A/N: I do not own Harry Potter (although I wish that I did (money!! $_$)) all rights go to J.K Rowling, though I'm just borrowing her ideas and adding some of mine.

The Chamber of Secrets

In the early evening of Halloween, while the rest of the school was attending to the Halloween feast, Harry finally managed to force his wand into producing a spark during his lessons with Snape. His joy in finally being able to produce something was immediately vanquished when Snape erased it with a lazy flick of his wand.

"You lowered your guard!" Snape said while throwing Harry across his study with a non-verbal impediment jinx. "Again!"

For the rest of the lesson, Harry blocked, dodged and rolled, trying with all his might to send lightning at his black-clad teacher who stood in the center of the dungeon, every bit the immovable object Harry was supposed to overcome

Harry raised his wand once again."Tempestas-"

"Stupefy!" Snape yelled while Harry was in mid-spell.

Harry was too slow, and found himself soaring across the dungeon once again.

"Tempestas, ego, imperio sure is quite a mouthful isn't it?" Snape mused while Harry raised himself to a kneeling position. "It will get better though," Snape continued. "Once you master it, you can reduce it to simply "Tempestas". After you managed that, you'll do it non-verbal, and after that.." Snape raised his wand.

"Tempestas Nexus!"

Strands of lightning, thinner, yet more violent than thunderstorm itself, blew from Snape's wand, through the dungeon, straight at Harry.

"Protego Horribilis!" Harry cried in utter despair as second form of lightning came roaring towards him.

The purple shield formed, and for a split second, Harry gained a bit of hope. Which was instantly crushed again as the lightning soared through his shield without hesitation, surprisingly leaving the shield intact.

Just as Harry thought his end was near, Snape raised his wand again. "Tempestas Imperio!"

The lightning which had been about to hit Harry dead on, suddenly spun around him, forming a cocoon. Harry looked as strands of lightning danced all around him, entirely blocking his field of vision.

As soon as it had formed, the lightning cocoon vanished again. Harry looked around. Flames were dancing everywhere where the lightning had touched. A circle of black ash had formed around Harry, where the cocoon had scorched the very dungeon floor.

"..and finally Tempestas Imperio," Snape continued as if nothing had happened. "which will allow you to control your lightning at will."

Panting, Harry used the wall to raise himself to standing position again.

"When do you think I'll master the second form?" Harry asked his teacher.

"Won't be that long." Snape replied while he absently repaired the ravaged dungeon. "The hardest part is to actually create lightning. Condensing it is probably the easiest part, and controlling it will be in between those two. Speaking in levels of difficulty of course."

"That, will be enough for today." Snape said when Harry opened his mouth for more questions. "Come," Snape continued while walking to the door." I'll walk you to the Slytherin dormitory as it is too late for you to attend the Halloween feast now."

Giving up on more questioning, Harry followed Snape out of the dungeon.

As they neared the Slytherin dormitory, a hollow scream echoed through the castle, stopping both Harry and Snape in their tracks.

"Get your wand out Potter!" Snape said while drawing his own, running towards the dungeon exit.

"Why do we have to go?" Harry asked, running after Snape with his wand out. "Aren't we a bit far from it? It sounded like it came from higher than the ground floor!"

"Huffelpuff is stationed near the kitchens," Snape said while whipping the door to the ground floor open with his wand. "Ravenclaw and Gryffindor are in the towers, which means that as long as it is beneath the 3rd floor, Slytherin and Huffelpuff are closest. Furthermore, most of the school will now be attending to the Halloween feast, so we can safely assume that only a few have heard that scream."

The two ran up the stone stairs to the ground floor and stopped in the center of the entry hall, listening for any noise at all, which was hard, for as they left the dungeons, they could now hear the people who were enjoying the Halloween feast, which made hearing anything else except that nearly impossible.

"Yessss, it hassss been too long ssssince I lassst killed…" Harry's head whipped around. He hadn't heard the strange voice in his head for a long time. Then he suddenly realized that it had sounded different. And it came from above them.

