Amelia Potter and the Chamber of Secrets PART 1

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from the pudding-basin haircut to the long, gorilla arms.
'This is unbelievable,' said Ron, approaching the mirror and prodding Crabbe's flat nose. 'Unbelievable.'

'No, just magical,' the voice of Pansy cut through the air. Harry and Ron turned to see who they believed was to be Amelia but she looked just like aPnasy right down to the short bob and pug-like face; her robes fitting her perfectly.

'We'd better get going,' said Harry, loosening the watch that was cutting into Goyle's thick wrist. 'We've still got to find out where the Slytherin common room is, I only hope we can find someone to follow ...'

Ron, who had been gazing at Harry, said, 'You don't know how bizarre it is to see Goyle thinking.' He banged on Hermione's door. 'C'mon, we need to go ...'

A high-pitched voice answered him. 'I – I don't think I'm going to come after all. You go on without me.'

'Hermione, we know Millicent Bulstrode's ugly, no one's going to know it's you.'

'No – really – I don't think I'll come. You three hurry up, you're wasting time.'

Harry looked at Ron and Amelia, bewildered.

'That looks more like Goyle,' said Ron. 'That's how he looks every time a teacher asks him a question.'

Amelia snorted.

'Hermione, are you OK?' said Harry through the door.

'Fine – I'm fine ... Go on –'

Harry looked at his watch. Five of their precious sixty minutes had already passed.

'We'll meet you back here, all right?' he said.

Harry and Ron opened the door of the bathroom carefully, checked that the coast was clear and set off.

'Don't swing your arms like that,' Harry muttered to Ron.

'Eh?'
'Crabbe holds them sort of stiff ...'

'How's this?'

'Yeah, that's better.'

Amelia rolled her eyes at the boys and strutted in front of them, wearing the same two-inch-inch heels that Pansy would normally wear.

'Where did you learn to strut in heels?' questioned Ron mouth open. Harry and Ron had always taken her for a boot and sneakers kind of girl.

'You two don't know everything about me,' Amelia flashed them a smile making both boys wonder what other strange stuff Amelia could do.

They went down the marble staircase. All they needed now was a Slytherin whom they could follow to the Slytherin common room, but there was nobody around.

'Any ideas?' muttered Harry.

'The Slytherins always come up to breakfast from over there,' said Ron, nodding at the entrance to the dungeons. The words had barely left his mouth when a girl with long curly hair emerged from the entrance.

'Excuse me,' said Ron, hurrying up to her, 'we've forgotten the