Don't stop reading! It takes forever to put a chapter up because I read it over to make sure everything fit's. It's my way of proofreading even after using a spell-check.

I would also like to give you some insight into this story as well. I know that some of you may be confused with the dementor's because that isn't supposed to happen until the third book. That is true. However I decided to add more to the Chamber of Secrets then what was mention by J.K. Rowling. Mind you this was inspired by a dream I had of the chamber. I won't go into details for that will be later in the story. Just know that Harry will get some training for these dementor's earlier then planned in the book.

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Without any further waiting . . . here is the next chapter.

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That morning I got a rather rude awakening. Ron decided to be funny and doused me in ice cold water to wake me up. I couldn't help but run after him and gave him a nice pair of long bunny ears and a big fluffy tail. When we went down for breakfast I laughed good naturedly. Unfortunately Ron did not take it well. In fact he is now ignoring me.

"Ron! Lighten up already. At least you know not to wake me with ice cold water from now on. Come on Ron please don't be mad at me forever. I don't know if I could go on if you did. Ron!?" Ron continued to ignore me. In fact I felt like I was finally losing him. No, I can't lose him. He was my very first friend in school. He can't possible ignore that now can he?

I finished eating breakfast and left the room. I walked out the door and sat down on a rock by the lake. The squid raised a lazy tentacle in the air and waved it. It then disappeared back down in the water.

Sighing I felt the beginnings of tears creeping down my face. All I could think about was the beginning of school and where I had gone wrong. Had I gone wrong at all? I'm famous and people seemed to delight in trying to know everything about me. I don't want to be famous. I want to slip away from everyone and just be myself, be Harry.

Plop! Ploop! Plop! Tit! Tat! Plop!

"Oh! Great! It's beginning to rain. Can anything get any more worse then this?"

Crack! Booom! As it began to thoroughly poor I sat where I was not moving. The rain mixed with my tears and soon I began shivering from the rains cold touch. I did not go in however and soon I began to feel faint.

The last thing I remembered was the darkness blurring my vision.

~Back inside~

Hermione POV

"RON! You are such an IDIOT! Where is Harry? You don't know! Well since you don't know I will tell you anyway. Harry is now in the hospital wing unconscious because he was outside. He was outside because of YOU!"

"Yea, well . . ."

"Well, NOTHING! This is inexcusable for you to make him feel bad enough to stay out in the rain. I want you to apologize to him when he wakes up . . . if he ever wakes up." Hermione was mad. Usually she would rant herself hoarse but Harry needed to be tended to.

The Nurse said that she wanted her to go to Professor Snape for certain potions so that Harry would be prevented from getting a cold. She had the list in her hand but now it was more of a crumpled piece of paper then a list for an ailing friend. I cannot believe him. Maybe he is just as worried as I am about getting resorted. But! That couldn't be it. No, that's what I'm feeling right now. Might as well head over to Professor Snape's classroom.

~In the Hospital Wing~

Blurry unfocused eyes stared around the room. He knew where he was but it had yet to process through his mind. Why am I in the hospital wing? I was here yesterday so what happened?

"Mr. Potter! I see that you are finally awake. Must I ask why you were outside in the rain without proper protection from the cold? Maybe I should tell you that the resorting is taking place at dinner which will hopefully liven your spirit." Turning my blurry vision toward the speaker I could only see a dark shape. I guessed that it was Professor Snape who was talking. I wish being a basilisk included improved vision?! I reached around to find my glasses on the bedside table but they weren't there.

"Here you are Mr. Potter. It would do you some good not to lose these when traversing outside in wet weather."

I cannot believe that he is actually talking to me and being civil about it. Maybe he really won't be mad if I am sorted into his house.

"What time is it Professor S-Snape?" I couldn't believe that I had to stutter but I guess because I was still slightly afraid of him. The professor raised an eyebrow and actually smiled. It wasn't a ruthless smile but an amused smile. Okay! He can actually smile. Now that is scary.

"It is almost time for dinner. Yes, it is still raining out. Now that you are awake I would like to know what happened that you would lose your common sense."

"It all started when I awoke this morning. Ron woke me up with a spell for a bucket of ice cold water. I retaliated and gave him long bunny ears and a big fluffy tail. He got mad and now were not talking to one another. I . . ." What the heck has come over me? I'm telling my professor everything about myself. Can things get any worse? Oh! Wait, actually they can. He could tell all of Slytherin House and I'll be laughed at and mocked for the rest of my days.

"As much as I enjoy imagining Ronald Weasley in a bunny ensemble, would it do you any good to apologize?!"

"I could but he would continue to ignore me. He'll probably continue to ignore me further when I am put in Slytherin House."

"Should he ignore you for that then he wasn't a friend in the first place. Friendship should override even what House you're in and your friend's are in. No matter what happens be yourself or if you prefer to hide yourself from others, don't let then know anything. Don't let them see your true emotions and be forever a shadow in the dark of the night where only the stars are your companions. This a tough road to take but only you can make that decision. Once made there usually is no way of turning back so that is why I say make your choice wisely." I listened to Professor Snape and realized how very true he was. What if I want to keep Ron as a friend but, would that mean I can never be myself?