"This way!" Harry called out, while running up another flight of stairs. He could hear Snape hastily following him. When Harry reached the first floor, the first thing he noticed was the water. Water was flowing down the corridor.

"It comes from that way." Snape said, already splashing through the water, with Harry at his heels.

When the two of them rounded a corner, they came face to face with, surprisingly, Weasley and Granger, who looked horrified, at something above them.

Harry looked, and saw Mrs. Norris, Filch's cat, hanging from the torch bracket. Above the cat, was something written in what very much looked like blood.

"The chamber of secrets has been opened. Enemies of the heir, beware."

Suddenly, Harry heard hundreds of people coming up the stairs. The feast had probably ended, and the students would likely be making for their dormitories now.

Harry eyed Weasley and Granger, who were still staring, horrified, at the hanging cat.

Students were now entering the corridor from both sides, and formed a circle around the message on the wall and the four people standing close to it.

"What is ta meaning af this?" Came the voice of Argus Filch, the janitor, who made his way through the crowd. He saw his cat hanging on the wall bracket, and his eyes, now furious, turned to Harry and Snape, who both looked at him with dark emotionless eyes. Filch's eyes then moved to Granger and Weasley.

"You are the ones responsible!" Filch cried madly while advancing on the two Gryffindors. "You have murdered my cat! I'll kill you!!"

"Argus!"

Professor Dumbledore had arrived on the scene, together with a number of other teachers. He swept past Harry and Snape, took Mrs. Norris from the wall, and examined her.

"Come with me please, Mr. Potter. You too Mr. Weasley and Miss Granger." Dumbledore said at last, and turned heel.

"Ah! Dumbledore!" Came the cheerful voice of Gilderoy Lockhart, who was trying not to wet his robes, and explicitly ignored the seemingly dead cat and the message on the wall. "My office is closest I think, feel free to use it if you wish."

"Thank you Gilderoy." Dumbledore replied with a slight nod of his head. "Lead on."

Dumbledore led Harry, Granger and Weasley to Gilderoy Lockhart's office, followed by Snape and McGonagall.

When they entered Gilderoy's office, they were met by the sound of tens of Gilderoy Lockharts, who all fled from their photographs when they saw the seemingly dead cat.

After a short examination, with Lockhart in the background giving suggestions of how the cat was killed, Dumbledore concluded that she was not dead, but merely petrified, which abruptly stopped Lockhart in midsentence.

Filch turned to Weasley and Granger, pointing at them with his bonelike fingers as if he were wielding a rapier.

"Common ya lot! Tell us how ta undo da curse you used an her!" He cried in triumph, probably already mentally preparing some nasty forms of torture in his dungeon.

"This couldn't possibly have been done by a 2nd year student Argus." Dumbledore interfered. "This is powerful dark magic."

"But they must've done it!" Filch said in utter disbelief. "Who else could've done such a thing?"

"We don't know yet Argus."

Dumbledore turned to Harry, Granger and Weasley. "You better go now."

Wordlessly, the three left the office of Lockhart, probably all three of them very much aware of all the eyes on them, including the ones of all the fake Lockharts on the wall.

As soon as the door had closed behind them, Weasley turned to Harry, drawing his wand.

"What did you do to Mrs. Norris Potter?" Weasley asked in an attempt to sound menacingly.

"Ron, don't!" Granger hissed. "You're going to get in so much trouble!"

"Never knew you were so fond of cats Weasley." Harry replied. "Sharing natural instincts with them?"

Weasley took another step towards Harry.

"Think we are intimidated by you when you aren't surrounded by your gang?"

"Try me." Harry taunted.

"Someone really ought to teach you a lesson!" Weasley growled. "Eat slugs!"

Unable to draw his wand in time, Harry lashed out with his bracer, catching the spell in mid-air, and sending it down a corridor on Harry's left, where the spell collided with a first year who had been hurrying to his dormitory.

"Ron! No!" Granger cried in desperation, drawing her wand as well.

Harry however, wasted no time. He drew his own wand, and pointed it at Weasley, who was blasted down the corridor by Harry's non-verbal impediment jinx.

