The next few months were rather uneventful. The last attack was Justin Finch-Fletchley in December and there hadn't been any implication that the heir of Slytherin was still active. People began to believe that the heir had actually given up and that the school was now free. Lockhart was even going around telling people that he stopped the attacks single handedly.

"It's a good thing that I'm here!" Calvin overheard Lockhart say to a very irritated looking Professor McGonagall up at the staff table during dinner one day. "The culprit must've found out I was in the building and wisely chosen to give up their plans!"

McGonagall just rolled her eyes and took a sip from her goblet.

Despite the morale of the school rising, Ginny was at the worst that Calvin had ever seen her. She seemed paranoid and always was checking around her as if she thought someone was following her. Calvin had decided that this must be the result of what happened with Harry on Valentine's Day, as that seemed to be quite humiliating for her. Though he couldn't help wondering why her reaction to it was so extreme and lasted so long. His suspicion increased exponentially when he noticed that Ginny seemed to be avoiding everyone she knew, including him, so he didn't get much chance to talk with her anymore.

On top of all this, the next quidditch match was coming up fast. It would be Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff, and would be one of the main matches that decides who wins the quidditch cup.

"Oh hey," said Calvin as he looked up from the comic book he was reading on the red sofa of the Gryffindor common room and saw Harry make his way through the portrait hole in his quidditch uniform, holding his broomstick. "What's up?"

"Hi Calvin," said Harry with a smile as he walked up to the sofa where Calvin sat. "I'm doing pretty good, quidditch practices are getting better."

"You're gonna crush it in the match tomorrow," Calvin said with a grin.

"Thanks," said Harry, grinning back. "I feel like our chances for the quidditch cup are better than they've ever been!"

Their conversation was interrupted however, by a frantic looking Neville, running down the stairs from the second year dormitory.

"Harry!" Neville exclaimed, wheezing as he jogged up to the sofa where Calvin and Harry were. "I don't know who did it… I just found…"

He let out another wheeze and just gestured for Harry to follow him.

"Hang on," Harry said to Calvin, following Neville up to the second year dorm.

Calvin just shrugged and went back to his comic book.

A few minutes later, Harry exited the second year dormitory with Ron by his side. They were whispering to each other and Harry seemed to have forgotten Calvin was there. Calvin didn't take offense to this though as he was happy to continue reading his comic book instead.

A few minutes after Harry and Ron had left the common room, Calvin's comic book reading was interrupted by a loud feline yawn coming from the general area of the dormitories. Calvin looked up to see Hobbes, who had just left the first year dormitory, stretching his arms above his head.

"Morning!" Hobbes yawned as he began to descend the stairs.

"Hobbes it's six pm," Calvin said, staring at the tiger in amazement.

"Oh well," said Hobbes as he reached the bottom of the stairs, yawning again. "Better late than never."

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The next day came quickly. The castle was filled with a nervous aura as everyone eagerly anticipated the Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff quidditch match that would be taking place after breakfast. On top of this, the nervousness was made even more intense as apparently, Harry's things had been ransacked the previous evening. This was extra concerning as it could only have been done by a Gryffindor, as no one in any other house knew the password to the Gryffindor common room. Therefore, that meant that the thief could be anyone in the house.

"Perfect quidditch conditions!" Said a tall sixth year boy with a scottish accent during breakfast. He was wearing a quidditch uniform and Calvin recognized this boy to be the Gryffindor quidditch captain, Oliver wood. "Buck up Harry, you need a decent breakfast!"

The boy gestured to Harry, who was sitting next to Calvin and poking at his food nervously.

"You've got to eat bro," said Calvin, elbowing Harry in the arm. "You're gonna win us this cup, don't even worry about it."

"It's not that it's…" Harry trailed off, exchanging unreadable looks with Ron and Hermione, who were sitting across from them. "Never mind."

Calvin just shrugged and shoveled a pile of scrambled eggs into his mouth.

"Y'know it would do you a lot of good to eat a lot slower," said Hobbes from the other side of Calvin, eyeing the bits of egg that spewed out of Calvin's mouth with disgust.

Calvin gulped down the rest of his egg and glared at the tiger.

"You're the last person that should be talking," he exclaimed, annoyed. "Last I checked, tigers weren't the cleanest eaters either."

"On the contrary. In the wild we tigers are some of the cleanest eaters around. We actually craft silverware from bones left over from prey!"

"You just made that up!"

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

"Did no-"

"Uh guys," a voice interrupted their debate.

Calvin and Hobbes looked up to where the voice was coming from and saw Ron standing in the aisle between the house tables right behind them.

"Just letting you guys know, the match is in ten minutes and everyone is leaving." He said, giving them both weird looks.

Calvin immediately perked up.

"Thanks Ron!" He said with a grin.

Ron just nodded and made his way down the aisle and out of the great hall, catching up with Harry and Hermione.

"Come on!" Calvin exclaimed, grinning at Hobbes and standing up from his seat.

