AUTHOR'S NOTE Yay another chapter! I honestly don't know if anyone reads this story, but I'm continuing to post anyway. *shrugs*

Thanks to Emica and Lauren for beta-ing…they continue to keep me on my toes

DISCLAIMER JK Rowling owns Malfoy, Oliver, all the Professors, etc. I own Michelle, her family, and Miranda. Yay me.

Dinner was just ending. Miranda and Michelle followed the stream of students out of the Great Hall. But it wasn't long before all the students stopped in the middle of the hallway.

"What's going on?" whispered Miranda.

Michelle shrugged and pushed her way to the front of the crowd. Her face went white as she read the words scrawled on the wall.

THE CHAMBER OF SECRETS HAS BEEN OPENED

ENEMIES OF THE HEIR – BEWARE

And it was written in blood.

In a moment of shock, she clutched the arm of the boy standing in front of her. He turned around and she kicked herself for being stupid.

"You okay?" Draco Malfoy asked, less icily than usual.

Michelle just nodded and let go of his arm. "Uh-huh. Sorry."

He just laughed slightly. "It's alright. You scared?"

"N-no," she stammered. "But what's it mean?"

He shrugged. At that moment, Professor Dumbledore commanded that all students return to the dormitories for the night. The one large crowd broke into four smaller crowds as each house followed their prefects back to the dorms. Michelle stuck close to Malfoy as the Slytherins headed down towards their dorm's secret entrance near the dungeon.

They talked the whole way and Michelle grew more and more enamored with the blonde second year each minute. An idle question brought Draco to brag about his new position as Seeker for the Slytherin Quidditch team. He beamed as she eagerly drank up his every word.

When they reached the dorm, Malfoy stopped Michelle as she headed for the girls' side. "You're a nice girl, Michelle," he said, clearly embarrassed for saying such a thing. She just blushed and, after a quick glance around to make sure no one was listening, he continued. "You should spend more time with me." His eyes momentarily raked her up and down. "I insist."

Michelle's heart soared. She couldn't believe this! "I'd love to," she replied, managing to keep most of the giddiness out of her voice. Draco's demanding manner and lewd glances were lost on her.

Draco nodded. "Good." With his trademarked smug smile, he let her go up to her room.

She burst in the door and jumped onto her bed. "Miranda, you will never believe what just happened!" she squealed.

Her giddiness took over and she gushed to Miranda about Draco for hours. The two girls were up late into the night, gossiping about what Hogwarts might have in store for them. All thought of the strange message was gone.

*****

Michelle and Draco spent entire days together. He told her all about his family and stories from the previous year. She listened eagerly to everything he had to say. It wasn't long before everyone regarded the two as an official couple and they became famous throughout their house.

As soon as she had been sorted into Slytherin, Michelle had decided to keep the details of her family a secret. Most Slytherins didn't like Gryffindors or Muggles. However, she still found time every week to eat lunch secretly with Diana.

Michelle walked quietly through the corridor towards a common study room. It was where Diana had said to meet her every time they went to lunch, since they could not meet in either dormitory. As she neared the door to the room though, Michelle heard her sister say her name.

"How could Michelle get placed there?" Diana sounded very upset.

"Calm down, darlin'. Calm down." It was Oliver, the handsome 6th year boy she'd met that day at Diagon Alley. Michelle could tell his voice from his lilting Scottish accent.

"My sister! My baby sister…a Slytherin."

"Diana, listen. I know how protective you feel of Michelle but…the Sorting Hat can't be wrong."

Michelle stood by the door, emotions running rampant. Diana was upset by her choice to be in Slytherin? What did she care? Of course, Diana didn't know that Michelle had silently pleaded with the Hat to be placed in Slytherin.

And at the same time, Michelle felt deeply guilty about her choice. Diana was a proud member of Gyffindor, as their father had been years before. It was almost like she was turning her back on her family.

"Oliver, is there anything I can do? I can't let my baby sister go through her years at Hogwarts as a Slytherin. I just can't."

Michelle peered around the doorframe to see Oliver brush Diana's hair from her face. "Houses can't change, Diana," he said softly. "You know that as well as I do. Michelle was placed in Slytherin. And as strange and wrong as that seems, there really is nothing you can do."

Diana wiped unshed tears from her eyes and nodded. Putting a hand on his arm, she said, "You'd better go…she's supposed to meet me here."

Oliver smiled and nodded. Leaning in, he kissed her softly and said, "I'll see you after practice."

Michelle jumped back from the doorframe and entered the room just as Oliver was leaving. "Hello Michelle!" he said as they passed.

"Hello," she replied shyly. For an instant she was acutely aware and ashamed of her Slytherin robes, but pushed the thought from her mind. 'There is nothing wrong with Slytherin!' she told herself sternly.

"Michelle!" Diana hugged her little sister. "How have you been?"

"Good. I had my second flying lesson yesterday!"

"How did you do?"

"Good. Everyone did well."

Diana nodded. "Good." The sisters started off toward the Great Hall. They were planning on bringing their food outside to eat on the grassy courtyard, as they would receive strange looks in the Great Hall. Slytherins and Gryffindors were not welcome at each other's tables and none of the Slytherin knew about Diana anyway.

"Madam Hooch said I'm a natural at flying," Michelle said as they walked. "But I'm just glad there weren't any mishaps like last year."

Diana looked at Michelle. "What do you mean?"

"Last year. You know, when that Gryffindor boy fell off his broom on the first try and broke his wrist."

The older girl only nodded. "Did Madam Hooch tell you all of this?"

Michelle shook her head. "Uh-uh. Draco told me – " Her eyes opened wide and she shut her mouth immediately.

"Draco Malfoy?" Diana demanded with a sudden stop. As Michelle stayed silent, Diana grabbed her arm. "Michelle, are you hanging around with Draco Malfoy??"

Michelle mumbled something resembling a yes. Disappointment and worry clouded Diana's face. "He's bad, Michelle."

"You don't know him!"

"He's a Malfoy, Michelle! His father followed He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named."

Some of the color drained from Michelle's face. "That's not true."

Seeing her sister's stubborn face, Diana knew Michelle wouldn't believe her. "It is. But ask Draco if you don't believe me. He's proud of it."

Michelle turned away from her sister, back towards the dormitory area. "I'm not that hungry anymore…you go. Eat lunch with the other Gryffindors." Before Diana could argue, Michelle was gone.

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