Harry pointed his wand at Granger, who was about to try a spell of her own.

"Expelliarmus!"

Surprisingly, Harry felt his own wand fly from his wand. He looked at Granger, who was looking just as surprised as Harry, her wand still raised.

Harry turned.

"We couldn't help but notice that you were in a bit of a pinch," Fred Weasley said, holding Harry's wand. "So, we decided to give you a little help." George Weasley said, finishing his brothers sentence.

"Ah isn't this nice." Harry said sarcastically, eying the Weasleys up and down. "The Weasley clones."

"Now now!" Fred said "We were just about to help you."

"Yes!" George continued. "We could relocate your ears if you want!"

"Or your nose,"

"Or your eyes,"

"Or your chin!"

"Naah, that would be doing him a favor."

"How about multiplying his glasses?"

"Could do that."

"Let's do that!"

Concluding their discussion, the Weasley twins turned to Harry again, who looked past them in a bemused expression.

"Expelliarmus" cried three different voices.

The wands of the twins soared through the corridor.

The Weasley twins whipped around, only to find wands at their chins.

"Now now," Theodore Nott said, who had his wand pointed at Fred. "Going four on one? Not really fair is it?"

" Hardly." Draco Malfoy said in with a grin. He had his wand pointed at George and was now also holding Harry's wand.

Harry turned around. Crabbe and Goyle had pinned Weasley to the ground, while surprisingly, Blaise Zabini had disarmed Granger.

"Well George, it looks like we are surrounded." Fred Weasley said nonchalantly, completely unimpressed by the appearance of the five Slytherins.

"Sure does." George Weasley said absently. "Testing product 6a?"

"Taking a lefty?."

"Sure."

"Okay, shoot!"

Something what seemed to be a black clod fell from Fred Weasley's pocket, and suddenly the corridor was filled in a cloud of black smoke.

Harry heard people passing him, heard Draco trying an illumination spell, but it was all in vain. When the cloud had lifted, there was no sign of the Weasley twins. Crabbe and Goyle both leaned against the corridor wall wearing a bewildered expression, multiple kinds of fungi covering their faces. Nott, Draco and Blaise were simply looking around themselves trying to catch a glimpse of an escaping Gryffindor.

"Blast! We lost them." Nott growled, while Harry picked up his wand. "Filthy blood traitors!"

"How did you know where I was?" Harry asked the group in general.

It was Draco who answered however.

"Well, we knew you were studying with Snape, but when you weren't there after the Halloween feast, we figured something might've happened."

"So we searched the castle using your scrying spell." Nott continued. "Blaise caught us doing it and insisted that we teach him that spell, so we did."

"He can be very persuasive." Draco said with a wry smile.

"We saw you staring at this text on the wall, about this "chamber of secrets", and we followed you as you were led to Lockharts office." Blaise said.

"Yes," Draco said with a glare at Zabini. "and as soon as we saw Weasley draw his wand, we stopped the scrying and came to join in the fun."

"And Blaise just sort of tagged along." Nott said with a grin at Zabini.

"Apparently a good thing that we came." Draco said to Harry. "Four on one is a real challenge, even for you."

Harry bit back a comment stating that if he had had his glove on him, he could've taken them all out.

"We better get those two to the hospital wing." Harry said instead, pointing at Crabbe and Goyle, who were fingering the fungi growing from their faces. "We'll get those Gryffindors some other time."

The Slytherins left the corridor, which turned silent once again, except for the first year who was now vomiting slugs, abandoned by both Slytherins and Gryffindors.

A/N: Hello again dear readers. Nothing actually happened in this chapter, except for the message on the wall of course. Sorry for that, but I wanted a full chapter to write about the events after the message on the wall. Furthermore, I wanted to show you that Harry is not invincible. As I showed you in this chapter, he can take on multiple enemies at once, but he does not have any Spiderman-senses which allow him to sense people behind him. Also please tell me what you thought of my Weasley twins, for that actually got me stuck for a few minutes, trying to find the best way for them to talk/interact.

As always, read and review, and thank you for reading my story.

Arildun