Just before Sirius left, he told Harry to continue investigations, in case he and the other aurors missed something. The following day, things were a little awkward for Harry. A number of Ravenclaws, Hufflepuffs and Slytherins went out of their way to avoid him. Only the Gryffindors stood firmly by him. Notable exceptions were Susan and Hannah, though Justin seemed a little unsure.

Finally, during the Herbology lecture, Harry had enough. He was partnered with Justin, Susan and Murphy McNully and they were taking care of the Mandrake babies. Their earmuffs were on, so Harry attempted to communicate in sign language.

He signed, "Alright, I've had enough of this. Why are you avoiding me like I've got the plague? Did I say or do anything to offend you?"

Justin hesitantly signed back, "Heard a rumour from somewhere that you were suspiciously nowhere to be seen during the feast. Then you turned up afterwards to see the crime scene."

Harry fought the urge to facepalm and signed, "You do realise what the significance of Halloween is to me, right? I wasn't even in the castle for most of the day! I was at Godric's Hollow visiting my parents graves!"

He had the decency to look sheepish as Susan signed to them, "I told you so, didn't I?"

Then Harry asked, "So what the heck is this thing about the Chamber of Secrets."

Susan shrugged, "Don't know. From what I heard, it was a myth. I know your godfather and my aunt Amelia are working hard to crack this case. In her letters, she's pretty stumped. During their Hogwarts days, they heard about the rumours of the Chamber, but no one's ever found it."

Harry asked, "Do you think the professors might know?"

She thought about it, "Dumbledore might. He's probably been around here long enough to know about the rumours. Or maybe Binns or McGonagall."

He nodded, "We'll see what we can do from our end to help investigate. We'll coordinate with Ron, Hermione and Neville and ask them about it."

In History of Magic, they endured another torturous couple of hours. Hermione was a little annoyed because she confided that there was no information about the Chamber in the library. She wanted to interrupt the class and ask the ghost right away. However, Harry

stopped her and insisted that they do it after class, so that they didn't draw too much attention. So when the bell rang, the four Gryffindors stayed behind. Before Binns could float through the wall and go… wherever he normally went, Hermione called out, "Professor Binns?!"

He looked at them, "Yes?"

"I was wondering if you could tell us anything about the Chamber of Secrets?"

His dry, wheezy voice replied, "I teach History of Magic. This subject deals with facts, Miss Granger, not myths and legends."

She argued back, "But sir, don't legends have a basis in facts?"

He paused, "Well, yes. One could argue that, I suppose. In my opinion, this particular legend is a sensational and ludicrous tale. But if you insist… Let me see… The Chamber of Secrets… It all started when Hogwarts was founded thousands of years ago. The four school houses are named after the founders, Godric Gryffindor, Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Ravenclaw and Salazar Slytherin. They built the castle, far away from prying eyes of muggle-folk."

He paused briefly and continued, "The founders worked in harmony for years, seeking out promising young witches and wizards. However, for an unknown reason, a rift grew between Salazar and the other founders. No one knows for sure, but it is widely believed that Slytherin wished to be more selective. Rumour had it that he believed that magical learning should be kept within all-magic families. He disliked taking students of Muggle parentage, believing them to be untrustworthy. After a while, there was a serious argument on the subject between Slytherin and Gryffindor, and Slytherin left the school. Not much is know about that argument, though. We can only speculate that it was about allowing Muggle-borns to attend Hogwarts"

Binns paused again, "Many believe that Slytherin built a hidden chamber in the castle, without the other founders knowledge. He the sealed the Chamber of Secrets so that none would be able to open it until his own true heir arrived at the school. The heir alone would be able to unseal the Chamber of Secrets, unleash the horror within, and use it to purge the school of all who were unworthy to study magic."

He then had an annoyed look on his face, "Of course, many have searched the school for evidence of such a chamber. Since none have found it, it does not exist, but it is merely to frighten the gullible."

This time, Harry asked, "Professor, what kind of 'horror' lies in the chamber?"

He replied, "That is believed to be some sort of monster, which the Heir of Slytherin alone can control"

Harry nodded, "Thank you professor, you've been very helpful."

