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Chapter 15

Hermione had been released from the hospital and was ready to get back on the case as to who had opened up the Chamber of Secrets. So far, we had gone off to assume that this Riddle guy had probably gotten this reward because he had discovered who had opened it fifty years ago. So, we were all determined to figure out what this diary had been hiding, but it was no use, nothing had become of it.

Something else that we noticed was that the attacks had stopped for a long time, maybe the heir of Slytherin was afraid to attack anyone else in fear of being caught or something. Lockhart, on the other hand, believed that he was the one keeping the heir from doing anything. I overheard him talking to McGonagall the other day, his voice still slightly squeaky.

"I probably scared him off, you see," Lockhart squeaked. "He knew that it was only a matter of time before I caught him!"

"Yes, I'm sure that you just terrified him with that squeaky voice, Gilderoy," she said as she rolled her eyes.

Unfortunately, this didn't seem to damper Lockhart's mood in the slightest. It was on the morning of February the fourteenth that I discovered this. I was walking down to the Great Hall that morning with Neville.

"It's a shame Lockhart's voice is going back to normal," Neville said. "His class was very amusing with it..."

"I know...it was just what I needed after History of Magic," I said in agreement.

Then, when we walked into the Great Hall, we saw something that horrified me. The entire room was decorated in pink hearts and ribbons for Valentine's Day. Worst of all, Lockhart was wearing an outfit that matched the room that he was in. Beside him, I saw the teachers all giving him looks of amusement and disgust.

"Happy Valentine's Day everyone!" Lockhart said as we sat down at our table. "Today there will be little dwarfs going around the school delivering little messages of love, so if you want to send that special person a little message, talk to them! I know that I've already gotten forty-six messages today, so be ready! And I'm sure you could talk Professor Snape into making a little love potion!"

I looked over at Snape who looked as though he would kill anyone that asked him to make any kind of love potion today and all of the other teachers that seemed to be humiliated with their fellow coworker.

"Hello love!" Fred and George said to me as they sat down on either side of me.

"Hello dears," I laughed at them.

"Planning on sending someone a dwarf to confess your love-" Fred said.

"You know it," I said sarcastically.

"Sending one to Longbottom?" George asked casually as he picked up a piece of toast.

"We are definitely only friends," I said.

"Oh..." George said and suddenly became very interested with the contents of his plate.

After breakfast, I went out into the hall and saw that Harry was being attacked by one of the dwarfs that was going around giving people Valentine grams. Harry appeared to be trying to escape the embarrassment, but was failing horribly.

"Just listen to him Harry!" I called out to him.

Ron came over to see what was going on just in time to see Harry's bag break, forcing him to stay in the same spot. The dwarf immediately took this opportunity to sing the poem that he was given. I could barely hear the words because Ron and I were laughing so much. Right after the dwarf was finished, he left him alone to pick up all of his stuff. Then I saw Draco picking up Riddle's diary.

"Give it back, Malfoy," Harry said.

"No, I think that I'll just see what's in it..." he smiled evilly.

"Expelliamus!" I yelled and pointed my wand in his direction.

The book flew out of his hands and Ron caught it next to me. Draco got mad, but walked away anyway.

"No magic outside of class, Emily!" Percy said as he walked up beside me. "You know that I'm going to have to write you up for that."

"It's amazing how much I don't care," I smiled and walked off.

I walked off to Charms class with Harry, Ron, and Hermione but was stopped by a dwarf that was pulling on my leg.

"Um...hello..." I said, looking down at the struggling elf.

"I have a message for you Miss!" it squeaked.

"Great..." I muttered.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione stopped when they saw that I wasn't with them anymore and decided to come over to hear what the dwarf had to say.

"Roses are red, violets are blue, I just wanted you to know that I think the world of you! Sorry it's cheesy, but I think that I love you!" (Author'sNote:Ididnotcomeupwithallofthis,IfoundsomeofthisthroughGoogle...)

"Thanks..." I said, trying to see if anyone noticed other than the group behind me.

We continued off to class and I wondered who could have possibly sent me that message.

"I think I'm going to bed..." Harry said as he walked up the stairs leading to his dorms. "I might try to look at that diary..."

I was sitting in the common room that night doing homework with Hermione. It was History of Magic, so naturally she was doing all of the work. I did good in all of my other classes, but that one just killed me.

"So, who do you think that Valentine's gram was from?" Hermione said when she put her quill down.

"I have no idea," I said shrugging. "I've been trying to figure it out though..."

She nodded slowly and went back to her work in a hurry.

"What?" I asked her.

"Oh, nothing..." she smiled.

"Who do you think it was?" I asked her.

"No idea..." she continued to smile.

"Yes you do!"

"Oh, come on, you can't tell me that you haven't noticed!"

"Noticed what?"

"The boy stares at you all the time!"

"Who?"

She rolled her eyes and laughed. I honestly had no idea who she was talking about. I have never noticed anyone staring at me all the time and she made it seem like it was someone obvious and I just wasn't catching on to it. I was about to keep bothering her about it, but I stopped when three people burst into the room.

"Would you two quit it!" Ron said swatting at his twin brothers.

"Ickle Ronnie-kins got mad because we sent him a Valentine's gram that said that it was from Mum," Fred told Hermione and me.

"Why would you do that?" Hermione asked.

"Because it's humiliating when your mum says that no one could possibly love him more than she does because of his bed wetting," Fred said.

"What?" Hermione asked. "Why would you say that?"

"Because it's funny," George said. "Well, it was for a minute anyway..."

Ron mumbled something and went up to his dorm because he didn't want to talk to anyone. Fred and George jumped over the couch and sat down near where Hermione and I were sitting.

"So, did you get any Valentine's grams you two?" Fred asked.

"I didn't, but Emily did!" Hermione smiled as she looked back down at her homework.

"Did she now?" Fred asked. "How interesting."

"What?" I asked.

"Oh nothing..." Fred said.

"What is with everyone! They keep playing dumb every time I catch on to something!"

"I have no idea what you're talking about!" Fred said trying to look innocent. "Why George, you're being really quiet!"

"What?" George said looking up at everyone.

"Do you know what's going on?" I asked him, hoping I wasn't the only one missing something.

"Yeah George, do you know what's going on?" Fred asked.

"I don't know what you're talking about Fred," he said, shoving him sideways.

They then began to shove each other back and forth for a good while until I decided to go back to my work, still wondering what everyone was keeping from me...

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