Later we were all in the Library searching for the book me and Hermione had found called: The monster book of potion "Georgia why exactly are we looking for this book again?" asked Harry and he sat down on the window sill clearly giving up on finding the book,
"Because" I said dragging out the end "it's got a useful potion inside and if we don't find the book me and Hermione can't make it" I told him and perched myself on the table behind me. Hermione soon came back with 'the monster book of spells'
"okay Georgia what page is it?" asked Hermione flicking through the book
"page 294" I said and found the page for her and we both leaned on a chair and looked in the book,
"Polyjuice potion" Hermione began "properly brewed the Polyjuice potion allows the drinker to turn themselves temporarily into the physical form of another" Hermione added "it's tricky though, I've never seen a more complicated potion"
"How long will it take to make?" asked Harry, I looked up at him and pulled a face
"A month" I said.
"A month?" Harry said rather loudly and got shushed by Madame Pince "but Georgia" he said in a more hushed voice that still held annoyances and urgency "if Malfoy is the heir of Slytherin he could attack half the Muggle-born's in the school by then!"
"We know but it's the only choice we've got" Hermione said Finally.
That Sunday it was the Slytherin vs Gryffindor match and I think it's safe to say the tension was definitely building up! Nothing happened for a while and Slytherin were winning. I was beginning to get bored and looked round for a second before I noticed something: "is Harry being…chased by a buldger?" I asked in disbelief, Hagrid and the others said something but I didn't catch it as I was still looking at Harry, I can't believe it! it was as if Harry had a magnet at the end of his broom that was attracting the Buldger. He and Malfoy chased the snitch under the stands and the only person who was hurt was Malfoy when he fell off his broom in an unfortunate position (not that I felt sorry for the arrogant prat).
It was just Harry now and there was nothing stopping him from getting the snitch, he had his arm outstretched just a few inches from the flying golden sphere but! The rouge buldger flew right into his arm "ouch!" I said and we all winced but that didn't stop Harry, with his other arm he was so close and then it happened so fast! He was almost there when he fell off his broom and smack onto the ground. "Come on!" I said hurriedly and rushed down to the pitch were harry had caught the snitch! But, the buldger was still trying to hurt him
"Fanitay Imgantartam!" Hermione shouted and the ball burst into flames and scattered around Harry.
I ran and knelt next to him "are you okay?" I asked as the others came
"No, No I think my arms broken" he said
"Not to worry Harry I will fix it for you in no time!" exclaimed Lockhart I smiled dreamily at him
"No not you! Please, Hermione, Georgia why don't you?"
"No I think I'll leave it to the professional" I said dreamily stepping back still smiling at Lockhart, I swear I heard Harry groan in annoyance
"now this won't hurt a bit" he reassured Harry "Brakiam emendo!" said Lockhart and a warm blue glow came from his wand. I squealed in disgust as his arm flopped like jelly "ah! well yes that can sometimes happen, but it is very clear the bones are not broken"
"He hasn't any bones left!" I squealed! How could some one so beautiful be so stupid?
We took Harry to the hospital wing "He should have been brought straight to me" Madame Pomfrey said disapprovingly "I can mend bone in a heartbeat but growing them back!" she shook her head
"You will be able to though won't you?" Hermione asked worriedly from next to me.
"Oh of course I can, but it won't be easy" she told us "you're in for a rough night Potter, Here drink this" she poured an orange liquid into his cup and he drank it but, spat it straight back out again "well what did you expect pumpkin juice!" Madame Pomfrey shook her head and shooed us out of the hospital wing.
When we got back me and Hermione were the only ones in the common room "Georgia you don't think that… one of us will be petrified do you?" she asked. I smiled at her
"Hermione nothing will happen to us" I reassured her "You, me, Harry and Ron, all of us … we'll figure this out" I smiled at her and she nodded
"Yes.. Of course we will" she nodded; we went up to bed ignoring Lavender and Pavarti giggling and gossiping.