Hobbes just rolled his eyes and stood up as well.

As Calvin started to walk down the aisle to the doors of the great hall, he noticed Ginny still sitting at the now almost deserted Gryffindor table. She had sat far away from everyone she knew and was just staring at her uneaten food.

"Are you coming to the game?" Calvin asked, walking up to her with a concerned look on his face.

"No," Ginny said matter of factly, still staring at her food.

Calvin gave Hobbes a weird look, who raised his paws as if to say 'I don't know'

"Are you okay?" Calvin asked, slowly turning back to her, "Do you want me to stay here and hang out with you?"

"No it's fine," Ginny responded quickly. "I just need some time to think."

Calvin raised an eyebrow, but didn't press her further and simply walked back over to Hobbes.

"That was unlike her," said Calvin as he and Hobbes walked out of the great hall and started down the path to the quidditch stadium.

"I'm telling you," Hobbes said. "There's something fishy going on with her."

Calvin just frowned.

They arrived at the Quidditch pitch within the next few minutes and found a seat in one of the Gryffindor towers.

"We've got this one in the bag, Hobbes!" Calvin shouted to Hobbes over the cheering crowd, grinning. "Hufflepuff doesn't stand a chance!"

Hobbes simply grinned back and nodded.

The excitement of the crowd however, dropped like a stone when McGonagall marched onto the field, holding a big purple megaphone.

"This match has been cancelled!" she exclaimed through the megaphone.

"WHAT?" Calvin screamed as the crowd began to shout and boo. "Why? This is gonna lose us the cup!"

Hobbes just looked shocked.

"All students are to make their way back to the House common rooms," McGonagall continued. "Where their Heads of Houses will give them further information. As quickly as you can, please!"

Calvin groaned and buried his face in his hands.

"We just lost the cup, Hobbes," he mumbled. "I could cry."

"We should probably get going," Hobbes said, patting Calvin on the back. "McGonagall seemed pretty insistent."

And so they did. They made their way back to the Gryffindor common room where they joined many other angry Gryffindors. They sat down on the red sofa and the common room remained in silence, no one daring to speak out of frustration. Calvin noticed Ginny sitting on one of the armchairs by the sofa just staring into space.

Suddenly, the sound of the portrait hole opening echoed through the room. Everyone's heads turned to the source of the noise, where Professor McGonagall was stepping through the portrait hole, looking as close to scared as Calvin had ever seen her. She was followed by a very disturbed looking Harry and Ron.

McGonagall didn't beat around the bush, and immediately explained what had happened.

"There has been a double attack," she said grimly as Harry and Ron slowly made their way to the red sofa where Calvin and Hobbes sat.

A loud gasp echoed through the room and Calvin and Hobbes shared wide eyed glances.

"The victims were a Ravenclaw student, Penelope Clearwater…" McGonagall began.

A choking noise was heard and Calvin turned to see that it had come from Percy Weasley, who had an incredulous look on his face.

"And a Gryffindor student, Hermione Granger."

Calvin's jaw dropped. He and Hermione had gotten off on the wrong foot, but had grown to be at least somewhat good friends, especially after the Calvinball game. Having someone he knew so well become a victim made him remember how vulnerable he was, being a muggle born.

"Therefore," said McGonagall, pulling out a roll of parchment. "New rules have been put in place to ensure the safety of our students."

All the Gryffindors exchanged nervous looks as McGonagall unrolled the parchment and began to read.

"All students will return to their House common rooms by six o'clock in the evening. No student is to leave the dormitories after that time. You will be escorted to each lesson by a teacher. No student is to use the bathroom unaccompanied by a teacher. All further Quidditch training and matches are to be postponed. There will be no more evening activities." McGonagall read. She then, in a shaky voice, said: "I need hardly add that I have rarely been so distressed. It is likely that the school will be closed unless the culprit behind these attacks is caught. I would urge anyone who thinks they might know anything about them to come forward."

Calvin just glanced nervously at Ginny, who continued to stare into space, a million thoughts swirling around in his head.

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The Gryffindors discussed the matter long into the night. Calvin normally would join in on a conversation about such things, but he had his own inner conflicts. Eventually, everyone including Hobbes went to bed, and he was left on the couch, where he fell into a restless sleep and had a disturbing dream about running from a murderous persecutor that looked remarkably like Ginny. His nightmare was interrupted however, when he was awoken by two familiar voices behind him.

"Ow, you kicked my shin, Ron!" Hissed the voice of Harry,

"Sorry," whispered Ron in response.

Calvin turned his head around quietly and saw Harry and Ron tiptoeing their way to the portrait hole, what looked to be a large silvery piece of fabric tucked under Harry's arm.

"What the heck are you guys doing?" Calvin asked groggily, standing up and rubbing his eyes.

Harry and Ron froze, eyes wide, and turned to Calvin.

"N… nothing!" Ron sputtered, his eyes darting around the room nervously.