With a single nod in their direction, the ghostly professor phased through the wall. The quartet also walked away, with plenty of questions in their mind. Since History of Magic was the last lecture of the day, they were wandering aimlessly. Harry mused, "I think I can guess why Salazar Slytherin was at odds with the others. I remember last year when I was talking to the Sorting Hat, he mentioned that the Founders were also demigods."

Ron was shocked, "Really? Who were their Godly parents?"

"Godric Gryffindor was the son of Zeus, Rowena Ravenclaw was the daughter of Athena, Helga Hufflepuff was the daughter of Demeter, and Salazar Slytherin was the son of Hecate." came the reply.

Neville's jaw dropped, "Wait... Hecate as in, Professor Daly?"

"Yep! And the thing is, Hecate is still a minor Olympian, so she is not as powerful as the other Olympians. That's the biggest reason why Slytherin had a fallout with the other three. I'm guessing that he felt that he deserved some more respect, rather than just being the son of a minor Olympian."

Hermione interjected, "So where does the Muggle-born vs Pure-Blood argument fit in?"

He shrugged, "I'm not sure. That could have been a contributing factor though."

Somehow, they found themselves back at the scene of the crime. Obviously, Mrs. Norris' petrified form had been taken away, and the floor had been mopped up.

Harry crouched down and began to investigate. He mused, "Plenty of scorch marks here and there. Nothing really out of the ordinary…"

Then he heard a sound of hundreds of tiny voices. The voices were faint and not enough to discern what was being said. He moved towards the window and spotted an odd scene. There were several small spiders scrambling up the walls.

The arachnids were in such a frenzy that they were tumbling over each other just to try to reach and squeeze through a small crack in the wall, where it met the window.

Harry could hear their tinny voices faintly squealing, "Run away! Run away! Run away!"

He beckoned to the others, "Hey, check this out. It's pretty weird."

They all crept forward to get a good look. Then a terrified Ron backpedalled and clutched the wall in fright, "Bloody hell! They're spiders!"

Harry felt like kicking himself, "Right, sorry. I forgot that you hate spiders."

Hermione giggled a little, "Honestly Ronald! How can you be afraid of such tiny things!"

He glared at her, "It's not funny! I still get nightmares from when I was three! Fred turned my teddy bear into a freaking baby Acromantula!"

Harry nodded sympathetically and grimaced, "I'm not going to judge. Beth and all of her siblings hate spiders. Hermione, you've heard the legend of Arachne, right? Since then, all of Arachne's children have held grudges against children of Athena. Heck! During our quest for the Lightning Bolt, we got pulled into a side-quest for Ares. We had to retrieve his shield from an abandoned waterpark. Bloody place was a death trap and we barely escaped a horde of mechanical bugs and spiders."

Ron shuddered as well, "Glad I wasn't there."

Just then, Neville piped up, "Hey, wasn't the floor wet when we arrived on the scene?"

Hermione gasped, "It was! Wait… I know this place, this is Moaning Myrtle's toilet. Hardly anyone comes here. Not many are really big fans of her crying."

Sure enough, there was an OUT OF ORDER sign hung on the door. Harry nodded and grasped the doorknob, "Hopefully she's there. She could have seen something that night."

Before any of them could stop him, he opened the door to reveal a gloomy and depressing bathroom. It had clearly seen better days, as there was a large cracked and spotted mirror. Under it was a row of chipped sinks, and the floor was damp.

Venturing further inside, he spotted a ghost of a girl with Hogwarts school robes. She was floating around in the air and hadn't seen them yet, so he cleared his throat, "Hello Myrtle…"

She turned around and flew down to them. Myrtle retorted, "This is a girl's bathroom, three of you are not girls."

Then she focused on Harry, "Though I can give this one a pass because of his heritage."

Neville asked, "H-How did you know about Harry's lineage?"

Myrtle curtly said, "Every ghost could sense it. We've all dreamed of going to the Underworld. Last year, many of us ghosts suspected that there was a demigod in the school. It was only when the children of our lord came on Halloween, they confirmed our suspicions. They also swore all of us into secrecy, even Peeves wouldn't dare disobey."

Harry nodded, "Thank you Myrtle. I wanted to ask, did you happen to see anything or anyone who might have attacked Mrs. Norris?"

She gave a wry look, "No I was at the Death Day party with the other ghosts. Peeves was trying to make fun of me as usual, but that Bianca girl stopped him. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to wallow in the miserable existence that is my ghostly life!"

