My father turns to me wide eyed and shocked. My father's hand is shaking in terror. Hagrid puts them both down, to my relief. My father runs his hand on his breast pocket I notice, making sure he still has the fang. My father runs to me and makes us walk further away from Hagrid.
"How dare you handle me! If that happens again, it will be the last breath you take!" He roars to Hagrid.
I know my father is only saying this out of fear and the fact he wants witnesses in case Hagrid goes after him. I know how my father thinks too well.
"I was only trying to stop you two fighting, I meant no harm ... honest," He says hastily, concerned by my father's threat.
"No harm?" My father says in disbelief. It's now we all hear the pop of Lockhart apparating.
"The fraud left because of you!" My father yells at Hagrid.
After the main attraction had left, people started leaving and I noticed not one book of his was sold. I didn't get a chance to speak to anyone. I was too busy calming my father down. He was quite frantic. It wasn't until Lucius came over when my father calmed down.
"Let's grab a firewiskey, to calm you nerves?" He asks. My father smiles, I am thankful at this moment that Lucius is my father's friend. They do go for a drink, Draco and I went for an ice-cream together instead.
When my father and I come back with only one book, my father tells my mother what happened.
"Darling are you OK?" My mother says lovingly and then she moves pieces of his long blonde hair behind his ears.
I leave them to their moment and go and find Sevvy and Tam to tell them what happened.
"You know father may be embarrassing but he was right, the fraud admitted it! Can't believe your school was going to hire such a fraud," Severus says.
"Maybe you should go to Salem Dan," Was Tammy's reply.
"That's one option but I'll miss my friends and the library is amazing Tam, so much better then Salem and I have quidditch this year!" I reply quickly. They chuckle
"Figures, she wants to stay in Hogwarts for Quidditch, so Danni!" Severus says then rolls his eyes.
An hour later, after we had a family dinner my father asked me to join him at Grandpa Spencer's place. My Grand-mamma Spencer opens the door and we are greeted with hugs and kisses. My father and I are led to my Grandfather.
"Excellent, you have the fang? It was giving Candice strange dreams, I am really glad we can destroy it tonight," Was my Grandfather's greeting to us.
The locket is placed on my grandfathers work bench. My grandfather was about to speak to it when I say, "Wait! Kreacher should do it, Kreacher come here please," I call.
POP, Kreacher had entered. "You called mistress?" He says to me.
"Kreacher, we have the fang and we are going to let you destroy it, now my grandfather is going to open the locket with a word command then you will stab the locket," I tell him. My father gives the fang to Kreacher, he then jumps onto the bench and looks at the locket at his feet with determination.
"open," My grandfather says to the locket in Parseltongue. Black smoke fills the room then it shapes into a man!
"Kreacher, you killed me!" It cries.
"No master I did not, I was doing what ...
"You know you killed me! Why did you let me die ...
"M Master please I ...
"Kreacher, stab it!" I cry
"You want to kill you kind master again, you're a horrible elf ...
Kreacher stabs the locket and the black fog of doom went away.
"I finally did it! My last command for old Master Regulas!" He turns to me and jumps so I could catch him. "Thank you mistress for letting me destroy it," He says in glee.
"That's OK, you're very welcome," I reply then pat him on the back.
The last few weeks of the break consisted with a lot of family outings. My whole family were updated on the locket we had discovered. We visited Turner Magical community and also Muggle New York City.
"Happy Birthday again sweetheart and have a good train trip," My mother yells to me as the train starts to depart.
"Thanks mom," I cry back to her from inside the moving train.
I turn to Daphne, "So did you hear about what happened at the book-store, with my father?" I ask of her.
Daphne giggles, "Yes, yes, I think everyone heard about that Danni," She says then smirks at me. "You know it was mentioned in the paper right?"
"My dad mentioned it yes," I reply to her.
"It was fun staying at Hermione's wasn't it? Muggle's are so different though it took a while to get used to it," She says.
"Yeah I know they are quite strange, when I went to muggle New York ...
The train door opened and a red haired girl with freckles entered the carriage, "Hi, have you seen my brother Ron Weasley? We can't find him anywhere and Harry Potter should be with him as well," She asks of us.
"Maybe you should stop looking?" I snide.
"What," She replies.
