Up a littler earlier then normal as i might not be able to do so for about two days

Thank you to all that reviewed and yes, i admit that the last chapter was a little to close to home. But now that I see people liked it off cannon I shall do my whole best to make sure that the rest of the story is more interesting.

I apologize for the last chapter,

Also to Evelin - Yeah to much Harry but i don't think I could have come up with the chapter without it so unfortunately he had to be there...But don't worry, this one has more Hermione in it.

Noe back on with the story and I do hope everyone likes this better,

I own nothing

"So…..A house elf came to visit you?"

Harry could hear the skepticism in her voice and nodded exasperated. He had gotten out of the wing early that morning and had run all the way back to the common room to tell them all that he had been told. He found them lying near the fire completing their Charms essay, well Hermione was Ron was too busy trying to get her to do his to.

"But you love writing." She glared at him from her spot of the couch.

"No, Ron. I love my cat. I love getting one over on Malfoy, what I have to do is write…..And what I'm going to do is murder you if you ask me one more time." He held up his hands in a show of surrender and got back to his own work unhappily just as the door to the tower opened and in rushed the third of their group. After the initial welcome back from Ron and a smile from Hermione. He went on to tell them what he had happened during his night away from the dorm.

"So he was the one that sent the Bludger on its death mission after you." He nodded grimly; he had been less than happy at that just as Ron looked up, having made a realization.

"Wait a minute so was he what stopped us from getting through the dam barrier at the station!" He turned to the annoyed red-head and nodded once more. He had always wondered what had stopped them from crossing ever since they had gotten to the school by less than normal methods now that he knew he felt slightly better but now that he also knew it was the same elf who had sent the loose cannon like ball after him…..He felt nervous for his life.

"Did he say why he got us a detention and almost expelled?" Ron asked miffed as he looked at his parchment. He had indeed, to say he had gotten a shock on waking to find bat like eyes staring at him from upon his chest was something as he settled back against the couch.

"Yeah he did,"

He went on to tell them that apparently he admitted to all that had so far been hazardous to his health in order to stop him from coming to the school the others frowned as they listened to all he had informed him of, how he had gone against his master to tell him that he and seemingly, the school was in danger from something.

"And he didn't tell you who his master was?" He shook his head,

"Or what this danger is." He shook his head once more at her question. She sighed. Not much use there. "He said he only wanted to hurt me enough to make sure I got sent home." Ron snorted

"Funny way of showing he cares" Harry had to agree at that.

"Literally killing you with his kindness" Both Hermione and Ron had a laugh at his not so secret, secret guardian who hadn't got the memo that he had to help him not kill him himself. He mock laughed at their jokes but sobered as another thing the small elf had let slip that night.

"He said history had repeated itself."

They stopped laughing and turned to him. "What"

"Last night he said that 'he cannot let me stay here now that history is to repeat itself, now that the Chamber of Secrets is open once more'….Before he went on to assault himself with a lamp"

"So this chamber….It's really real and been opened once before" Hermione said turning in her seat. Charms essay now forgotten on the side as the conversation for her now turned more interesting. Harry shrugged and scratched the back of his head.

"Well he more let it out by accident. I tried getting more from him but he wouldn't say, just hit himself over and over. Weird really, until he vanished when Pomfrey came and I went back to sleep."

They mused quietly on the urgency of this little elf and how hard he had tried to get him to leave each lost in their own little thoughts. He had said that dark forces were planning against the school and if that was in fact true then a lot of people were in serious danger, he didn't know why the small creature had tried so hard to get him to leave seeing as it only went after Muggle born student's but if he could help it, he was going to do his best to get to the bottom of it.

And as he looked to see the slightly gleaming tint in his best friends eye as she thought. He had no doubt that brilliant mind of hers would be there with him along with their other friend.

Soon it was the afternoon and they had decided to go for a walk so put their work away before they were about to leave when the door opened and their head of house stepped through. Minerva looked around the room with a strained expression on her features; she hated this but as her duty it fell to her to be the one to tell them as she spied the three who were making their way to the door,

Ron nudged Hermione who had her head bent down and nodded towards the door when she looked at him on lifting her head she saw her Mother and was about to smile when she noticed the look on her face.

"Mo…..Professor" She gave her a slight smile at the near mistake as she looked on at her. "What's wrong?"

