Chapter 10

The Halloween Attack

October came quickly…as did an outbreak of colds from staff and students. We all kept Madam Pomfrey busy with that Pepperup Potion of hers. The potion did work on ingestion, but it did come with the appearance that our heads were smoking, due to the smoke pouring from the ears. Especially on the Weasleys. It gave them the look like their whole heads were on fire, which I found very amusing and got to pour water over Fred's head every chance I got.

It all changed when Draco bullied me into taking some, apparently I looked "peaky". then, it was me who was pranked.

Halloween day was the funniest day of my life. Fred and George walked into the Great Hall and headed toward where Ivy and I were sitting (we needed a change of scenery, so I sat at the Gryffindor table)

"Hey, Han!" Fred said cheerfully, patting me on the shoulder.

"You'll never guess what we did to Drosie." George chirped, plopping himself between Harry and Ron.

"You broke her broomstick?" I asked, praying they did.

"No…but we did find out that Drosie stole your broom at the end of last term and destroyed it."

"WHAT!" I yelled out, getting up "I'm going to kill her!"

"Calm your crap, Han." Fred said, pulling me back into my seat. "We got her bad for it."

At that moment, Drosie barged into the Great Hall.

"POTTER! YOU'RE SO DEAD!" she yelled.

I took a good look at her sopping wet hair. It was green and silver.

Slytherin colours.

"You did that!" I asked Fred, trying to suppress a laugh.

Fred and George nodded "To get back at Drosie for the Bludger Incident."

I burst into a fit of laughter. "You guys!" I said. "I have gained a whole new respect for you."

Drosie barged up to me and picked me up by the robes.

"You…did…this!" she snapped "FIX IT!"

Fred and George smirked at each other "Nope, she can't, Drosie. We did it. And you're stuck like that until the potion we used wears off."

Drosie dropped me and grabbed Fred "Which is when?" she spat.

"Until term ends." George said laughing.

I laughed harder. Drosie's going to look like she has diehard Slytherin Pride until summer!

"Let's call it…karma Drosie." Harry said laughing as well "You nearly kill my sister, and you look like a Slytherin for the rest of term. Karma came back and bit you in the ass!"

Jamie laughed "Nice one, Fred!" she congratulated, high fiving him.

"Vain!" Drosie snapped "Get back here."

Jamie stood up and faced Drosie "No…you can piss right off, Drosie. You are a total bitch."

I smiled. Jamie really was one of my friends now. No friend of Drosie would tell her to piss off, or call her a bitch.

…

The feast was pretty eventful. Professor Dumbledore had booked a dancing skeleton group to perform (much to a mixture of fear and amazement from me) and as usual, the live bats flew overhead of the eating students.

I elbowed Draco in the ribs "How do they get the skeletons to dance?" I asked.

Draco shrugged "I don't know. Probably an enchantment."

I looked over to the Gryffindor Table and found Harry, Ivy, Ron and Hermione weren't there. I locked eyes with Drosie, who growled in my direction and I returned back to my food.

"Dray, did you see Drosie's hair?" I asked, sniggering.

"No…why, what happened to it?" Draco asked, scanning the Gryffindor Table for her.

"Look for the one glimpse of silver and green, then go thank the Weasley Twins." I said, pointing to Drosie's general area.

The confused look on Draco's face turned to one of amusement as he wrapped an arm around my waist. "That looks awesome. Karma really suits her." Draco said.

I smirked "Exactly what Harry said."

Draco smirked too, putting a hand on my face "Well…I guess that is one thing that Potter and I agree on." he said.

I bit my lip as he went in for the kill "Yeah…for once."

Just as we were about to kiss again, and as I thought that I was going to get to kiss him, with Ivy not there, but then She-Cat and Sheila barged in and killed the mood.

"Hey, guys!" Sheila shouted, looking in between us.

"SHEILA!" I yelled jumping back from Draco in surprise.