"Maybe you shouldn't stop looking, did you want some help?" I reply.
"OK, I am Ginny Weasley by the way" She says.
The three of us search but the only person we find was Hermione doing the same thing. So the four of us go back to share a carriage.
"So you never did tell me your name," Ginny states to me.
"I am Danni Merida," I reply.
The colour of her cheeks go. "Oh," She says nervously.
I roll my eyes, "Don't always take what your brother Ron says to be the truth, I won't bite, promise," I reply innocently.
Hermione and Daphne laugh, "Ginny, Danni is one of my good friends, please give her a chance, unlike your brother," Hermione says.
Ginny eyes me, not sure what to make of me, finally she says, "Your eyes, why are they purple?" Ginny questions.
I shrug, "I guess there is no mystery there, my dads side of the family has them expect for my dad's father, both my siblings have it as well," I answer her.
"You look nothing like your father I noticed, expect you have purple eyes like him," Ginny says. She is referring to my father's appearance at the book shop, I am surprised she noticed such detail.
"Don't judge my father by that day please, he was just worried," I reply to her observation.
"Harry said you hated Hagrid, why is that?" Ginny asks, why is this girl grilling me with so many questions.
"Ginny, don't ask, it upsets her and we haven't got the answer out of her for months," Daphne says.
"Well it's lucky I have such friends that don't pressure me," I say then wink at Daphne. Glad I didn't have to get into that conversation.
I don't mind Ginny, I think Weasel Ron must be a bad apple, because to be honest I even like the twins. When we get to the Carriage that's when we start to feel nervous again about what might of happened to Potter and Weasel.
I sit down at the Slytherin table, "Hi Bitch, how are you?" Pansy says.
"Hey Pansy I've been doing well, I had a lovely time in the Holidays, did you?" I reply.
"So so, nothing special to report, did you really go over to Drakeys?" She replies jealously. I sigh, that nickname is really getting on Draco's nerves and she never notices.
"Yes I did, and I also went to New York with my family," I say, hoping this would change the subject. It did, thankfully. Pansy's bestie Millicent ended up joining the conversation as well.
We got interrupted by the sorting, Ginny got in Gryffindor with her brothers. At one stage Dumbledore, Professor Snape and McGonagall left the hall. Rumours starting flying like wild fire.
"Flying car! ..."
"Harry and Ron crashed into the whomping willow!"
This went on and on and more foolish it went, someone even said that the car drove off into the forbidden forest. For me to believe in any of these stupid rumours my brain cells would have to deplete a bit.
I start to ignore this and get into a conversation with Draco, while I am finishing my Greek salad. After Dessert Dumbledore makes some announcements, the usual boring stuff but then it got interesting.
"As some of you may or may not know, Mr Lockhart who was due to start with us as the D.A.D.A teacher whereabouts is still unknown," He looks to me. I smile.
He looks at me searchingly and then continues, "So I am fortunate to tell you that Mrs Prince from Turner All magical community in New York will be the D.A.D.A teacher this year," Dumbledore announces.
"That's Fantastic news," I say to Daphne.
"Professor Prince would be arriving later tonight, so I can't introduce you to her now," Dumbledore says, his last comment on this subject.
I didn't get to find out if the rumours were in fact true, but I still hadn't seen them by the time we left to go to our common room. Snake Charmer was the password.
I was in the middle of breakfast and talking with Daphne when ...
"STEALING THE CAR, I WOULDN'T HAVE BEEN SURPRISED IF THEY'D EXPELLED YOU, YOU WAIT TILL I GET HOLD OF YOU, I DON'T SUPPOSE YOU STOPPED TO THINK WHAT YOUR FATHER AND I WENT THROUGH WHEN WE SAW IT WAS GONE, LETTER FROM DUMBLEDORE LAST NIGHT, I THOUGHT YOUR FATHER WOULD DIE OF SHAME, WE DIDN'T BRING YOU UP TO BEHAVE LIKE THIS, YOU AND HARRY COULD BOTH HAVE DIED ABSOLUTELY DISGUSTED — YOUR FATHER'S FACING AN INQUIRY AT WORK, IT'S ENTIRELY YOUR FAULT AND IF YOU PUT ANOTHER TOE OUT OF LINE WE'LL BRING YOU STRAIGHT BACK HOME."