Calvin, more awake now, rolled his eyes and stepped closer to the two terrified boys.

"I'm not stupid guys," he said with a chuckle. "What's that you're carrying Harry?"

"Spare school cloak," Harry said quickly, hiding the silvery thing behind his back.

"Uh huh, sure." Calvin said with a grin. "Look, wherever you're going, just let me come with."

"No!" Harry and Ron exclaimed together.

"You're a muggle born," said Harry. "You'd be risking your life!"

"Eh," Calvin said, waving the comment away with his hand. "Wouldn't be the first time."

"Plus," added Ron. "Three people under the cloak greatly increases the risk of us getting caught!"

Harry shot Ron a look and Calvin raised an eyebrow.

"What do you mean, under the cloak?" Calvin asked.

Ron swore, regretting what he had said.

"Fine!" He grumbled. "Come with us!"

The three boys huddled together and covered themselves with the silvery piece of fabric.

"I wish I had a cloak that made me invisible!" Calvin exclaimed as the three stepped out of the portrait hole and onto the grand staircase.

"Keep your voice down!" Harry hissed. "It just makes you invisible, it doesn't muffle sound!"

Calvin nodded at him.

"Where are we going anyway?" He asked.

Harry glanced nervously at Ron.

"Just tell him," whispered Ron exasperatedly.

Harry nodded and took a deep breath.

"Hagrid opened the chamber of secrets fifty years ago," he began. "We're going down to his hut to try to figure some stuff out."

Calvin looked at Harry as if he had just sprouted antlers.

"Hagrid?" He asked, dumbfounded. "Who the heck told you that?"

"Anonymous source," Harry muttered.

Calvin was tempted to try to get the info out of Harry but he felt that he was pushing his luck already by getting them to let him come with them.

The three silently left the castle and trudged down the hill to Hagrid's hut, removing the cloak when they arrived at his front door.

Harry knocked three times and the door almost immediately swung open, where the three boys were met face to face with Hagrid, who was aiming a crossbow at them, a large boarhound at his side. Seeing who it was, Hagrid lowered his weapon.

"Oh," he said. "What're you three doin' here?"

"What are you doing with medieval weaponry?" Calvin asked, eyeing the crossbow nervously.

"Oh this?" Hagrid asked, gesturing to the weapon he was holding. "It's nothin'... nothin'... bin expectin'... doesn' matter… sit down… I'll make tea…"

He invited the three boys inside, where they sat down on mismatched old chairs surrounding a beat up looking table. They watched as Hagrid shakily pulled a kettle from his fireplace, almost dousing the fire as he spilled some of the water on it. He then went to grab a teapot to pour the boiling water into, but before he could he mistakenly smashed said teapot on the table, causing glass to go everywhere.

"Are you okay, Hagrid?" asked Harry. "Did you hear about Hermione?"

"Oh I heard all righ','' Hagrid said, his voice cracking. Calvin noticed that he kept shooting quick glances at the windows.

"Hagrid," Calvin said. "What are you looking at?"

"Er…" Hagrid began, but was interrupted by a loud knock on his door. He promptly dropped his kettle of boiling water.

Calvin jumped out of his chair to avoid the steaming liquid that was spreading towards him and he exchanged a look of panic with Harry and Ron.

"Under the cloak!" Hagrid hissed, gesturing for them to stand in a corner. "Quickly!"

The three boys rushed to the corner of the hut and Harry threw the invisibility cloak over them just as Hagrid grabbed his crossbow and opened the door.

"Good evening Hagrid," said a familiar voice.

Dumbledore stepped into the hut, followed by a strange looking man.

The man had messy gray hair, and he was wearing a pinstriped suit with a dark red tie. Over this was a long black cloak and what looked like bright purple rain boots. He was also carrying a bright green bowler hat under his arm. Calvin couldn't help but wonder if he was the director of some wizarding circus.

"That's dad's boss!" Ron whispered. "Cornelius Fudge, the minister of magic!"

"He looks eccentric!" Calvin whispered incredulously,

Upon seeing the minister, Hagrid turned white as a ghost and he dropped himself into one of his mismatched chairs, which bowed under his weight. His eyes darted quickly from Dumbledore to Fudge.

"Bad business, Hagrid," said Fudge. "Very bad business. Had to come. Four attacks on muggle-borns. Things Have gone far enough. The Ministry got to act."

"I never," Hagrid said, giving Dumbledore a pleading look. "You know I never, Professor Dumbledore, sir-"

"I want it understood, Cornelius, that Hagrid has my full confidence," Dumbledore said Calmly, looking at Fudge intently.

"Look, Albus," Fudge said, looking nervous, sweat beading on his forehead."Hagrid's record is against him. The Ministry has got to do something… The school governors have been in touch-"

"Yet again Cornelius, I tell you that taking Hagrid away will not help in the slightest,"

Dumbledore said, Giving Fudge a piercing look.

