Poppymoore1204: Wow, thanks for your review :) Yeeeah, I really love the title. I know it's difficult to write and all, but I love it anyways XD And it's gonna be even more fitting when we reach the fourth year ;) One question: Can you read minds? It's kinda creepy how you guessed what I was going to do with Elsa and the polyjuice potion XD Let's see how that turns out in the end, shall we? XD But it'll take a while till we get there. And don't worry, I'm not a fan of Relsa either, I can promise you there will be no such thing. But a little crushing doesn't hurt ;) Also, thanks for recommending my story, I'm flattered *blush* And to answer your last question: He was angry cause Elsa told him she wants to be alone and then he sees her together with Harry.

Gorgeousoxtg: I've watched the deleted scene and I've written it down immediately after watching XD I left out the part with the pixies, but I may use that later. But read for yourself :3

Sondrex76: You'll have to wait a little longer to read about that, dear ;) I won't tell too much, but what I can tell is that the others won't find out about her powers in the second or the third year ;) About the princess part… I haven't really thought about how to let that happen yet, but I'll think of something.

Sir V: Glad you start to like the idea of Drelsa xD And… yeah… Luna/Elsa really is creepy… I have nothing against femslash, but that… no XD

Guest(with a special long review): Not sure about Ginny and Harry yet, cause I'm not sure about who to pair Elsa with in the end. I have to say I don't like Ginny very much (crazy, huh?)… We'll have to see about that all when the time has come ;)

All the other anonymous reviewers: THANK YOU SO MUCH! XD

Disclaimer: I don't own HP or Frozen

Enjoy!

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When we entered the classroom for DADA, I almost wanted to turn around and leave immediately. The room was full of pictures of Gilderoy Lockhart. How can one man be so full of himself?

All of the girls were completely dazed by the classroom; and I seriously couldn't understand why. Well… maybe he was nice and charming. Hermione was sitting next to a girl of Hufflepuff, right behind were Harry and Ron and behind them I sat down.

"Can I sit with you?" I looked up at Draco. His voice wasn't gentle, nor was it harsh. He sounded… neutral. I considered telling him no. But that was weak. I couldn't show him how it was affecting me.

"Sure." I was expecting him to start babbling again and trying to apologize and everything. Nothing like that happened. He just sat down and watched the front of the classroom.

Ron and Harry briefly looked back to glare at Draco, who glared just as bad. Neither of them spoke a word, but the silence was worse than any argument.

I was glad when Professor Lockhart finally entered the room, ten minutes late. The girls didn't mind and were just amazed by him.

Already after the first five minutes I could tell this guy didn't know anything about the subject he was teaching. He was only talking about himself… and he wanted us to take a test to see how much we already knew.

Surprise, surprise, the test wasn't really about DADA. I almost didn't believe my eyes when I read the first few questions. He asked us about his favorite color and other useless things. I blinked and looked over to Draco, who had his face scrunched up.

"Who the fuck knows what his first pet was?!" He whispered, maybe a little too loud. Some of the other students chuckled, but the so called Professor didn't seem to notice.

I took my writing feather and shook my head while trying to answer the questions. Actually it was all guessing. I could see most of the others do the same.

After 30 minutes he took the tests back and soon it was clear that he was disappointed. How could we not know his favorite color? I wasn't surprised Hermione got every question right… even in this bizarre test.

"I see we'll have a lot of catching up to do!" The teacher grinned, his pearly white teeth shining. I frowned when he started talking about his birth. I raised my hand hesitantly.

"The young lady? I know what you want, girl. After class you can fetch an autograph." The girls giggled and awed.

"No, Sir… Actually I wanted to ask if we could talk about how to defend ourselves against dark arts?" A few of the girls gasped and the boys chuckled, when Lockhart looked taken aback. I almost wanted to take it back when he seemed to be close to tears.

