-The first attack-

"Morning everybody"

"Good Morning Professor Sprout."

"Welcome to Greenhouse Three, second years. Now gather round everyone. Today, we're going to re-pot Mandrakes. Now who here can tell me the properties of the Mandrake root?"

"Yes, Miss Granger?"

"Mandrake or Mandragora, is used to return those who have been petrified to their original state. It's also quite dangerous. The Mandrake's cry is fatal to anyone who hears it."

"Excellent. 10 points to Gryffindor. " 

The Gryffindor cheer as Draco rolls his eyes. "Anyone could have told her that." He moans. 

"Now, as our Mandrakes are still only seedlings, their cries won't kill you yet, but they could knock you out for several hours, which is why I've given each of you a pair of earmuffs for auditory protections. So could you please put them on right away. Quickly. Flaps tight down, and watch me closely."

I look over at Draco with his earmuffs on , and try to hide my laugh.  "Shut up." He grumbles.

"No you look so cute." I poke his cheek.

"You grasp your mandrake firmly, you pull it sharply up out of the pot" an ugly baby-looking creature emerges from the pot and starts screaming, I press my earmuffs closer to my head.

"Got it? And now you dunk it down into the other pot and pour a little sprinkling of soil to keep him warm.... Ugh Longbottom's been neglecting his earmuffs." Professor Sprout sighs as Neville drops to to floor

"No, ma'm, he's just fainted"

"Yes, well, just leave him there." She tells Seamus and I laugh at her lack of care. "Right on we go. Plenty of pots to go around. Grasp your Mandrake and pull it up!"

A chorus of screams echo the greenhouse as everyone pulls out their mandrake. God they were ugly looking things, I quickly shove mine in the pot.   I grin looking over as Draco starts messing with his, resulting in the mandrake biting his finger.  He shoves it aggressively into the pot before glaring at me. This only makes me laugh harder, I have to say this lesson had been extremely entertaining for a herbology one.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

"Let me introduce you to your new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher... me. Gilderoy Lockhart. Order of Merlin, Third Class. Honorary member of the Dark Force Defence League and five times winner of Witch Weekly's Most-Charming-Smile Award. But I don't talk about that. I didn't get rid of the Bandon Banshee by smiling at him." Lockhart starts grinning.

I plant my forehead on the table, I cannot stand this man .

"Now be warned It's my job to arm you against the foulest creatures known to wizardkind. You may find yourselves facing your worst fears in this room. Know only that no harm can befall you whilst I am here. I must ask you not to scream because it might provoke them."

I hear squealing and look up to a cage fully of pixies. I look at Draco unamused, "Can you please kill me?" and he just laughs shaking his head.

"Cornish Pixies?" Seamus asks.

"Freshly caught Cornish Pixies. Laugh if you will, Mr Finnegan, but pixies can be devilishly tricky little blighters. let's see what you make of them." he opens the cage and they all fly out towards us. "Come on now. Round them up, round them up! They're only pixies!"

A Pixie head straight towards me and I hit it with my book, "This is ridiculous." I sigh as Draco and the others start  running out the class as a couple of Pixies pick up neville hanging him on the chandelier above us.

"Peskipiksi Pesternomi!" Lockhart yells, but nothing happens and a pixie just steals his wand. "I'll ask you four to just nip the rest of them back into their cage." Lockhart points to us as he hide in his office.

"How are we the only ones left?" I ask.

"What do we do now?"

"Immobulus" Hermione yells and the Pixies slow down.

"Perfect, thanks Hermione." I stand up and leave the room. I see everyone else from the class waiting outside. "That man is a fraud, im telling you." I look at Draco but keep walking. " He used the spell 'Peskipiksi Pesternomi'? What is he a five year old playing pretend? Not to mention all the girls drooling over him, he's not even good looking!" I rant as Draco leads me to wherever we have to go next. "I refuse to believe that Dumbledore can't see it... wait where are we going Draco?"

"Quidditch Practice."

"What? That's today? How do you know that?" I stop in my tracks.

"Well say hello to your new Slytherin Seeker." he gestures to himself.

"Huh" I look at him shocked. 

...

"Wait where is Roxanna?" I look around to see that i'm the only girl here.

"She had to sit out this year, injured herself over summer."

"What? So im stuck with a bunch of boys for a year. Brilliant" I sulk as we walk out to the courtyard.

"Where do you think you're going, Flint?" Oliver asks as we walk toward him.

"Quidditch practice.

"I booked the pitch for Gryffindor today."

"Easy, Wood. i've got a note." He hands Oliver something and I stand on my toes trying to see over the others.