"Look at it from my point of view," Fudge said, picking at his bowler hat. "I'm under a lot of pressure. Got to be seen doing something. If it turns out it wasn't Hagrid, he'll be back and no more said. But I've got to take him. Got to. Wouldn't be doing my duty-"

"Take me?" Hagrid asked incredulously, shaking. "Take me where?"

"Not a punishment, Hagrid, more a precaution. If someone else is caught, you'll be let out with a full apology-"

"Not Azkaban?" Hagrid choked, his eyes getting misty.

Suddenly, there was another knock on the door. Dumbledore opened it and Calvin heard Harry gasp at the man that was at the door. It was a man that Calvin didn't recognize. He was tall, had long straight blonde hair, carried a cane, and seemed to have a permanent sneer on his face.

"Malfoy," Ron hissed, venom in his voice.

Is this Draco's father? Calvin thought to himself. If it is, I was right, he does look like a rodent!

The man stepped inside, his long black cloak billowing behind him. The sneer on his face twisting into an evil smile.

"Already here, Fudge," Malfoy said. "Good, good…"

"What're you doin' here?" Hagrid growled, standing up quickly, the mist in his eyes replaced with fury. "Get outta my house!"

"My dear man, please believe me, I have no pleasure at all in being inside your… er… d'you call this a house?" Said Malfoy, glancing around the hut with a look of disgust. "I simply called at the school and was told that the headmaster was here."

Calvin narrowed his eyes at Malfoy through the cloak, trying to push down the urge to jump out of hiding and strangle him.

"And what exactly did you want with me, Lucius?" Asked Dumbledore calmly, fire in his eyes.

"Dreadful thing, Dumbledore," Malfoy said, retrieving a roll of parchment from inside his cloak and unrolling it. "But the governors feel it's time for you to step aside. This is an order of suspension. You'll find all twelve signatures on it. I'm afraid we feel like you're losing your touch. How many attacks have there been now? Two more this afternoon, wasn't it? At this rate, there'll be no Muggle-borns left at Hogwarts, and we all know what an awful loss that would be to the school."

"Oh, now, see here, Lucius," Fudge said, looking worried. "Dumbledore suspended… no, no… last thing we want just now-"

"The appointment, or suspension, of the headmaster is a matter for the governors, Fudge," Malfoy said, a smug smile on his face. "And as Dumbledore has failed to stop these attacks-"

"See here, Malfoy, if Dumbledore can't stop them," Fudge said, now sweating bullets. "I mean to say, who can?"

"That remains to be seen," Malfoy said, his smile growing wider. "But as all twelve of us have voted-"

Hagrid took a sudden step towards Malfoy, looking furious.

"An' how many did yeh have ter threaten an' blackmail before they agreed, Malfoy, eh?" Roared Hagrid.

"Dear, dear, you know, that temper of yours will lead you into trouble one of these days, Hagrid," Malfoy said, unfazed. "I would advise you not to shout at the Azkaban guards like that. They won't like it at all."

"Yeh can't take Dumbledore!" Hagrid shouted. "Take him away an' the muggle-borns won' stand a chance! There'll be killin' next!

"Calm yourself, Hagrid," said Dumbledore. "If the governors want my removal, Lucius, I shall of course step aside-"

"But-" began Fudge.

"No!" Hagrid exclaimed.

"However," said Dumbledore loudly, cutting off both Fudge and Hagrid. "You will find that I will only truly have left this school when none here are loyal to me. You will also find that help will always be given at Hogwarts to those who ask for it."

Calvin nearly jumped as he saw Dumbledore give a small wink at where he, Harry, and Ron were standing, invisible.

"Admiral sentiments," Malfoy said, mock bowing. "We shall all miss your… er… highly individual way of running things, Albus, and only hope that your successor will manage to prevent any… ah… killins."

He gave Hagrid a mocking smile and made his way to the cabin door, opening it. Dumbledore stepped out and Fudge stayed in the hut, nervously waiting for Hagrid, who took a breath and began to speak.

"If anyone wanted ter find out some stuff, all they'd have ter do would be ter follow the spiders. That'd lead 'em right! That's all I'm sayin'."

Fudge just stared at him in disbelief.

"All right, I'm comin'," Hagrid said, beginning to walk towards the door before stopping and saying "An' someone'll need ter feed Fang while I'm away."

He gestured to the large boarhound that was whimpering on a patched up armchair before finally stepping out the door with Fudge, who closed it behind them.

After waiting a few seconds to be sure the coast was clear, Harry pulled the invisibility cloak off of them.

"Malfoy!" Ron snarled, looking more angry than Calvin had ever seen him. "Lousy, no good prat!"

He slammed his fist down on the table.

"Without Dumbledore there may as well be an attack a day!" He exclaimed, gritting his teeth. "All that muggle-born loving talk is complete bull! He's removing Dumbledore because he wants the muggle-borns dead!"

Calvin gulped and fidgeted with his hands.

