ABBIE: Hi guys, we're back, I said it wouldn't be a oneshot and I'm sticking to my word!

MEG: Also, she didn't cut of anyone's limbs, which is cool!

EEVEE: Yeah, but we are gonna let her do the disclaimer because she promised to be good.

ABBIE: Ok, here goes
Disclaimer: As we kissed passionatly I could hear footsteps aproaching, I ignored them, hoping that they would leave us alone. Suddenly a hand grabbed Harry's shoulder and proceeded to drag him from me, I screamed. "Don't worry my love" he shouted, "I'll return, I own you remember!" With a sudden jerk forward he released himseld fom their grasp and hugged me before being dragged away again. "Bye babe" I whispered as they faded away.
I do not own Harry Potter.

MEG: Abbie, you promised!

EEVEE: I'm gonna get you, you sick little hikari!

ABBIE: Uh Oh, well anyway, on with the reveiws:

LYMONY: It's dudette to you, and thanks. If you really want me to I supose I couls cut of your legs, but Eevee took the knife back!

KATIE: Hi Katie, yes you are in the author notes, you'd think that you would remember, you're not in it this week cause you are doing cross country, good luck! (gives huggles)

NEVER ODD OR EVEN: Thankyou, and I am updating!

INU-ANGEL Z: I'd like to know to, this is totally spur of the moment!

SHDURRANI: Thankyou Alex, I think that it will be interesting as well, I have no idea whats going to happen!

LADY FOXFIRE: I like too! Dunno, do you want him to die?

CHIR: Well considering that I'm sitting here updating, yes I'm posotive that it isn't a oneshot!

SWINGSWING00: Thanks, that was the basic idea!

C.M. AERIS QUEEN OF INSANITY: I am no noob! And whats wrong with being thirteen (holds up knife!) Appart from the whole insulting me thing, thanks, I think.

LORD LOCALFREAK: Definatly not a oneshjot, and groovy baby! (does austin powers dance)

ADM. BONES: Thanks, I'm updating!

JUSTTAKEMEASIAM: Yay, one of my fave reveiwers (huggles) can I borrow the flamethrower, cause Eevee stole my knife.

BABYDRAGON848: OMG I dunno, I'm updating, oh I hope he's alright!

KIM: That was kinda the point kimmycub (huggles) I know you!

GOTH CHILD OF ZYON: You gave me a booboo, but I agree, horrible place to stop, but like I said, I know nothing more than you guys do!

JOEYWHEELERSONLYSANFANGAL: Frannyfrooglebum! Yeah, she stole my knife, I'm very upset, but a previous reveiwer has leant me their flame thrower, so I'm alright. Hurry up updating, Im dying in the fic and in real life, your killing me dudette! Meg shall explain herself later!(huggles)

LEANNE: Thanks for telling all my fans my nickname, thanks alot! (huggles) I know you so you get Ew, and no, the knife is not rusty, but the flame thrower is hot!

AKUMAKORONSO: There will be no pairing cause this is set in CoS. I'm not messing up the timeline, I hope!

ABBIE: There ya go, I'm gonna go hide cause that knife looks sharp!

On The Brink Of Understanding

Dumbledore sat in his office, he had only just returned to Hogwarts and already he had a bad feeling that he should have told Harry sooner. He got the feeling that he wouldn't get the chance to now.

Suddenly a red and gold bird appeared in a blaze of fire. Fawkes had returned, the sorting hat was not with him. A frown creased the headmaster's brow as he stood and walked towards the flustered phoenix.

The headmaster opened the mind link that he shared with the bird. Images flashed past his eyes.

The entrance to the chamber of secrets was in the second floor bathroom.

Harry, Mr Weasley and professor Lockheart being separated by falling debris.

Harry in the chamber of secrets bending over Miss Weasley.

Harry talking to Tom Riddle A.K.A Lord Voldemort.

Harry being chased by the Basilisk.

Harry tripping.

Dumbledore pulled himself out of the mind link. He couldn't tell how long it had taken Fawkes to get to him, but any amount of time with a basilisk was enough to get anyone murdered, even the boy-who-lived.

The old wizard grabbed his wand and sped to the door of his office, Fawkes following swiftly behind him. He pulled the door open stepped through and carried on walking, the door slamming itself shut behind him. No one messed with Harry and got away with it when Dumbledore was involved.

Harry suddenly went completely limp in the Weasley's arms.

"Harry, wake up. Oh Harry wake up please." Ginny cried, still helping Ron half carry, half drag the raven haired boy towards the exit.

"Ginny! Concentrate, we need to get him out of here conscious or not!" Ron didn't like shouting at his little sister, especially when less then an hour ago he had thought that she was dead.

The small red haired remained quite but put more effort into helping her brother. Slowly but surely the two Weasleys and the unconscious Potter were nearing the exit. Ginny's knees suddenly buckled beneath her and she crashed to the floor leaving Ron to struggle keeping Harry up.

"You alright Gin'?"

"Yeah, but I'm not going anywhere." She looked up at Harry who was being held up by Ron. "Ron, take him to the hospital Wing first, you can send someone down for me, I'll be fine." She added seeing the look of horror on her brother's face.

"No way in hell Gin', I wouldn't leave Harry and I'm not going to leave you!"

"Then you're condemning Harry to death!" She shouted, it came out a lot harsher then she had meant it, but it needed to be. She softened a little, "Ron, I get it, you're worried about me, but I'm fine, Riddles gone and Harry is the one who needs help."

The older looked at his younger sister with a mix of fear and determination. "I love Harry like a brother, but you are my sister, and until about ten minutes ago I thought that you were dead, I'm not leaving you again." Ginny was shocked to see a few round pearly tears roll down her youngest brother's face.

She spared a look at Harry again, he looked much worse then before; his skin was a ghostly white, the part of his eyes that you could see from his half closed eyelids were a clouded forest green instead of their usual sparkling emerald, and his chest. His chest was…..

"Ron, is he breathing?" She screeched from the floor.

Ron put his hand over Harry's mouth to feel for breath.

"Oh shit Harry!" The red head lowered him to the floor and started giving him chest compressions and the kiss of life. Usually then teen would have blushed, but this was too dangerous a situation to be embarrassed like a school girl. Ginny watched silently from across the floor, tears dripping down her face as she watched her brother giving Harry, the boy who she had grown to care for emergency treatment, and it didn't seem to be working.

"Come on Harry!" Ron yelled his frustration and despair as he started on the sixth round of chest pushes. "Come on mate, don't give up, don't give in Harry! We need you!" He choked. He was sitting over his best friend crying and shouting while trying to give chest compressions.

Just as he had given up all hope, a raspy sound came from Harry's throat, followed by several wheezy coughs. He was alive. For now.

Hermione awoke with a start to find herself on a bed in the hospital wing.

"What happened?" She thought aloud, her voice dry and hoarse from lack of use.

"You were attacked" madam Pomfrey bustled in, her robes flying out behind her. "You have been revived with the mandrake potion, you're the last to wake up, everyone else has already left to go to their common rooms, escorted by teachers of course." She informed the very confused brunette.

"The basilisk!" she shouted, as the memories of the attack resurfaced. Those eyes would haunt her for the rest of her days,

"A basilisk, I shall inform professor Dumbledore immediately!" The medi-witch started to run out of the wing when Hermione's sudden cry stopped her.

"Where's Harry and Ron?"

Madam Pomfrey turned to face the panicking girl. "We don't know." She turned on her hell and strode out of the room leaving a distraught Hermione alone.

ABBIE: Please R and R!

MEG: Yeah, that flamethrower looks hot!