Emerald Laurier had a thing for causing trouble which was one of the main reasons she got sorted into Slytherin, but it wasn't the only reason, Emerald also happened to be the daughter of a death eater and Professor Snape's niece that no one but the...
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CHAPTER TWENTY IMPOSTERS
"We'll have exactly one hour before we change back into ourselves." Hermione said as she poured some Polyjuice Potion into a small cup.
Hermione passed a cup to Harry and Ron before picking up her cup, Emery stood leaning up against a cubicle.
"Add the hairs." Hermione told the boys, they did as told and put the hairs, that they got from Crabbe and Goyles' head, into their glass.
"Ew. Essence of Crabbe." Ron grimaced, Hermione shrugged and they all shared a look before drinking the potion, the trio gagged as Emery watched in amusement, "I think I'm gonna be sick." Ron said before dropping his glass and running into a cubicle.
"Me too." Hermione said following Ron's actions, Harry dropped his glass and grasped onto the side of the sink, Emery watched as Harry started to transform, his skin started to bubble up and get fatter.
By the time Harry opened his eyes and looked at himself in the mirror he had fully turned in Goyle, Harry smiled before turning around to face Ron who had just walked out as Crabbe.
"Harry?" Ron asked.
"Ron." Harry nodded in astonishment.
"Bloody hell." Ron muttered.
"We still sound like ourselves." Harry stated "you need to sound more like Crabbe."
Ron nodded and put on a deep voice, "bloody hell." Harry smirked.
"Excellent."
"But where's Hermione?" Emery questioned.
"I don't think I'm going." Hermione said from inside her cubicle, "you go on without me."
"Hermione, are you okay?" Harry asked.
"Just go! You're wasting time." Emery nodded and ran out of the bathroom, the boys hesitantly followed.
"Follow me. And try not to get caught, thickheads." Emery spoke before leading the way towards the dungeons.
"Excuse me?" The familiar sound of, Percy Weasleys, voice spoke.
Emery rolled her eyes before turning around and mumbling to her friends, "I told you not to get caught." Harry shot her a look of disbelief.
"What are you doing do—?" Ron started to speak but Harry nudged him, Ron put on a deeper voice, "what are you doing down here?"
"I happen to be a school prefect." Percy stated, "you, on the other hand, have no business wandering the corridors at this time of night. What's your names again?" Ron and Harry looked at each other, Emery scoffed and went to say something before a voice erupted from behind them cutting her off.
"Crabbe, Goyle. Where have you two been?" Draco questioned, Emery turned around quickly, "Emery?" Emery smiled innocently, Draco shook his head and turned towards Harry, "why are you wearing glasses?"
"Reading." Harry lied.
"Reading?" Draco looked at him sceptically, "I didn't know you could read." Draco shrugged and turned towards Percy, "and what're you doing down here, Weasley?"
"Mind your attitude, Malfoy." Percy replied earning a smirk from Draco.
•••
Draco flopped down onto the couch in the Slytherin Common room as Harry, Ron and Emery sat on an opposite couch across from him.
"You'd never know the Weasleys were pure-bloods, the way they behave. They're an embarrassment to the wizarding world. All of them." Draco said bitterly causing Ron to clench his fist tightly, "what's wrong with you, Crabbe?" Ron kept silent.
"He uh...he told me he has a stomachache and he isn't feeling himself today." Emery lied quickly.
"You know, I'm surprised that the Daily Prophet hasn't done a report on all these attacks. I suppose Dumbledore is trying to hush it all up. Father always said that Dumbledore was the worst thing that ever happened to this place." Draco changed the subject making Emery sigh in relief.
"You're wrong!" Harry yelled, Draco furrowed his eyebrows and stood up.
"What? You think there's someone here who's worse than Dumbledore?" Draco asked rudely, Harry and Ron looked at each other worriedly.
"Harry Potter." Emery spoke up making Harry slightly glare at her, Emery shot him an apologetic look as Draco turned towards her.
"Good one, Emery. You're absolutely right. You know, I never understood why you hang out them so much. Saint Potter. And people actually think that he's the Heir of Slytherin?" Draco scoffed.
"But then you must have some idea who's behind it all." Harry spoke up.
"You know I don't, Goyle. I told you yesterday." Draco sat down on another chair and picked up a small box, "how many times do I have to tell you?" Draco shook the small box, "Is this yours?" He asked, Harry and Ron shook their heads so Draco adverted his gaze to Emery who also shook her head, Draco shrugged and put the box in his pocket before speaking again, "but my father did say this: it's been 50 years since the Chamber was opened. He wouldn't tell me who opened it, only that they were expelled. The last time the Chamber of Secrets was opened, a Mudblood died...so it's only a matter of time before one of them is killed this time. As for me, I hope it's Granger."
Ron quickly stood up but Harry and Emery held him back, "what's the matter with you three? You're acting very...odd."
"It's his stomachache." Harry replied before turning to Ron, "calm down." Ron eyes widened.
"Scar." Ron whispered pointing to Harry's scared that started to reappear.
"Hair." Harry pointed towards Ron's reappearing bright orange hair.
"Come on." Emery whispered before leading the way out of the Common Room.
