Shade's P.O.V
"Today we'll be transforming animals into water goblets. Five points will be given for shape. Ten points will be given for texture. Spell is Vera Verto. Begin!"
I stared at the dead mouse on my desk. So I'm supposed to turn this into a water goblet? Stephen gave me a reassuring smile. I smiled back, and said as clearly as possible, "Vera Verto."
There was a flash. I looked down hopefully, and cried out in joy. In the place of a dead mouse, now lay a shiny, golden, water goblet.
"Look! Miss Potter managed to successfully change her mouse into a water goblet! Fifteen points to Slytherin!"
I sat in History of Magic class with my head on my desk. Couldn't Binns make it more interesting? Then the strangest thing happened. Granger, the class know t all, little miss perfect, interrupted the teacher!
"Miss -?" Binns asked in surprise as Granger spoke up.
"Granger, Professor. Anyways, I was wondering if you can tell us about the Chamber of Secrets?"
I bolted upright, as did the entire class. Well, everyone except for Draco. Does he ever show interest in anything?!
"My subject is History of Magic, Miss Granger. I don't bother with myths and legends." Binns replied.
We all let out a groan and returned back to our dreamworlds. I sighed, leaning on my elbow as my self-writing quill scribbled down everything Professor Binns is saying.
There was a clatter of books falling off a desk as Granger, once again, raised her hand up.
"Miss Grant?" Asked Professor Binns, once again surprised.
"Granger, Professor. Anyways, I know the Chamber of Secrets is just a myth, but I'm pretty sure it's a myth worth telling. I wouldn't be asking if it was just randomly mentioned, but someone had threatened us with it."
Binns looked uncomfortable, but nodded. "Alright then. So as you've heard from previous lessons, Hogwarts was founded a thousand years ago by the four greatest wizards of the age, Godric Gryffindor, Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Ravenclaw, and Salazar Slytherin. Three of the founders coexisted quite harmoniously, though one did not." He paused, looking at us Slytherins. "Salazar Slytherin-" "Surprise, surprise." Joked Weasey. "-Wanted to be more selective about the students selected to be in Hogwarts. He believed magical learning should be kept in magical families, in other words, purebloods. Unable to sway the others, he decided to leave the school. Now, according to the legend, before he left, he built a secret chamber in this castle. This was known as the Chamber of Secrets. He sealed it before departing, so that only when the true heir comes to Hogwarts, he alone would be able to open it and unleash the horror within."
"The horror within?"
"Well, some sort of monster kept there to purge the school of those he believed shouldn't be able to study magic."
"Muggleborns." Granger answered.
"Muggleborns." McGonagall confirmed. " Though no such chamber has ben found, I can assure you. Now, enough talk about legends. We're talking about the war that happened eleven years before."
"But we all know what happened!" Draco protested. "Harry Potter, the oh so powerful wizard sitting right in front of me defeated You-Know-Who when he was one year old."
"Correct! See everyone? Mr. Dragon is paying attention!" Binns praised.
I scoffed. He knows so much about history, but doesn't know our names.
Today is the day of the Gryffindor versus Slytherin Quidditch match, and I wasn't looking forward to going, but Stephen basically forced me to go.
"And besides, you'll probably see how terrible Malfoy plays." Stephen reasoned with me.
I nodded. "Well come on, let's go!"
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the first match of the year, Gryffindor versus... The dirty foul scumbags... Slytherin!" Lee Jordan announced, earning the laughter of three houses.
"Jordan! Try not to be biased, please!" McGonagall shouted at him.
"Sorry Professor! Anyways, we have the Gryffindor team... Keeper and captain Oliver Wood! Seeker is the famous Harry Potter! Chasers are... Angelina Johnson- So angelic! Alicia Spinnet, and Katie Bell! Beaters, Fred and George Weasley!" Lee shouted, as the Gryffindor team took position. "Slytherin team... Keeper Marcus Flint! They have a new seeker this year, Draco Malfoy, who is rumored to be Shade Potter's boyfriend!" There were gasps from the crowd. I groaned, slumping. "Chasers are... Loriander Sanches! Lorander Sanders! Andddd... Himalaya Clearlake!" Oh boy. I just realized, I haven't talked to neither of those girls since the beginning of the year! I really need to after the game. Let them know I still want to be their friend. "Beaters are Blaise Zabini and Theodore Nott! Let the game begin!"
