Chapter 7.
- [In the library, Hermione pulls a book titled "Most Potente Potions" off the shelf, then walks a few rows to where Harry and Ron are.]
- Hermione: Here it is, the Polyjuice Potion. [reads from the book] "Properly brewed, the Polyjuice Potion allows the drinker to transform himself temporarily into the physical form of another."
- Ron: You mean, if Harry and I drink that stuff, we'll turn into Crabbe and Goyle?
Severus blinked. "That's...smart."
- Hermione: Yes.
- Ron: [he and Harry exchange grins] Wicked. Malfoy will tell us anything.
- Hermione: [smiles slightly at their motivation] Exactly, but it's tricky. [glancing at the book again] I've never seen a more complicated potion.
- Harry: Well, how long will it take to make?
- Hermione: [looking up at Harry] A month.
- Harry: A month?! But, Hermione... if Malfoy is the Heir of Slytherin, he could attack half the Muggle-borns in the school by then!
- Hermione: I know, but it's the only plan we've got.
James nodded. "True, it's their only option."
[The screen fads from Hermione's face to the quidditch pitch. The cheering of a crowd can be heard.]
"It's quidditch time baby!" Sirius cheers.
[The match is between Slytherin and Gryffindor. Players flying around the pitch faster than the eye can track. A Slytherin tries to hit it into the ring, however, a Gryffindor deflects and its now Gryffindor possession. The Gryffindor holds the ball and flies around until a Slytherin hits the ball out of her hands. It's back to Slytherin possession.]
At this point, the Quidditch players are invested. James, Sirius, and Marlene were rooting for Gryffindor, whilst Narcissa and Regulus were rooting for Slytherin.
[The Slytherin flies around a Gryffindor, who chases him, but looses him. This person gets closer to the camera and Harry is shown riding on a broomstick. Slytherin scores.]
"Woo!" Regulus and Narcissa cheered. James, Sirius, and Marlene however, looked upset.
"Illegal contact!" James claimed, pointing at the screen.
Lee Jordon: Another goal for Slytherin! [As he adds another point to Slytherin's tally, we see the game is 30-90.]
Another cheer is let loose by the Slytherins.
Lee: They lead Gryffindor 90 to 30.
Slytherin boy: Yeah! Yeah! [The Slytherins all take a lap around the pitch. One tried to swat at Harry's head. He flies higher to get a better view of the pitch. Draco flies next to him.
Draco: All right there, Scarhead?
Regulus rolled his eyes. "Him, the heir of Slytherin? He who can't even make a good insult, or focus on the game."
[Harry looked back at the game and the ball almost hit him in the face.]
Oliver: Watch yourself, Harry.
Harry: Wood, look out! [The ball comes back and hits Wood, breaking his broomstick. Harry dodges it, but it comes back up again. Soon Harry is trying to avoid the ball, however it is following him no matter what he does.]
"Okay, I know I don't know much about Quidditch, but that doesn't happen often, does it?" Remus asked. Sirius shook his head.
"Its not supposed to happen."
Hagrid: Blimey! Harry's got himself a rogue Bludger. That's been tampered with, that has.
Lily sighed and put her head in her hands.
"Of course it has." She mumbled.
Ron: I'll stop it.
Hermione: No. Even with a proper wand, it's too risky. You could hit Harry. [The camera pans back to Harry, who is dodging the rogue ball. Draco smirks, pleased.]
This time it was Narcissa's turn to put her head in her hands. "Oh, Merlin it was him wasn't it? I have the worst son ever."
[Harry goes full force towards the wall, and swerves up at the last moment. Finally, he has lost the ball. Harry flies back up and glares at Draco.]
Draco: Training for the ballet, Potter?
[Harry sees the snitch, flying right next to Draco's face.]
[The ball comes back and almost hits Harry, who ducks, and Draco, who also ducks. Both Harry and Draco now see the snitch, and both are flying towards it. Draco shoved Harry and gained an edge.]
"OI PHYSICAL CONTACT!!" James yelled. "WHERE'S THE WHISTLE?!"
