Hi guys and thank you for your reviews! Sorry for being absent, but I had no time to update, so I decided to just sit down and finally write this chapter.

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Emily: This was actually a foreshadowing of what's to come in later years, but yes, Voldemort does have an interest in her powers, and I'll dig into it deeper in later years.
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"What I'd like to know is how Voldemort managed to enchant Elsa when my sources are telling me that he's currently hiding in forests of Albany?" Dumbledore stated mildly.

After all of us got out of the Chamber, the entrance closed and we went to Dumbledore's office. While we were going there, I tried to talk to Elsa, but she was refusing to look me in the eyes and talk to me. It wasn't her fault this happened! If anything, it was a bit of mine and Riddle's of course.

I should have tried to find out what was wrong with her more. What's more, Riddle said that he managed to possess Elsa when she was emotionally unstable and her powers were going wild! It was my fault Hermione was petrified. If I hadn't been so demanding with Elsa the day we had that shouting match, she wouldn't have released the Basilisk!

Harry knocked on the door. Dumbledore opened them and let us in. McGonagall and Snape were in the office, as were… mum and dad! "Elsa!" mum cried before she and dad ran to hug her. "You saved her!" "How did you manage to do that?" Snape asked.

"I think all of us would like to know that." McGonagall stated. Harry put the sword and the Sorting Hat on Dumbledore's table. I did the same with Riddle's now destroyed diary before all of us sat down. Harry then started telling everything, how he heard some strange noises while being at his detention, the Deathday party, voices again, then other events including Aragog and the Chamber of Secrets.

While he was talking, I saw him looking at Elsa for a few brief moments. I looked at her as well. She was staring at the ground and sitting next to her parents. Harry never mentioned the diary or Elsa, much to my relief. What would they say if they knew? Elsa was already clearly upset. Then, Dumbledore asked that question.

"What did you say?" Dad gaped at Dumbledore."He enchanted Elsa? Again? But, wha…" "It was this diary." Harry quickly said when I threw him the diary and he caught it. "Riddle was writing in it when he was sixteen." Dumbledore took it in his hands and was observing it.

I couldn't help wondering though. Why were my parents so worried? I mean, of course they were worried, their daughter nearly died and was enchanted by the darkest wizard of all time but… What did they mean by saying again?

Elsa's voice brought me back to reality. "I foun... found his… diar… diary in my cauldron and he was writing to me." Elsa was looking at the ground and stammering. "Elsa! Haven't we taught you not to trust those things?" Dad asked her in disbelief.

"I know but… At first, it seemed suspicious to me but later, I thought Riddle could understand me. He and I share both a…" Elsa was cut off by Dumbledore. "It wasn't Elsa's fault. Voldemort tricked older wizards than her. What I think is that she needs some hot chocolate at the moment." They led Elsa to the Hospital Wing.

In fact, Dumbledore said how Madame Pomfrey must be reviving petrified people at this moment! "So that means Hermione's fine!" Ron cheered and I joined him in cheering. Dumbledore then asked McGonagall to tell people in the kitchen that we were going to have a feast!

"You do realize that you've broken a dozen of rules?" Dumbledore then asked Harry, Ron, Draco, Kristoff and me. Oh, now we were in for it! "So it only seems fair to give you Special Awards for your Services to School!" I gaped at that. However, that wasn't the best part. All of us got 200 points!

I couldn't believe it! "Would someone please pinch me?" I asked. "Ouch!" Ron pinched me. "Ronald, what was that for?" "You asked for it!" Ron and I were chuckling. "Lockhart, why are you so quiet?" Dumbledore then asked Lockhart who was standing in a corner of the room. Apparently, everyone forgot about him.

Lockhart was grinning like a lunatic. "Um, Professor…" Harry started. "An incident happened down in the Chamber…" Draco started. "He wanted to send us to asylum and end up a hero by wiping out our memories." I cut all of them off without thinking. I was still mad at Lockhart.

"Professor…" Kristoff then tried to speak to Lockhart. "Am I a professor?" Lockhart asked us. "Oh Gilderoy, you've fallen because of your own sword!" Dumbledore stated. "From a sword? I don't have it, but you do!" Lockhart pointed at the sword on the table.

Dumbledore then asked Kristoff to escort Lockhart to the Hospital Wing (I knew he really didn't want to hang out with Lockhart) and he told Ron to send a letter to Azkaban to release Hagrid! I zoned out for most of Harry and Dumbledore's conversation which was cut off when someone entered the room.

It was Lucius Malfoy. He was surprised to see Dumbledore and Draco here. "So, did you find the culprit?" "It was Voldemort. Thankfully, Harry, your son, Mister Bjorgman, Miss Arendelle and Mister Weasley managed o put an end to these attacks." Dumbledore told him.

Malfoy glared at Harry and me. "Then I hope Mister Potter will always be there to get everyone out of trouble." He said icily. "Don't worry, I will." Harry responded. "Come on Draco, Dobby, let's go." "But…" "Let's go!"

Draco hesitantly followed a house elf which I've just noticed and Malfoy out of the office. Harry ran after them with Riddle's diary in his hands. I stayed behind to ask Dumbledore something though.

"Professor Dumbledore, I'd like to ask you something." "Yes, Anna?" I let out a sigh. "My parents… when they were talking, they said something about Elsa being enchanted again. What did they mean by that?"

Dumbledore looked calm but I could see in his eyes that he was surprised. "They didn't mean anything Anna, they were confused." "Oh." I then thanked him and I was walking out to see where the others went when I saw someone walking next to me.

"I hope you won't end up in any more trouble Arendelle." Snape told me with that calm and blank expression on his face. I grinned. "Trouble is my thing Professor!" I responded and I could have sworn I've seen Snape crack a tiny smile for a second before it disappeared.

