I'm incredibly sorry for not updating sooner but I'm afraid life just caught up to me. I was having job interviews and then started a full time job so I've not really had chance to update, but not to worry, just because I haven't updated doesn't mean I have stopped writing. I've written the rest of second year and the summer before third year, which I can tell you now will reveal a lot to Harry. The chapters to come will be longer and more AU then the chapters have been so far. I will be updating, just probably not every week. Characters may also start to be a bit OOC but I'll try to not make them do anything too outrageous, like fighting a Dragon, that would be absurd! :) Oh wait that's fourth year!

Also I would like to say that this is my story and I can make the characters do what I want, if you don't like the way in which I portray the characters then please stop reading as I'm not going to stop. I like the way in which I am portraying each character, even if it is different to J.K. That's why it's called fanfiction, because we can use our own ideas to put characters of books/films into.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, believe me if I had, I would have been a child prodigy because I was about 6 the time the first book was published.

Chamber of Secrets - Part 2

Duelling, Polyjuice and Valentines

How was it, that whenever he actually put one hundred percent effort into something, he was shunned, and ridiculed? Here he had the chance to show how good he was at DADA spells and get a chance to beat Malfoy in front of the whole school. But did that happen? No. He wasn't that lucky.

His duel with Malfoy had started well, he'd thrown a few good spells which Malfoy was unfamiliar with, however Malfoy had retaliated the only way he knew. By cheating. He's used the spell Serpensortia to summon a snake to the platform. Stupidly Lockhart had attempted to dispose of the snake, and as always failed, only making the snake more agitated. It had then attempted to attack Justin Finch-Fletchley, stopping only because Harry had told it to.

Yes he was a Parselmouth, something he chose not to throw around as most people believed parseltongue was a trait of a dark wizard. He was not, nor would ever be a dark wizard but he had acted without thinking, trying to stop Justin from getting attacked. He sighed and ran his hand through his hair trying to calm himself down. He was currently hiding in his corner of the library away from the accusing glares and looks of terror. It seemed that now everyone thought he was the heir of Slytherin. Him, the most anti-Slytherin person, the person who had argued the hat out of putting him in that house.

He pulled his homework that Lockhart had assigned, Read Gadding with Ghouls: Discuss the ways in which the Ghouls were trapped. Couldn't Lockhart at least give them some decent homework that didn't include reading his works of fiction? His mind once again gravitated to the chamber of secrets. Last year it was the Philosopher's stone, couldn't he just have a normal year like most of the other kids. He sighed, well at least Dumbledore, Hermione and the Weasley's all believed that he wasn't the attacker. Fred and George had taken it rather well and had become his own personal bodyguards calling out the heir of Slytherin was making his way past. He knew that Ron grumbled every time they did it but Harry ignored him, they made him feel better, that they could make a joke of it made things not seem so bad.

He looked back down at the blank parchment with only the essay title written before deciding to tackle it later. He once again looked at the small scrap of paper in his hand from Hermione. The Polyjuice potion would be ready by Christmas, once it was done they would get Malfoy to tell them what they wanted to know.

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Pink. Everything was pink as he made his way to the library. His cheeks, the paper the poem was written on, and the outfit the stupid dwarf was wearing. It was all Lockhart's fault, now not only did he have to fix his bag, he had to find Ginny to check that she was ok. Both of them had been embarrassed by the confrontation, but Malfoy's comment had upset her a lot. He quickly rounded the corner into the library and headed to the hidden corner, to find his space already occupied by the person he was looking for. He saw her look up, eyes widening as she spotted him coming towards her. He smiled at her to help calm her down.

"You stealing my spot in the library Weasley?" he joked. She gave him a faint smile and wiped her tear stained cheeks.

"I didn't know it had your name on it,"

"I think you'll find it does," he smirked. She looked at him as though he was having her on. He quickly tapped the table with his wand.

"Who does this work desk belong to?" he asked out loud. In the top corner of the desk the words Property of Harry James Potter appeared. The moment she saw it the laughter came, making him extremely happy that he had been able to cheer her up.

"Thanks for that Harry, I really needed that," Ginny said as her chuckles fading. "I'm sorry for embarrassing you Harry. Believe me when I say that I would never do that to you." He nodded.

"Fred and George have been dying to get back at me for Christmas, I guess they used you to do it." Ginny nodded.

"They thought it was me to start with! I think they finally figured out it was you that given them the exploding candy, then they told me they needed revenge. It just so happened that I lost a bet to them and owed them one, I was stupid to let them cash it in for something like this, "she admitted.

"Yeah the words were awful, they could have come up with something that actually rhymes." Ginny nodded.

"So any ideas for retaliation?" he asked, a mischievous gleam in his eyes that had Ginny smiling evilly.

The next day saw the twins covered in fresh pickled toads and blackboard chalk, the two pranksters grinning at the two who had pranked them. Harry quickly snapped a picture before he and Ginny scarpered, something for Colin to develop when he woke up.