It was the same voice, the same cold, murderous voice he had heard in Lockhart's office.
Amelia froze.
He stumbled to a halt, clutching at the stone wall, listening with all his might, looking around, squinting up and down the dimly lit passageway.
'Harry, what're you –?'
'It's that voice again – shut up a minute –'
'... soo hungry ... for so long ...'
Amelia yelped.
'Listen!' said Harry urgently, and Ron and Hermione froze, watching him.
'... kill ... time to kill ...'
The voice was growing fainter. Harry was sure it was moving away – moving upwards. A mixture of fear and excitement gripped him as he stared at the dark ceiling; how could it be mov- ing upwards? Was it a phantom, to whom stone ceilings didn't matter?
'This way,' he shouted, and he began to run, up the stairs, into the Entrance Hall. It was no good hoping to hear anything here, the babble of talk from the Hallowe'en feast was echoing out of the Great Hall. Harry sprinted up the marble staircase to the first floor Amelia at his side, Ron and Hermione clattering behind him.'Harry, what are we –'
'SHH!'
Harry strained his ears. Amelia pressed her ear to the wall. Distantly, from the floor above, and growing fainter still, he heard the voice: '... I smell blood ... I SMELL BLOOD!'
His stomach lurched. 'It's going to kill someone!' he shouted, and ignoring Ron and Hermione's bewildered faces, he ran up the next flight of steps three at a time, trying to listen over his own pounding footsteps. Amelia ran beside him. 'Why is it always us the wired shit happens to?'
Harry and Amelia hurtled around the whole of the second floor, Ron and Hermione panting behind them, not stopping until they turned a corner into the last, deserted passage.
'Harry, what was that all about?' said Ron, wiping sweat off his face. 'I couldn't hear anything ...'
Amelia shushed him.
But Hermione gave a sudden gasp, pointing down the corridor.
'Look!'
Something was shining on the wall ahead. They approached, slowly, squinting through the darkness. Foot-high words had been daubed on the wall between two windows, shimmering in the
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Amelia Potter and the Chamber of Secrets PART 1
FanfictionPlease read my first book, Amelia Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone. PART 1 and PART 2 first or none of the following will make sense. Thank you. This story is marked CREATIVE COMMONS ATTRIBUTION not becouse I wish for people to rewrite my work but b...