"I'll tell you in a second dear," Before she turned back to the others in the room and addressing them.

"Everyone…Everyone can I have your attention." The three looked at each other before sitting back down as they waited for the older woman to speak. Soon the majority of the dorm was in front of her as a few had come from their rooms to hear what she had to say. Once she had their full attention she nodded more to herself than anyone before she spoke.

"I do not wish to alarm you all but there has been another attack."

The room erupted with instant chatter as everyone exploded as Harry, Ron and Hermione looked at her shocked.

"When" Seamus called out after a few minutes she lifted her hand in a bid to gain quiet before she replied, "Last night the young man in question was found outside the stairwell to the hospital wing."

Harry's face scrunched slightly, he hadn't seen anyone last night he had been awake during the middle of the night so should have seen someone. Why didn't he?

"Who is it Professor?" Parvati asked as Minerva turned to look at her

"Colin Creevy."

More mutters rang out as the three on the couch reeled at the news. Yes it shouldn't have come as a surprise to them seeing as the first year was Muggle born. But much to them it did.

"So I want to make sure that everyone here is on their utmost guard. That no one is to walk by themselves and especially," She stopped there not finding the voice to say the next line. During the night she and Albus had talked and from what he had basically admitted. The chamber was once more open. It shocked and scared her to think of it and knew that now nowhere was safe for a number of the school.

She had also asked him how and without going down that one particular branch they knew was a mixed possibility. He didn't have a clue which unnerved her to say, and so here she was now admittedly saying the one thing she had tried so hard to dispel.

"Us Muggleborn's"

Dean Thomas spoke up from his spot next to Seamus as the aged professor looked up to him she saw his hardened jaw and slight crack in his tone and slowly nodded. She didn't know just how many more attacks were to happen should they in the future and so, wanted to make sure her house that there was nothing to fear…..Within reason.

"Just as a precaution" She said to him though they both knew as well as the rest that it didn't matter, "And that goes for everyone else in this room." She added looking around making sure that they all took her warning. With a meaningful look to the three on the couch she turned and left leaving them to take in the news

"Poor Colin" She muttered as the crowd dispersed. Sitting back Harry tried to wonder if the screen that hadn't been there during the night was what was shielding the frozen boy when he left.

"What do you think's going to happen now" Ron asked as they thought about what was to come.

"Security's going to be tighter that's for sure." She said after a while. "Though I don't know how they are going to defend against something that can petrify people." She admitted with a frown.

"Going to be weird around here as well." Ron added. They looked at him as he shrugged. "Without those annoying picture he takes"

That was true, during the nights when people came back to relax or on break. The trusty sandy-haired boy could always been seen with his camera standing around clicking away madly as he took photo after photo asking all sorts of questions that were normally so mundane to them but fascinating to him. Now that the first year had been petrified, the common room was going to be a lot quieter.

"But I know what we are going to do" She added looking at both boys as they glanced at her," Oh yeah…What's that?" She turned to Ron who was staring questioningly as she smiled with a look of mischief.

"We have a Potion to make."

It took some time but they managed to get the lesser known ingredients needed for the Potion and had given them to Hermione to store as if left to them they would have lost them before they had the chance to hide them and now all that was needed as the items a little harder to acquire and that meant taking a trip to the Potion master's stores.

Lesson with Snape was as always. Uneventful, with the overgrown mammal being as gracious as ever when it came to them point taking for absolutely nothing, the snide remarks about someone passing or another and to top it all off, the insults to Neville who was left cowering at his cauldron. The three glared coldly at the retreating man's back.

This made the diversion all the more better.

All three had beforehand, plotted on how about getting the ingredient's needed for the potion. Hermione had said she would be the one to get them seeing as and she had put it nicely. Both of them had been on his crap list since before they were born it seemed and so if they got caught their chances were blown before they began. They had agreed and so took the roles of interceptors in order to allow her to get what they needed.

Watching the clock all three had been studiously set about brewing their Potions. Stirring when needed adding mixture and even a sign of goodwill. Harry hadn't answered back when the greasy haired man-made a comment about him.

She could see the tension in his knuckle and so in a bid to not have any blow up's decided it was time to put their plan into action. She gave the slightest of nods to let them know that she was about to move it was halfway through the lesson and Snape was walking around checking each person brew making his scathing insult's to everyone that wasn't a Slytherin when it happened.

