With Harry and Jack in the lead, they followed the voice up the stairs to the entrance hall and then up another few flights of stairs and down a corridor.

"Guys what the hell is going on?" Ron asked panting as they paused so Jack and Harry could get their bearings.

"I can't hear it anymore, do you?" Harry asked Jack who was looking around, ready to attack something.

"No, and that's either very good or very bad," Jack said in a hushed voice telling everyone to follow behind him down the corridor.

They got near the end when...

"Look!" Hermione gasped, screaming and pointing to the wall at the end of the corridor.

Something was shining on the wall. As they approached, slowly, squinting though the darkness, foot-high words could be seen spelling out:

THE CHAMBER OF SECRETS HAS BEEN OPENED,

ENEMIES OF THE HEIR, BEWARE.

The message was written in between two windows, and was shimmering in the light cast by the flaming torches, making it look really spooky, and not in the good fun Halloweeny kind of way.

"What's that thing – hanging underneath?" said Annie a little afraid.

As Jack went closer he heard crackling making him look down to see a large puddle of water was sitting there.

Putting that aside for now, he returned to the first question at hand.

"It's Mrs Norris," he said taking a step back, eyes wide.

It was indeed the caretakers cat, as stiff as a piece of cardboard, eyes wide, and in a form that looked like she was hunting, or about to attack, something.

"Let's get out of here," Ron said after a bit.

"Shouldn't we try to help, you know get a teacher or something?" Elisa asked reaching up to take the cat down, but Ron stopped her.

"Trust me, we do not want to be found here," Ron said.

Nodding in agreement, Jack looked around for a way out of here, there was some dark magic here that made him feel sick.

They were about to leave when a rumble sound like distant thunder told them the feast had ended and soon the corridor was swamped with students coming in from both ends.

The chatter died very quickly though as people started spotting the hanging cat and the message on the wall.

Along with Harry, Ron, Hermione, Jack, Elisa, and Annie underneath.

Then someone called out:

"'Enemies of the heir beware'. You'll be next Mudbloods!"

It was Malfoy, but as much as Jack wanted to beat him up for that comment, the boy was hidden among the crowd.

"What's going on here?" Filch's voice called out as he shoved to the front "Come on make way, make way!"

He made it to the front and was about to accuse someone of the mess before everyone when he saw Mrs Norris and fell back, clutching his face in horror.

"My cat! My cat! What's happened to Mrs Norris?" he asked looking around for a culprit, and spotted Harry right below her.

"You!" he screeched "You've murdered my cat! I'm gonna kill ya!"

"Argus!"

Dumbledore and the other Heads of Houses had arrived at the scene.

In a matter of seconds, Dumbledore stepped forward, took Mrs Norris down, and turned to everyone.

"Come with me Argus," he said calmly "You too, Mr Potter, Mr Weasley, Mr Frost, Miss Granger, Miss Dale and Miss Dale," then turning to everyone else said "Everyone else, please carry on to your dormitories."

As the students left, Lockhart stepped forward proudly.

"My office is nearest Headmaster – just upstairs – please feel free –"

"Thank you Gilderoy," said Dumbledore before leading everyone to the said room, followed by Professors Lockhart, McGonagall and Snape.

As soon as they entered Lockhart's office, there was a massive scurrying on the walls as, from what Jack could see, about 50 – 70 different portraits of the big-headed teacher ran around obviously not wanting to be seen in curlers and nighties.

The real Lockhart lit candles and cleared his desk.

Gently, Dumbledore placed Mrs Norris on the desk and began examining her, leaning in so close his nose was almost touching the cat's fur, while Filch and the students took seats and waited, exchanging tense looks.

Professor McGonagall was leaning in almost as close as Dumbledore was, and Snape was stood back half in shadow.

Lockhart on the other hand was hovering around everyone giving them useless and totally unrelated hints and suggestions.

"Well it was obviously a curse that killed her – probably the Transmogrifian Torture. So unlucky I wasn't there I know –"

He was cut off as thanks to Jack (although no one was complaining) his lips was frozen shut.

Annie was looking around nervously watching all the teachers and seeing that Filch looked really upset.

Dumbledore was now muttering in a strange language and tapping the cat with his wand, but nothing changed.

At last, Dumbledore stood up.

"She's not dead, Argus" he said softly.

"Not dead?" Filch asked confused "But then why is she all - all and frozen?"

"She has been Petrified," said Dumbledore "But how, I cannot say."

"Ask them!" shrieked Filch pointing to Jack and Harry.

