Author's Notes: I have a feeling that the edit is gonna be much more expansive than I thought. The Ginny that I built in my mind needs so much more to give her character justice. The original first few chapters feel so rushed and I hated that even when I first wrote them. Hopefully now it'll feel better. Laterz…Lilguji.

Disclaimer:I don't own any part of J.K. Rowling's beautiful work.

The Secret of the Chamber of Secrets

Chapter 2

September 1st

In bed, 10 P.M.

Dementors…horrid, horrid creatures. Even now, hours later and after a Welcome Feast I barely remember, the cold feeling lingers. It's like all the memories are fresh again, months of work, months of trying to forget and move on, undone in just a few minutes. How can anyone survive Azkaban? And how will I survive the year? They're posted on the Hogwarts's borders and in front of the main gate. I'm glad I'm not a Third year yet; I would never be able to pass by them for Hogsmeade weekends. And what if they come out to the grounds for Quidditch games? Or attack students by mistake? How could Dumbledore let them anywhere near school? Sirius Black or not, Dementors were a stupid idea.

I'm scared to sleep. The nightmares will be back tonight.

September 2nd

Well, I was right. The nightmares came. Don't know how I'm going function in classes today. It's a small blessing that I didn't wake any of my roommates but I don't know how I'll be able to stay quiet tonight.

September 3rd

I don't know what's wrong with me. It must be the lack of sleep. Last night the nightmares returned and I've been up half the night for fear of falling asleep again. Regardless, yesterday and now today too, the same thing happened. I've been taking long walks around the castle to try to clear my mind and I always end up in the corridor that leads to Moaning Myrtle's bathroom. The one place I never want to see again is that damned bathroom and yet that's the place my feet take me. Even in my nightmares, all I see is that corridor, the wet floors, red paint. Usually he has a starring role in my nightmares but last night's focus was entirely on this corridor. The corridor leading to the second floor girl's bathroom. The bathroom where the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets is hidden. It's laughable, what the hell was Salazar Slytherin thinking? Yes, no one would ever think that the entrance would be in a girl's bathroom of all places but wouldn't an heir, a boy, have trouble accessing it? It would've been less suspicious and far more reasonable to pick a boy's bathroom if it had to be a bathroom at all.

But that's not the point. Point is, I'm still drawn to the entrance and I'm worried. What if He's not gone? Some part of Him is still somewhere inside of me, biding time till it can take over again. These nightmares have left me exhausted and it's only been two nights. If they continue then what? I'm already wandering there and I'm only exhausted, what's going to happen if I still can't get any sleep? Worse still, until I find out whether there's something wrong or just Dementor induced paranoia, I'm going to overthink myself into more nightmares. It'll just be a horrible circle of dreading and nightmares until I go crazy and end up in the Hospital Wing. If I end up there again, I'll never get peace again from my family and it'll draw all sorts of attention that I don't want.

The only solution I can think of is to go to Myrtle's bathroom and see what happens. If something does happen, I'll know what the problem is and can fix it. If nothing happens, I'll find peace and the nightmares can stop. Besides, I can say hi to Myrtle as well. I'm sure she'll love the chance to cry to somebody. I'll write again when I get there.

Bathroom:

Myrtle's overjoyed to see me. No one ever comes to the bathroom unless they have no choice and no one ever seeks her out just to say hello. She's bouncing around giggling. I don't think I've ever seen her smiling. I did find out one thing, and it's that He does not control me. The feeling of attraction went away the moment I touched the sink where the entrance to the Chamber is. I'm relieved but this just draws up more questions. What does it mean that I was drawn here at all? It doesn't matter right now, I'm happy and Myrtle's happy too. I think I'll come visit her more often, hopefully after a good night's sleep.

Ginny Weasley