(A/N)- Haylo to all! I know it has been much to long and I am a horrible person for making you wait! So I thought I'd try something new as a way to include you back into the story so I know I haven't lost you! This is in first person, so tell me how it is okay?

Chapter 13: Close to Home

According to Bill's copy of Hogwarts, A History (which I had him mail to me the morning after the attack) the Chamber of Secrets was a hidden dungeon made by Slytherin. He crafted it after a serious fight with Gryffindor. He built the Chamber as a way to purge the school of those unfit to study magic in his eyes, in other words Muggle-borns. The monster within was said to be the tool needed to cleanse the school and only a descendant of Slytherin could control the monster.

I've taken to staying up late. It started on the night of Mrs. Norris's attack. I just can't sleep so I try to use the time wisely. I've thought a lot about Slytherin's heir and the monster. The heir must be a student and probably a Slytherin and maybe a Parselmouth, if it was hereditary. But wouldn't some stuck up Slytherin be gloating if he were a Parselmouth? I've also deduced that the monster is a snake of some sort, so that Slytherin could have controlled it. If my points are correct then most of the school has guessed wrong, it can't be Harry. Well, I at least don't think so, that's part of the reason I joined 'The-Help-Harry-Laugh-Off-The-Suspicions-of-a-Large-Portion-of-The-School-Population-League'. It's a bit of a mouthful thanks to its founders, the twins.

At these late hours I also think about Ginny. She's so distant and I think I notice it most, you know being her best friend and all. She's been going to Percy to talk. Percy of all people! She thinks he's this pompous twit and she goes to him! I guess I'm just jealous.

The twins stay up with me. They each take turns, one night Fred and the next George. They get really worried about me, but I think they need to think about Ginny too. She is their favorite sibling and the youngest and the only sister. If Ginny only knew how important she is to all three of us maybe she'd cheer up.

I sat down next to Abigail when I got to the Quidditch stands. The game was already starting when I took my seat. Either I had taken a longer time than usual walking back from the locker room, where I had wished the twins luck, or maybe Wood was just quicker with his speech today. No I probably just walked slower.

Harry narrowly avoided a bludger and George raced after it. He shot it towards a Slytherin but it came back at Harry again. George chased it again and sent it at Malfoy but to no avail it still came back to Harry. Now Fred joined in the attempt and the twin beaters fought off the bludger while Harry tried to distance himself from it. Wood was finally able to get George's signal for a timeout.

When they returned Harry was without help, which seemed odd to me. It must have been his idea because the twins wouldn't leave him alone like that. Harry was really moving out there, but he didn't really have a choice being chased by an insane bludger and all. Malfoy was taunting Harry by the looks of it. Harry was still for a moment because the snitch was flying right near Malfoy's head, twit didn't even notice it! Then the bludger crashed into Harry's arm and he almost fell off! It was difficult to see through the rain but it looked as if Harry was attacking Malfoy! But he was only just trying to get the Snitch, I's be happy either way. But he had the Snitch; Harry had won the ga- Oh! Harry was falling! Ouch. Harry had landed.

I followed most of the Gryffindors down to the field where Lockhart was trying to help Harry who, for his condition, was putting up a good fight. Harry had to eventually succumb and sadly he lost all the bones in his arm. Ron and Hermione carried him up to the Hospital Wing where I'm sure a very unhappy Madam Pomfrey waited.

The twins and I walked back to the castle once they had finally gotten the bludger into the box. I really hoped everything would calm down for at least the rest of the day, but I highly doubted it.

The whole Quidditch team had gone down to visit Harry so I was alone in the common room. When Hermione walked in I figured she'd have the latest update.

"Hey Hermione. How's Harry?"

"Oh hi Willow. He'll be alright in a day or so, though Madam Pomfrey did say it would be painful, he'll get his bones back," Hermione informed me.

"That's good. I was worried. So where's Ron?"

"He's still in the Hospital wing with Harry, when the Quidditch team came in we were over the limit so I left," she explained.