With that she dived into the toilet and vanished from sight. Harry shrugged, "Well… That went about as well as we could have expected. Let's get out of here and try and deduce whatever information we have gathered."

When they were a few feet away from Myrtle's bathroom, they stumbled upon Percy Weasley. He eyed them suspiciously, "And just what were you four up to? I didn't see you in the Common Room."

Harry took over and replied, "My uncle Sirius asked me to conduct some more investigations into Mrs Norris' case. I'm a good tracker and I've been able to help Sirius in a couple of cases. I thought that I could see if he had missed out anything from the crime scene."

Percy mulled over those words for a while. Then he curtly sighed, "Fine, you lot are off the hook this time. Next time, don't let me or anyone else catch you. Now, get back to the Common Room before I change my mind and dock points."

They did not need a second invitation and scuttled back.

Inside the Common Room, they congregated around a study table and did their Charms homework. As they worked, Hermione whispered, "Who do you think did it though? Judging from Binns' talk, Salazar Slytherin definitely had some beef with the Muggleborns. Who'd want all Muggleborns out of Hogwarts?"

Ron snarked, "I bet it's the same person who thinks that Muggleborns are scum. It's got to be Malfoy, you heard the git! He was practically crowing about it."

Harry piped up, "Well it makes sense because the Malfoy side of the family have been in Slytherin. At least that's what Greengrass had told me when she caught me up with the lore of all the Wizarding families. However, I have a feeling that its someone else. Malfoy's simply a braggart, all bark and no bite. Anything doesn't go his way and his primary line is, 'My father will hear about this'."

Ron glowered, "Its got to be Malfoy, I'm sure of it! The family could have had the key to the Chamber of Secrets for centuries. Handing it down from father to son."

Hermione cautiously said, "I suppose it is possible…"

Neville whispered, "But how do we prove it? I mean, we can't just blindly accuse Malfoy of unleashing Slytherin's monster."

Hermione brightened, "I have an idea! Remember a few weeks ago in Potions class, when Professor Snape mentioned Polyjuice Potion? It is supposed to transform a person into another person. We can maybe disguise ourselves as Slytherins and sneak into the Common Room. No one would know it was us. Malfoy would probably tell us anything if we pull this off successfully. He's probably boasting about it in the Slytherin common room right now, if only we could hear him."

Harry suddenly had his own brainwave, just as Ron expressed his doubts about the potion. He whispered excitedly, "Di Immortales! I almost forgot! I've got a better idea. How about having a mole in the Slytherin Common Room!"

Ron asked, "How would that work? The only Slytherins you've had a non-aggressive relationship is, Greengrass, Vole and Davis. As far as we know, they hate Malfoy, especially Greengrass."

"No not them, Parkinson. She owes me a Life Debt."

Ron and Neville gaped at him and Ron blurted, "How the bloody hell did you manage that!?"

Hermione asked, "What's a Life Debt?"

Neville explained, "This is when a witch or wizard risks their own life to save the life of another witch or wizard. This only applies if it is just one person doing the saving. Remember that troll attack last year? Both Harry and Ron came after you, so a Life Debt was not triggered. That said, how did you save Parkinson?"

"That's what I would like to know too.", Katie's voice interrupted them as she pulled up a chair and flopped next to Harry. "Sorry I couldn't help overhearing you guys. Didn't hear much, only the part where Harry mentioned that Pansy Parkinson owes him a Life Debt"

Harry discreetly looked around and cast a privacy barrier around them. He said, "During our quest to find the Lightning Bolt, we travelled to St. Louis. Annabeth wanted to go sight-seeing and see the Arch. We happened to meet Pansy and her parents at the Arch as well. Don't worry, they don't know about me being a demigod. Anyway, around closing time, Annabeth and our friend, Grover got to the lift first. So Jackson, myself and the Parkinson family stayed back with a lady and her chihuahua. Turns out, the chihuahua was actually the Chimera and the lady was Echidna, the Mother of Monsters."

Ron's eyes widened, "Bloody hell!"

"Yep! She tried taking Pansy as a hostage after I killed the Chimera. Fortunately I managed to kill her, and so now Pansy owes me a Life Debt."

Katie asked, "And what do you need to call on this Life Debt for?"

