I was ordered to sit in the chair, in the middle of the room and wait. Snape had a calculating look on his face, McGonagall had her eyes narrowed at me, while between them, Dumbledore he was conflicted. It took everything not to twiddle my fingers. I had managed to get control over myself, I wasn't crying I wasn't paralyzed over Hermione's petrified state.

"Amber Rose. I do not wish to believe you're responsible for the attacks, but I cannot put off and ignore the coincidences" Dumbledore stated. He then looked over me, and added, "I'm sorry it's come to this, but we need to get the truth, this will prove your guilt, or you innocence."

Are they going to use the cruciatus cures? A truth serum? I got my answer when Madam Pomfrey had walked into the room, with a large container of water like fluid. I looked back at Dumbledore, "You need the truth, do what you must to get it" I whisper, approving of the tacit. If I were in his place, I'd do it too. But, I still didn't understand, is it because they fear I'm to alike Voldemort? Is that influencing them, to do this?

"This under normal circumstances-"

"It'd be forbidden, but as you've said you cannot ignore the coincidences. To many connections to..." I went quiet, and bowed my head, "As I said do what you must"

Madam Pomfrey walked closer, then spoke up, "You're aware of what this is?"

"An interrogation, with Veritaserum, the truth serum. It makes it very difficult to lie, resisting it is supposedly, impossible" I replied, I then looked at the bottle of clear liquid, "However, it's an unfair and unreliable in a trial, as if the person it's being used on truely believes something is the truth, so the persons sanity and perception of reality also needs to be factor in during interrogations." I then looked at the three professors as I went on, "Therefore, while the drinker's answers are sincere, they are not necessarily true."

I was then handed the bottle, "Two gulps, is all you'll need love" Madam Pomfrey stated. I looked at the bottle, and took two gulps. I could feel the flavorless drink go down my throat, it was warm as it went down. A few moments pasted and I could feel it taking affect, a warm numb feeling in the back of my head. Wait? That feeling is almost exactly like when someone's in my head, using legilimency, just with a warm, radiating feeling... Interesting... Could I overcome it with occlumency?

I'm snapped out of my thoughts of the numbness, as Snape walked forward, looking at my face, "Try to lie, what day is it?"

"It's a Fr- Fr. " It was working already, "It's not Friday, that's for sure" I mumbled.

Snape looked back at Dumbledore nodding, then he went to stand in his spot. Dumbledore then walked forward.

"Were you the one that opened the Chamber?" Dumbledore asked.

I couldn't help an eye roll, or hold back the annoyance in my retort, "Not yet, when I find it I will and I'll kill the beast, within"

"You don't even know what the creature is-" McGonagall stated, only to be cut off by me shushing her.

"Wrong, I do know what it is, it's the king of serpents, a basilisk" I snapped at her, "It matches that moaning ghosts description and explains the attacks not being fatal, I presume Hermione also figured it out, that's why she had the mirror." I wanted to cry as I brought up Hermione, but I held it in. I then glared at Dumbledore, "Am I that much alike him, that I'm untrustworthy? To be treated so inhumanly? Am I just another beast? You're willing to go this far just to make sure I don't end up like Tom. Human demons aren't born, usually they are created by cruelty" I hissed at him. STOP TALKING!

Dumbledore's eyes seemed to widen, at the name of 'Tom'. I couldn't focus, I just threw my head back, as my mind started to hurt, as I tried to stop talking, but I saw the desk behind me, I wanted to top talking, but it went on.

"I'm not the heir of Slytherin. I am like Tom, or so I thought till- " SHUT UP! I was about to slip, that I knew Tom, if I did that more would slip out. I needed to stop talking. I needed to stop myself now. The desk. I could hit my head on it, knock myself out? But before I could throw myself backwards at it, I felt something, I could hear a familiar pop in the front of my face I could feel the warm feeling, killing the pain, and the numbness, then it went cool.

"Till what?" Dumbledore mused, looking at me intently.

I felt in control, as I answered, "Till I learned, he wasn't a perfect student" I lied, I could lie again, good. "May I leave?"

Dumbledore looked me over, his face still shocked. He then nodded, "Yes, you may." he started, but I took the chance to run out, down the stairs. The thought of, being able to lie again, the Natblida, or whatever must've acted up, when I felt stressed and got the headache. Making it to the commons room, I decided just to go to bed, thankfully, I quickly fell asleep.

As Summer break slowly approched things had changed. Dumbledore was gone, everyone was tense, even the atmosphere seemed to be afraid, on end. I've visted Hermione a few times, talking to her, telling her what's been going on, hoping she'd wake up soon. I doubt she heard me, I even told her about how Harry and Ron visited Hagrid, who gave them fague information, that we had to follow spiders to find answers. I've shared my disgust about how Lockhart and others were convinced that Hagrid was a problem.

"I knew it. Knew it all along!" Lockhart gloated.

I rolled my eyes, "What lies" I mumbled.