When I joined Harry, he was next to Dobby while Malfoy was glaring at Draco. "You're no longer my son!" he exclaimed angrily before stalking off. Suddenly, I felt this urge to run after him. And I did. "Mr. Malfoy!" I exclaimed.

He turned around to look at me. "What?" he asked rudely. "It was you who put the diary in Elsa's cauldron, right?" "And where is your proof?" a smirk was on Malfoy's face. "I don't need it, but if you do something to my sister again, you'll regret it." I told him angrily, and I meant it.

Malfoy was furious. "You Mudblood! It's because of you that I don't have a son anymore!" "It's because of you that you don't have a son anymore!" I retorted. "Mark my words Anna Arendelle. When the Dark Lord returns, and he will return, you'll suffer, and not even your sister will be able to help you!"

"And I'll be waiting." I responded. Malfoy glared at me for one last time before stalking off. I was breathing heavily. The War was slowly approaching; it was only a matter of time when Voldemort returned.

I then ran to the Hospital Wing. On the way there, I bumped into my parents. "Mum, Dad, I need to talk to you…" "We know." They said. "How could you do that to Elsa? It's because of you that this happened!" I said without thinking and immediately regretted it. I could see hurt on their faces.

"Anna, we know, and we're sorry. We thought that we were doing what was best for you." "Fine." I said. I couldn't think about it now, I had to see my sister! I ran into the Hospital Wing. "Miss Arendelle! How can you expect for your sister to be in a better state if you just barge in like that?!" Madame Pomfrey asked me in disbelief.

It was then that I realized my mistake. "Oh, sorry." I quickly apologized. Madame Pomfrey just shook her head. Suddenly, someone tackled me to the ground. "Anna!" I couldn't believe it. It was… "Hermione!" I cried in happiness, returning the hug while being on the ground.

"I was so…" "I was so…" "Worried!" we finished together. "You solved it!" Hermione said happily. "We couldn't have done it without you." I told her the truth. If it hadn't been for her, we wouldn't have known about the Basilisk! "Listen Hermione, I'm so sorry about before and…"

Then, Draco entered the Hospital Wing. Hermione looked at him suspiciously. "Um…" Draco started nervously. I nodded, encouraging him to go ahead. "Hermione, I'm sorry about calling you a Mudblood and… I'm sorry about my behavior for those two years…" he stammered, looking at the ground. Hermione looked at me before looking at him and I knew what she was thinking. Draco Malfoy was apologizing? I knew he could do it though.

"Malfoy…" I gave her a look at that. "I mean Draco… It's alright, I forgive you." Hermione walked to him and he looked up at her. I smiled at the sight, but I couldn't help feeling sad for Draco. His father practically disowned him. "Hey, don't worry… We'll figure something out." I walked to them, rubbing Draco's shoulder comfortingly.

Then, Madame Pomfrey asked us to leave because of the ruckus. "Wait! I need to see my sister!" I told her. "Fine, but you two can go." She told Draco and Hermione. They left and then I finally looked at Elsa. She was lying on a bed and staring at a mug in her hand.

"Elsa…" I started and sat on a chair next to her but she looked like she didn't hear me. She kept looking at the mug. "He… when he came out of the diary, I thought I was done for… And the worst thing is…. I let it happen…. I was weak…" Elsa stammered. I grabbed her left hand, the one that wasn't holding the mug. "Elsa, don't talk like that!"

"But it's the truth. You said it yourself back there. Who would want an insensitive sister that likes to keep everything a secret? It's because of me that your best friend was petrified…" Elsa was refusing to look at me. I immediately felt bad.

"No, it's not! Look, I was angry back then, I didn't mean it! And it wasn't you, it was Riddle! Voldemort…" she flinched at the name. "He uses our fears, disadvantages, weaknesses against us! What happened happened, there's no point crying over spilt milk, and what matters is that you're here next to me!" Elsa finally looked up at me before pulling me into a tight hug. I returned it, tears streaming down both of our eyes. Everything was fine now.

At the Feast, I was sitting in between Elsa and Draco. It was revealed that our exams were cancelled as the school's gift ("Oh no!" Hermione muttered while Ron, Kristoff, Fred, George and I were whistling) and that Lockhart quit his job. "Pity, I was beginning to like him." Ron stated while eating some toast. I was glad about it though.

"Oh no." Kristoff suddenly muttered. I looked at him questioningly. I thought he would be happy! "No more 'Lockhart, Spot On'." He explained to me and my eyes widened. I really liked that game! "Then it's 'another teacher, Spot On' next year!" Ron told us, making our group, including Hermione (who was now aware of how big Lockhart fraud was. I'm not joking, she swore to burn his books when she returned home, which really surprised me).

Then, door opened. Hagrid entered the hall, apologizing for being late, which was because of Errol (Ron was looking a bit embarrassed at hearing that). "I'd just like to thank Harry, Ron, Anna, Kristoff, Draco and Hermione of course! If it weren't for you, I'd still be stuck you know where." He smiled. I stood up and hugged my friend, realizing how much I've missed him. He returned the hug.

"There's no Hogwarts without you Hagrid." Harry stated before hugging him as well. Then, I could see Dumbledore starting clapping. McGonagall joined him. Harry then started clapping as well. I joined him with Ron, Hermione, Kristoff, Draco, Fred, George and Elsa soon after me, standing up and clapping. Percy, Ginny, Ravenclaws, Hufflepuffs and other Gryffindors and teachers joined after.

Cheering, whistling and shouting could be heard. I looked at my sister to see her smiling and I couldn't help feeling really happy. No matter what happened in the future to me and my friends, this was the night I would remember forever.

And, we're done with year two! Now, we move on to year three, and again, if you have more ideas for year four, I'd be glad to hear them. Until next time!