194 words. That's how many words were in the script alone of this chapter. Wowwww.
Michael in Arizona: Thank you! Good to know you like the booming voice. If I get started on how dumb the popularness of Draco is, I'd probably die before I finish typing. Yeah… I do think she could've read about it, but they should probably stay more true to the book. Fraudhart sucks your soul out anyway. And thank you!
Guest: I'm glad you love it, and thanks!
Addie Whitcher: Cheers mate
{Harry walks through the hallway}
"I didn't really think it would show me walking through the hallway on my way to the Gryffindor common room, but whatever," Harry said.
Voice: Blood... I smell blood... Let me rip you... let me kill you...
"That's the voice you were hearing, isn't it?" Hermione asked, shuddering.
"Yeah, but I don't remember hearing it on my way back to the dorm after Lockhart's detention…" Harry muttered.
"Didn't you hear it after we'd left the deathday party?" asked Ron.
"Yeah, I did." Harry looked confused up at the screen. "And then it only said rip tear kill."
{Harry puts his hand on the wall and follows the sound}
"I think this scene is meant to be what happened after the Deathday party," Harry guessed.
"But does that mean… no deathday party?" Nick sounded like he was sobbing. "B-but my Deathday party was so good."
"It… was," Hermione said positively, nudging Harry and Ron, who both nodded, pretending to look enthusiastic.
"You really thought it was good?" Nick said, looking at the three of them.
"Yeah, it was terrific, Nick! They really should have put it in this movie," Ron said, his tone sounding a little sarcastic.
"If you thought it was good, why did you disappear without telling me?" Nick asked gloomily.
"Oh, uh…" Harry quickly played the movie.
Voice: Kill… kill… kill…
"It said it was so hungry, and Nick there is still hope of the Deathday party being in this movie," Harry said, trying to be positive to Nick who was now doing whatever the ghost equivalent of crying is.
"You didn't even like my deathday party!" Nick wailed.
"You don't need to cry! I don't think I've ever even seen a ghost sad…" said Ron, the second sentence more to Harry and Hermione.
Hermione: Harry!
"Now you just show up, in the middle of the night?" Harry snorted.
"We really are magical," Hermione said, smirking.
"We're probably there, it's probably going to show the whole writing thingo," Ron suggested.
Harry: Did you hear it?
"I didn't ask them if they'd heard it, I already knew no one else could hear this voice!" Harry cried.
"Yes, you just said that it was the voice and told us to shut up," Hermione said, raising her eyebrows.
Harry rolled his eyes. "I told you to shut up because I was curious about the voice I was hearing no one else could hear!"
"We can hear it now just fine," Ron grinned. Harry just rolled his eyes again.
Ron: Hear what?
"I told you Ron after the detention with Fraudhart!" Harry cried.
"This is after the detention with Fraudhart," Ron sniggered.
"IN THE DORMITORY!" Harry cried out, annoyed as hell. Ron couldn't stop himself from laughing out hard.
Harry: That voice.
"Movie version of introducing Ron and Hermione to the basilisk," said Harry, letting out a yawn.
"You told me that night… should be this night here, I guess," said Ron. "Except you told me in the dormitory."
"When did you tell me?" Hermione wondered. "I remember you told me, I just cant remember where and when."
"I probably told you the next morning after the detention when I heard it," Harry guessed. "I can't remember it that well, either."
Hermione: Voice? What voice?
"My voice there sounds so worried," Hermione laughed. "I sound like I'm having a panic attack."
"Well hearing voices isn't normal, so maybe that's why you sound like that," Ron suggested. "And it was sort of annoying having Harry speaking about this voice when we couldn't even hear it."
Harry: I heard it first in Lockhart's office and then again, just —
"This wasn't said," Harry shrugged. "I just told you two to listen."
"It was at this time that Harry realised he was hearing voices knowing else could," Hermione said dramatically. "He gasped at his realisation, sobbing, why could no one else hear these whispers he was constantly bothered by?"