"So uh, what do you guys think we'll find when we follow the spiders?" Calvin asked nervously, continuing to fidget.

"If my theories are correct," Harry said, scratching his head. "They should lead us right to Slytherin's monster."

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The next few weeks were tense. After the news of Dumbledore's removal, everyone began to silently panic. Even Professor McGonagall was having trouble keeping her composure and despite her attempts to, Calvin noticed that she had a constant look of stress on her face as she patrolled the castle and looked like she was aging a year a day.

He and Ginny continued to grow distant due to her pushing everyone away. It disappointed him, but a small part inside of him thought that maybe it was for the best, as he started to feel more and more uncomfortable around her as time passed. This seemed to work out fine however, as Calvin and Hobbes began to hang around with Ron and Harry more to prepare for their trip to follow the spiders.

Speaking of which, Calvin had told Hobbes what had happened at Hagrid's house the day after it had happened.

"Hagrid opened the chamber of secrets fifty years ago?" Hobbes exclaimed in a dumbfounded voice as he sat by the lake, watching Calvin skip stones on the lake's surface. "I didn't even know it had been opened before!"

"Me neither," said Calvin as he picked up another stone, tossing it into the water and watching as it skipped twice.

"And now he's in Azkaban?" Hobbes asked. "The big bad wizarding prison we've read about?"

"The very same," responded Calvin as he tossed another stone to himself before launching it into the water.

"I don't believe it." Hobbes said matter of factly. "What would motivate Hagrid to risk so many lives? He definitely doesn't hate muggle-borns."

"Ya see," began Calvin as he took his wand and levitated another rock towards him. "According to Harry and Ron, it might've been because of the creature inside. Apparently Hagrid has a particular interest in big scary monsters."

"But that doesn't explain why he would risk so many lives!" Hobbes exclaimed, raising his arms in frustration.

"Harry and Ron also told me that his judgement isn't exactly the greatest either," Calvin said as he plucked the rock he was levitating out of the air. "Apparently he attempted to raise a dragon in his hut last year."

Hobbes dropped his arms and gave Calvin an incredulous look.

"Don't dragons spit fire?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Uh huh."

"And uh, isn't Hagrid's house made out of wood?"

"Ding ding ding, you win a cookie."

Hobbes just looked up and stared at the blue sky.

"Yeah," continued Calvin, tossing the stone to himself. "According to Harry and Ron, he was convinced he could tame it, which from what I've read, is extraordinarily hard to do. Not to mention the fact that dragon breeding was made illegal back in 1709."

"Dare I ask why?" Hobbes asked nervously, fidgeting with his paws.

"Apparently the 1666 Great Fire of London was started by a Welsh Green some nutzo had decided to raise in his basement." Calvin said, shrugging. "That seemed to be the last straw."

Hobbes blinked in disbelief.

"Pardon my British," he began, "But Hagrid's barking mad!

Calvin just snickered as he tossed his stone skillfully into the lake, which skipped once before smacking into a large tentacle that had risen from the water, causing it to recoil and dip back below the waves.

Much to Calvin's annoyance, despite everything that was going on Lockhart seemed to be cheerier than ever. He kept trying, and failing, to raise everyone's morale during classes.

"Fret not!" Lockhart exclaimed during one class, his signature grin wide on his face. "The danger is gone! Do you really think the ministry would arrest Hagrid if they weren't absolutely sure he was the culprit?"

Calvin just rolled his eyes as he sat at his desk that he shared with Ginny, who was staring into space. She seemed to do that a lot as of recently.

"I helped bring in the great oaf myself, might I add!" Lockhart continued, his grin not faltering. "I've never seen a more guilty man, I had to subdue him with one of my famous stunners!"

He took out his wand and pointed it at a potted plant on his desk.

"Stupefy!" He bellowed, flourishing his wand overdramatically.

A feeble red bolt of light shot out of his wand, hitting the pot and barely even causing it to tip slightly.

"Ah," Lockhart said nervously, his smile dropping from his face as he quickly put his wand away. "Must've been a dud."

Calvin, who had been getting increasingly ticked off at the remarks Lockhart had made about Hagrid, stood up suddenly, causing Ginny and the rest of the class to stare at him in shock.

"Is… is there anything I can do for you dear boy?" Lockhart asked timidly as he stared at Calvin's enraged face.

"Stun me," Calvin said matter of factly.

"I-I'm sorry?"

"Stun me!" Calvin repeated firmly. "You said your last one was a dud, and I want you to prove that you can actually do it."

"Dear boy…" Lockhart said, chuckling nervously as he frantically glanced around the room, seemingly looking for a way out of the situation. "Stunning a student- that- I would be fired!"

"No you wouldn't," Calvin continued sternly. "You're supposed to demonstrate how spells work. Now stun me!"

Lockhart didn't move and continued to sputter for several more seconds before Calvin sighed and rolled his eyes.

