A/N: Thanks for all the support. Here's another chapter. Enjoy :)

Chapter 31: Closer

School started too soon, but it was calming for me because I had something to keep me occupied. I had homework to do and things to learn. Fred and George kept me occupied when I had some spare time so I couldn't think about the diary. Though it was better that way, because it kept me healthy to be away from the electricity, it wasn't good for my plan, because I didn't have time to investigate. And I wanted it solved till Christmas so I could continue the other plan after Moony came to Hogwarts. So one day after classes, I went to the library before the twins could catch up. I searched for books about spells that paralyze, and I found about two of them, but none of the effects seemed like what I felt. The victim in general felt nothing at all, while I felt a freezing cold. I could hear nothing at first but then I could faintly hear something. But the other spells never took your hearing. Maybe the spells didn't sound like what I felt, but then again, I wasn't a normal person. Then I searced for a book on metamormaguses and found it. It said that only very dark magic or very powerful feelings could change appearances or make it very hard for a metamorphmagus to change his or her appearances back. That frightened me, because such dark magic was so close to Ginny, so I had to take it away. But how to do that without nearly killing myself?

But next day, how to get it without getting hurt wasnet such a big problem as how to take it from her. Next day when I saw her she was always clutching it tight and never let it down. Her dormmates said she even slept with it under her pillow. And everytime someone got too close, she hid it behind her with a fearful expression on her face. One week after this behaviour started, I tried to look in her mind to see what does she try to keep so safe. And I saw nothing, only blur, like someone was blocking me. But not even Dumbledore could do that. What was happening? Then I got half the answer. One evening after dinner, Harry and I heard a whisper…someone talking about blood and death…but Harry didn't catch the idea. It wasn't someone, it was something, a snake. His voice was reverberating everywhere. Hermione and Ron didn't hear anything, obviously, but I wasn't going to blow Harrys bubble now. And then I changed my mind: we got into a corridor filled with water…Myrtle cried again… And we saw a shadow and some words on the water. On the wall, a cat was hanging paralized…it was Mrs Norris. God, even I hated the bloody cat. And above her, it was written in a bloody red substance: "The Chamber of Secrets has been opened. Enemies of the Heir, beware".

While Hermione and Ron were staring at the wall, I leaned over and whispered to my brother:

"Harry, I have to tell you…something's not right here…what you heard wasn't a someone, it was a snake. You're a Parseltongue, like me, that means you can speak to snakes. But don't tell anyone yet, we have to tell the others in a delicate manner, or they might get suspicious."

"Ron, Hermione, let's go get someone. Tell the teachers about it."

But we didn't have time for that. Filch came and the whole schoole with him, the feast was over. The teachers came too and Sev said that "Maybe Potter and his friends were just in the wrong place at the wrong time" when Argus tried accusing Harry of that, surprising almost everyone. Pansy read the wall and yelled at me and Hermione :

"You're next mudbloods!", causing my ring to turn fiery red. Then everyone left as we got to Lockhart's office. After Dumbledore declared that the cat is not dead, just paralized, he asked us if we had anything to tell him and we said no.

But there was something. When Filch screamed that the criminal must tell his or her secret, Ginny started trembling and her palms were painted the same shade of red as the wall. I had to get hold of the diary.

That night, as I was playing with the little ginger cat, well, more like the twins were drawing little balls for her, enchanting them and them throwing them on my arms so she could play, they said something about preparing a prank in Myrtles bathroom, and a shiver went through my body as I got another memory.

But it was different: it was very clear, and it wasn't even mine. I was in a boys body. He was walking fast through the halls of Hogwarts, clutching the diary that was at Ginny now, mumbling to himself that it's perfect for that. He entered a bathroom. From the corner of the eye, I saw a snake's tail and in one of the stalls, a girl was crying. The boy said in a soft voice but with a hint of cruelty: "Myrtle?"

Moaning Myrtle came out, but she was human, not ghost. Her eyes grew wide, but I couldn't see why, because the boy turned his back. I heard a terrible scream as the girl probably died, and I didn't even want to imagine how.

As I got back to reality, the twins were shaking the hell out of me.

"Selene, come back…"

"…to us, you have to…"

"…come back"

"Ok,ok, I'm back, now stop shaking me like a bottle of soda, or I might throw up."

They stopped.

"Ok, so? What…"

"…. happened to you? Another…"

"…memory?"

"Yes, but…it wasn't mine."

"What?"

"Yes. Remember what I told you about that diary? I think we got a clue on that. "

"Really? What…"

"…clue have we got?"

"Well, I know it sounds weird, but the only thing that we can do now is to go talk to…Moaning Myrtle."

They got up, although they had weird, bewildered looks, and we went to Myrtles bathroom. She was floating above a sink, sobbing.

"Myrtle?"I said. "We're here to ask you about the day when you died"….

A/N: I've always hated Pansy. What bout you? Hope you liked the chapter. :)) PLEASE read this: When you post a comment, make sure you read it after it is posted, because I saw that when comments are posted(happened to me too) sometimes half of what is written disappears and then you can't understand. So just read them to make sure they're whole.

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