I cringe, those idiots! It was true, they did drive a flying car to school. I get up to give them a piece of my mind. I stalk over to their table.
"Don't tell me I deserved it," I hear Weasel snap at Hermione.
"Oh, but you two deserved much more than a harmless howler, I've noticed Gryffindor didn't lose any points for your lack of judgement, but it's the famous Harry Potter who always seems to get away with everything!" I say scathingly at them.
"Ever so cheery to see you Merida, goodbye," Weasel says.
Pothead doesn't say anything, if I am right, he seems very guilty.
"Why did you two feel the need to arrive by a flying car?" I reply more calmly.
"The entrance was blocked off," Potter says.
"Why didn't you send a message to the school with your owl, if that was the case?" I reply to Potter. "I didn't think ... "Well that's obvious!" I say interrupting him.
I stalk off and before I leave hearing range I hear, "She sounds like McGonagall, you know," Weasel says. "Well I agree ...
McGonagall's class with Ravenclaw was my first lesson of the day, turning beetles into buttons was our goal. I made many different coloured ones, my favourite was a rainbow one I made. I ended up getting 10 points for Slytherin. Professor Sprout taught us about Mandrakes, this lesson we also had with Ravenclaw. After Lunch I had D.A.D.A with Gryffindor's. Daphne and I decided to go find Hermione so we could go to class with her. She was in the court yard.
I start to hear yelling when I am there. It's Draco I realize. "Of what? I don't want a foul scar right across my head, thanks. I don't think getting your head cut open makes you that special, myself". Vincent and Greg were at his side sniggering, they really need to get new hobbies, actually that includes me as well.
"Eat slugs, Malfoy," Said Weasel angrily.
"Be careful, Weasley," Sneered Draco. "You don't want to start any trouble or your mommy will have to come and take you away from school". He put on a shrill, piercing voice, "If you put another toe out of line—"
Great impression. People in the court yard laughed. "Weasley would like a signed photo, Potter," Smirked Draco. "It'd be worth more than his family's whole house —" Weasel whipped out his broken wand held together by tape, but Hermione shut her standard book of spells grade 2. and whispered, "Look out!"
"My Class is about to start in two minutes, I expect you all to be on time, no fighting," Mrs Prince says very sternly.
"Hey Mandy, how are you?" I call.
She turns to me and says, "Doing fine, I'll have to have some tea with you sometime. See you in class," Mrs Prince then leaves for the classroom. We all file into classroom, Daphne, Hermione and I grab a seat in the front row.
"Now Class, I have looked over what was taught to you last year and I must say I am disappointed," Professor Prince announces. Hermione doesn't look pleased, it's like she thought that she personally disappointed our new teacher.
"I cannot believe how little defence you know, I will have to remedy that. Now as you know you have no books on this subject because the assigned books to you were no longer required. I have taken the liberty of taking care of that," Mrs Prince says.
Mrs Prince then hands out a book to everyone, the book is titled "Basic principles of defence. by Antony Prince"
"Now can anyone tell me the first rule of defence in a duel ...
"Show up," I whisper. Hermione and Daphne had to stifle their laughter.
No one put their hand up. "Come now students if you don't know the answer, use your logic," Mandy snaps.
Mandy then lifts her wand and had the piece of chalk write up on the board Defense in Duels. Hermione put her hand up, "Speak up," Was Mrs Prince response.
"Knowledge of spells like expelliarmus," Hermione says.
"Excellent, the disarming spell is a great spell that can stop conflict because it disarms your opponent only, it's used mostly so you're not hurting your opponent and you are only wanting to defend yourself". The chalk writes that on the board.
Potter puts his hand up, "Knowing when to dodge curses."
"Yes avoiding peoples cursing is important," Mandy replies.
"Yes?" Mrs Prince asks Draco.
"Knowing curses that block your opponent curses," Draco says.
"Yes, shield charms, see using logic is very important when defending yourself and or others. Your fighting abilities and reflexives are something that can be improved on but not everyone has the dexterity, so using logic can be an advantage. For an example knowing your capabilities and knowing that you need to leave a fight, too many wizards have got caught in the heat of battle to protect themselves and only worry too much about others," Mandy says.
I hear some Gryffindor's groan at this, they really do care so little about themselves, they think it's bravery, but it's stupidity. Last year I did a heroic move and what happened? I almost died.