"Hm. Hermione, could you help me with a Potions essay?"

"Sure, Willow," she replied with a smile. I loved Hermione she was my hero! Well sort of anyway.

It was late that night when I got the news. There had been a second attack. I doubt any one of us could truthfully say we weren't expecting it, in fact the writing had almost guaranteed it. I just wasn't expecting it to be so close to home or that it would be kept a secret. But of course that wouldn't last with Fred and George in the school.

I woke up that morning to persistent poking. My first thought was Ginny but she was now a zombie form of her previous self. Then I thought Abigail but she was quite shy so I think she would be gentler. I opened my eyes a smidge to see two identical redheaded figures. Gawrsh I hated them!

"Go away guys! It's early!" I whined.

"This will not do at all," said one of them sneakily. It is too difficult to distinguish them in the morning.

"I think drastic measures are called for," the other agreed.

"May I have the honor, Fred," asked the one I was now certain was George.

"George don't! I am too sleepy," I begged. But it did not help. He tickled me and when George Weasley tickles you at two in the morning, it is not fun!

"Okay, oh oh kay!" I screamed, "I am awake!" George stopped several painful minutes later. "So why am I awake at,"

"Two forty nine in the morning."

"Yes, thank you Fred."

"Well," my personal clock continued, "We have some juicy slash scary slash sad gossip for you. We wanted to make sure you were told by two able bodied huggers."

"Okay so what exactly happened?"

"Your year-mate," George started, "um the one with the camera and the Harry obsession?"

"Colin," I provided.

"Yes, thank you. Well we heard Dumbledore in the Hospital Wing and well he's been um Fred you tell her!"

"He's been petrified," Fred said rather panicked.

I couldn't say anything. I just kind of sank back onto my pillow. Fred, and George for that matter, looked a little scared. I figure it was because I had started crying. Which, had a friend of mine not been attacked by a monster, I probably would have seen how dumb that was to do in front of the guy I'm in love with. George decided to be brave and sat next to me. I, on some strange spasm of insanity, crawled into his lap and cried. I probably completely freaked him out, but I was able to calm down. They both continually told me that Colin would be all right and I felt better.

Sometime later I drifted to sleep. The nightmares that hadn't changed much in a while were back with a vengeance.

My dad was going to get my mother. I slipped on my shoes and followed him. Outside their bedroom door I could hear them talking.

"Diana why don't you just tell someone what you saw?"

"Connor, I told you I couldn't do it. She knows I heard her decide to spare those aurors and she'll probably never think out loud again. You know as well as I do that she's coming because of the rumor about Voldemort. We're those people's replacements, so just accept it! All we can hope for is that Willow will get away."

He just nodded his head as she opened the door and the three of us made our way outside.

I woke up to two very lumpy pillows and weird looks from Abigail. My two lumpy pillows were the twins so that also explains the weird looks. I mouthed sorry and she shrugged her shoulders. I laid back down on my Weasley mattress until I heard Abigail go down to breakfast.

"Oi! Lumps get up!" I shouted, elbowing them. This was a bad idea because they rolled over and sent me flying off the bed. "Guys!" They let out the laughter they had been holding in. Boy are they lucky I'm only a first year or else they would so be eating their words, or laughter in this case.

"Sorry Willy," said Fred, giving me a hand up.

"Yeah, yeah."

"So, Willow, what are you doing today?" George asked.

"Nothing. What are you guys up to?" I questioned.

"We are taking you to Hogsmeade for a much needed meeting to make sure you feel okay about the whole Colin thing."

"That's so sweet," I said surprised. "But it is also pretty illegal."

"We got permission," Fred assured me. "But don't tell anyone. We have a reputation to uphold."

"Ooooh, big words for Forge," teased George.

"Oh shut it, Gred," laughed Fred.

"Wait guys, why is it a 'meeting'?" I asked. But the ever-helpful twins just laughed and told me to meet them in the common room.