"Excuse me, Sir." I started in a sweet voice and put on a nice smile. He could be a real baby as I learned now, but he was still a teacher; and if I wanted good grades I had to soothe him somehow. "What I meant was… Of course we've all read about your great life and how you grew up to be the wonderful man you are now. And now we'd love to hear about the adventures that made you so famous, Professor…" I almost wanted to gag. I should get an award for my acting skills.

However, it did have the desired effect. Lockhart was flattered and happy and started to tell us about how he defeated a dragon. I buried my face in my hands and let out a sigh. From the corner of my eyes I could see Draco looking at me and opening his mouth.

"Say something and I'll tell Lockhart you're his greatest fan…" Draco bit his lip to suppress a laugh. "Do I have to kiss his feet then too? Or is it enough if I say what you said?" I glared at him with a pout and decided to just ignore him for the rest of the lesson… which was only minutes later. Before Draco or I could stand up, Lockhart was sitting down on our table. Harry and Ron were waiting at the door, watching us.

"Miss Winters, I believe?" I nodded, forcing out a small smile, while Draco bit his lip hard to keep from laughing out loud. Lockhart didn't notice and just kept grinning.

"You seem to be a great fan, so I thought we-" I know, princesses shouldn't interrupt other people, but I had to rescue myself.

"Sir, I'm sorry. The thing is… Draco here was the one telling me what to say. I was raised in a muggle orphanage; I didn't read any of your books. But my good friend did, and you could say he is your greatest fan. I bet he would do anything to hear about your childhood, professor!" Draco looked at me in shock. However, Lockhart didn't seem to notice.

"Is that so? Well… I'd be glad to tell you about that. Good thing it's lunch time. Why don't you come to my office and I'll tell you everything about me?" While Draco was trying hard to talk himself out of this I quickly ran out of the room with a giggle.

I hurried to close the door and Harry and Ron laughed with me. "That was great, Elsa!" My laughter quieted down when I looked at the redhead. He still didn't apologize to me. He seemed to notice that too and blushed, looking down to his feet.

"Um… So… I just wanted to say I'm… you know…" I rose an eyebrow and winked at Harry, who giggled.

"Yeah? You're what?" I wasn't mad at him anymore, but a little teasing couldn't hurt.

"I… I'm… s-sorry..." he mumbled.

"Excuse me, I didn't catch that. Could you repeat that please?"

"I said I'm sorry!" I chuckled and ruffled his hair. "Now, was that so hard?" He blushed more and pushed my hand away.

Harry and I laughed and we made our way to the great hall for lunch. Ron soon was laughing too when we were making fun of Lockhart.

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Lunch time was almost over. The great hall was pretty cleared, only a few students were left. The Ravenclaw table was the emptiest. All of the seventh, sixth, fifth and fourth years were already gone for classes and most of the others went to study before their classes started. Luna was sitting on the opposite side of me.

Suddenly the large door opened. I looked over and saw Draco enter the hall. He seemed mentally exhausted and rubbed his ears… and I understood why. Lockhart entered shortly after and was still talking about himself as he made his way to the teacher's table, followed by the gazes of at least twenty girls.

I couldn't help but grin and looked down on my plate to hide it. I gasped when suddenly two hands were on either side of my plate and I felt a body behind mine. I rose my head, but didn't get to turn around when I felt a hot breath next to my ear.

"You'll get that back, Elsa." Draco… As soon as he has come he was gone again. When he sat down on the Slytherin table he looked at me with a smirk. Oh God, what did he plan?

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Two days passed and nothing special had happened. The tutoring with Draco wouldn't start till next week, so I didn't see any reason to be near him. I didn't want to admit it, but his little "threat" was making me nervous. He wouldn't do anything to really harm me, would he?

Apparently the reason Harry and Ron weren't there the first evening was that they crashed Mr. Weasley's flying car into the so called Whomping Willow. Already the next morning he got some sort of talking – excuse me – shouting letter from Mrs. Weasley.