"With all due respect Professor, you're a moron,"

And with that, he grabbed his things and stormed out of the classroom, all of his classmates still staring at him.

As he snuck down the halls, avoiding the teachers that were patrolling the castle and grumbling to himself, he noticed something. A paper airplane was speeding towards him, seemingly not dipping in height. Calvin stopped to stare at the spectacle before said paper airplane smacked straight into his forehead.

"Ow!" He exclaimed, grabbing his forehead and swearing. "What the-"

He cut himself off when he looked down and saw that the paper airplane had unfolded as it had fallen, and that there was writing on it. He cautiously bent down to pick it up and began to read.
Calvin, meet us in the common room at midnight. We're doing it tonight. -Harry.

Calvin sighed as he folded up the message and put it into his pocket. Despite the fact that he knew this day would come, he was still terrified of what was to come.

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That night, Calvin and Hobbes pretended to go to sleep, but as the clock struck midnight, they slowly crept out of their dormitory and tiptoed down the stairs to the common room.

"Psst!" Calvin heard from the general area of the portrait hole. He and Hobbes turned to where they heard the sound and saw Harry and Ron standing next to the portrait hole, both looking nervous, Harry carrying the cloak under one arm. As they got close enough to Harry and Ron, Harry threw the cloak over all four of them and they exited the common room.

They arrived at Hagrids deserted house in the next ten minutes, and Harry pushed open the door, removing the cloak from them. Upon seeing them, Fang, the giant boarhound, began to bark and jump with joy.

"What's up with him?" Asked Ron, gesturing to Hobbes, who was looking very uncomfortable and trying to stay as far away from Fang as possible.

"He was kidnapped by a big dog when I was six," Calvin said, shrugging. "He's feared them ever since."

Ron just gave him a weird look.

"Let's leave the cloak here," said Harry, setting the cloak on Hagrid's scuffed up table. "Won't need it in the forest."

With that, now joined by Fang, the three boys and the tiger made their ways out of the hut and towards the edge of the forest.

"Lumos," said Calvin, raising his wand as they walked into the forest, a tiny ball of bright light forming at the tip of his wand.

Harry, seeing what Calvin had done, nodded at him and did the same.

"Good idea," said Ron. "I'd do the same, but it would probably blow up or something."

"Why?" Asked Calvin, giving Ron a weird look.

In response, Ron took his wand out of his pocket, showing it to Calvin. It was snapped in half, and was being held together by what looked like tape.

"Gnarly!" Calvin exclaimed with a grin as they marched further into the forest.

A few minutes later, Harry quickly bent down, pointing his wand light to the forest floor.

"Found them," he said emotionlessly.

Ron, Calvin, and Hobbes looked down to where Harry was pointing his wand light and saw a line of spiders Crawling in single file across the forest floor, similar to what Calvin had seen when they had found Mrs. Norris. Calvin looked up to see that Ron had an expression on his face that indicated that he was going to be sick.

"What do you reckon?" Asked Harry as he examined where the spiders were going, seeing that they went off the path and into the dense undergrowth.

"We've come this far," said Ron nervously, that sick look still on his face.

"Hagrid did say to follow the spiders," Calvin said with a shrug.

"I have a bad feeling about this," Hobbes muttered in a voice that only Calvin could hear.

And so they trudged into the dense foliage, pausing every once in a while so that Harry could check to see that they were still following the spiders. They had walked for at least a half hour before Fang let out a massive bark, causing Calvin to jump slightly, and Hobbes to hiss.

"What?" Ron asked, sounding terrified, "What is it?

"Shh!" Calvin hissed. "Listen!"

The three boys and the tiger went silent, and they heard a low rumble along with the crushing of branches. Whatever was making the sound, it was getting closer.

"Oh no," muttered Ron. "Oh no oh no I'm not ready to die-"

"Shut up!" Harry hissed. "It'll hear you!"

"Think it's a bit too late for that!" Hobbes squeaked.

Suddenly, the noises stopped and the forest went quiet.

"Now I understand how you feel," Hobbes whispered to Calvin, shaking. "If we survive this, I'll never pounce on you again!"

Suddenly there was a blinding bright light and a large silhouette landed in front of them with a loud smash.

"THIS IS THE END!" Calvin shrieked, dropping to the ground and curling up into a ball. "TELL MR. FILCH HE SMELLS LIKE OLD CHEESE!"

"Harry, it's our car!" Calvin heard Ron shout from the ground.

Car? He thought to himself. That's a weird name for a murderous demon creature!

"What?" Harry exclaimed. "Woah…"

Hearing that Harry and Ron were not in fact dead, Calvin slowly opened his eyes and looked up, where there was indeed, a bright blue car in front of them.

"What the…'' Calvin trailed off as he stood up and stared slack jawed at the vehicle in front of them. "I knew this forest had some weird creatures, but this is just ridiculous!"

