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I pulled on my Slytherin Quidditch robe as Avery held my polished Nimbus 2001. We have a match against Gryffindor today; one I would make sure to win. Not because of house pride but because I was pissy at Potter for not taking his studying seriously.

Pansy, Millie, and Avery wait for me since Avery was up early and in the showers while I was reading in my bed seeing Daphne must have gotten an early start this morning since her bed was devoid of life.

Pansy snorted. "Let's go since I will have to freeze my rear off cheering for you lot." she was never a fan, but she was a good friend, so she and the girls will sit in the stands and cheer for us. Draco was on the team as a Seeker, he was good but not Harry Potter good. The point was to score so that them inevitably catching the snitch would not affect us as much.

I just walked out heading down the winding staircase towards the common room which was now filled with chatting Slytherin's all excited for the upcoming match. I was worried a little not seeing Hermione after dinner, but I figured she was off kissing the twins in some lone alcove, and that had me feeling ill once again.

Nott smiled, "You going to get us that win?"

I retorted, "Draco better make sure to get the snitch before Potter, or keep Potter preoccupied in a friendly manner. We will not cheat to win." this was now a rule before they cheated and used brute strength to win games by knocking other players out cold.

Zabini held his hands up in surrender, "You heard the Queen, now boys let's get to the Great Hall." he was funny for being in Slytherin, but he knew when to stop and act like a pure-blood arrogant prince. That was it we all started going our separate ways heading to the great hall, I walked with my friends from the Dungeons to the warmer corridors above us. It smelled of cooked bacon and kippers, Potter and his ginger sidekick Ron are a few people a head of us, but I don't see Hermione or Daphne anywhere in sight, maybe they're in the Garden trying to avoid the game.

I asked, "Have you seen Hermione?" Lavender just gave me a look before shaking her head.

"We will go find her after we eat, probably in the Garden." Ginny laughed before talking her seat.

I sit at the Slytherin table as we talk in animated voices about the game, others just looked ill from having to hear this conversation. Pansy just sits eating with nowhere to go where the big game is not on their lips.

Pansy perked up, "I overheard your Grandfather, Head Master Dumbledore, talking to Professor Snape and Flitwick. Next year we're getting four new students from America and four of our own are leaving to exchange places for some overseas exchange program. I heard a single student from each house will transfer for a single year, but it will be based off a written essay." this was news.

"I have no desire to go but this is news, having some new blood from the states might be fun." I was sure it was a good thing but again we wouldn't know until next year.

I looked over the Slytherin table seeing Gail, she would be a good fit for transfer, she was smart and loved traveling. "Get this news to Gail she would never pass the chance up, we will make sure she is chosen to go to America if she wishes."

Pansy smiled moving to sit with her friends Gail and Sara which also got her away from our game day chat.

The sun was up but it was chilly as I secured my Quidditch robe before walking into our personal tent as we readied ourselves to walk out and take the field.

I felt ill like something was wrong "Avery, something isn't right. I have a feeling and it isn't good."

Draco gave me un-easy look, "You alright Juliet?"

I gave him a no without saying a word before I peeked from the tent seeing my grandfather walking in a haste to our tent as Grandmother was walking to the castle with Potter and Weasley.

"Avery lets go something is wrong." we just passed our brooms to Draco leaving the tent my goal was to meet Grandfather halfway.

His face is wracked with worry as he spots us coming. "My poppet, Hermione and Miss. Greengrass have been petrified. We located them in the Library early this morning, come now." his tone was calm and controlled as my rage and fear spiked.

I turned, "Garden, twenty minutes." Avery gave a grim nod turning tale and bolting for the pitch.

Game over.

I left my Grandfather taking to the stairs heading to the castle, every nerve on fire the magic like a current running over my skin. Charlie was waiting by the double doors to the Ward where Madam Pomfrey would be fussing over any in her care.

Charlie just walked in behind me, there in bed's next to each other was Daphne with her long blonde hair, her skin cold and hard to the touch, and my Hermione with her bushy hair and chocolate eyes that are vacant with her hand out stretched.

"How long until the Mandrakes are ready?"

It was Uncle who spoke with his hand on my shoulder, "Days." with that I lost control my magic lashing out sending him back, and any behind me which turned out to be Professor Lupin and Blackheart.

Potter and Weasley just look sad as I stormed from the ward tears leaking form my eyes, she wasn't dead, Daphne wasn't dead, but they looked as if they were.

I moved to the Library heading to the garden knowing they would be waiting, and I was right each one was there, even the twins. I spoke. "Go to the ward now." they never hesitated; leaving as fast as they could.

"We all understand there is a monster lurking in this school, now it has taken two of our own. I know it is a snake but what type is unknown."

We just had to piece together the clues.

The next morning Potter rushed to me, "Hagrid opened the chamber, it was him." this was utter bloody crap.

"Potter, are you a nutter? Hagrid is not an heir to Slytherin, we know it's a snake and Hagrid can't control them. So, let me just shut you down on that." I snarled shoving passed him; Hagrid was a little puppy.

I was just angry, my Grandfather stood tall. "All students will return to their House common rooms by six o'clock in the evening. No student is to leave the dormitories after that time. You will be escorted to each lesson by a teacher. No student is to use the bathroom unaccompanied by a teacher. All further Quidditch training and matches are to be postponed. There will be no more evening activities." I would not be listening, and no one was going to stop me from finding out where the Chamber was, in fact the Portrait in the Garden was about to tell me. Salazar had been absent from his painting for three days and it was time for him to return or else, let's say Hermione meant more to me than some painting.