.

"Molly, Arthur, as your aware.. there have been some recent attacks on some of our students.."

Jamie saw her father's hand go pale with his grip on her mom's shoulder.

"Your daughter… I'm so sorry Albus."

She saw the realization dawn on her father and mothers face, Mrs. Weasly became very small, and tucked herself against her father.

The room was silent for a long while; full of tears, and sadness.

Jamie let the tears fall silently down her face, making no move to get up. She saw Snape glanced at her curiously at Jamie once in a while, but she was too far gone to see him.

It seemed like an eternity passed before they heard some banging coming up the stairs.

Ron, Harry, Ginny, and Lockhart in tow burst into the office. The whole room seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

Her mother threw herself around Ginny and wept.

All was good.

Jamie hugged Harry and Ron.

"Thank you." She whispered to them.

Harry smiled at her as she kissed him on the cheek, and Ron blushed as she thanked him. Then, she excused herself from the office.

She smiled as she headed by herself down a lone hallway.

"Having a pleasant day… Anna?"