They shifted uncomfortably for a bit before Harry confessed, "We were investigating the attack on Mrs. Norris. We didn't find much, but heard something about Slytherin's monster. Figured that one of the Slytherins might know something about it. Hermione suggested using Polyjuice to disguise ourselves"

Katie tapped her chin thoughtfully, "Hermione's plan sounds good on paper, but you four are still young. What happens if you make a mistake? Also, the recipe is only available in Most Potente Potions which is in the restricted section. If you ask me, the Life Debt seems like a safer option. Though you will have to be pretty secretive about it. By the way, I just came by with a message from Wood. The first game against Slytherin is coming up in a couple of days. Oliver wants to get some last-minute practice tomorrow morning. I'd suggest you go get some sleep. Goodnight Harry."

She reached over and gave him a small hug before heading upstairs. Half an hour later, the four Second-Years trudged back up to their respective dorms.

Finally, the day of the first Quidditch match arrived and Harry was a little nervous. He and the team knew that the Nimbus 2001s would be quicker than Harry's own Nimbus 2000. During their team meeting, Oliver glanced at him, "Harry, I need you to do something for me. See if you can test out the speed of the 2001 against the 2000. We know that they're quick, but we don't know how fast they are compared to your broom. The rest of us only have Shooting Stars, Comets or Cleansweeps. We'll try the best we can, but it will ultimately be down to you and Malfoy."

Saturday, at 11AM, everyone made their way to the stadium, and the team split off to head to the locker rooms. Once again, Oliver Wood strutted back and forth for his pre-game pep talk. He announced, "Slytherin has better brooms than us. No point denying it. But we've got better people on our brooms. We've trained harder than they have, we've been flying in all weathers. We're going to make them rue the day they let that little bit of slime, Malfoy, buy his way onto their team! Harry, prove to everyone that you don't need deep pockets to be a good seeker."

As the two teams met on the pitch, Malfoy and Wood grudgingly shook hands. Madam Hooch blew the whistle and the game was underway. Right off the bat, Malfoy began flitting around and performing various stunts. Then, Harry got up alongside him to try and drag race the blond boy. He had a slight head start, but Malfoy was able to overtake him eventually. In his mind, a theory slowly formed, but needed one more test to confirm.

He spotted Marcus Flint with the Quaffle and sped up to confirm his theory. It was enough of a distraction to let Wood pull off a save. When the Chasers were on the offence, Harry floated next to his captain, "If I had to guess, the 2001s are 2-3 kilometres an hour faster than my 2000. Speed test is done, I'll check the manoeuvrability and get back to you."

Wood shot him a thumbs up, "Got it, Potter. You do that, we've got to play it smart here."

Harry shot away, glancing at Malfoy, who was performing loop-de-loops. The Slytherin captain spotted him and smirked, "All right there, Scar Head? Are you terrified of my superiority, yet?"

Harry ignored him and sped off on a dummy run. He had already spotted the Snitch, but was just biding his time. Sure enough, Malfoy took the bait and chased after him. The demigod then executed a few different turns, starting with a gently left, then a sharp right. Then he zig-zagged and corkscrewed. Malfoy mirrored his every move, but Harry noticed one crucial difference. Evidently the company behind the Nimbus 2001 sacrificed a little bit of manoeuvrability to try and extra more speed.

Suddenly, Harry noticed Crabbe walloping a Bludger straight at him. Harry rolled over and let it pass him. George Weasley managed to whack it away from him and towards Adrian Pucey. However, Goyle intercepted it and smacked it back towards Harry. Fred soon joined in, but Crabbe knocked it back towards Harry. This led to an intense few minutes where Harry was surrounded by four Beaters, with half of them trying to hit him, and the other half trying to defend him.

He immediately guessed their plan; try and knock him off and allow Malfoy to coolly look for the Snitch. By then, it had started to rain heavily and it was getting harder to see. Somewhere over the din, he faintly heard Lee Jordan and Murphy McNully announce, "Slytherin lean, 40-30! This is a close game!"

Fred grunted, "Bloody Nora! These blokes really have it out for you, Harry. What did you do to tick them off so much, mate?"

Harry panted, "Heck if I know. This must be part of their plan. I've got an idea though, Tell Ollie to call a time-out and I'll explain!"

Fred thankfully managed to get Oliver's attention and the captain called a time-out. He fumed, "Where the bloody hell were you two? One of the Bludgers went to town with the girls! Bloody thing's broken Alicia's wrist. Thistlethwaite, we need you to sub in for now."