They had been making an antidote to the basic common poisons and the room was filled with smoking cauldrons. Snape was idly walking by when Harry, who had been taught the trip jinx by Hermione. Used his wand under the table and pointed it to the other side just as Malfoy went flying over and toppled into Crabbe who knocked into the table and scattered the heavy cauldrons across the surface.

The result was instantaneous as each large brew spilled from the containers as steam billowed into the air creating thick smog that had kids trying to wave it away in order to see. Harry and Ron heard the chair next to them push back as she sipped past them and out of sight before they knew it she hurried to the smaller door before checking that no one could see which they couldn't before moving inside.

She only had a few minutes at best and so knew she couldn't be wasting her time scouring and risk getting caught. She had read about this spell but had decided not to try it in favour of others but in this case it was the best option she had, sliding her wand from her sleeve she looked back to the door before muttering under her breath.

"Accio Boomslang skin" And waited as a piece of what looked like dried, wrinkled up leather shot off the shelf and into her hand before she shoved it in her pocket and lifted her wand again.

"Accio Lacewing flies"

By the time Snape had managed to clear the fog both Harry and Ron looked at the empty chair with fear but were surprised to find that she had returned and was sitting patiently hands crossed and facing the front. They breathed out in relief but immediately turned their heads when the thundering voice of the angry teacher cracked around the room.

"MALFOY YOU BLITHERING DUNDERHEAD!

The irate Potion master rounded on the frozen younger boy who was looking up from his spot on the floor. The head of house didn't even try to make up an excuse for his student's error instead bared down on him like an angry dog. The normally smirking boy just lay on the floor babbling much to the amusement of the Gryffindor's who sat and watched him flounder, even a few of the snakes who didn't much like the Malfoy heir enjoyed his discomfort.

He were hauled to his feet and shoved harshly into his seat as Snape muttered something non to gently in his ear and stalked off back to his seat leaving the blonde boy to sink down his pale face flush with red.

"Who knew a day like his could suddenly get so much better" Ron crowed happily as the others nodded. It was like waiting for opening that one last perfect present on Christmas day the fact they got to leave early was just the icing on a very decorative cake.

Hurrying out of the lower parts they made their way to the top trying not to attract attention to themselves nor drop the hard stolen booty before slipping into an empty classroom.

"So what now"

She pulled out the stuff from under her shirt and placed them on the table. "Well thanks to that we now have everything we need to start making the Potion. Both Harry and Ron grinned as she nodded.

"But we need a place to make it." Harry added she nodded at that again as they thought. Well Ron just stood there Hermione had to ponder on where was secret enough that no one would know that three-second years where concocting a highly advanced and rule breaking brew in order to question a ferret.

She clicked her fingers. She knew the perfect place.

"The bathroom."

Both looked at her as she smiled widely at them. "The bathroom?" She nodded, "Er….What"

She rolled her eyes. "The bathroom on the second floor. The one that has been unused for like…..Ever,"

"Yeah what about it." She refrained from hitting them.

"We can use it as a place to make the Potion. No one will think to look there and it will give us the peace we need." The two boys glanced at each other before back to her,

"So why is it out of order?" She shrugged. "No idea."

That was a lie. She knew the reason but didn't want to risk them saying no by mentioning the one little thing that was bound to have them running in the opposite direction. Myrtle was an aggravating irk at the best of times but with the right handling she would be no problem, it really was the perfect place and so in her way of saying. She had picked it, they had to accept it.

It took a few more minutes of persuading which really was her just saying yes and eventually wearing them down so they agreed, but they finally had a place to start making the brew she smiled and told them nothing bad would happen as she shoved the stolen ingredients into her back before the left the room.

They had also agreed that she would be the one to make it seeing as out of the three she was the only one who paid enough attention to remember how to actually put it all together so that it wouldn't explode she shuddered to think what might have happened lest they tried, all she could picture was the out of order bathroom being just a mere giant hole in the middle and two pairs of shoes where her friend's were supposed to have been.

