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Chapter 16:

Polyjuice Potion

Ariella was in the common room currently, reading. She heard the door open and looked up. As she expected, she saw Draco, followed by Crabbe and Goyle. As they walked in, and took seats, Ariella got up from hers, and went into the corner to grab some drinks. She brought them, and as she was setting them down on the table, something unusual happened.

"Thanks," Goyle whispered. Malfoy looked at him strangely, while Ariella just looked up in surprise, before going back in the corner to wait for Malfoy's next instructions. That was weird. she thought, zoning out for a bit. When they started to talk about the Chamber of Secrets, however, Ariella was brought out of her thoughts and she listened very closely to what Malfoy was saying.

"...But I do know one thing - last time the Chamber of Secrets was opened, a Mudblood died. So I bet it's a matter of time before one of them's killed this time....I hope it's Granger," he said with relish. Faster than anyone thought possible, faster than Crabbe or Goyle could ever react, Ariella's wand was at Draco's throat, her face full of anger. All three males in the room looked surprised, especially Crabbe and Goyle.

"Don't call her that. She's much smarter than you, so off course she wouldn't get killed. She's beating in you in every class, and I am, too, for that matter. If you were even half the person she was, you might actually be somewhat decent. So let me warn you, next time you insult her, or anyone else for that matter, I will hex you so bad, you won't know what hit you, I don't care what happens afterward. Lay off of them." Ariella finished speaking, her face still red with anger, the room silent. She pushed her wand against Malfoy's throat before lifting it away, and stalked back to the corner. By that point, even he looked a bit scared of her. He had never seen her like this, and that was saying something.

Crabbe and Goyle were still in shock, but all of the sudden, they caught each other's eyes, and without any waring, bolted out of the room with the excuse of a stomach ache.

Later that night, in the hospital wing, Harry and Ron were telling Hermione exactly what had happened.

"...and well, after calling you a, well, you know what, and saying that he wished you would be the one to die this time, that Slytherin girl, Ariella, I think it is, had her wand at his throat in seconds. She defended you Hermione! A Slytherin! She basically said that if he ever insulted you or us (I think she meant us), again, she would hex him, no matter what the consequences. Oh, and she also said that you were really smart, and that you were a really good person. Well, not like that, but the meaning was clear."

"I told you. I told you didn't I? That she seemed like a nice person!" Hermione scolded Ron when he finished speaking.

"Well, yeah, but she's still a Parselmouth in Slytherin. She could be the heir, couldn't she." Harry had stayed quiet, but now he spoke up.

"Just because she's a Parselmouth, doesn't mean she's a bad person, Ron. I think I've proven that, and now she has on more than one occasion. Besides, I heard her say specifically that day that they found Justin petrified, that she wasn't the heir."

"Well, of course she would say that!" said Ron exasperated, "but could be lying, right?"

"I don't think she was Ron," Harry replied.

"Ron, you're being a real git over this. Why don't you want to be her friend, why don't you like her?" Hermione questioned.

"It just doesn't fit. The facts are all there. She shouldn't be acting like this, unless she acting to try and gain our trust. No listen, Hermione, she's in Slytherin, she's always with Draco Malfoy, and she's a Parselmouth. It just doesn't add up!" Ron said loudly.

"Whatever Ron, fine, be that way. You'll come around eventually." Ron looked doubtful.

"We've got to go, Hermione, we'll see you later, 'kay?" Harry said, quickly interrupting them, and then dragged Ron away before he could respond.

Quotes are from Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets.

Sorry it's short. (It you want a prievew, let me know!)

Just so you know, (even though you probably could have guessed this,) now that school has started, I won't be able to update as frequently, but I'll try for once or twice a week. Thanks!

Thanks to all who are reading, and liking it. If you have any suggestions, questions, or comments, please feel free to review/private message me. Also, if you have any ideas at all, or would like to see something happen, let me know, and I'll consider putting them into a chapter. Thanks! ~ Leanora