[Both Harry and Draco now go under the pitch, reaching for the snitch. However, it is shown that the bewitched ball is heading towards them. Harry notices this, and barely avoids a wooden plank. Draco is within arms length, however just misses it.]
Draco: You'll never catch me, Potter!
Regulus shook his head. "Merlin, I'm this close to loosing it."
[Harry is just behind him, however, so is the ball. Harry is able to pass Draco, and the rogue ball is now behind him. He shoves Harry again, attempting to regain the lead. Both boys are neck and neck at this point. The ball somehow got ahead of them, and is now heading straight back. Harry is able to duck underneath it, and Draco is able to dodge it. However, Draco wasn't paying attention to what was ahead of him, hits a wooden plank, and flies off his broom. Draco is left stunned. Harry is now in arms distance, and his reaching for the snitch. However, out of nowhere, the ball hurls itself at his arm, hitting it.]
"OI!"
"COME ON!"
[Harry is sent spinning however, he is still very close to the snitch. He reaches out one last time, and catches it. He falls to the ground.]
"WOO!"
"YEAH!
"GRYFFINDOR WINS BABY!"
Lee: Harry Potter has caught the snitch! Gryffindor wins! [Harry is grinning at the snitch in is hands, however his happiness is short lived as the rogue ball flies straight at him.]
"OH MY GOD!" Lily shrieked.
[Harry dodges it again. The ball comes down for one final hit, but before it can, Hermione appears.]
Hermione: Finite Incantato!
James breathed a sigh of relief. "Merlin, what would they do without her?"
[The ball blows up. Ron, Hermione, and Hagrid rush towards him.]
Hermione: Are you okay?
Harry: No. I think... I think my arm's broken.
Lockhart: Not to worry Harry, I will fix that arm of yours straight away.
Harry: Not you.
Lockhart: Poor boy, he doesn't know what he's saying. Now this...won't hurt a bit. [Lockhart takes out his wand and points it at Harry's arm.]
"Oh, no." James cried, and covered his eyes.
Lockhart: Brackium Emendo! [A burst of light appears from his wand. Lockhart picks up Harry's arm, and it bends.]
"Eww." Peter shuddered. Frank pinched his nose.
"What an idiot."
Lockhart: Yes, well...that can sometimes happen, but the point is...[he bends Harry's hand back towards his arm. Harry's eyes widen.] you can no longer feel any pain. And very clearly the bones are not broken.
Hagrid: Broken? There's no bones left! [Harry's arm snaps back forward, gaining more ews.]
Lockhart: Much more flexible, though.
[The scene cuts to the med bay, where Malfoy is moaning, surroned by Crabbe, Goyle, and some other Slytherin members.]
Narcissa looked utterly disappointed. "He's not even a good seeker." She stated, disbelieving. Regulus rubbed her back consolably.
"No," He replied. "he's really not."
[Madam Pomfrey strides in through the doors.]
Pomfrey: On, Mr. Malfoy, stop making such a fuss. You can go. Out of my way, out of my way! Should have been brought straight to me. I can mend bones in a heartbeat but growing them back?
Hermione: You will be able to, won't you?
Pomfrey: Oh, I'll be able to, certainly, but it will be very painful.
James ran a hand through his hair. "Fantastic." He muttered.
Pomfrey: You're in for a rough night, Potter. [She hands Harry a drink.] Regrowing bones is a nasty business. [Harry drinks it, and spits it out.] Well what do you expect? Pumpkin juice?
[The scene changes and it is now nighttime. The med bay is covered in darkness like a thick blanket.]
Ominous voice: Kill. Kill.
Mary looked stricken. "It's returned?"
[Harry opens his eyes. He sits up, looking for the owner of the voice.]
Ominous voice: Time to kill. [Harry put his glasses on. He looks around the ceiling, and lowers his gaze to find Dobby.]
Dobby: Hello!
"Jesus Christ!" Remus shouted, shuddering. Sirius laughed.
Harry: Dobby?
Dobby: Harry Potter should have listened to Dobby. Harry Potter should've gone back home.
"Hang on," Regulus started. "does that mean Dobby knew what was going to happen to Harry? If so..."