"I . . ." Nothing seemed to be going right because my one time rival came waltzing into the room.

"Potter why is that every time I see you your in the hospital wing?" Draco Malfoy walked in with a rather level head. In fact he looked a little like he was smug. He knew something, and it probably wasn't good news.

"What do you want, Malfoy!?" I asked him with a mocking voice. Professor Snape just raised his eyebrow at my tone.

"As much as I like pestering you Potter I have something to discuss with Professor Snape." Malfoy said in a tone that definitely mocked back.

"Malfoy! Why don't I ask you a question?! Why the heck are you always coming to see Professor Snape all the time?" I asked him in a tone of inquiry.

"Potter! If you had a brain you would have realized that he is also my Head of House. He is also the one person who has more brain then you will ever have had. Oh! Yeah, that's right. You don't have any brains. Professor . . ." Professor Snape had risen from his seat and was now looking down on Malfoy with hate filled eyes.

"Malfoy, how many times have I to give you detention. before you can learn true manners. Did your father teach you nonthing? I have to say that you are really getting on my bad side. I will write home to parents about your obvious back talking. You will report to Filch tonight after the resorting for your detention." If Draco Malfoy could have looked shock then now certainly showed.

"You will regret this, Snape" With that final word Malfoy hurriedly left the room. Severus Snape crossed his arms and glared. He was very mad and I had been often on the receiving end of his many insults. It seemed that things were changing. There seemed to be something different about Professor Snape that even had me thinking. Is it because of the resorting?

"I will be back, Mr. Potter to collect you for dinner." He too, left the hospital wing, probably to write to Malfoy's parents about their son's behavior. Laying back down I couldn't help but begin to feel bored. I found myself counting the cracks on the ceiling and soon minutes turned to half hours to finally full hours. I was about to close his eye when I heard the door to the infirmary open and then close.

"Mr. Potter if you would please change into these cloths, seeing as how your nightgown would surely not make a nice fashion statement." He dumped a bundle of clothes on the edge of the bed and covered my bed with a curtain so that I could have some privacy. After finally getting fully dressed I moved the curtain and saw that Professor Snape's back was to me.

"Professor I'm done dressing." I finally said out loud. The Professor finally turned around and nodded to me.

"Follow me. You missed about half the resorting already. Come!" Huh! What! That can't be right! I followed the professor to the Great Hall through the doors and to the very front of the room where nearly all my year mates had been resorted.

"Harry Potter your up and might I add your just in time." Professor McGonagall said with a pointed look. I went and sat on the stool and the hat was lowered onto my head.

'Mister Potter! I see you haven't changed much in a year. You still have a vicious appetite for proving yourself to others.'

Just put me where I am supposed to be.

'So you are letting me do my job now. Last time you chanted not to get into Slytherin House. I believe Potter you will do great things. Great things in a sense where the prophecy of your life is concerned. Who knows but one day you will thank me for placing you in . . . .'

'SLYTHERIN'

Much to my surprise the entire house screamed like banshees in celebration. Clapping hands and whistles sounded in the hall and many of them stood up from their seats. I was even more surprised that I did not see Malfoy at the Slytherin table. In fact he was at the Gryffindor table and it was very obvious that no wanted anything to do with him. After all he did have a sour look on his face. Hermione was at the Ravenclaw table and was seemingly making friends. Malfoy's goons were sitting at the Hufflepuff table.

Getting off the stool I made my way to the Slytherin table where I was given a seat of my own. Looking down at my badge I saw that it had magically changed and so had my entire outfit. Everything was in green and silver. Sitting at the table he listened for the name of his other friends to see where they would be placed.

Ron's POV

"Ronald Weasley" I think my nerves are shot because I stumble to the stool. I sat on the chair and prayed that I would be put back in Gryffindor.

'Hmm! It seems we have a difficult problem here. You want to be in Gryffindor but yet deep down you want to be with your friend, Harry. You have the right qualities for both Slytherin and Gryffindor. You are also very loyal but have displayed rash tempers when you aren't always in the right. Where to put you?'

Put me in Gryffindor then if you can't decide. Just make a decision! Please . . .

'No need to get upset dear. I would advise you though that giving me a temper will not make my job any easier.'

Bloody Hat!

'That's it! I did not want to have to do this but . . . .'

'UNDECIDED'

RON POV end

All four tables looked shocked. If it weren't for Hagrid leading Ron away everyone would have started a ruckus. In all the history surrounded by Hogwart's, nothing did it ever say about resorting or the hat ever calling out undecided. It left many wondering what would happen to Ronald Weasley.

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More to come in the next chapter. Sorry this chapter took so long. I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter. Keep on the look out for the next chapter.