I zoned out the rest of the game, focusing mainly on Draco and Harry. I saw Draco taunt Harry up in the air with the snitch right next to his ear. WAIT WHAT?! The bloody idiot! "DRACO! THE SNITCH! IT'S RIGHT BY YOUR EAR, YOU FOOL!" I screamed. He looked around as if he heard something but couldn't place it. He shrugged it off and continued taunting Harry who had seen the snitch and is now diving toward Draco. Draco moved away, surprised. The snitch disappeared. I groaned in frustration. Slytherin isn't going to win this match. I sighed, leaning onto Stephen's shoulder and fell asleep.
"Harry Potter has caught the snitch!" I was jolted awake by Lee's victory call. Of course he did. Draco is an idiot.
I groaned. "Come on. Let's go." I said to Stephen as we walked back to the castle.
Draco's P.O.V
As the whistle blew, I kicked off the ground, flying up high, searching for the snitch. I sighed. Being the seeker is very important, but very boring. I'll just watch the game until Potter sees the snitch then outrace him with my Nimbus 2001. If Shade was on the team, everything would get done a lot quicker.
Bored, I began to tease Potter. "Hey Potter, how long do you think you're going to last on the broom this time? Are you going to nearly swallow the snitch again?"
"MALF- TH- SNITH- EAR!" I heard someone scream
What? Malf th snith ear?
Whatever. Back to teasing Scar-head.
Suddenly, Potter dived at me. What the? I hastily dodged out of the way, avoiding him by centimeters. Is the bloody idiot trying to knock me off my broom? Then I saw it. The flash of gold that Potter was pursuing. The snitch! I dove after him, racing him to the snitch. Up, down. Up down, we flew, chasing a speck of gold. What I didn't notice however, was a big black bludger chasing me and Potter as we flew inside the bleachers. WHAM! The bludger sent me flying out of the bleachers and onto the ground. Fuck.
I groaned as I landed. Famous Harry Potter has won again. I stared off to the Slytherin stands, and was disappointed to see that Shade wasn't there. Then I looked at the Gryffindor stands, expecting Flamel's smug look. But what I saw next, was much worse. Shade was leaning against Flamel's shoulder, fast asleep. Flamel was looking at her with such adoration, and smoothing her hair. That could have been me and her in the Slytherin dorms. But now everything's ruined, and I have no idea how to fix it.
Shade's P.O.V
"You should have seen the look on his face!" I laughed as Stephen told me about the time he "accidentally" blew up one of Lockhart's portraits in front of him. He had gotten detention for that, but it was worth it.
"What's everyone doing over there?" I asked as I saw a mass of students crowded over some sort of flyer or poster.
"Dueling club." Draco muttered.
"Want to take a look?" I asked Stephen, who nodded.
"Who's teaching?" I heard Blaise Zabini ask.
"Let's wait and find out." Daphne Greengrass replied, shrugging.
I motioned for Stephen to follow me, and into the great hall.
"Welcome everyone! Can everyone hear me? Good! So in today's dueling club, I will teach you the disarming spell. Professor Snape here will be my assistant."
Snape stiffly walked up to the stage. "Ahh, excellent Severus. Now, stand on the other side of the stage to face me. Don't worry, you'll still have your potions master back when I'm finished."
"Enough dawdling. Get started!" I cried out impatiently.
"Detention Miss Potter! Anyways, spell is expelliarmus."
Both Snape and Lockhart faced each other from opposite sides of the stage, and bowed, though Lockhart a bit dramatically and Snape a bit stiffly.
"Expelliarmus!" Snape cast as soon as they spun around to face each other. Lockhart let out a strangled yell as his wand was yanked out of his hand and he flew backward. Everyone cheered.
I glanced at Lockhart's water goblet. What was in there? I can tell it wasn't pumpkin juice or water. But something else by the color... I gasped as I saw two amber orbs take shape in the glass before all went black.