That was quite funny, actually. I was chatting away with Luna, when suddenly Mrs. Weasley's voice was heard from the Gryffindor table. When the red letter was done scolding Ron it destroyed itself, leaving the redhead as pale as a ghost.

Soon Harry had his first Quidditch training this year. Hermione, Ron and I were sitting on a stone bench near the Quidditch pitch to wait for him and wanted to use the time to study for some test in History of Magic.

Our studying was interrupted when we saw the team of Gryffindor walk by, but they were stopped by the Slytherin's team. It seemed like they were having an argument, so we decided to walk over.

Apparently the Slytherins got a new seeker… Draco. Mister Malfoy senior bought new brooms for the whole team. After Hermione said their teammates made it in with pure talent, they didn't have to buy their way in, the blond insulted her, calling her a mudblood. Before I could even open my mouth to make him shut up, Ron had already pulled out his broken wand and tried to hex Draco. Of course it didn't work and soon Ron was vomiting large slugs.

I helped him up, along with Harry and glared at Draco. When he saw my gaze he looked down to his feet, but didn't say anything. The rest of the team just laughed and continued their way to the pitch. We decided to bring Ron to Hagrid.

I was really disappointed of Draco. Was this his way of getting revenge? Or did he just want to seem "cool" in front of the team? I couldn't tell and I didn't want to know. He had promised me to behave, and he broke this promise. No fancy words will make me forgive him this time.

Hermione was really hurt by Draco's words and I tried to comfort her at Hagrid's cabin while Ron just continued to vomit the slugs into a bucket. Since Harry didn't know what a mudblood was, Hagrid explained it to him and managed to cheer my upset friend up.

Back in the castle we were stopped by Professor McGonagall. She finally decided what the boys' detention will be: Ron has to polish all of the school's trophies and prizes, and Harry got the jackpot… He is allowed to help the great Lockhart with his fan mail…

On our way to the Gryffindor's common room so Harry could change, said boy tried to persuade Ron to switch their duties. Of course the redhead refused. He'd rather scrub every inch of Hogwarts with a toothbrush than spend a minute of his free time with Lockhart.

While Harry was changing, Hermione and Ron were discussing something about the Nearly Headless Nick – their house ghost – leaving me some time to think about a certain blond boy.

I just couldn't understand him. It was like he was two different people. One time he's absolutely nice and all, and the next time he's an… an asshole! There, I said it. Princesses shouldn't have such a potty mouth, but being surrounded by teenagers didn't really help with that. And it fit. And I felt better after saying it.

Fred and George always told me to just "let it go" and be a little more… normal. Like I could just throw away everything I grew up to be and be a completely different girl. But I tried. Speaking of the twins…

"Hey princess!" They came up from the stairs and I hushed them.

"Hush! I told you not to call me that here!" They mock bowed and grinned at me simultaneously.

"We're sorry, your majesty." -George

"Would your highness prefer any other fitting nick name?" –Fred

I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms in front of my chest, glaring at them. Hermione just rose an eyebrow. I was glad Ron took over with the explaining.

"That's their nickname for Elsa. Cause she behaves… like she behaves." Hermione giggled while Fred and George bowed again and made jokes about Ron and the slugs before they vanished behind the portrait.

I shook my head. "Those two…" Before I could finish my sentence Harry arrived, changed in his robes. Our next class was Charms, which made me happy. I loved this class and I thought Professor Flitwick is a great teacher. Harry and Ron had other opinions, but Hermione liked him as well… not as much as Professor Lockhart of course…

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After dinner Harry and Ron had to go to their detention and Hermione went to tutor one of the younger students, which left me to spend some time on my own. I've noticed Draco watching me the whole dinner time and once I've finished my pizza slice I hurried to leave the great hall.

I just knew he was going after me, so I practically ran through the halls and took several turns to get away. When I reached the girl's bathroom in the first floor, I entered it and put my ear to the door. Only seconds later I heard running footsteps. They stopped near the door, but then he was running again.

