A/N: I don't really have much of an A/N, except to say enjoy and sorry for the shortness of this chapter. I was going to incorporate some of next chapter, but I decided against it. Oh well...enjoy :)

The next morning, Ginger, Megan and I skipped breakfast to go the library. There was a small queue in front of the desk of students. Once we got to the front, Madam Pince, the irritable librarian that looked exactly like a vulture, she sighed and said, "Hogwarts: A History I presume?"

"Yes, please," I replied. She bustled off and within a minute came back with the large book.

"You're lucky. You got the last one. People have been bugging it for me all morning," she said and went back to dusting the books behind her.

We headed for a nearby table with no students and looked in the index.

"Page four," I muttered, flipping back through the pages at the beginning of the book. When I got to page four, there was a picture of a man with a long beard. He had the facial features of a monkey, most notably his prominent forehead. He sat staring straight ahead, and for a moment I thought the picture couldn't move until he looked at me in disgust. Underneath the picture, it stated the man's name, Salazar Slytherin.

"He must be the founder of the house," Megan said.

"Must be," I replied. I continued to read.

Salazar Slytherin, probably the most antisocial amongst the Founding Four, was born in Norfolk. He is probably one of the most famous Parselmouths (the ability to converse with snakes) known today. Upon naming his house, he decided that only pure-bloods should be allowed in Hogwarts, which cause many debates between the founders.

One day, Salazar Slytherin and Godric Gryffindor had a rather large argument and Godric asked him never to return. But not before Salazar built a hidden chamber in the school, known as the Chamber of Secrets. According to legend, only Slytherin's true heir could be able to open it and unleash a horrible monster to finish his "noble purpose" and rid all the school of his main enemy. Muggle-borns.

Salazar, after his flight from Hogwarts, seemed to fall off the face of the earth, along with his wife Slovenia and his two sons, Seoras and Sonnagh.

"He sounds like a fellow you want to be around," Megan said.

"But why was I standing in front of the wall with the message on it?" I asked. "Is there a way to magically appear in another place?"

"Well, there is Apparating," Megan suggested. "You can appear in one spot within seconds."

"But you can't do that in Hogwarts," Ginger said, taking the book from me. She flipped a few pages and read aloud, " 'There is no possible way to enter Hogwarts magically, due to the many charms and wards that protect it.' See? So you can't Apparate in and out of the school."

"Then I don't know," I replied, leaning back in my chair.

"Did you see anything else?" Megan whispered. Madam Pince was lurking behind a stack of shelves.

"All I remember seeing was the second floor girls' bathroom and the Chamber of Secrets written on the wall. I didn't see the whole message until we went up the stairs."

"Did you see who wrote it on the wall?"

"No."

"Do you think maybe it could be Harry Potter?" Ginger asked.

"I doubt it," Megan replied. "He defeated You-Know-Who. Why would he open it and hurt all Muggle-borns, the very people that You-Know-Who is trying to kill?"

"I guess you're right. He did look pretty shocked when everyone came up the stairs."

"Come on," I said, checking my watch, "we have to be at flying lessons in five minutes."

Earlier in the week, a notice had been placed on the common room bulletin board saying we had flying lessons with Ravenclaws starting today.

"Well, at least it will be interesting," Megan pointed out.

"How so?" I replied.

"Luna Lovegood," she laughed.

When we got down to the area where we were instructed to go, a few Ravenclaws were talking amongst each other. Luna was sitting on the ground, idly picking grass.

"Gather around!" came an unfamiliar voice.

Coming down the lawn was a lady with short, spiky gray hair. She was levitating brooms in front of her. She flicked her wand and all the brooms went into two lines of ten.

"I usually have them out already, but I had to deal with a Bludger that got loose."

"Bludger?" I asked Megan.

"It's a ball in the game of Quidditch. I'll explain later."

"I'm Madam Hooch, your flying instructor. You will have seven lessons with me in this class, spaced out over the course of the year. Today we will begin with the basics. Everyone step up to the left side of your broomstick. Now place your right hand over the broom and say 'up!'"

"UP!" everyone said. A few people's brooms shot to their hands, including Megan's. After the third or forth try, my broom shot straight into my hand.

After everyone had their broom in their hands, Madam Hooch said, "Good! Now mount your brooms!"

Everyone did as they were told. Except Luna.

"Ahh...here we go," Megan whispered.

"Why aren't you mounting your broom?" Madam Hooch asked, walking over to Luna.

"Can we do it sidesaddle?" she asked in an airy voice.

"Pardon me?"

"Well, I don't want everyone to get a look at my knickers," she replied airily. This caused many laughs and Madam Hooch held the bridge of her nose between her index finger and her thumb.

"No, you cannot ride sidesaddle. Everyone else will be in the air and no one will be looking at your…knickers," Madam Hooch replied.

"Now, at the count of three, everyone kicked off from the ground hard! One, two, three!"

Everyone did as they were told. Some flew higher than others, while some barely left the ground. It was the weirdest feeling I had ever felt. It was a good weird feeling though. The gentle wind hit my face and I could see for miles on either side of me (even though there wasn't really anything to see; there was a forest on one side and the castle on the other).

"Excellent! Now touch back down by slowly easing forward on your broom," Madam Hooch called.

We did as we were told and everyone touched down. Some people got a little carried away and were now picking themselves up off the ground.

"That was very good for your first time," Madam Hooch said. "Now, for the rest of the lesson, we'll continue practicing what you just did, and maybe some of you will be a little more graceful," she added, smiling down at a Ravenclaw girl who was blushing furiously.

We continued for the rest of the lesson and after about an hour, we touched back down.

"Great! Now our next lesson will be next week at the same time," said Madam Hooch, taking the broomsticks from us.

On our way back up to the castle, Megan kept her word and started to explain the game Quidditch.

"There are four balls. A Quaffle, two Bludgers, and a Snitch. There are seven players on each team; three Chasers, two Beaters, a Keeper, and a Seeker. The Chasers pass the Quaffle between each other and try to put it past the other team's…"

But what they had to put it past was drowned out in a shriek that came from Ginger.

"What's wrong?" I asked, stopping to see what the matter was.

"Nothing. It was a spider. I scratched my head and it was there. It just freaked me out, that's all," she replied, taking the spider out of her hair and placing it on the ground. That's when I noticed that there was a small group of spiders and they were all scurrying away in a straight line.

"Is that normal?" Megan asked.

"I don't think so. Spiders don't usually travel in packs," I replied, still watching the spiders act oddly.

"Then again, this is Hogwarts. Weird things are always bound to happen," Ginger said, looking towards a guy that had a rather large wart sprouting from his nose.