Mrs Prince starts pacing back and forth with her black straight hair waving ripples.
"Wizards can disparate, stun their opponents then leave. If you are outnumbered or cornered even surrendering may be the better option. Now class using logic again, when would be an incorrect time to surrender?" Mandy asks.
I put my hand up. She nods to me.
"When you can't escape and are outnumbered," I answer.
"Interesting thought, elaborate please," Mandy replies.
"Your opponents will feel they have the upper hand, which can make them careless and I would rather be killed quickly than be outnumbered without a wand and give them the opportunity to torture me to death," I say elaborating my point on this matter.
"Sound reasoning, any other thoughts?" Mrs Prince says unamused by my morbid reasoning.
Potter raised his hand, "Yes Potter?"
"When the persons only goal is to kill you, if they needed more from you that you could provide, you can use this information as a distraction to defend yourself against them later, but if it's a fight and their only goal is to kill, you shouldn't surrender," He says. It's very similar to the point I was making before.
"It's nice to know that logic is already showing at such young ages. Now can students raise your hands if you know any curses to use to defend yourself," Mandy asks. Everyone put their hand up, even Longbottom. "Well this is an excellent start! I thought being at a school where there are no duelling training rooms that I may find some of you wouldn't know any. The list of what you were taught was so poor, it seemed your teacher was duping you on purpose," Mandy says, Mandy then gave me a significant look.
"Now what I want you to do now is get your notebooks out and write down what the rules of duelling are and defence tactics. Now if you don't know the rules of duelling they are explained in chapter one in your textbook. However I want you all to write what you think followed by your reasoning. As long as you have reasoning that is sound and logical you have done the task correctly," Mandy tells the class.
We all get our notebooks and start writing, I have duelled many times with Severus so I based most of mine on experiences and the poor actions that have occurred when I let my guard down. I ended up writing quite a lot, Hermione kept touching her book then stopping herself. Hermione really wants her work to reflect 'text book' answers but this was supposed to be a common sense exercise.
The bell rang. "For homework please read chapter one, write an essay on how the rules of duelling differ to the rules you have listed yourself and the reasons as to why your rules are better," Mandy tells the class.
After the lesson the three of us went to the library to work on our essay. Hermione slammed her text book closed after working on it for less than twenty minutes. "I haven't got a single rule right yet! I don't agree with any of the official rules at all," Hermione hisses.
"I think that's the point Hermione, that's why duelling was outlawed due to difference of opinion," I say.
I flick the book to chapter two and find out the next chapter. Why Duelling was outlawed was the heading. I turn the book to face Hermione. I point to the chapter heading and say, "See".
Hermione reads and sighs, "Oh good ... Danni can I have a look at your essay please?"
I laugh, "No problem," I reply and I hand her my completed essay. I sit back and relax and wait for them to finish.
"Danni ... I can't believe you and your brother duel like that!" Hermione replies a while later.
"Yes, he is very sneaky! ... I am er wanting to distract myself, what can I do around here not to do with study?" I say to Daphne and Hermione.
"Well, I have this idea of starting a society, called P.E.R, promotion of elf rights". Hermione says with dignity in her voice.
"Really, why?" Daphne asks.
"It's abuse that's why," She says harshly then looks to me, "I know you don't agree with me but something has to be done! I mean the treatment of Dobby ...
"Rights? OK, but what of the rights of the elf. What, do you want to make them hurt and jobless but if their free it's OK? My elves would never accept what you would be trying to sell them, they wouldn't want to leave us! And we wouldn't make them, that's their choice, are you going to deny my Elves that?" My voice saying this doesn't depict any anger because I really don't want to upset Hermione, but my voice does have bite.
"They are brainwashed! Dobby was at Harry's warning him of danger. The whole time he had to punish himself for being there! How is that right, he has been mistreated. Dobby doesn't want that! He has no rights, no status in our society! It's just not fair!" Hermione says shouting.
"Wait, wait, hold on, Dobby? Danger? Please explain from the beginning?" I say confused by this turn in conversation. Hermione explained what happened.
I am appalled, "How does Draco's elf know this? Is this some prank from Draco?" I reply.
Daphne says, "No, I don't believe that, why would Draco or his family ever think of a prank involving their servants".