"Again?" said Hermione the next day
"You mean like the chamber of secrets has been opened before?"
"Of course don't you see!, Lucius Malfoy must of opened it here when he was at school" Ron gulped and continued "and now he's told Draco how to do it."
"Maybe, we'll have to wait for the Polyjuice potion to know for sure" stated Hermione putting in the ingredient I passed her.
"Enlighten me" Ron began "why are we brewing this… in broad daylight… in the middle of a girls lavatory" me and Hermione scoffed
"No one ever comes in here" Hermione said adding more stuff in
"Why?" asked Harry
"Moaning Myrtle" I said from next to him
"who?" asked Ron
"Moaning Myrtle" Hermione said again, and from one of the cubical emerged a girl with pigtails in her hair round glasses like Harry's and a Ravenclaw uniform
"I'm moaning Myrtle!" she practically screamed "I would expect you to moan me! Who would ever talk about… ugly, Miserable, moping, moaning Myrtle" she cried then screeched and splashed into the toilet's behind.
"She's a little sensitive" said Hermione I gave her the 'you think!' look and laughed,one thing was for we didn't have to worry about Myrtle telling people
Later that day was the duelling club with Lockhart we were talking when he started talking "gather round, gather… round. Can you all here me, can you all here me, now in light of certain events, Professor Dumbledore has let me start this little duelling club to train you all up!" eventually Gildaroy and Snape duelled and I hate to say this but Lockhart was terrible. Then… they asked for a volunteer pair and guess who got picked… give up?, well it was harry and then Snape had to go and say
"Perhaps someone from my own house?... Malfoy" and Draco was up in a flash, I banged my head against Hermione's shoulder since I didn't have a desk and she was about 2 inches taller than me.
The heated fight went on for what seemed like years when Malfoy sent a snake flying from the end of his wand.
It hissed at everyone that met its eyes then… it came towards Justine a Hufflepuff in our year and it looked as if... no? it...it couldn't be? Was Harry... Egging the snake on? He kept whispering things in a foreign language that sounded ghostly. What was he doing? it was inches away from Justin when Snape destroyed the snake (I know now isn't the time by still! it rythmed!) and Harry seemed to wake up "What the hell are you playing at?" Justin demanded angrily, then we were dismissed.
"Why didn't you tell us you were a Parselmouth?" Ron exclaimed as we entered the common room a few minutes later
"a what?" Harry asked
"you can talk to snakes" I stated
"I know. I mean, I accidentally set a python on my cousin Dudley at the zoo once." He paused and I looked at him with wide eyes, that sounded way worse than it probably was "But so what? I bet loads of people here can do it" he said with small confidence.
"No. They can't. It's not a very common gift, Harry. This is bad." Hermione stated with her voice filled with worry I nodded in agreement
"What's bad?" Harry asked "If I hadn't told that snake not to attack Justin!" I gasped in realization
"So that's what you were saying!" I exclaimed and he looked at me bewildered
"You were there!" He exclaimed "You heard me!" I shook my head
"No we heard you speaking Parseltongue! Snake language?" Ron said but still, harry scoffed.
"How can I speak another language, without even knowing it?" I shrugged my shoulders along with the others
"I don't know, Harry. But it sounded like you were egging the snake on or something. It was...strange." Hermione trailed off just as our fellow Gryffindors started to pour into the room, eyeing Harry as they walked past warily, Even Dean and Seamus walked past wordlessly! fickle children I tutted in my head.
"Listen Harry, there is a reason the symbol of Slytherin is a snake" I began "Salazar Slytherin was a Parselmouth, he could talk to snakes too!" I pointed out
"Exactly! And now the whole school's going to think you're his great-great-great grandson or something!" as sensitive as ever Ron!
"I cant be! ...Can I?" Harry said uncertainly
"He lived a thousand years ago" Hermione said gently "for all we know, you could be"