A/N: Sorry about the wait for this update. I have been working on my book and had gotten on a roll. I wanted to give an update, but couldn't stay away from my book too long.
After doing a little bit of research on Chamber of Secrets, I found that there is not much opportunity to make insertions, because the Golden Trio is always doing something. I was sort of excited to write on the duel between Draco and Harry, but the whole event is in front of the school, preventing much "out of the ordinary" action. My version of Harry would simply have done what is said in the book in order to keep his secret safe.
I'm kind of doing a shotgun approach for CoS. These will be short disjointed scenes that transition to the book's climactic ending. I'm kind of just tying up some loose ends. Hope you all are not too upset with me.
"Did the car steer ok?—er, that was wrong, boys. You shouldn't have," Mr. Weasley said, back pedaling as quick as he could and hoping that his wife wouldn't hex him.
"Arthur! You're worse than the boys!" Mrs. Weasley exclaimed.
"C'mon, lets get out of here while they're distracted," whispered Ron to Harry.
Just as they were about to sneak off, there was a loud knock on the door. Every one in the room jumped. Mr. Weasley, still in a panic to escape his wife's tirade, hastily opened the door. There stood Jack, with a look of consternation.
"Mr. Weasley my name is Jack … Jack Keighley. I am the commanding Auror guarding Harry Potter" the man in the doorway said firmly. Jack, without waiting for Mr. Weasley's response, added, "Harry Potter ran away from Hogsmeade last night, taken in a flying car that we have traced back to your home. I believe your children were accomplices. Is Mr. Potter here?"
"I … uh … well, yes … yes he is," stuttered Mr. Weasley, taken aback.
"Then I must retrieve him. It is urgent that he be brought back under the care of the Ministry."
Harry wanted to run off, but had nowhere to go. He figured Jack would find him wherever he went. It was hopeless. Harry watched Jack intently, waiting with bated breath for what would happen next.
"I guess so, but Harry is in good hands as it stands. Can he not just stay here until the term ends?"
Harry focused on Jack, hoping willing him to agree with Mr. Weasley. He wanted Jack to just go away and leave him be.
A dumb look came over Jack. "Uh … it's fine Mr. Weasley, Harry can stay here. It would be a great help to have him under your roof. I apologize if I was rude. It's just that I'm really concerned for Harry. I'll report that I have given him to your care for the moment. Have a good day." Jack turned away from the door way and disapparated with a crack.
Mr. Weasley stood there stunned. He looked around to Mrs. Weasley shrugging his shoulders. Mrs. Weasley shrugged back.
"That was certainly very odd," said Mr. Weasly closing the door.
"I know they only mean to keep Harry out of danger, but they're strangling the life out of the boy," said Mrs. Weasley.
The boys ran upstairs as soon as Mr. Weasley closed the door.
"Wow, that was close," said Ron. "I thought for sure that he'd drag you kicking and screaming out of here."
"If he tried, I would have, but I made sure he didn't"
"You mean you messed with him?"
"Well, let's just say I persuaded him with my eyes," Harry chortled.
Ron laughed back, "You are brilliant, mate! I just hope you don't get a citation for performing magic."
"Oh, I was afraid of that too, so our friend Jack is going to be making an excuse for me with Mafalda Hopkirk. It should be fine."
"Like I said, bril—" a door slammed shut ahead of them, "—Ginny, usually she can't stop talking about you. Don't know why she's being so shy all of a sudden."
"Look at all the attention the famous Harry Potter is getting. Isn't that nice," sneered Draco Malfoy.
"Leave him alone! Harry doesn't need all the attention. He didn't want all that!" Ginny said defending Harry. It was the first time she'd talked in Harry's presence.
"A new girlfriend, Potter? Isn't that sweet," said Malfoy, making faces.
"Bug away, Malfoy. Remember the agony I put you in? I can do that to you right here and you'll be licking your own drool off the floor," Harry warned.
"You don't scare me, Potter," Malfoy said, his voice cracking. "That was some seventh year pulling a prank. Snape told me that you would even know how to do something like that. It wasn't you!" Malfoy added, shaking a little. Ginny couldn't help but chuckle at Malfoy's reaction to Harry. Harry looked sideways at her and winked. Ginny turned bright red at Harry's gesture as Ron and Hermione rushed over.
"Malfoy," Ron said through gritted teeth.
"Poor little Weasley. How are you going to pay for all your books? Your family will likely go hungry for months trying to get you your school stuff," said Malfoy turning to Ron. Hermione struggled to hold Ron back.
Harry formed his hand as if he had it around Malfoy's skinny neck, crushing it, though keeping his arms at his sides.
"Urgh … grgl…" Malfoy suddenly gurgled and rasped, grabbing the air around his neck, trying to remove whatever was strangling him in vain.
"Ron!" yelled Mr. Weasley rushing over with Fred and George in tow. Harry quickly let go of Malfoy's windpipe, making Malfoy gasp for fresh air.
"What are you doing? The crowd is too thick in here, boys. Let's go outside," Mr. Weasley said trying to abate the fight that looked imminent.
"Arthur Weasley," sneered Lucius Malfoy, coldly looking Mr. Weasley over.
"Come on fang!" Harry yelled, calling the large dog as they entered the forest. Harry caused three balls of soft light to slowly spin in a circle around them to light their way.
"Blimey! Since when could you do that?" asked Ron.
"The last time I was here, I was able to figure it out. We really haven't had much time to talk about it considering all that's been happening, but I've managed to learn loads of stuff."
"I wish you could've done a little of that to Malfoy during at the Dueling Club."
"Yeah, but I couldn't do it while everyone was around, could I?"
"I guess so. Hey, since we're in here, do you think you could show me the ruins where you faced that Liche? By the way, I asked Hermione and I Liche is an wizard that cast a spell on him so he wouldn't die—but his body still decays. Eeww!" Ron shuddered at the thought.
"I don't think I could find the place again, Ron. I kind of apparated without knowing where exactly I was going. It seemed like I was just deep inside the forest."
The pair stopped for a moment, looking to see where the spiders where going. While the light coming from the orbs circling them was bright, the darkness of the forest was overwhelming. The kept walking, making sure to follow the trail of spiders.
A/N: Ok, so, I hope that wasn't too disappointing. Hope to have more later. Hard to keep up with chapters when I'm also working on my own stuff.