"So Harry told me Sirius gave your family their elf Kreacher, you scared Harry yelling at your father like that," Hermione says this lightly, but I know she wants my side of the story. I can't tell them about the Horcrux though.
"Yes, as you know my father has a slight problem with his anger" ... I sigh "It's why I want a distraction, I am starting to feel I have a problem with anger too. My father was insulted with how Kreacher was treated, so he ... told Sirius this. Look, Kreacher is actually my elf now, he chose me to bond with. I will take care of him. I will help you with your project of PER if it means you will respect that if they chose to want to stay with their master, that is their choice. I can't deny that bad treatment of elves happen. I don't agree with treating them badly, you know that Hermione," I say defeated. I wonder what exactly joining P.E.R would mean.
"Neither do I, I like Chip and Sandy they are so cute and happy," Daphne says while smiling.
The next few days I notice Potter has a paparazzi following him in the name of Colin Creevey.
I turn to Draco, "So this is why you were making fun of autographs!" I say while smiling. He laughs.
Later that day Marcus Flint our coach gathered the team.
"All right so the brooms came in today, thanks to Danni. We have a problem though, I have just seen the pitch bookings and the Griffindorks have booked us out of the schedule," He announces then passes the schedule around and we notice the Gryffindor's have overbooked so much that we have no Saturday training sessions available for almost two months.
"Draco and I need to train! We are only new," I hiss.
"Yeah I tried to ask wood if I could use the pitch this Saturday but his response was touch luck if you didn't book it first before I even had a chance to explain," Marcus explained to all of us.
"Well of course he did! We need to get Snape to help us, maybe get permission?" Adrian Pucey yells, he then starts muttering under his breath.
"Yes, that's a good idea! I'll see what I can do, I also wanted to go through our tactics," Marcus announces.
The next hour consisted everyone debating over the other about the moves that we should incorporate in the matches. My inputs were very different from everyone else but a few tactics of mine did get approval, I was pleased about that.
On the morning that we were going to kick the Gryffindor's off the pitch, I became nervous. I think I made a really bad decision in not telling the Gryffindor's about the fact we were going to use the pitch over them. Wood had been so unreasonable not letting Marcus talk to him that I decided in the end I wouldn't tell them.
"Flint!" Wood bellowed to our captain. "This is our practice time! We got up specially! You can clear off now!". Marcus was even larger than Wood.
"Plenty of room for all of us, Wood." Marcus replies.
Ha, yeah plenty of room for the Gryffindor's only. Draco and I were hiding behind our very tall team members. Angelina, Alicia, and Katie had come over. I wish I wasn't the only girl on my team.
"But I booked the field!" Said Wood, positively spitting with rage. "I booked it!"
Wow what a temper! I feel bad now, not giving them warning.
"Ah," Said Flint. "But I've got a specially signed note here from Professor Snape. 'I, Professor S. Snape, give the Slytherin team permission to practice today on the Quidditch field owing to the need to train their new Seeker and Keeper.'"
"You've got a new Seeker?" said Wood, distracted. "Where?", and from behind the five large team mates I walked out from behind them.
"Aren't you the daughter of that mad man who punched out Lockhart?" Wood says.
"Funny you should mention Danni's father," Said Marcus. Everyone smiled but me, why mention my father.
"Let me show you the generous gift he's made to the Slytherin team," Marcus continues.
"I made," I say, not wanting to give the credit to my father. All my team held out their broomsticks, but me. Seven highly polished, brand-new handles and seven sets of fine gold lettering spelling the words Nimbus Two Thousand and One.
"Very latest model. Only came out last month," said Marcus.
"I believe it outstrips the old Two Thousand series by a considerable amount. As for the old Cleansweeps" — he smiled nastily at Fred and George, who were both clutching Cleansweep Fives — "sweeps the board with them".
I like Fred and George so that jab didn't go down well with me, I scowl. None of the Gryffindor team could think of anything to say for a moment.
"Oh, look," Said Marcus.
Weasel was crossing the grass, walking towards us. He looks livid.
"What's happening?" Weasel asked of Potter. "Why aren't you playing? And what's she doing here?", He was looking at me.
"I am the new Slytherin Seeker, I am not wearing this outfit for kicks Weasley," I reply coolly.
