Amelia Potter and the Chamber of Secrets PART 1

The Chamber of Secrets

All those times we were in that bathroom, and she was just three toilets away,' said Ron bitterly at breakfast next day, 'and we could've asked her, and now ...'

'You guys think it is really her? I'm impressed, usually Minoe would have thought of something like that,' said Amelia as she drank from her glass.

'But who is the other boy we keep hearing about?' huffed Harry. He didn't know of any ghost boys.'

Amelia grind.

'What' Questioned Ron.

'What what?' asked Amelia setting down her glass.

'You are grinning. You only do that when you know something we don't so out with it.'

Amelia shook her head.

'Out with the tea sis,'

Amelia choked on air before bursting out laughing. 'Who the hell taught you that one?'

Ron shrugged. 'I'll tell you if you tell me,'

'Ok ok, ok, god you are annoying. Theodor. He was that Hufflepuff ghost boy at the deathday party. He was a friend of Myrtle before she died. They found him dead a few hours after her, supposedly from the same attacker,'

'Well shit,' Ron mumbled well sipping his pumpkin juice.

'Now really tell me where did you learn that'

'Yeah I want to know,' Harry chimed in.

'I'm never telling.'

It had been hard enough trying to look for spiders. Escaping their teachers long enough to sneak into a girls' bathroom, the girls' bathroom, moreover, right next to the scene of the first attack, was going to be almost impossible.

But something happened in their first lesson, Transfiguration, which drove the Chamber of Secrets out of their minds for the first time in weeks. Ten minutes into the class, Professor McGonagall told them that their exams would start on the first of June, one week from today.

'Exams?' howled Seamus Finnigan. 'We're still getting exams?'

There was a loud bang behind Harry as Neville Longbottom's wand slipped, vanishing one of the legs on his desk. Professor McGonagall restored it with a wave of her own wand, and turned, frowning, to Seamus.

'The whole point of keeping the school open at this time is for you to receive your education,' she said sternly. 'The exams will therefore take place as usual, and I trust you are all revising hard.'

Revising hard! It had never occurred to Harry that there would be exams with the castle in this state. There was a great deal of mutinous muttering around the room, which made Professor McGonagall scowl even more darkly.

'Professor Dumbledore's instructions were to keep the school running as normally as possible,' she said. 'And that, I need hardly point out, means finding out how much you have learned this year.'

Harry looked down at the pair of white rabbits he was supposed to be turning into slippers. What had he learned so far this