Well um here's the next chapter I'd thank the reviewers if there were any but there's not at this point so um.... yea... if anyone cares about this story continuing either adopt it as your own or review. Anyhoo, here's chapter 2

Harry potter walked the halls of the school heading towards the Griffondor dorm slightly bedraggled. It had been a long summer with his aunt and uncle and though he was happy to be back in Hogwarts, he knew he couldn't relax completely here either. The dark wizard Voldemort had returned, though that was making everyone edgy, harry had a special connection with the dark warlock. Through a lightning bolt shaped scar on his forehead he could sense when Voldemort was close by.

His friends, Ron and Hermione flanked either side of him as they walked. They had, due to Hermione's order, been getting an early start on their studying much to the dismay of Ron. It was the day after the welcoming speeches and they're first day of classes had gone surprisingly well... of course that wasn't including the exploding cauldron in potions.

Walking around the school he spotted Dumbledore levitating in what seemed to be a new statue. When the elderly man saw Harry and his friends he smiled

"what's that?" The boy asked curiously gazing at the statue.

"Quite remarkable piece of art isn't it." Dumbledore said his eyes glowing. "It's a rather old statue. In fact, its date of creation was said to date back to the era of the ancient wizards"

Hermione's eyes lit up and she looked up to the stone carving with new light. "Wow" was all she could manage.

"Blimey! That thing looks so real! Like it could come to life and slice us in half!" Ron said staring at the blade the stone man held.

"It does have a peculiar magical ora around it. And the detail of it as well!" Dumbledore said with a slight grin.

"And considering its age, its remarkable it doesn't have any damage to it. There's not even any cracks in the stone" Hermione said running a hand over the stone horse's front hoof.

The elder man nodded eyes shining. "Though shouldn't you be off to bed?" Dumbledore asked before any more questions could be asked about the statue. The trio took the hint and headed off to their dorm.

The next morning as the three saw the statue outside of the great hall as they went for breakfast.

"That thing still gives me the creeps... it looks like this guy is glaring at me...." Ron was the first to speak when they saw it. He quickly moved past the stone figure as if it would come to life and attack him at any moment. Harry followed Ron into the hall for breakfast silently agreeing with his friend. The statues gaze seemed to pierce right through him.

Hermione stayed a moment longer looking the statue over until something caught her eye. It looked as if a small chip had come out off of the rock. It was small, about the size of a quill end, but the frizzy haired girl knew it wasn't there the last time she saw it. Shrugging it off she followed into the great hall.

By dinner the chip in the rock had turned into a small hairline crack though not even Hermione noticed the slight change. As the weeks went on every student at Hogwarts fell into the familiar patterns of their classes and the statue grew to be of less interest and merely another decoration fro the school. The only interesting thing that happened was new creatures appearing in the forbidden forest and Dumbledore stressing how important it was to stay out of them. Though no one noticed the small cracks that were slowly appearing throughout the statue. Only in certain lights were they noticeable, and could only be seen if someone was actually looking for them.

Two in the morning at Hogwarts is usually a quiet time, tonight however that will be different. A soft cracking noise echo around the empty halls, as if someone was breaking through ice on a lake. A soft murmur of chants swirl about in front of the great hall. Whispering on the wind the voices hit the mysterious statue making the cracks in the stone larger.

The pieces of rock seemed to flake off like a hatchling's egg. Small pieces large pieces all quickly fell in a showering torrent of chips and flakes reveling colours beneath the dull grey stone. A soft blue light seemed to glow from the cracks as the voices sang soothingly through the air.

A crack of thunder and a flash of lightning drowned out a small animalistic whine. The rocks falling off the statue had reviled a chestnut mare, the poor animal was kicking her front hooves wildly as her back ones wouldn't respond, still being encased in stone. The man gasped in a shuddering breath as the stone fell from his face. His arm fell limply to his side

The voices seemed to chorus louder spooking the horse slightly. The stone continued to drop off freeing the horses back legs. Another boom of thunder and the horse stiffly galloped off in fright, the voices following as the horse found itself stumbling and tripping. Through all the commotion no one seemed to arise from their slumber to see what all the noise was about. The last of the stone fell from the man as the horse found its way outside.

No sooner did the night air hit him was the man off the horse gazing up at the clouded sky breathes shuddering with each rise and fall of his chest. The voices seemed to blow in his ear they're warm breath like wind wrapping around him and calming him. He tried to stand only to find nothing would respond. Rain began to fall causing the man to blink as the drops fell into his eyes. Everything hurt even simple motions such as this.

"Sleep your body needs rest" one of the chorusing voices said softly.

"Though your body is weak your spirt is strong, that combined with our magic will pull you through" another cooed.

"We will make sure no harm shall befall you." a third said.

With another shuddering breath his eyes closed as a shiver ran through his body. His hand stinging slightly seemed to stand out more then any other pain in his body. He knew he had small nicks and cuts everywhere but didn't want to think about it. Letting his head loll to the side he just listened the soothing voices and quickly found himself drifting into unconsciousness.

well there it is! So yea if you read it review! And if someone reviews I'll update if not well this story will rot until I get one. Anyway... Toodles!