I didn't want to talk to him. He'd either finally take his revenge… or he'll want to apologize. But I didn't want to hear it anymore. He'll make me forgive him and then he'll promise again he'll change. And weeks later he'll do the same again. I just-

"Who are you hiding from?" I let out a scream when I heard a female voice behind me, and immediately put my hand to my mouth. I just hoped Draco didn't hear the scream. When I turned around, I saw it was a ghost. I frowned, she was just a girl, not much older than me. She was wearing the robes of Ravenclaw.

"W-Who are you?" She put on a pout and started crying. "Hey, hey, hey, stop crying! What's wrong?"

"Nobody knows me! Why would they, I'm just the fat Myrtle, the ugly Myrtle, the-" Her weeping was interrupted by a knocking on the door.

"Elsa? Is that you?" Draco again… I rolled my eyes and ran to one of the toilet stalls, motioning for the ghost named Myrtle to be quiet. As soon as the stall door closed the door to the bathroom opened. I couldn't see anything, but what I heard was enough.

"BOYS ARE NOT ALLOWED HERE! GET OOOOOOUUUUT!" I covered my ears to block out Myrtle's howling and soon the door was shut. I dared to open the stall door and smiled gratefully at the ghost when I saw she's chased Draco away.

"Thank you!" She grinned at me and levitated down towards me. "No problem… I've been there. I know how that feels. To be bullied so much that you go hide in the bathroom to cry and just be depressed cause nobody likes you…" I briefly thought about telling her that he wasn't exactly bullying me, but the thought was quickly thrown aside when she started weeping again.

"The mean Olive Hornby… She bullied me every day because of my glasses… If she hadn't done that, I would still be alive!" I looked at her with sympathy.

"Did you… did you kill yourself?" The ghost gasped. "NO! I'm not dumb! Why would I kill myself?!" I was about to answer when she continued. "No… I was there in this stall, right there. And when I opened the door I was dead." I frowned and wanted to ask her how exactly she died, when the door was opened again. It was Hermione. Myrtle howled when she saw her and flew down the toilet.

"There you are! You wanted to come to the library so we could get Ron and Harry from their detention together, remember?" I nodded and shrugged.

"I know… but Draco was following me and I wanted to avoid talking to him, so I hid here. And Myrtle, the ghost, -" Hermione rolled her eyes and pulled me with her.

"So you've met the Moaning Myrtle. You shouldn't listen to her, she's crazy."

"She seemed so… sad. She was bullied when she was alive." Hermione shook her head. "There are many people that are bullied. And they are strong enough to not kill themselves." Now I was the one shaking my head.

"She said she didn't kill herself, she-" Harry and Ron came running up to us.

"Guys! You'll never believe what just happened! I was helping Lockhart with his fan mail and suddenly I heard strange whispering voices… and… Lockhart didn't hear anything… It was like they were just in my head…" We looked at each other. Sounded like there was another adventure to come…

Since my common room was close they decided to escort me there in case Draco was still searching for me. We were talking about the strange voice when we noticed some spiders on the ground. It was strange, they were all crawling in a line out of the window. And if this wasn't strange enough, there was something wet on the ground. We followed the trace and stopped in our tracks at what we found…

Filch's cat, Mrs. Norris, was hanging on a torch bracket, petrified. I gasped and we took a step back. Behind her, on the wall was something written with what seemed to be blood…

THE CHAMBER OF SECRETS HAS BEEN OPENED. ENEMIES OF THE HEIR, BEWARE

So we were right… The adventure did just start…

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Yaaaaay, another chapter done! XD Sorry if it was boring -.-' My brain overflows with ideas for the fourth+ years… BUT I'll do the best I can to make the second and third year cool too XD

Next chap will have the explaining of the chamber of secrets, the rogue bludgers and maaaaaaybe the duelling club xD

See ya next time!