"I, Severus Snape do hereby give the Slytherin team permission to practice today, owing to the need to train their new Seeker. You've got a new Seeker? Who?"

Flint steps out the way to reveal Draco. "Malfoy?" Harry asks.

"That's right. And that's not all that's new this year." He shows his broom.

"Those are Nimbus 2001s. How did you get those?" Ron gasps.

"A gift from Draco's father... we all got one, well Potter refused."

"Well I got a new one last year so?" I shrug.

 You see, Weasley, unlike some, my father can afford the best." Malfoy spits

"At least no one on the Gryffindor team had to buy their way in. They got in on pure talent " Hermione retorts, and I sniffle a laugh.

"No one asked your opinion. You filthy little Mudblood."

"You'll pay for that one, Malfoy." Ron points his wand at him "Eat slugs!" he yells but the spell bounces back on Ron. The Gryffindors run over as Draco and the others just laughs.

I hit Draco over the back of the head. "Do you always have to be so rude?" He shrugs as the Golden trio run past with Ron throwing up Slugs. I decide to follow them.

"Hey Potter, we've got practice." Flint calls out.

"How about you focusing on training  your new Seeker. So you can prove he didn't just buy his way in." I glare at Draco, annoyed at him.

...

I walk into Hagrid as Ron throws up another slug into a bucket.

"Who was Ron trying to curse, anyway?" Hagrid asks.

"Malfoy. he called Hermione... well, I don't know exactly what it means."

"He called Hermione, a mudblood." I speak up.

"He did not." Hagrid gasps and Hermione nods standing up.

"What's a mublood?" Harry asks.

"It means dirty blood. Mudblood's a really foul name for someone who is Muggleborn. Someone with non-magic parents. Someone like me." Hermione tears up. "It's not a term one usually hears in civilised conversation."

I wrap an arm around Hermione as Hagrid explains further, "See the thing is Harry, there's some wizards, like the Malfoy family, who think they're better than everyone else, because they're what people call pure-blood."

"That's horrible"

"And it's codswallop, dirty blood. Why there isn't a wizard alive today that's not half-blood or less. More to the point, they've yet to think of a spell that our Hermione can't do."

I squeeze her shoulder, "Exactly, and Draco was just annoyed because you told him what he didn't want to hear, the truth. Don't listen to him."

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It's late and im walking through the castle, when I hear a voice in the walls. I look around but no one is there. 

"It's time."  the voice speaks again and I follow the sound until I run into Harry, Ron and Hermione, who are looking at a trail of Spiders.

"Strange... I've never seen spiders act like that."

"I don't like spiders." Ron whines as I look up at the wall. "Um guys, what is that?"

"The chamber of Secrets has been opened. Enemies of the Heir, beware." Hermione reads. "It's written in blood."

"Oh, no." Harry whispers. "It's Filch's cat." I turn to see the dead cat hanging next to the sign as a group of Gryffindors walk up to us and then Draco and a group of Slytherins. Great. We looks incredibly suspicious right now. 

"Enemies of the Heir, beware." Draco reads and then looks at Hermione, "You'll be next, Mudbloods."

I glare at Draco, shoving his shoulder as I walk past him, leaving the scene and heading back to the common room

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Dumbledore and the other teachers appear, "Everyone will proceed to their dormitories immediately, everyone except you three." he points to the golden trio." as the students are directed back Dumbledore tell Filch, "She not dead, she has been Petrified."

"Ah thought so. So unlucky I wasn't there." Lockhart shakes his head. "I know exactly the countercurse that could've spared her."

"But how she's been petrified I cannot say."

"Ask him. It's him that's done it." Filch nods to Harry. "You saw what he wrote on the wall."

"it's not true, sir. I swear. I never touched Mrs Norris. Neither of us did, right Jade? " He looks around for Jade and realises she's not there

"Rubbish"

"If i might, headmaster? Perhaps Potter and his friends were simply in the wrong place at the wrong time. However, the circumstances are suspicious. I, for one, don't recall seeing Potter at dinner."

"Im afraid that's my doing, Severus. You see, Harry was helping me answer fan mail."

"Thats why Ron and I went looking for him , Professor." Hermione adds . "We just found him when he said-"

"Yes, Miss Granger?"

"When I said I wasn't hungry. We were heading back to the common room."

"And your sister, Potter? You said her name a moment go but where is she?" He looks around.

"I don't know-"

"She stormed off. When Malfoy appeared, she's mad at him right now." Hermione informs them all.

"Innocent until proven guilty, Severus." Dumbledore states.