"Isn't this feast great?" She-Cat asked ignoring the glare I was giving her "Better than last term, and the other term I was here!"

I rolled my eyes.

"Well…I guess She-Cat-" Sheila started

"MEOW!" Ramona shouted, lifting her hands up in the air.

"And I have to get back to our table. See you around, Han!" Sheila said, taking She-Cat by the wrist and heading back to the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff table.

I groaned in exasperation. Why were my friends so insane?

…

When the feast was over, Draco and I walked hand and hand back to the dungeons, talking about random crap. That's when we saw it.

Harry, Ron, Ivy and Hermione were standing under a large puddle of water near an out of order bathroom. Mrs Norris, Filch's cat was hanging on the chandelier stiff as a bored, eyes wide with apparent terror.

A large crowd began to gather around the scene, but not before I red the large, gleaming words on the wall by the windows:

THE CHAMBER OF SECRETS HAS BEEN OPENED

ENEMIES OF THE HEIR BEWARE!

Chamber of Secrets? Enemies of the Heir? The Heir of who? What the hell was all this?

"Enemies of the Heir beware! You'll be next, Mudbloods!" Draco shouted, earning a dark look from me.

Then, as though Draco's shout had summoned him, Mr Filch came sprinting into the scene, his eyes locked on the cat.

"My cat!" he cried out, causing the Slytherins (apart from me) to snigger "What's happened to my cat! What's happened to Mrs Norris?"

"YOU FIVE!" he wheezed at me, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ivy. "You killed my cat! I'll kill you! I'll-"

"Argus!" Professor Dumbledore's voice sounded through the corridor "Take the cat down. We must examine her."

Lockhart and Professors McGonagall and Snape ran in as well.

"What's happened-Oh my lord!" McGonagall gasped, staring at Mrs Norris as she was taken down from the chandelier.

"That's what we are going to find out, Minerva." Professor Dumbledore said, taking hold of the rigid Mrs Norris.

"Feel free to use my office, Professor." Lockhart said "It's just upstairs."

"Thank you Gilderoy." Dumbledore said, heading up the stairs "You come to, Mr and Ms Potter, Mr Weasley and Ms Duff."

Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ivy and I shared a nervous glance before we headed upstairs.

…

We sat in silence, watching as Dumbledore poked and prodded Mrs Norris, as Professor McGonagall assisted, Professor Snape watched from the shadows and Lockhart rambled on and on about some torture that could have killed her.

The sounds of Lockhart's yakking was drowned out by Filch's sobbing. He refused to look at the cat.

I looked around the room. There were posters of Lockhart everywhere watching the event. All their hair was in rollers.

"She's not dead, Argus. Mrs Norris has been Petrified." Dumbledore said after a while.

"It was them!" Filch said pointing to us "They did it! They Petrified my poor cat."

I stood up "We didn't do shit to your cat! I was at the feast the whole time! And besides, I think Professor Sprout has acquired some Mandrakes, which will turned her back to normal."

Professor Lockhart nodded "Yes, if you will permit me to make the Draught-"

"Excuse me, Gilderoy," Professor Snape cut in sneering "I believe it is my position to teach Potions at this school? It is my job to do that."

I nodded "It is his job, Professor." I said to Lockhart.

"But then again, if it wasn't Ms Potter who Petrified the cat, where was the rest of them?" Snape asked Harry.

Then Ivy broke into an explanation into why they weren't at the feast. They had gone to a "Death Day" party, whatever that was, for the Gryffindor ghost, Nearly Headless Nick.

"Um…Professor Snape?" I asked, cutting Ivy off "May I leave now?"

Snape nodded "Yes, Ms Potter, you may leave."

I nodded in thanks and left the office. I went down into the dungeons and pulled out a book. It was Hogwarts: A History. I leafed through it until I found the chapter on the feud between Gryffindor and Slytherin.

I read it until I fell asleep, still contemplating on what the Chamber of Secrets was.

But I kept asking myself: Why did I have a feeling that I had heard of the Chamber before?