So two days later saw them sneak out early Saturday morning as they made their way to the old and out of order bathroom. All the while on their trek Ron was watching the corridors left and right like an owl on sugar for anyone that could catch them and take points. In the end when they finally reached their destination she pushed on the door and let Harry in first before turning to find Ron still doing his surveillance.

She sighed and closed her eyes before reaching out with both hands. The silence of the hall was cut by the slightly feminine yelp emitted from the unsuspecting red-head as he was yanked into the room before the door was slammed shut. The out of order sign swinging from the handle.

It was the gloomiest, most depressing bathroom any had ever set foot in. Under a large, cracked, and spotted mirror were a row of chipped sinks. The floor was damp and reflected the dull light given off by the stubs of a few candles, burning low in their holders; the wooden doors to the stalls were flaking and scratched and one of them was dangling off its hinges.

All in all, the perfect place to undertake illegal doings.

Nudging him on they made their way to the middle as he placed the bag he had held on the floor and bent to take out the small cauldron they had brought. Hermione placed the wrapped ingredients on the floor as Ron put a dry towel underneath so the stone tiles were dry enough for use.

Once set up she lit and proofed the fire under the cauldron to flame without going out before they got about to making the Potion. Pulling the book from the bag he turned it to the page they needed before propping it up so she could read it.

Giving him a small smile of thanks she set about reading the instructions as the other two settled down and made themselves as comfy as they could on a cold floor as they watched her for a bit.

Getting bored they start talking among themselves for a bit as she rips up the dried knotgrass before nudging Ron to pass her the lacewing flies. Handing them over he gets back to his conversation with Harry before looking around the abandoned bathroom. It was sunny, with light pouring in illuminating the filth and grime that had built up over the years. Wondering why no one used it anymore as far as bathrooms went it was bigger than the boys he looked back to the busy girl.

"Hey Mione" Not looking up from her work she replied,

"Yes, Ron"

"Tell me something." He said stretching out and leaning on his hands. "Why are we brewing this potion in broad daylight, in the middle of a girl's lavatory? Won't we get caught? He waited for her to answer as she looked at the book before giving him a half lazy shake of her head and back to the Potion.

"No, no one ever comes in here."

"Why?" He looked confused.

"Because people don't want to get nagged to death…They've seen the alternative life around here" She muttered dryly as she carried on stirring. Looking even more bewildered he stared at her for a moment before responding.

"…What" She lifted her head slowly to look at him.

"Myrtle."

"…..Wha?" Tilting her head slightly she gazed at him before repeating, "Myrtle."

"…Who." This time Harry went to speak but were cut off as Hermione got back to keeping an eye on the Potion that had started to stew.

"Absolutely no one Ron."

Leaving the red-head utterly perplexed he didn't see the reason for why the bathroom was empty permanently coming up behind him Harry did, and his eyes widened at seeing the transparent girl creeping closer and opened his mouth ready to warn his friend only to have Hermione speak.

"Harry could you pass me the Leeches please?" He turned to look at her and saw her face completely blank as she waited expectantly. He opened his mouth but nodded slowly as he bent and got the desired little suckers. Ron was still baffled at what she had said and had been so intent in his staring at her that now Myrtle had come up right beside him

"Seriously Mione. Whose Myrtle."

"I'm Moaning Myrtle!" At the sound of her screaming He turned and almost screamed at the sight of her so close. Instead he went just as pale as the ghost girl glared at him before carrying on her rant.

"Wouldn't expect you to know me! Who would ever talk about ugly, miserable, moping Moaning Myrtle? Huh….HUH!" Before sweeping past him dramatically, Harry moved, almost jumped out of her way as Hermione never batted an eyelid and calmly kept on stirring clearly having already been acquainted with the ghost before.

"If you haven't guessed by now….That's Myrtle" She stopped her ministrations to look up at seeing his colourless face. He lowered his head to meet her gaze and saw the amused glint in her eye and sneered.

"She also happens to be a little sensitive." She said not taking the slightest bit of notice of his look as Harry merely stayed silent looking from Red head to an amused Hermione to the spot on the sill that Myrtle was perched upon whimpering quietly.

Guess that was why nobody used the second floor bathroom's.

Hope this was better.

Any and all comment's on how it is or to make it better are taken and appreciated. :D

And to those that read and saw the slight swear in there...I'm so sorry, didn't even see it until I did a check. All better now so...You know...All better.