"Everyone's just been admiring the brooms Danni's bought our team," Draco Interrupts.
Weasel then turns to Draco, "Blimey you're on the team as well!" He cries.
"Yes Weasel, I am the new keeper," Draco replies. Weasel then looks at the brooms gaping, open mouthed, at the seven superb broomsticks in front of him.
"Good, aren't they?" I say taking in his expression.
"Perhaps the Gryffindor team will be able to raise some gold and get new brooms, too. You could raffle off those Cleansweep Fives; I expect a museum would bid for them," Draco says.
My team howled with laughter, I didn't though.
"At least no one on the Gryffindor team had to buy their way in, they got in with talent," Said Weasel sharply and then he gives me dagger looks. The only reason I brought the brooms is because I wouldn't have got in the team otherwise. I also had the money and wished to help the Slytherin team win this year.
I take my wand out, "Be careful what you say to me or I may just curse you or better yet I may just tell my father about this," I say to the Weasel.
I cringe internally at myself threatening Weasel with my father, he just came to my mind thinking of bad things that can I threaten him with. I try not to show my regret in this.
"How dare you threaten me!" Weasel yells then plunged his hand into his robes, pulled out his wand, "You'll pay for that one, Merida!" He shouts. I was about to curse him when a loud bang echoed around the stadium and a jet of green light shot out of the wrong end of his wand, hitting him in the stomach and sending him reeling backward onto the grass.
"Are you all right?" I yell.
He opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. Instead he gave an almighty burp and several slugs dribbled out of his mouth onto his lap. pop, goes the Weasel. My team were paralysed with laughter. Marcus was doubled up, hanging onto his new broomstick for support. Draco was on all fours, banging the ground with his fist. The Gryffindor's were gathered around him, who kept belching large, glistening slugs.
I go over to the Gryffindor's, "Pick him up and take him somewhere, It will wear off soon," I say.
None of Gryffindor team seemed to want to touch him.
"We'd better get him to Hagrid's, it's nearest," said Harry toward Fred. The pair of them pulled Weasley up by the arm. They help him move off the pitch. I go back to my team who are still laughing hard, I turn to make sure the Gryffindor's are off of the pitch.
I turn back to them and yell, "STOP acting so stupid we need to practice or have you all forgotten why we are here!"
They all sobered up and we began our practice.
After a shower and change I find Hermione and Daphne in the Library.
"You shouldn't be cursing people to vomit slugs you know," Daphne smirks then winks.
I laugh, "His wand backfired, if he isn't careful he is going to harm someone beside himself," I reply to Daphne. Daphne laughs and Hermione scowls and continues her work. I sit down across from them.
"So why didn't you two watch me fly," I say in mock hurt.
Hermione looks up, "Did you really buy all those brooms for your team?" Hermione says. Hermione looks like she is about to explode with anger. I keep my face unreadable.
"I thought we could use the advantage, I regret it though because they really don't seem to appreciate what I have done for them," I sigh to pretend I regret what I've done. I really don't regret getting the brooms.
"They don't appreciate it? That's not very nice of them," Hermione's replies her anger subsiding. She certainly has a temper like me sometimes.
"We went to charms club actually, we were thinking it would be something you would like to join?" Daphne says.
"Charms club, what's involved? How often do they meet?" I reply interested.
"Three times a week Monday, Wednesday and Saturday, I suppose with your Quidditch training you would only come on Wednesday but it would still be fun. Today we learned a charm to colour our nails," Daphne replies then proceeds to show me her emerald green nails. Hermione coloured her nails black.
"Nice, that's sounds like fun, yeah I'll join," I reply.
When the 19th of September came I surprised Hermione with a home-made piece of Jewellery. I know she is obsessed with muggle movies so I got an idea from my sister Tammy. It was her thirtieth birthday today. I come to her at breakfast with the gift.
"Happy birthday! Hope you like it," I say. She opens up the present, she picks it up and smiles, "Why do I recognize this?" Hermione says puzzled.
"It's replica of a necklace from my sister's favourite muggle film, I thought you may have heard of it," I reply a little annoyed at the lack of reaction.
"And why would Hermione want to wear a snake around her neck?" Lavender rudely interrupts.
"It's called auryn and it's a mystical talisman in The Neverending Story ...
