𝙉𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜'𝙨 𝙂𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙃𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙔𝙤𝙪 • 𝘿𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙤 𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙛𝙤𝙮

𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘴

"And then Weasley tried casting a spell on me and ending up throwing up slugs." I laughed as I popped a grape in my mouth, speaking to my father. "Couldn't be me."

"I know you wouldn't, you're too good." I smiled at the comment. We heard chatter from the halls. My father and I went out and saw students and professors. I looked up at the wall, The Chamber of Secrets has been opened... enemies the heir... beware. And it was written in blood.

"Argus! Argus, I... Everyone will proceed to their dormitories immediately. Everyone except... you three." He called out the trio.

"Go." My father pushes me away to my house.

"Bloody hell." I said as I walked with Blaise back to the dorm as I saw mrs. Norris hung, dripping with blood.

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"Could I have your attention, please? Right. Now, today, we will be transforming animals into water goblets. Like so. One, two, three, Vera verto. Now it's your turn. Well, who would like to go first? Ah! Mr. Weasley. One, two, three. Vera verto." Professor McGonagall taught the class, going up to Weasley. He clears his throat.

"Vera verto!" He casted and turned his rat into a cup. We all chuckled.

"That wand needs replacing, Mr. Weasley. Yes, Miss Granger?" She looks up to see her hand up. Draco nods at me.

"Professor, I was wondering if you could tell us about...the Chamber of Secrets?" She thought about it.

"Well, very well. Well, you all know, of course, that Hogwarts was founded over a thousand years ago by the four greatest witches and wizards of the age: Godric Gryffindor, Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Ravenclaw, and Salazar Slytherin. Now, three of the founders coexisted quite harmoniously. One did not." She walks around the class. "Salazar Slytherin wished to be more selective about the students admitted to Hogwarts. He believed magical learning should be kept within all-magic families. In other words, pure-bloods." I looked at Granger, raised my eyebrows, her shaking her head. "Unable to sway the others, he decided to leave the school. Now, according to legend, Slytherin had built a hidden chamber in this castle, known as the Chamber of Secrets. Though, shortly before departing, he sealed it until that time when his own true heir returned to the school. The heir alone would be able to open the Chamber and unleash the horror within, and by so doing purge the school of all those who, in Slytherin's view, were unworthy to study magic."

"Muggle-borns."

"Well, naturally, the school had been searched many times. No such chamber has been found."

"Professor? What exactly does legend tell us lies within the Chamber?"

"Well, the Chamber is said to home to something that only the Heir of Slytherin can control. It is said to be the home of a monster." Ron looked back at me and Malfoy, we gave him a wicked smile, him frightened.

A few days passed and nothing was new. The trio were still up to no good as always. I sat down at the table studying for my herbologly quiz tomorrow.

"Snape." I turned around. Granger.

"What do you want?"

"You got something in your hair." She reaches up and pulls a strand.

"Ow!" She saw how mad i was. "Get out my face before I have you join Weasley throwing up slugs." She runs off. Malfoy comes in shortly. He throws his jumper onto the table. "Whats this?" I picked it up with my wand.

"You said you're going to wear it."

"I didn't say that."

"But you want me to accept your apology." I looked at him. That boy always had a smirk. "See you later at the game." He left. I went back to my dorm and went to get ready for the quidditch game. I touched his jumper, number 7. It was just for a day. I stepped out of the room.

"Wearing Malfoys jumper now?" Blaise said.

"Just for today." I walked with him.

"Wait until Pansy sees."

"That woman has gotten mental!" I slipped on my robe, making it to the towers. "Whats her problem anyways?"

"She likes Malfoy of course!" He said as we sat down. I frowned. Why am I feeling like this? I shouldn't care. Everyone cheered as the game began. We were winning 90 to 30. It felt good to win. I watched as Draco was talking with Potter, then they were chasing each other. The went under and I couldn't find them anymore. I saw Draco came out from under, tumbling down.

"Draco!" I yelled out. Blaise and I ran out.

"What happened?!" Goyle and Crabbe ran with us.

"I dont know! I just saw him! I think he's hurt!" We gotten into the field. Draco winced in pain.

"Are you alright?" Crabbe helped him up. They took him the hospital wing, us following them. Draco moaned in pain.

"Oh Mr. Malfoy stop making such a fuss. You can go." Madam Pomfrey excused him. Pansy shows up.

"Oh no Draco!" He even threw his head back. She took a good look at me. "Who gave you that?" She pointed at my jumper.

"Draco gave it to me. Why?" Her face steamed up and stomps off. Blaise laughs and mouthing told ya so, as he left.

"Come on." I helped Draco up. "You scared me out there."

"Worried about me now?"

"Dont you start or I'll pinch your bruise." I took him to the dorm, setting him down on the couch. "You are something else you know that right?"

"Whats not to like about me?" I started to think. "Please dont say anything."

"Or you'll get your feelings hurt? Okay. Ill save you from that pain." We sat on the couch, chatting. "You did great out there."

"My father thinks otherwise."

"Who cares." I shrugged. He looks at me. "You are good out there." I stood up. "Good night Draco." I waved. Going to my bed, snuggling up with my blankets, I grabbed the sweater. It smelled like his cologne. I set it aside. What is this that i am feeling? It has never been there before.