"This isn't another weird creature!" Ron exclaimed, relief and joy in his voice. "This is the car Harry and I arrived at Hogwarts in! Seem's the forest's turned it wild…"

Calvin examined the car and saw that it was indeed, the same car he had seen fly outside of the great hall window during his first night at Hogwarts. There were a few differences however, as the car was now caked with mud, dented up, and scratched.

"I'm not even gonna ask how this thing became sentient," Calvin said, laughing in relief. "I'm just glad we're not dead."

"I don't think we could answer if you did," said Harry with a grin.

"And we thought it was going to attack us!" Ron exclaimed, grinning and patting the car, which seemed to somehow nuzzle Ron in return.

"Hey…" said Calvin, trailing off as he looked around and noticed the absence of something. "Where's Hobbes?"

"Up here," Calvin heard a voice from above him say. He looked up to see Hobbes, clinging to a tree trunk with his claws about ten feet high.

"Hobbes you're supposed to protect us!" Calvin exclaimed, annoyed and Glaring at the tiger. "What are you doing up there?"

"Instinct kicked in," said Hobbes sheepishly as he slid down the trunk to the ground. "Sue me."

"Can you believe this guy, Harry?" Calvin asked.

He turned around to where Harry was standing, and saw that he was no longer there.

"Harry?" He asked, spinning around and looking around the forest, noticing that Ron was also gone. "I swear, you guys better not be in trees too-"

He was cut off when he heard a loud clicking sound from behind him and felt a large hairy leg wrap around his abdomen, lifting him up.

"WOAH!" He yelled, beginning to panic. He opened his mouth to shout again, but he was silenced when he caught a glimpse of the face of what was carrying him. It was the ugliest thing he had ever seen. It had eight piercing eyes, and two giant pincers that were clicking hungrily.

Oh I'm SO dead, Calvin thought to himself, squeezing his eyes shut, and dread filling his body as the creature began to speed through the forest, crushing everything in its way. He barely managed to hold on to his wand as he was jostled to the point of nausea. After what seemed like ages, the creature finally stopped and dropped Calvin into a clearing, where he tumbled into two warm and squishy lumps. He finally opened his eyes and saw that the two lumps were a dazed looking Harry and Ron.

"Oh man, I'm gonna vomit," said Ron, turning a bright shade of green before seeing what surrounded them, upon which his face turned chalk white. Calvin looked up as well and saw that the clearing where they sat was surrounded by spiders. Not normal spiders though, spiders the size of small cars. They all were clicking their pincers hungrily, as if they couldn't wait to sink them into the three boys.

"Oh god…" Calvin said, trailing off and staring, terrified, at his captors.

"Stay calm!" Calvin heard Harry hiss.

He wanted to ask Harry how on earth they were supposed to do that, but thought better of it and did his best to stop his shaking and force a straight face. He looked around some more and saw Fang whimpering by Harry's legs, but there was no sign of Hobbes. This did not help his nerves whatsoever. He also noticed a large cave filled with what looked like spider webs in front of them.

"Aragog!" one of the spiders called in a disturbingly deep voice.

Calvin heard the terrible sound of many large legs and watched in horror as a spider the size of a small dump truck emerged from the web filled cave.

"What is it?" It asked in that same disturbing voice.

"Men," said the same spider that had called the terrible creature.

"Is it Hagrid?" The spider now known as 'Aragog' asked.

"Strangers," said the original spider.

"Kill them," said Aragog, causing Calvin's heart to drop. "I was sleeping…"
"We're friends of Hagrid's!" Calvin heard Harry shout beside him.

Harry turned and stared at Harry in amazement, who glanced back at him with a look that said 'Shut up.'

The spiders surrounding the clearing began to mutter amongst themselves.

"Hagrid has never sent men into our hollow before," Aragog said, narrowing all eight of his eyes.

"Hagrid's in trouble!" Harry exclaimed.

Calvin just stood, saying nothing and eyeing the surrounding spiders nervously.

"In trouble?" Asked Aragog, sounding almost worried. "But why has he sent you?"

"They think, up at the school, that Hagrid's been setting a… something on students. They've taken him to Azkaban."

The large spider clicked his pincers angrily, seeming distressed at this news.

"That was years ago," Aragog said. "Years and years ago. I remember it well. That's why they made him leave the school. They believed I was the monster that dwells in the Chamber of Secrets (Gee, I wonder what made them think that? Thought Calvin sarcastically.). They thought that Hagrid had opened the Chamber and set me free."

"And you… you didn't come from the chamber of secrets?" Asked Harry.

"I!" Aragog roared, causing Calvin to wince. "I was not born in the castle. I come from a distant land. A traveler gave me to Hagrid when I was an egg. Hagrid was only a boy, but he cared for me, hidden in a cupboard in the castle, feeding me on scraps from the table. Hagrid is my good friend, and a good man. When I was discovered, and blamed for the death of a girl, he protected me. I have lived here in the forest ever since, where Hagrid still visits me. He even found me a wife, Mosag, and you see how our family has grown, all through Hagrid's goodness…"

"So you never attacked anyone?" Harry asked nervously.