Hermione sequels, "That's so lovely thank you, I remember now," She gets up and hugs me. I then help her put the necklace on. I am glad in the end she remembered what it was because it was very difficult for me to make. It's also charmed to glow sometimes like it did in the film and I also put some protective charms for the wearer. I had a feeling she might of liked that film. It's about a character that has an adventure after being sucked into a magical world after reading a book, so Hermione.
When October arrived I ended catching a very bad flu, I had to have a Pepper up potion, I was embarrassed about the after effects until I saw that a lot of us had steam coming out of our ears.
I heard that huge pumpkins were going to be used for the Halloween feast. They had been growing for a while but since I don't go anywhere near Hagrid's I will be seeing them tonight for the first time.
"Hermione please don't abandon us! Why go to a deathday party? They don't eat," Daphne whines.
"Just drop it Daphne, see you when you get back for food Hermione," I say.
Daphne and I walk into the hall as Hermione leaves to go to the deathday party for her head ghost. If the bloody Baron asked me to attend a party with him I think the phrase bloody hell would come to my mind.
Live bats decorate the ceiling, huge pumpkins were emptied and had table and chairs inside them for students to sit inside them. I avoided these, I didn't want to sit in them and feel more ill than I already do. I enjoyed the food, it was an effort not to get sick because of the smell of pumpkin but I managed better than last years Halloween.
Later that night we had a DJ and a dance area, on the stage skeletons were dancing to the music as well. I saw the twin Wesealy's hanging around the punch bowl with evil grins.
I walk over to them, "Hey jokers, what have you done to the punch?" I say gleefully.
"OH, how dare thee accuse us of anything," Fred says mockingly and then they both smirk evilly.
I sigh, "Jokers! Come on, let me in on the secret and if you do, I will have two glasses of the punch," I say.
"Make it three," George says.
"Alright, alright," I then proceed to have the three glasses. I giggle, "There is nothing wrong with this drink at all, you were playing me," I say accusingly.
Fred waves his hand in front of my face. I shrug,"What?" I say.
"I don't think we put enough fire whiskey in it after all," One of them says.
I laugh, "You guys are becoming soft, you should think of things better to spike the drink with, maybe something that will transfigure you into a bird or something," I say.
"We should recruit her," Fred mumbles to George just before I go back to the Dance floor to Daphne.
It was becoming late so we decide to leave to go to bed. Draco was ahead of us but he stops for some reason. Then everyone became quiet when we see Flinch's horrible cat hanging immobile. Hanging over the sign.
THE CHAMBER OF SECRETS HAS BEEN OPENED.
ENEMIES OF THE HEIR, BEWARE
"Enemies of the Heir, beware! You'll be next ... I scream in fright interrupting Draco. I then push through and grab Daphne and Hermione by the hands. A little further up the stairs I whisper to them, "This is very dangerous, the chamber is said to have a monster that ...
"What's going on here? What's going on?"
"My cat! My cat! What's happened to Mrs. Norris?" The caretaker shrieks, and his popping eyes fell on Potter. "You!" Filch screeched. "You! You've murdered my cat! You've killed her! I'll kill you! I'll".
"Argus!"
Dumbledore had arrived on the scene, followed by a number of other teachers. In seconds, he had swept past Harry and Ron and detached Mrs. Norris from the torch bracket.
"Come with me, Argus," He said to Filch. "You, too, Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley"
Mrs Prince stepped forward and says, "My office is nearest, Albus, let's go there"
"Thank you, Mandy," Said Dumbledore.
We all parted to let them leave. I turn back to them and continue, "The monster when released will kill anyone that it fines unworthy, Muggleborns especially. It's a Slytherin monster".
"I have heard of it from Hogwarts a History, but I don't have it here, I will have to go to the Library," Hermione says.
"I've got mine, I will carry it tomorrow and we can look at it at lunch," I reply.
Daphne and I head back to the Slytherin common room. Everyone has gone inside but Draco, Greg and Vincent, they were waiting for us just outside.
"The passwords changed, we needed to tell you two," Greg says.
"It's Pureblood," Draco says.
"Oh the Irony," I reply rolling my eyes. When we get inside just before we go to sleep Draco wants a word in private.
"So, are you the Heir of Slytherin?" He says whispering.