Chapter Forty Two

I hear voices

A/N: Hey everyone, this is a momentous occasion. This chapter marks the last chapter on the first of seven pages of outline I have written out for this story. So that means, one page down, six to go. Please keep up the reading and reviewing. —Donald

Harry was walking between classes that Monday morning with his friends, when he heard a strange voice coming from the walls it seemed. It kept saying, "kill kill kill kill, kill them all." Harry was getting worried now, and asked if any of the others had heard the voices also, or whether he was just going crazy.

"We haven't heard anything mate. I don't know what your hearing, but maybe you should go see Dumbledore about it. He would be able to tell you what might be happening." Ron was looking a little white in the face, when he was told what the voice was saying. "Go ahead Harry, we will tell McGonagall what happened, and that you should be back for some of the class.

"Ok thanks Ron, I think I will do that." Harry made his way up to the Headmasters office and found that he didn't know the password. He started naming off different types of candy and sweets when he finally came up with 'Berty Botts Every Flavor Beans' as the password. When the Gargoyles sprang to life and showed the moving staircase, Harry climbed aboard for the ride up. When he knocked, he heard a soft 'enter' and he entered the office of one of his favorite people in the school. "Good morning Headmaster, is it ok if I talk with you for a few minutes.

"Sure Harry, have a seat. Lemon Drop?" When Harry politely refused, the headmaster motioned for him to go ahead and tell him what was up.

"Well sir, it seems that I am hearing voices in the walls. They keep saying, 'kill, kill, kill, kill them all.' Do you have any idea what or whom they are?" Harry had a worried look on his face when he told the headmaster this, and wasn't sure if he wanted to know what he had thought of this. He didn't want to be known as a weirdo or anything like that. "The funny thing about this sir, is that I'm the only one that can hear these voices. Whenever I hear them, none of the people who are with me can hear them."

"Well Harry, that sounds like a problem. Is there any other weird experiences that you may have had while on your walks between classes, or up to the library or the Great Hall?"

"No sir, and it was just only this morning that I started hearing these voices. It's like they are weird hissing sounds that I am hearing. You know like you would think that Snakes would sound like if they talked. Hissing and extending their SS's. I know that it sounds weird, but do you think that it might have something to do with my Parselmouth ability?" Now Harry was really getting worried, for he didn't want people to think that he was the one who had opened the chamber.

"It might have something to do with that ability Harry, but remember we have already figured out that your not the one who has opened the chamber. Now I am going to have to do some research on this phenomenon, maybe you can do some more research also. I know that you and your friends will try to do the research as much as you can. Don't worry about it Harry, you will be able to find out what you can. Now you better be getting to class, I think that Professor McGonagall will be wondering where you have been. Here is a note for her to keep you from getting into trouble. Oh and Harry, remember that no matter what, what is going on isn't your fault." As Harry was walking out the door, the headmaster remembered something and handed it to him. "This was found clutched in Ms. Grangers hand when she was brought into the Hospital Wing, it may prove quite interesting. It's a bit cryptic, but you might be able to figure out what she is talking about. Good day Harry, and try to stay out of trouble will you." The headmaster had a twinkle in his eyes as he dismissed Harry, and Harry was getting a little confused by his headmasters quirkiness.

Harry made it to Transfiguration with about an hour left in the class. He handed the note to Professor McGonagall explaining where he was at. "That is fine Mr. Weasley, please take a seat and start on your assignment." She smiled at Harry knowing that there was something that was going on, but didn't want to interfere.

"Thank you Professor." Harry made his way to sit between Draco and Pansy, for that was the only seat left open. He found that he was quite able to do the assignment without any problem. He sat there and done the transformation of the feather into a stick and back again. "Don't you two think that this is easy? I hope that we will be getting into more complicated Transfigurations soon." Harry just smiled over at his two Slytherin friends with one of his warm smiles.

"You are a bit off, don't you know that Harry. I mean we will be learning more spectacular transfigurations later on, but right now we need to learn the basics." Pansy loved teasing Harry about his obsession with Transfigurations, but she knew that he was one of the best in their class at it.

"Oh hush Pansy, I know you want my help with this, and I will help you all out like I always do. Now let's get back to the assignment." Harry was smiling as he knew that Pansy was going to be thankful for the help. She wasn't stupid, but this wasn't her greatest subject. She would also help Harry out in his least favorite subject of Potions. She and Draco were a couple of the best in the class. Even tho Snape still didn't like the Gryffindor's that much, he wasn't that rude with them anymore since most of his second year Slytherin's were friends with the Gryffindors.