"No second-year could have done this," Dumbledore said calmly "And I'm sure Jack would not have been taught how to do it either. It would have to take Dark Magic of the most advanced –"

"They did it, they did it!" Filch spat, this child tantrum like face puffing up "You saw Frost freezing that water to claim that it was him, and what Potter wrote on the wall! He found – in my office – he know that I'm a –" Filch said sound like he didn't want to say it "He knows I'm a Squib!"

"We never touched Mrs Norris!" Jack said firmly, an angry look on his face, not caring that everyone, even all the Lockhart's on the walls were staring at him "I can't help it what I freeze, that power is connected to my emotions!"

"And I don't even know what a Squib is," Harry said following up.

"Rubbish!" snarled Filch "He saw my Kwickspell letter!"

"If I might speak, Headmaster," Snape said from his spot among the shadows "Potter, Frost and their friends might just have been in the wrong place at the wrong time. It does seem to be an unfortunate habit of theirs."

"For your information Sir, I am always in the right place at the right time, it comes with me being who I am," Jack said glaring a little, grinding his teeth, to which he knew Tooth wouldn't be happy about later.

"Jack what are you doing?" Elisa asked in a scared whisper, but Jack ignored her.

"Oh," Snape asked focusing on Jack "Then why where you up in that specific corridor and not at the Halloween feast?"

At this Harry, Ron, and Hermione went on about the Deathday Party.

"There were loads of ghosts, they'll tell you we were there," Hermione said.

"But why not go to the feast afterwards?" Snape asked loving this a little too much "Why go to that corridor?"

"Because..." Harry began as the others looked at him and Jack not sure what to say. "Because we were tired and wanted to go to bed."

"Without any supper?" Snape asked grinning "I didn't think ghosts had food for living guests at their parties."

"You expect, a boy who just spent the last hour among ghosts, to come and celebrate and have fun on the day his parents were murdered by a mad serial killer?" Jack asked, speaking of Harry, glaring at the teacher who at last backed off.

"I have a feeling Headmaster, that these boys are not being completely honest here," McGonagall calmly looking at the students before her "However there is no evidence against Frost and Potter so no punishments should be handed out."

Snape looked furious. And so did Filch.

"My cat has been Petrified!" he shrieked "I want to see some punishment!"

"We will be able to cure her Argus," Dumbledore said calmly "Professor Sprout recently managed to procure some Mandrakes. As soon as they are ready, we will have a potion made to cure her."

"Sir, my brother has a heated greenhouse in his backyard meaning he has magic plants growing all year," Jack said speaking up "I'm sure he has some Mandrakes, we can ask him to send us some meaning Mrs Norris wouldn't have to wait as long."

"I think that is a very good idea Jack," he said nodding "I shall write to him and we shall see what the answer is. You all may go."

They went, as quickly as they could without actually running.

When they were a few floors up they ducked into a spare class room and questions were asked.

"Ok you guys what just happened?" Elisa asked looking at Jack and Harry.

"We heard a voice, we followed it, and then Filch's cat is attacked." Jack said shrugging.

"What voice?" Annie asked nervously.

"Didn't you guys hear anything?" Harry asked confused, especially when everyone other than Jack shook their heads. "You think we should have said something?"

"No," said Jack right away, who was petting Baby Tooth gently to calm her down.

"I might not be from around here, but I know from experience that hearing voices, and following them to unsafe places, is never a good sign." he finished sighing.

Baby twittered a little and gave Jack's cheek the biggest hug she could make.

"What did that message mean by 'The Chamber has been opened' anyway?" Annie asked unsure she wanted an answer.

"I don't know, but it sounds familiar," Elisa said trying to remember "I think a Ravenclaw friend of mine told me a story about it once. But I can't remember it."

"And what on earth's a Squib?" Harry asked.

To everyone's surprise Ron stifled a snigger.

"Well – It's not funny really, but seeing its Filch," he said "A 'Squib' is a witch or wizard born into a magic family, but with no powers what-so-ever, sort of the opposite to Muggle-borns, but their normally quite unusual. Although if he's learning from a Kwickspell course then I recon he must be a Squib. It would explain why he hates students so much. He's bitter."

"Well it doesn't help when the students are always causing messes and problems that he has to clean up," Elisa said crossing her arms, thinking of every trouble maker the school had.

Soon a clock chimed somewhere.

"Midnight," said Harry "We should all get back to our dormitories before we get caught and accused for something else."

Agreeing they all left the classroom and headed to the 7th floor where at the top of the stairs, Elisa said goodbye to head towards the Ravenclaw tower.

"Thanks for the um... party, Jack" she said smiling "But to be honest next year, I think I would like to go to the feast."

"It was you and Hermione who wanted us to go Snowflake," Jack said smirking loving being right.

Rolling her eyes Elisa left and the Gryffindors and Baby Tooth headed for their own tower to get as much sleep as the rest of the night would allow them to have.