Will POV
Nico had been disappearing with horrible excuses even more since the memory. He's probably been visiting Bianca in the underworld, so I've been covering for him with Kat
"I can't believe he's late for the first game of the year!" Kat exclaims.
"Kat- we're not playing. It's Gryffindor verses Slytherin, and we're lucky if he ever shows up for a Quidditch game. He hates it!" I point out.
She huffs and takes her seat on the bench.
Nico silently takes a seat next to us, looking exhausted.
"You look horrible." I whisper.
"Thanks." He mutters, pulling out her book.
"You shouldn't visit your sister as often." I whisper, making him jump.
"WHAT?!"
"Bianca? I say, confused. "Haven't you been visiting her in Elysium?"
He frightened expression turns guilty. "Oh right, maybe."
I give him a suspicious look. He's hiding something.
"There's Harry!" Kat yells, already on her feet. "Ugh and ferret face."
"AIM THE BLUDGERS FOR MALFOY!" Kat yells.
I notice a blonde man and woman that freakishly resemble Draco sneering in our direction.
One of the bludgers then comes flying toward us, narrowly missing Kat's head.
"HEY! WATCH IT!" Kat screams, before the bludger flies back toward us.
Nico pushes her out of the way.
"Both of the bludgers have gone rogue!" Lee Jordon's voice tells us. "Seemingly attacking The Gryffindor and Hufflepuff's seekers Harry Potter and Katerina Williams, wait a minute. Hufflepuff's not in this game!"
Kat runs through the stands, barely missing the bludger. "A LITTLE HELP OVER HERE!"
I take out my wand, but Nico takes my wand from me. "You could hit Kat."
Kat takes hold of the Slytherin reserve player's broom, shooting off into the sky, the bludger directly behind her.
I notice Harry facing an identical problem with the other bludger, while Draco sits back on his broom laughing.
One Weasley twin was now flying alongside Kat, knocking the bludger away whenever it came near, while the other twin was still trying to protect Harry.
When Madam Hooch called timeout, Kat jumped off her broom and joined Harry with the Gryffindor team.
We run over to overhear the end of the conversation.
"WE'RE NOT LEAVING THEM ALONE!" The twins yell.
"I need to catch the snitch!" Harry argues.
I love Quidditch, but that kid is obsessed.
"Unlike this idiot I value my life, and I need the twins!" Kat argues.
"Are you trying to sabotage us so you win the upcoming game, Williams?" The Gryffindor captain Oliver Wood asks suspiciously.
"NO!" Kat yells at the same time as the twins.
"Why don't I just go hide someone the Bludger can't find me?" Kat suggests, glaring at the keeper.
"Those bludgers can break through anything." Wood tells her.
She grumbles, before turning to us. "Hey Capsicle! I need a superhero!"
"I don't know what that means." Nico tells her.
"I mean, I'll do a few turns to make the thing angry then dive to the ground where you will be waiting with your wand to blow it up."
Nico nods, but nobody else seems to agree.
"The pressure of the explosion could kill you!" one of the players called Angelina exclaims.
"DIVNG TO THE GROUND AT THAT ANGLE, WITHOUT HURTING YOURSELF IS ALMOST IMPOSSIBLE!" The twins tells together.
"Chill out, Twinsies. I got this." Kat tells them.
"So it's all agreed that the twins will leave me alone?" Harry asks at last, getting himself a glare from everyone but Wood.
"Agreed, we need to win." Wood agrees, making everyone start yelling.
"Harry and Wood are unhealthily obsessed with Quidditch." Kat tells us, before mounting her broom.
"Odd. That's what I always say about you two." Nico says.
Kat mounts her broom before flying back into the sky. The bludger immediately continues chasing her across the field.
I notice Harry chasing the snitch with Malfoy at his heels.
Kat is flying insanely over the pitch, narrowly dodging the bludger by doing twists and turns.
When the bludger flies right into Kat, she narrowly jumps off of her broom, only holding onto it by her fingers.
The crowd is in silence, divided into watching Harry and Kat.
Kat manages to swoop back onto her broom before continuing to dodge the bludger.
I notice none of the teachers are doing anything, not even McGonagall who was yelling at Lee Jordon for cursing into the mike.
Once the bludger had created plenty of momentum, Kat takes off toward the ground, quickly swooping up and flying a few meters over the ground.
The bludger follows her movements and when it gets close enough Nico aims his wand and shouts. "CONFINGO!"
The bludger explodes instantly, bursting into a million small pieces.
As Angelina had predicted the force of the explosion, knocks Kat off of her broom, landing with a spectacular CRACK!"
We rush over. "KAT!"
Her leg is bent the wrong way, sticking out into the sky.
Kat begins swearing in several different languages. "FUCK! FANCULO! Σκατά! MERDA! SHIT! FUTUO! Χάλια!"
I understand the English, Greek and Latin, and the other I suspect is Italian. I wonder who could have taught her that?
We run over to her and I take out my wand, ready to do a healing spell.
Lockhart who had just come from the other side of the pitch where he had deboned Harry's arm, makes his way over to us.
"Allow me." Lockhart offers, with a charming smile
"FUCK OFF, YOU BRAINLESS IDIOT!" Kat screams.
"Oh no, she's delusional." Lockhart tells us, taking out his wand.
"NO!" We yell, but before we could stop him Kat's leg had turned to jelly just like Harry's.
Kat explodes into a fit of curses.
"Opps." Lockhart says, blushing. "My wand must be malfunctioning. I've used this spell many times before, such as-"
"MOVE!" Madam Pomfrey yells, pulling Kat onto another stretcher, then charming it to follow Harry's to the hospital wing.
