Recap of last chapter: Artemis is going to get moved up to 2nd year, he talked to the diary, the seal on his magic is now broken and the library is destroyed (but the books are slowly getting recovered, I'm not that mean). Oh, and he lost the diary.

Enjoy!

To say that Artemis was in a less than pleasant mood would be an understatement. There were very few times in Artemis's life where he had felt at a loss of information, and none were like this. Artemis Fowl was outsmarted by a book. A magical one holding the spirit of Tom Riddle, yes, but it was still a book. Artemis had so many questions, yet...

"Mr. Fowl! Did I not say to stay in bed?" Pomfrey snapped at him.

Artemis clenched his hands, trying to contain himself. His control was dimming, and his magic was seeping out of him at every moment, it would just take a nudge and he could-

"Perhaps I could stare at the dull ceiling some other day. Excuse me, Madam Pomfrey." Artemis gritted out pushing past her through the halls. He had searched every inch of the library for the diary but it wasn't there. By the time he was finished, his stomach was growling and his mood had grown ever darker. With this state of mind, to meddle with him would be asking for a death wish.

Artemis rigidly walked to the Great Hall where the smell of rich food wafted through the air. As he entered, he felt the weight of the eyes drift towards him. He scowled at the curious students and sat down at his table. He looked across the hall to the Gryffindor table to find the Golden Trio laughing so happily, not to mention ignorantly. Suddenly he winced and glanced down. His nails had been digging into his palms. He had just felt... what was the word?

Jealousy... A voice, annoyingly alike to his own, whispered in his mind.

Artemis didn't get jealous, he scoffed. He waved the insistent thought away. What was there to be jealous about?

He looked back over. The trio of friends were laughing, smiling, living their lives happily- no, ignorantly. Artemis sighed and ate as quickly as he could without looking too rushed, the thought of being out in the open for too long still unnerved him. With nothing to occupy his mind as he ate, his thoughts drifted back to the three Gryffindors. Artemis shook himself mentally. He wouldn't make friends. He had decided that a long time ago. However, he still needed allies.

"Fowl." But his allies didn't include Malfoy.

"What is this about you moving to my year?"

Artemis sighed, then spoke sweetly, as if talking to a young toddler, "Just that. In a matter of weeks, we will be sharing all of our classes together. Of course, I'm already switching dorms."

Malfoy growled, "It will be a cold day in hell when I let you into my dorm."

"Then you have gotten your wish, Malfoy." As he said this, Artemis's eyes wandered to the teacher's table. Most of them were chatting happily and digging into the glorious food, except for Snape. Snape narrowed his eyes at him suspiciously.

"You won't last for long, Fowl. You mudbloods never do." Insulting Artemis with an especially foul mood? Big mistake.

Artemis's eyes flashed angrily at his words.

"Ugh." Malfoy suddenly brought his hands to his head, holding it together as if it would fall apart. Crabbe and Goyle had to support him as he stumbled backwards, with his eyes screwed tight and his face pulled into an ugly grimace on his 'angel' face.

Artemis bit his lip, he enjoyed seeing Malfoy in pain however Snape was drawing nearer to them. Artemis sighed and drew his power back into himself, imagining his green aura being sucked into him from Malfoy.

He was taken out of his peaceful mind from a silky voice. "Fowl! Would you care to explain what just happened?"

Artemis calmed himself before answering, he wouldn't want to hurt a teacher so soon. "Perhaps Malfoy is experiencing a strong headache?" He suggested plainly.

Snape scowled, he knew that Malfoy didn't have a simple headache, but he didn't want to put on a scene, not with Dumbledore eyes pointedly digging into his back. "Very well. Malfoy, come with me, I'll get you a pain-suppressing potion. Out of the way, Fowl."

Snape pried Malfoy's unstable body from the hands of his bodyguards and Artemis watched him drag Malfoy away until he went out of sight.

"What did you do?" Pansy screeched, distressed that her one-sided lover had been hurt.

Artemis felt a sharp pain in his chest. Right. Possibly the after affects of using his new-found magic. He looked down at his empty plate then back at Pansy who was turning an unpleasant shade of red with anger. No need to stay here then.

"Would you be so kind to show me where the 2nd year dorms are?"

"What?" She sputtered, thrown off by the sudden change in topic.

Artemis sighed. "No, of course you wouldn't. I wasn't expecting you to either. I know where the dorms are already. Good night, Ms. Parkinson."