George snapped back, "We were busy stopping Malfoy's goons from double-teaming Harry. He suspects that their plan is to take him out of the game and give Malfoy free reign to hunt for the Snitch."

Harry piped up, "Listen, you two get back to defending Angelina, Katie and Robyn. I can handle Crabbe and Goyle, I'm tougher than I look. Besides, it'll be harder to hunt for the Snitch with the twins hovering over me. Besides, looks like Captain Malfoy's got other things on his mind than actually Seeking."

Oliver mulled it over and finally nodded reluctantly, "Alright Potter, have it your way. However, just in case you need someone to bail you out, give a holler and one of the twins will toss you their bats."

Alicia was outraged, "Are you crazy! Those two look tough! If your hunch is correct, you will effectively have the Slytherin Beaters ganging up on you!"

Harry raised his hands placatingly, "Look Alicia… just trust me on this. You remember last year when I went one on one with Higgs? Bloke tried to unseat me, but I was able to give as well as I could take."

The injured Chaser paused and thought about it, "Alright you may have a point. However, two Beaters ganging up on you with a Bludger will be tougher than a burly Seeker. Just thought I'd warn you, anyway Madam Hooch is coming."

The Flying instructor and Quidditch referee asked, "Are you all ready?"

They all exchanged looks and nodded. Oliver told her, "Yes we are, we're also substituting Alicia Spinnet for Robyn Thistlethwaite. Alicia's injured her wrist."

She nodded and led them back to the field, leaving Madam Pomfrey to take care of Alicia. Up in the commentary booth, Lee Jordan and Murphy McNully announced Robyn Thistlethwaite's debut, to the cheers of the Gryffindors. When they all flew out, the rain had intensified and it was harder to see.

Not even two minutes in, and Harry was once again under siege from Crabbe and Goyle. With each hit from their bats, the Bludger flew closer and closer to its target. After one particular assault, he happened to fly near George. With a signal, George tossed his bat and Harry performed a Bludger Backbeat.

He performed the trick at least three times, with him and the twins tossing the bats back and forth. Finally, Harry changed tactics and zoomed away. He glanced around, searching for Malfoy and found him. The blond was hovering nearby and had nearly fallen off his broom laughing at his rival Seeker. Unfortunately, Harry was not allowed to rest long because a Bludger came whistling back towards him. He climbed; he looped and swooped, spiralled, zigzagged, and rolled.

As he pirouetted, a nearby Malfoy hooted, "Training for the ballet, Potter?"

Harry turned to quip back at him when he spotted it. The Golden Snitch was hovering inches above Malfoy's left ear, and he was so busy jeering that he hadn't even noticed it. Feigning ignorance, he hollered back, "Yeah, Swan Lake, actually! Don't worry! I'll put in a good word for you to play the Black Swan. By the way Malfoy, are you familiar with the game, Chicken?"

In the stands, Dean Thomas burst out laughing, "Man! When the hell did Harry get so sassy!"

However, Malfoy blustered, "What are you blathering about, Potter?"

Harry ignored him and suddenly put on a burst of speed, heading straight for Malfoy. Not a moment too soon, because Goyle had fired a Bludger at him, and it sailed past where his body should have been. The other Seeker's eyes widened and he careened to the right. Harry lunged and swiped the Snitch in mid-air and triumphantly brandished it.

Lee Jordan went nuts on the microphone and a huge cheer erupted from the Gryffindors. Seamus led a chant, "THIS SH*T CALLED MALFOY; BOUGHT HIS SEAT! BUT HARRY POTTER HAD HIM BEAT! DRACO TOOK OVER THE CAPTAINCY AND GIFTED US THE VICTORY! AND WE THANK THE SNAKES! WE THANK THE SNAKES! WE THANK THE SNAKES! AND WE THANK THE SNAKES!"

Dean also hollered, "DEMOTED IN THE MORNING! YOU'RE GETTING DEMOTED IN THE MORNING! DEMOTED IN THE MOOOOORNING! YOU'RE GETTING DEMOTED IN THE MOOOOORNING!"

