HP chamber of secrets: Amelia's beginning (fanfic)

Chapter 6: polyjuice potion

Another victim had been claimed a few days after. A fellow first year, Justin finch-fletchley, (who throughly believed Harry was the heir,) had just been petrified. We had to work fast to get the information out of Malfoy. Luckily the potion was nearly done on the morning of Christmas day.

"Wake up!!" Someone shouted in my ear and poked me awake. I stirred and cracked an eye open. "Hm?" I saw Hermione grabbing the clean robes I had in my trunk at the end of my four poster and began laying them at the foot of my bed. I rubbed my eyes and began to sit up, "hermione..?" I muttered groggily, "wh-what are you doing..?"

"Get up Amy! I need your help!" Hermione exclaimed sternly. "We have-- ugh... We have whizzbeeze to fizz..." She rolled her eyes in annoyance whilst I hid my snicker with my hand.

Ginny, who was staring at some black book on her bed, had no clue what Hermione was talking about, but I did. It was a silly code that meant we needed to work on the polyjuice potion so we could speak of it without anyone knowing. The code name was Rons idea, and we've been using it for a short while, but I thought it still sounded funny.

"Meet me in the room as soon as you're dressed." Hermione stated with an impatient turn on her heels and sprint out of the room.

as I was shrugging my robes on, I glanced at a distressed-looking Ginny, who was still sitting on her bed. "Hey Ginny, are you alright?" I walked over to her and put my hand on her shoulder, but she flinched and pulled away, hiding her book under her robes, and staring at me with a worrisome frantic expression I've never seen before. She looked paranoid and frightened. by what, I couldn't tell. "Ginny, what's wrong? You're acting strange and I'm worried."

She nodded her head violently, "I-I'm fine!" She said a little too quickly, which drew more suspicion.

I raised my eyebrow at her, "are you sur-?"

"IM PERFECTLY FINE, AMELIA, LEAVE ME ALONE!!" She barked at me before turning say and hugging her black book tightly. This couldn't be my friend. This couldn't be Ginny. She was acting so strange and it troubled me to pieces. But I didn't have time to tell the boys, I would just have to wait until later.

I was now in moaning myrtle's bathroom, drowsy from being woken up so abruptly, and still thinking about two major things that have been plastered in my mind and wouldn't go away. 1) Ginny was acting strangely for some reason, and 2) the thought that I might be the heir of Slytherin. "I-I don't think I want to do this anymore..." I blurted out to Hermione as I continuously stirred the disgusting smelling cauldron filled with grey goop.

She looked at me like i had just turned into a mean troll. "What?! but we're so close! And you were a big help with the potion and grabbing the items from Snape's cupboard." Hermione exclaimed as she smashed some more lacewing flies into the tar-like goop of a potion.

I smiled a bit from the praise, "thank you, but.. I-i don't think-"

"-What's wrong, Amy? You've been acting melancholy ever since we found out Harry is a parselmouth. You don't think Harry is the heir, do you?" She scoffed absurdly.

I bowed my head guiltily. "No.. I think..." I kept stirring with a shy half shrug, "Well, i think I am." I looked back at Hermione with a fearful frown. She just gaped at me in surprise.

"Why do you think-?"

"-Because I'm a parselmouth too, okay??" I snapped interruptedly, "I clearly heard what Harry said, and I don't even know how-... I never knew my parents, my family never talks about them, I've been hidden away in secret, I could be a pure blood Slytherin for all I know!! ...Even the sorting hat wanted to put me in Slytherin... Hermione, I'm afraid I did this..." I looked up at her with tears in my eyes.