"Never," said Aragog. "Out of respect for Hagrid, I never harmed a human. The body of the girl who was killed was discovered in a bathroom. I never saw any part of the castle but the cupboard in which I grew up. Our kind like the dark and the quiet…"

"Then what did kill the girl?" Harry asked, his voice quivering.

Calvin noticed that the entire group of spiders surrounding them seemed to recoil as Harry said that.

"That thing that lives in the castle is an ancient creature we spiders fear above all others." Aragog said, a hint of revulsion in his deep voice.

"What is it?" Harry pressed.

"We do not speak of it!" Aragog roared, causing Harry to go silent, and Calvin to tense up. He looked over at Ron and saw that a silent scream was plastered on his face.

"Okay then," Calvin said, mustering up all of his courage to speak. "We'll just go then. It was nice meeting you and your… er… family."

He eyed the spiders around him nervously.

"Go?" Asked Aragog. "I think not…"

Calvin tried to force a chuckle, but it sounded more like a hyena laugh.

"Why… why is that?" He sputtered, glancing around at all the spiders which had begun to slowly move closer.

"My sons and daughters do not harm Hagrid on my command, but I cannot deny them fresh meat, when it wanders so willingly into our midst. Goodbye, friends of Hagrid."

Calvin, Harry, and Ron turned around to see many of the spiders approaching them, slowly gaining speed.

"Harry…" squeaked Ron. "Harry, what do we do?"

Harry, to Calvin's dismay, just stood there, slack jawed.

Calvin had just been ready to accept death when a loud noise that sounded remarkably like a car horn echoed through the forest. He whipped his head towards the sound and saw the blue car tearing through the forest, none other than Hobbes behind the wheel.

"No way…" Calvin muttered, wondering if he was seeing this right. He watched as the car barreled through the wall of spiders and into the clearing. All the doors except the driver door swung open.

"Get in!" A wide eyed Hobbes shouted from inside the car.

The three boys did not hesitate. Harry and Calvin grabbed Fang and dove into the back of the car, and Ron jumped into the front passenger seat.

"DRIVE!" Ron shrieked.

Hobbes pressed down on the gas pedal and the car shot forward into the foliage, the doors slamming shut.

"Hobbes, I could kiss you!" Calvin exclaimed, overjoyed.

"Please don't," Hobbes said nervously as they smashed through the forest.

Suddenly, their path was blocked when a large spider jumped in front of the car and raised its front legs in an attack pose, causing Hobbes and the three boys to scream, and Fang to howl.

"Press the silver button!" Ron shrieked, his eyes popping.

"Which one?" Hobbes screamed back. "There's like five!"

"THIS one!" Ron shouted, slamming his hand down on a large silver button on the dashboard.

There was a loud sound that sounded like metal parts scraping together and the car suddenly began to rise into the air, and they just barely missed the massive spider's grabbing legs as they flew over it and up above the trees of the forest.

The car was silent for a few seconds before another, more harsh sounding noise from the car.

"Ron, what was that?" Hobbes asked nervously, gripping the steering wheel tightly.

"Oh no," said Ron, exchanging a terrified look with Harry. "Everyone hold on!"

As soon as he said it another harsh noise rang out and the car dropped about 10 feet.

"What's happe-" Calvin began, but was cut off as the car dropped from the air like a stone.

Everyone in the car screamed as Hobbes struggled to guide the quickly falling car through the dense forest, before finally roughly touching down just outside of the forest outside of Hagrid's house.

The four quickly shoved open the doors and jumped out, followed closely by Fang. As soon as they all had exited the vehicle, the car did a sort of drift u turn and sped back into the forest, and Calvin stared at where it had disappeared into the trees, eyes wide. He was distracted from this however, by the loud sound of retching from behind him as Ron violently vomiting into Hagrid's pumpkin patch.

"Follow the spiders!" He shouted between bursts of vomit. "If Hagrid ever gets out of Azkaban I'll kill him!"

A/N: I just want to clarify, yes I did take quite a few lines from the actual Chamber of Secrets book in this chapter, as I felt like it would make it as authentic as possible. I also want to thank "Bookworm Friend of Mine" for the amazing review, and I'm going to answer a few of your questions here.

1. I do have plans for Calvin and Ginny to date. Not permanently though, as I want to remain at least somewhat true to the canon story. I will most likely create an OC to be Calvin's permanent love interest after he and Ginny date for a short time :)

2. I really like the idea of Calvin forming a club in Hogwarts, and if I find a place to fit it in, I definitely will!

3. I think you're going to be really pleased with this chapter after suggesting that Calvin and Hobbes follow the spiders with Harry and Ron. I would also love to have Calvin meet a magical creature in the forest and that will most likely be happening sometime in the story!

4. All of his Hogwarts years are going to be in this story because it's simpler for me to write and simpler for my readers to keep up with!