As he stepped out of the hall he began to feel... off. He was suddenly very tired and each step he made became even more difficult in the last. He searched his memory frantically. Had he been poisoned? He put a hand on the wall to steady himself and tried to will away the black spots that was starting to appear in front of him however they just grew.

He remembered himself beginning to fall but he didn't remember ever hitting the floor.

EEEEEEEEFEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

"Really! I just insulted him, then he looked angry, then my head started hurting like mad!" Malfoy said exasperatedly. Snape had been pestering him about the disruption in the Great Hall.

"And then it just faded, like the something that was making my head throb was suddenly being sucked away."

Snape sighed, "Is that it?"

Malfoy furrowed his brow. "It felt... it's crazy, I know, but it felt... green."

"You will need to send your father a letter about this. Tell him about Fowl even though Dumbledore has forbidden any word about him reach your father."

Malfoy nodded. "I don't know how long it will take, though. The owl will have to take lots of detours so it will not get found out."

"And tell your father that if he wants to reply, address the letter to me and put booby traps on it. I can disable them first since I know what the traps will be and from there I can give it to you. For safety precautions. Dumbledore will not be happy if he finds out."

Snape checked the time. "There is still a few minutes left of supper. If we hurry, there will still be some desserts left."

Malfoy smiled, then followed him out. They made it half way when they were met by a huge crowd blocking the halls.

Snape frowned as an unpleasant cold feeling became in his shoes, and he found that the water was covered in water. Ignoring this, they fought through the mass of students. "What's-"

Malfoy looked at a dead-looking Ms. Norris and then at the Golden Trio in front of it. He almost smiled. The boy-who-just-would-not-die looked shaken and his lackeys looked frightened. It was understandable why they would be scared. The wall behind them read in a crimson ink,

The Chamber of Secrets has been opened.

Enemies of the heir, beware.

Cheerful.

Snape moved towards the other teachers and they started talking quietly. He strained to hear what they were saying.

"Hagrid just reported that all the roosters were slaughtered. Every last one. And then we stumble upon this..." He heard McGonagall say.

Dumbledore arrived quickly and said, "Prefects, lead your houses back to the dormitories immediately! Everyone except, you three." Malfoy smirked at the unlucky trio then slipped through the crowd and went ahead of his house to get to the dorm. His Slytherins were too slow for his liking.

EEEFEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Artemis's eyes shot open. What happened?

He tried to calm his panicked heart beat as he looked at his surroundings. He was in the empty 2nd year dorm. His dorm. His belongings sat untouched at the edge of his new bed.

How did he get here? His nose twitched. He smelled horrible.

Artemis looked down and gasped. He was covered with colorful feathers and... blood, most of which he knew was not his own. He winced as he saw the deep cut on his right hand.

He fought off the dull throb at the back of his head. First things first. He needed to get changed before anyone saw him. As he struggled to get up, he heard footsteps. He fumbled for the wand in his pocket but before he could touch it the door opened.

He was met face to face with Malfoy, who's eyes seem to brighten is realization.

"You!" Artemis gripped his wand in his pocket with a spell he had learned recently in mind. It was risky, but with his new power, he may be able to adjust the spell slightly with his will. "You were the one who killed the roosters! And you did that on the wall, and the cat-"

In a split second Artemis pointed his wand to Malfoy and then said, "Obliviate."

Artemis struggled to control his magic to only wipe away just the last few minutes. Weakly, he made a near textbook promptly fly over and hit Malfoy hard on the head, promptly making Malfoy fall unconscious.

Artemis was breathing heavily as he lugged Malfoy onto what he assumed was his bed by the rich covers that was on it but not on any of the other beds.

Without wasting anytime, he tore through his trunk to find a change of clothes then flew out of the room and into the bathroom. The memory spell he did was more difficult then he had thought it would be and he suspected that Malfoy wouldn't remember the last few days but there was nothing he could do about that now.

He could hear the rest of the students start to shuffle into the dorm chatting excitedly about the Chamber of Secrets.

Wow! Artemis is one speedy little hobbit! Writing on the wall, petrifying the cat and killing the roosters in less than half an hour... yep, he's (unintentionally) that awesome.

I changed the Harry Potter plot a bit- the rooster killings were not supposed to happen until around the third attack, but I needed it to happen sooner. You'll understand later... Heeheehee.