Kat (POV)
That brainless fuckwit is going to pay.
I spent the rest of the afternoon drinking a disgusting potion while Madam Pomfrey complained about Lockhart (one of my new favourite hobbies) and the Gryffindors cooed over Harry's arm.
Madam Pomfey had allowed Will to help out in the infirmary, giving us the Skele-gro potion and treating any other wounds, while she works on the other.
Nico and the Hufflepuffs had also been here earlier, but most of the Hufflepuffs had left after I started complaining about Lockhart (Apparently I'm over-reacting. Lovesick dumbasses) and sadly Nico and Will had to leave.
"CAN I HAVE A SWEET?" I yell over to Harry, who happily flew me several boxes.
"Hey Kitty!" the twins greet together.
"You two can't by any chance help me get back at Lockhart?" I ask, grinning.
They nod evilly, before Madam Pomfrey arrived and started shooing them away.
I couldn't get any sleep that night, the horrible pain in my leg keeping me awake no matter how many sleeping potions I was fed.
Growing pains are nothing compared to this shit.
I hear sobbing coming from Harry's bed. Huh? Harry doesn't seem like the crying type.
"Get off! Harry shouts, before yelling. "Dobby!"
What's a Dobby?
A squeaky voice starts talking.
I take out my wand. "Lumos!"
I see a small creature with large ears and worried eyes wearing rags. He resembles the elves in the kitchens, though they look much better treated.
"YOU'RE BLUDGERS?" Harrys shrieks.
"You're the one who almost killed me?" I yell, gaining the elf's attention.
"Mistress!" the elf shrieks, bursting into tears. "I meant you no harm! Or you Harry potter!" he cries. "I just wanted you to return home, so that you would not be harmed!"
What does he mean mistress? I shouldn't think much of it, all the elves in the kitchens call me Mistress. I can't help but feel sorry for him. From what I had made out, his life is horrible.
"It's alright." I tell him. "But may I ask why we would be in danger."
The elf bursts into tears. "Mistress was always so kind so Dobby. When Mistress told me of you I had no choice but to help."
Huh?
"Why did you want to send us home?" Harry asks.
"Ah, if Harry Potter only knew!" Dobby groans, with more sounds of crying.
"If he knew what he means to us, to the lowly, the enslaved, we dregs of the magical world! Dobby remembers how it was when He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named was at the height of his powers, sir! We house-elves were treated like vermin, sir! Of course, Dobby is still treated like that, sir," he admitted, drying his face on the pillowcase. "But mostly, sir, life has improved for my kind since you triumphed over He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. Harry Potter survived, and the Dark Lord's power was broken, and it was a new dawn, sir, and Harry Potter shone like a beacon of hope for those of us who thought the Dark days would never end, sit... And now, at Hogwarts, terrible things are to happen, are perhaps happening already, and Dobby cannot let Harry Potter stay here now that history is to repeat itself, now that the Chamber of Secrets is open once more."
I almost smile, until I hear about Dobby still being Vermin. Whoever owns this elf is going to pay.
Dobby grabs the water jug next to Harry and starts banging himself over the head with it, muttering "Bad Dobby, very bad Dobby…"
I try to get up to stop the elf, but remember my leg is no more than Jell-O. "DOBBY! STOP!"
The elf stops instantly.
"So there is a Chamber of Secrets?" Harry whispers. "And did you say it's been opened before? Tell me, Dobby!"
"I can tell you about that." I shrug, gaining both of their attention. "What? Nico's sister was there at the time."
Harry stares at me, silently asking why I hadn't told him.
I see Harry seizing hold of the elves wrist as Dobby's hand inched toward the water jug. "But I'm not Muggle-born - how can I be in danger from the Chamber?"
"I am, and I get being worried, but why me? There are plenty of muggleborns here." I tell the elf, making him twitch nervously.
"No- no-no Dobby must not tell. It is not Dobby's place." He mutters to himself. "He is a bad elf for coming here."
"Tell what?" I ask, before changing my mind. Whatever it is, Dobby is obviously terrified of getting hurt if he tells. My knowing isn't that important.
"Never mind." I whisper. "What are you willing to tell us, Dobby?"
Dobby continues shaking. "Mistress to so kind." He mutters.
The sound of footsteps, causes Dobby to shriek and disappear.
I put out my wand, and hide under my covers, pretending to sleep.
"Another attack." Dumbledore's voice echoes "Minerva found him on the stairs."
Another attack? Did someone die this time?
"There was a bunch of grapes next to him." Professor McGonagall's voice tell them. "We think he was trying to sneak up here to visit Potter."
I manage to stifle my snort. How many stalkers does Harry have?
"Petrified?" whispers Madam Pomfrey.
"Yes." Professor McGonagall answers. "But I shudder to think... If Albus hadn't been on the way downstairs for hot chocolate - who knows what might have-"
"You don't think he managed to get a picture of his attacker?" said Professor McGonagall eagerly.
Picture? It must be Harry's personal paparazzi… what was his name again?
"Good gracious!" exclaims Madam Pomfrey.
"Melted," said Madam Pomfrey wonderingly. "All melted..."
"What does this mean, Albus?" Professor McGonagall asked urgently.
"It means that the Chamber of Secrets is indeed open again."
Madam Pomfrey claps a hand to her mouth. Professor McGonagall stared at Dumbledore.
"But, Albus... surely... who?"
"The question is not who," said Dumbledore, his eyes on Colin. "The question is, how..."