"-Then Lucius is the one trying to hurt Harry!" Sirius finished. Narcissa shook her head.
"No. No! Lucius might be on the side of the of the Dark Lord, but that doesn't mean he'd hurt a child!" She stated.
"I'm sorry, but that's what the evidence points to." Andromeda said, looking with pity at Narcissa.
"No." She denied. "Let's continue watching, and let's see that I am right."
Dobby: -when he missed the train!
Harry: It was you.
Sirius rolled his eyes. "I knew Dobby sucked!"
Harry: You stopped the barrier from letting me and Ron through.
Dobby: Indeed. Yes, sir.
Harry: You nearly got Ron and me expelled.
Dobby: At least you would be away from here. Harry Potter must go home. Dobby thought his bludger would be enough to make Harry Potter see that-
"It was Dobby?!" James said incredulously. "And here I was thinking it was Malfoy."
Harry: Your bludger? You made that bludger chase after me?
Dobby: Dobby feels most aggrieved, sir. Dobby had to iron his hands.
Harry: You'd better clear off before my bones come back, Dobby, or I might strangle you. [Dobby gasped and jumped off the bed. Harry sits up further in bed and tries to stand up.]
Dobby: Dobby is used to death threats, sir. Dobby gets them five times a day at home.
Regulus glared at Narcissa, who tinted pink.
Harry: I don't suppose you could tell me why you're trying to kill me?
Dobby: Not kill you sir, never kill you. Dobby remembers how it was before Harry Potter triumphed over He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. We house-elfs were treated like vermin, sir. Of course, Dobby is still treated like vermin. [Dobby starts sobbing.]
Harry: Why do you wear that thing, Dobby?
Dobby: This, sir? It is a mark of the house-elf's enslavement. Dobby could only be freed if his master presents him with clothes. [There's a bang in the distance and Dobby jumps on the bed.] Listen...listen! Terrible things are about to happen at Hogwarts. Harry Potter must not stay here now that history is to repeat itself.
"History repeat itself?" Remus asked. "What the hell does that mean?"
Harry: Repeat itself? You mean this has happened before?
Dobby: I shouldn't have said that. [Dobby grabbed a bottle and started hitting himself in the head with it.] Bad Dobby!
Harry: Dobby, stop it. Stop it. [Harry grabbed the bottle.] Stop it, Dobby! [Harry grabbed Dobby's shirt.] Tell me, Dobby. When did this happen before? Who's doing it now?
Dobby: Dobby cannot say, sir. Dobby only wants Harry Potter to be safe.
Harry: No Dobby. Tell me. Who is it? [There is a sound of a door opening and Dobby disappeared. Harry rushes into bed as he sees shadows come into view.]
Pomfrey: Put him here. [A boy is carried into the med bay.] What happened?
Lily gasped. "No."
Dumbledore: There's been another attack.
McGonagall: I think...I think he's been petrified, Madam Pomfrey. Perhaps he managed to take a picture of his attacker.
Remus cringed. "Oh, no. It's Colin, isn't it?" Everyone winced.
"I know he was sort of annoying, but he didn't deserve this!" James declared.
[The boy's face is shown, and its Colin Creevey. Dumbledore takes the camera, and tries to look inside. However, it is blown up before he can.]
McGonagall: What does this mean, Albus?
Dumbledore: It means that our students are in great danger.
McGonagall: What should I tell the staff?
Dumbledore: The truth. Tell them Hogwarts is no longer safe. It is as we feared, Minerva. The Chamber of Secrets has indeed been opened again. [Harry's eyes widened.]
"So, there can be multiple heirs of Slytherin?" Marlene asked.
"No, I don't think so. I think there's one." Regulus answered. Sirius narrowed his eyes at him.
"During two different time periods? I don't think so." He responded. Narcissa, however, caught a look in Regulus's eye.
"Care to share your idea with the group?" She asked. Regulus shook his head.
"If I'm wrong, I don't want to cause needless panic."
"And if you're right?" Narcissa questioned. Regulus sighed.
"Harry is going to have a rough time."