A/N: Here's part 5!! Read on! –StarFig
Disclaimer: JKR owns everything but the plot… The plot is MINE!!!
Albus spun around and dashed madly down the hall, wanting more than anything to get away from that dead end. Running, he looked for a landmark of where he was. Finally, after what seemed like hours, Albus crashed into jolly, fat, Professor Garamond who taught Herbology. Albus, breathing hard, managed to gasp, "Where am I? I-I got lost." Garamond smiled sympathetically (probably because Albus was just expelled) and said, "Right down the hall is the Potions classroom – does that help?" Albus nodded, and with a hurried thank you, ran towards the Gryffindor common room.
Once safely inside his dormitory, Albus searched through Nick's trunk, sending clothes flying, until he found what he was looking for. Lifting up a yellowed, thick book, he sat down on his bed, and glanced at the title, "Legends and Myths of the Wizarding World." He flipped through the pages, whispering "chamber of secrets, chamber of secrets" under his breath. He distinctly remembered that last year he had read something about it in this book. After what seemed like eternity, he found what he was looking for and began to read:
During the creation of Hogwarts, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, there was a horrible disagreement between Salazar Slytherin and Godric Gryffindor. Salazar wanted to only allow Purebloods into the School, while Godric wanted anyone who had powers to be able to come. At the end of the fight, Salazar left the school, and built a chamber under the school, that only the heir of him could open. The other founders knew nothing of this. It is said that inside the chamber, there is a monster in which the heir can control to destroy all of the non-pure bloods at the school. There has never been found evidence of the chamber, but Slitherin was very wise, and hid the entrance very well. Once opened, it is said that the chamber can only be closed again by the heir, or if the beast is slain.
Albus, flooded with excitement, slammed the book shut and started pacing around the room. So the heir of Slytherin was at Hogwarts… but who could it be? Obviously this person would be in Slytherin… he pondered.
Albus was then struck with a horrible thought. Their first year at Hogwarts, during the sorting ceremony, Nick had placed the hat over his head. The hat, without hesitation, had placed him in Slytherin. Nick was horribly upset, but the hat wouldn't change its mind. That year, Albus had gone friendless. (Corn was a best friend with some Ravenclaw) The next year, during the ceremony, Nick had decided that he couldn't stand to be in Slytherin anymore. So, Nick had sprinted up to the stage, and before anyone could stop him, jammed the hat on his head. The hat called out Gryffindor; the reason was unknown why the hat changed his mind. Bulgrean, baffled, angry, and surprised, changed Nick to a Gryffindor.
Maybe…could it be…NO! Albus told himself, shaking the thought out of his mind. A new thought wafted into his brain: What should he do? Should he tell Bulgrean? Should he tell Nick? Or should he even tell? If he told, Albus doubted that anyone would believe him; since he was sure he couldn't find that passage again. I'd need proof. Stupid proof… that's what got me expelled in the first place. Albus thought angrily as he headed down to the great hall for lunch.
During lunch, Albus hardly said a word. He was deep in thought, and kept catching himself staring at Nick. Could he be the heir? He kept thinking, but then another voice in his mind would come along and say, No! He's your best friend! Besides, he's not in Slytherin anymore! It was as though a huge debate was pulling his brain inside out. Nick and Corn took this strange behavior as just shock of being expelled, so they kept quiet, knowing that Albus was not one to be comforted easily.
Just then, a scream erupted throughout the great hall.
"What was that?" Corn gasped, and Albus stood up, "C'mon! I know where it came from!" Nick and Corn leaped up and followed Albus out of the room and into a nearby corridor. There was an awful sight. There, lay a little girl curled on the ground, her whole body blistered and bright red with heat. She was knocked out, and Albus gasped. He recognized this girl, as a first year named Minerva McGongall.
A/N: How was it? Maybe you don't agree, but I always thought of Professor McGongall as about Dumbledore's age. Don't know why, but I do. Anyway, would you like to see more? If so, please review (actually, review anyway) and tell me!! No FLAMES! J
-StarFig