Amelia Potter and the Chamber of Secrets PART 1

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Harry knew at once that Malfoy had said something really bad because there was an instant uproar at his words. Flint had to dive in front of Malfoy to stop Fred and George jumping on him, Alicia shrieked, 'How dare you!' and Ron plunged his hand into his robes, pulled out his wand, yelling, 'You'll pay for that one, Malfoy!' and pointed it furiously under Flint's arm at Malfoy's face.

A loud bang echoed around the stadium and a jet of green light shot out of the wrong end of Ron's wand, hitting him in the stomach and sending him reeling backwards onto the grass.

'Ron! Ron! Are you all right?' squealed Hermione.

Ron opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. Instead he gave an almighty belch and several slugs dribbled out of his mouth onto his lap.

The Slytherin team were paralysed with laughter. Flint was doubled up, hanging on to his new broomstick for support. Malfoy was on all fours, banging the ground with his fist. The Gryffindors were gathered around Ron, who kept belching large, glistening slugs. Nobody seemed to want to touch him.

Amelia let out an animal-like growl under her breath. She stalked over to Malfoy hand in her robes but not holding her wand instead balled into a fist. Draco got up, but before he could stand to his full height a loud CRACK echoed through the morning air. Draco had fallen to the ground holding his face which was bleeding.

'You ever fucking say that to her again, and I sware to god I will do more than just brake your fucking nose! You hear me!'

Draco cowered back blood pouring into his hand. 

'We'd better get him to Hagrid's, it's nearest,' said Harry to Hermione, who nodded bravely, and the pair of them pulled Ron up by the arms Amelia skipped behind.

'What happened, Harry? What happened? Is he ill? But you can cure him, can't you?' Colin had run down from his seat and was now dancing alongside them as they left the pitch. Ron gave a huge heave and more slugs dribbled down his front.

'Oooh,' said Colin, fascinated and raising his camera. 'Can you hold him still, Harry?'

'Get out of the way, Colin!' said Harry angrily. He and Hermione supported Ron out of the stadium and across the grounds towards the edge of the Forest.

'Maybe next time Colin!' shouted Amelia.

'Nearly there, Ron,' said Hermione, as the gamekeeper's cabin came into view. 'You'll be all right in a minute ... almost there ...'

They were within twenty feet of Hagrid's house when the front door opened, but it wasn't Hagrid who emerged. Gilderoy Lockhart, wearing robes of palest mauve today, came striding out.

'Quick, behind here,' Harry hissed, dragging Ron behind a nearby bush. Hermione followed, somewhat reluctantly Amelia haveing to drag her.

'It's a simple matter if you know what you're doing!' Lockhart was saying loudly to Hagrid. 'If you need help, you know where I