"What the…?" Ron was looking at her like she'd grown a third eye. Hermione just rolled her eyes.
Voice: Kill… time…
"It said time to kill, but anyway…" Harry said, giving the screen a disapproving look.
"That must have been so creepy, being the only one to hear those whispers…" Ginny said, shuddering.
Harry shrugged. "Could you…?"
Ginny shook her head. "I knew about the basilisk, but I am not parseltoungue, so I could not hear it."
Harry: It's moving. I think it's going to kill.
"I just thought it was moving, and I told Ron and Hermione which way, and I said it was gonna kill somebody," said Harry.
"It didn't kill anyone, only Myrtle, 50 years before this movie," said Ron.
Myrtle, who had been floating around the theatre, let out a sob.
{Harry starts running}
Ron: Kill?
"I didn't say that, once we caught up to Harry I just asked him what it was all about," said Ron.
"It really was so confusing for us, though," Hermione added.
Hermione: Harry, wait! Not so fast!
"I didn't say that…" said Hermione.
"Hermione says all," Ron laughed.
"Really does," Hermione smiled back.
{Harry walks into a hall with water, followed by Ron and Hermione. They see spiders crawling by a window.}
"Yes, there was water," Harry nodded, "but why are we seeing the spiders now?"
"Ohhh spiders, g-great," Ron said nervously.
"It's just on a screen, Ron," Hermione said. "They're not gonna hurt you now."
"Y-yeah…" said Ron nervously.
Harry: Strange. I've never seen spiders act like that.
"I still don't get why we're seeing spiders now, shouldn't we be seeing the writing on the wall by now?" Harry asked.
"We should, but anyway…" Hermione rolled her eyes.
Ron: I don't like spiders.
"Really?" Hermione turned to Ron with fake shock on her face. "You don't like spiders? I didn't know."
"I didn't think that after having a panic attack every time a spider has come near me would let you know," Ron shrugged.
"Definitely not," Hermione added.
{They look at the water}
Ron: What's that?
"Does this mean we're finally gonna see the writing?" Harry asked dully.
"I suppose, but it was Hermione who saw the writing, not me," Ron said.
"And I said look," Hermione added.
{They look up at the wall to see writing}
"Here we go," Ginny slumped into her chair, and Harry put his arm around her.
"We all know it wasn't your fault, Ginny," Harry smiled.
"I know, it's just weird to think about," Ginny responded.
Hermione: The chamber of the secrets has been opened. Enemies of the heir… beware. It's written in blood.
"I didn't say that, and how would I immediately be able to tell it's written in blood by just looking at it?" Hermione wondered.
"Hermione knows all," Ron teased.
"Definitely," Hermione smiled.
Harry: Oh, no. {Walks to the wall to see a petrified cat} It's Filch's cat. Mrs. Norris.
"Uh, Ron was the one who saw Mrs Norris, and no one said it was Mrs Norris," Harry said. "And Professor Filch, now you know I didn't do anything to Mrs Norris."
"You constantly say this movie lies," Filch sneered.
"The fact that we found her and not hurt her isn't a lie!" Harry cried.
{All of a sudden students and teachers appear and gasp when they see this.}
"Maybe it was a time skip thing?" Ron suggested. "And it's skipped all the time between the detention and Hallowe'en?"
"But shouldn't you and Hermione already be wth me then, not of turned up randomly?" Harry asked.
"It's probably making it seem like Harry's detention was at dinner time instead of in the middle of the night," Hermione suggested.
Draco: Enemies of the heir, beware! You'll be next, Mudbloods!
"Yeah, that's what I said on Hallowe'en night," Draco sneered. "If only Granger had died…"
"Well, she didn't. No one did, end of story," Ron sneered right back.
Hello everyone! Just to let you know, I've hurt my wrist, and it's a little uncomfortable to type, so updates may be a little slow for the next few chapters. So chapter will be out when chapter is out, bye for now!