"What was that, ?" Lockhart questioned looking to me, causing everyone to look my way.

I sat up in my chair, arms crossed, "I said what a lie."

"Excuse me?"

"If you knew such things, then why didn't you tell Dumbledore or anyone so the attacks could stop?" I questioned, "Unless you of course, didn't know and are just standing there lying, as usual" I muttered, "You're not really good at it however, not good enough for me" I retorted.

He narrowed his eyes, "Calling me such a harsh thing, during class isn't alright. Detention for being outspoken and spreading a rumor"

I let out a dry laugh, "Outspoken for the truth maybe, try it some time" I then got up, grabbing my bag.

"Where do you think you're going?" He demanded

"Amber sit down" Draco hissed, next to me.

I ignored Draco and looked at Lockhart, "I'm going to find the truth, some of us actually prefer it" I mused, then walked out of the classroom.

Down the hall, I stopped when Harry and Ron cam to me.

"We found the spiders!" Ron yelled.

"We're going to see them, tonight, are you going to come with us?" Harry questioned a hopeful look to his face.

I shook my head, "No, I've got detention, plus I want to see if I can figure out where the chamber is, you guys go get any answers that you can, and meet me" I mumbled.

The next day soon came, I hadn't found anything. I couldn't even go to visit the bathroom Myrtle died in, I had a theory, that maybe that's where the snake lived, or somewhere in the walls or the floor. I was stuck with Lockhart till ten at night. I had to listen to him lecture about his adventures and how great he was. I've never wanted to smash my head so hard before.

I was stopped before I could enter the great hall by Ron and Harry, who ran over excited.

"We need to go to Moaning Myrtle, we need to know how she died." Harry stated.

I raised an eyebrow, "she died looking at a basilisk" I informed him.

"How do you know?" Ron asked curious.

"Research, it matched her description, and it corresponds with how she died and how everyone is getting petrified" I replied simply, McGonagall was walking past, happy, that the Mandrakes were ready to be cut, once they were the petrified would be revived. Hermione would be okay, I couldn't hid my relief, my smile. But the good mood in me faded, it won't matter much if we don't find where the chambers are and kill the creature.

I was then grabbed by the shoulder, twirling around I saw Ginny, she was pale, tired and worried, "Amber, can I talk to you please?" She asked softly.

"What is it?" I ask her matching her tone, leading her away from the boys.

There was a strange feeling in my stomach, "... I the dia- I stole - I I" She started.

She didn't need to say anymore, as I was hit by the realization, she had stolen the diary, I opened my mouth to say something, to demand to get it back, but Snape had yelled in our way.

"Ravenclaw! Weasley! Late for class are we? Ravenclaw come, I won't have you being late to my class" He drawled.

I stared at Ginny, giving her a look, of shock, anger and hinting we would be talking later. I don't think she got it, as she had turned to run off. I then followed Snape.

"I heard about your detention, and your leaving class early" He growled, "What's gotten into you?"

I huffed, "Lockhart was lying, spewing his lies." I then glared up at him in annoyance, "is it so wrong that I know the truth?" Quickly, I walked into the classroom, taking my seat next to Draco, before Snape could lecture me.

Todays lesson, we'd be be get started on brewing for our finals. This year we were to make either the sleeping draught and the swelling potion. I decided to do the sleeping draught potion. Firstly I went to get the ingredients, four sprigs of lavender, six measures of standard ingredient, two blobs of flobberworm mucus and four valerian sprigs. As I started crush the lavander in the mortar, and got lost in prepping the ingredients, to the point that I was in a deep thought, while my hands were just doing.

So, Ginny had the diary, she stole it. She's responsible for everything happening, well partly, I should've known better than to leave the diary alone. I should've told someone. I should've known, when I first started to bleed black blood, the night of being petrified. Tom must've over powered her body, put himself in her body. That's why she was so weird, her manner it wasn't her. It was him, I ran into Tom, I had entered his memories. He was the little boy in the memory talking to the snake. Would he have over taken me? Used whatever magic he had used on Ginny on me, to open the chambers, like he had done before? He would've killed Hermione, like he did Mrytle. I stopped for a moment, she died in the bathroom. She was in there when she saw the king of snakes. Was that the entrance to the chambers? I gasped lightly, It had to be. I needed to get there and find it, the portrait of Salazar said he used Parseltongue to enter it. I needed to get there and start searching for the entrance. First, I needed to kill the snake, and hope Ginny, or Tom wouldn't stop me, or walk in as I'm trying to. If she - he- walked in I needed to be ready to knock him -her- out, I don't want to kill her.

I'm soon stopped, brought out of my thought and paused from adding two measures of standard ingredient to the cauldron. Where was the voice coming from?

"All students are to return to their house dormitories at once. All teachers return to the staff room. Immediately, please" Someone must've been attacked, it must've been worse than being petrified. I looked over at Harry and then at Ron. Ginny..