**A/N: Yeah, ok, so I haven't updated in a while. But because I haven't been getting too many reviews, this has taken a backseat in my transportation vehicle of things to do. Ok, cheesy, I know, but it's true none-the-less. Now, before we get to it, I feel that I need to clear up some confusion. Although I am open to most ships (within reason) and do not flame any stories I read (I can't make myself do it, it's mean and it crushes people's confidence) I would not now nor would I EVER turn this into a MM/SS fic. I'm not against that particular ship, and I like both those characters, but I just can't bring myself to do it. If anything, I believe it would become a MM/AD story (which, at this point, it is in fact turning into, in my head.) Kay, well, I'm done (for now, MWAHAHAHAHHAAA!!!!) So, enjoy! And look for LOTS of updates this weekend, because I am totally free to write, write, write!! (YAY!) I promise on my Harry Potter books that I will post AT LEAST two more chapters, or you can send me flames galore!

P.S. Thank you to ugo, Triforce Knight, LinZE and petriebird18! You guys rock my socks off!

Disclaimer (almost forgot, again!): *Looks at DNA results* Nope, still not JKR, which means it's still not mine. I swear..

NOW ON WITH THE STORY!!!!

"Ok," Filius Flitwick thought to himself, the reason he was Head of Ravenclaw house shinig through yet again. "Let's think about this rationally. No need to get hysterical just yet.."
He quickly made his way down the long corridor, which was surprisingly fast indeed, considering the length of his legs. He had adapted very well over the years, improving his ability to maneuver through the throngs of students in between classes.

"And I won't let it be for nothing, damnit," he whispered. "I just won't." He stepped into the Ravenclaw common room a few minutes later, and as he expected, was bombarded with questions:

"What happened, Professor?!" "Is someone hurt?" "Did someone die?!" "Did they finally catch the guilty party?" "Is Professor Dumbledore back?" "I'm missing my favorite class!" "Are we in danger?" "Are we being sent home?" "Is quidditch back on?" "MY FAVORITE CLASS!!!!!"
Professor Flitwick held up his hand to silence them, just as Cho Chang opened her mouth again to reveal the horror of missing her favorite class. "I understand, Miss Chang," he said. She blushed and shut her mouth. "However," he continued, "It has come to the attention of the teachers that a child has-has been-" he choked. "Go on, Professor," a seventh year urged gently. "Yes, well, it has come to the attention of the staff that a student has been taken. To the Chamber of Secrets, by the monster itself. Please, stay calm. No one, including the prefects or Head Girl, is to leave this room or their dormitory. Be prepared to head home tomorrow morning. And please, children, for my sake and for the sake of the future, no matter what happens to you in your lives, make sure that do three things: Challenge yourself and everything around you, every day. Strive to learn as much as you possibly can, and remember. Remember those with whom you shared your darkest and brightest times of your life. Remember Hogwarts, as it was before these terrible events. Remember the friends you had here, and most importantly, remember how very much you were loved. I must go, but I will be checking up on you shortly. Owl me if anything happens to get out of hand. Please know that this offer is open for tonight, and for the rest of your lives. Try to rest tonight, and remember little Ginny Weasley, so tragically taken from us on this day."
With that, tears running down his face, Professor Flitwick turned and left, leaving his shocked Ravenclaw students to realize the extent of their situation.

A/N 2: Ok, so I'll be getting to my damned biology project now (human body systems, BALGH!) But I'll take a few breaks every now and then, to write some more of the next chapter, where all the students will meet in the staff room, to reminisce, to laugh, to cry. yea yea, ok, sappy. Don't rub it in. But I swear, this is where the story really starts. I promise! The next chapter after that, the whole school will probably be in the Great Hall. Ok, I'm done, Read and Review, please! You'll make my day, after suffering through biology, of which I loathe entirely. (Yes, ok, so I stole that mini-line saying thing from The Grinch (the Jim Carey version.) But I couldn't help it, I love that movie and I just watched it.)