As he dismounted his broom, Katie was the first one to reach him and tackled Harry to the ground with a hug. The rest of the team then dog-piled him. McNully announced the scores, 270-90, and Gryffindor had drawn first blood. As they extricated themselves, Harry heard a familiar clicking sound. He turned and spotted Colin, "Got some good shots, Colin?"

The boy nodded excitedly and began clicking away. Fred clapped Harry on the shoulder, "Unbelievable flying, Harry! Get a load of this! Flint's just stormed up to Malfoy and ripped the captain's badge from his robe. Bloke's pretty ticked that Malfoy didn't even realise the Snitch was right next to him!"

By then, Ron, Hermione and Neville caught up and hugged him. The girl beamed, "I told you that talent always wins over money! Amazing job!"

Just then, he heard another squeal and was just in time to catch Mackenzie and spin her around. She cheered, "I knew you could do it! You scared me for a few moments, but I knew you would pull through."

When they reached the Common Room, the Weasley twins wasted no time in getting a party started. A few minutes of partying later, Oliver burst in, his eyes shining in excitement. He announced, "Breaking news! Flint's publicly stripped Malfoy of the captaincy!"

Everyone cheered and Ron hollered out, "Couldn't have happened to a better bloke!"

Oliver continued, "He's also dropped Crabbe and Goyle, and re-hired Bole and Rath."

That piece of news was met with a little less enthusiasm. Especially since everyone knew that Lucian Bole and Erika Rath were much more competent.

After a while, Colin tapped Mackenzie's shoulder, "Hey listen! I'm going to develop my photographs! I'll be back soon!"

She asked, "Need me to come with you?"

He waved her off, "I'll be fine, Mackenzie."

Some time passed and people were still celebrating when the portrait door swung open. McGonagall stepped through. With one look at her grim face, the party atmosphere vanished in an instant. In a slightly choked voice, she announced, "Students… There has been another petrification incident. The victim is one of our own, Colin Creevey."

A gasp reverberated through the room. Mackenzie teared up and Harry hugged her. He whispered, "It's okay, Kenzie, It's okay. I know that he was your friend."

She hiccupped, "H-he said that he was going to develop the photographs from his camera. I o-offered to go with him, b-but he said no… I should have gone with him!"

McGonagall continued gravely, "The Headmaster and I have called Auror Black once again to investigate. Since the victim is a student, the situation is even more urgent."

She turned and walked out, and as soon as she was gone, the room broke into furious whispers. Everyone split into groups and tried to discuss the motive behind the attack. Harry left his cousin in the care of Natalie McDonald, before meeting with his friends, Katie also moved within earshot.

Ron snarled, "I bet it was Malfoy! He would have been fuming because of the lost match and losing his captaincy! Wanker must have taken it out on poor Colin!"

Harry muttered, "The motive is there, but there's something else. Like I said, Draco's a braggart, but maybe he might be indirectly involved. Hey Neville, didn't you mention the other day that his father claimed to be Imperiused to serve the Dark Lord?"

The blonde boy nodded, "That's what they say officially. Gran thinks that he was lying, though. During those times, the use of Veritaserum was not mandatory, especially for Pure-Bloods."

Hermione asked, "Should we go ahead with the Polyjuice plan or do we go for the Life Debt? Also, are you sure that Pansy Parkinson will help us?"

Harry replied, "I believe so. When we spoke at the St. Louis Arch, she told me that she attempted to form an alliance with the Malfoy family."

Neville shook his head in understanding, "Yeah, the Parkinsons and the Malfoys were always tight. Gran was pretty surprised when Lord Parkinson announced that he would be allying with the Greengrass family."

Harry continued, "According to her, Malfoy openly insulted her and disrespected her. Her father was furious and cut all ties with him."

Neville snorted and shook his head, "Boy! I knew that Draco Malfoy was thick, but this just proves that he's an ass. The Parkinsons have a lot of influence in the Wizengamot, and the Malfoys lost a valuable ally. If I'm not mistaken, the Murks and the Snydes are not as politically powerful, so what on earth was Draco thinking?"

Harry interrupted, "Anyway, my point is that, Parkinson will likely help us out, since she owes me, big time. I just need the right time to either get her alone or pass on a message to have her meet us alone. I'm hoping that she can be our spy in the snake pit."

Up until this point, Katie had been silent, but finally spoke up. She said, "I think it's worth the risk. Like you said, she owes you and will not hurt you in any way."