• Dangerous to dream •

• Part 36 - Floating cakes •

I made my way to the great hall finding Crabbe and Goyle talking to that ugly know it all Weasly.

"Crabbe, Goyle...where have you been? Pigging out in the great hall all this time?"

I turned to see Crabbe wearing stupid specks that looked like Pottah's...

"Why are you wearing glasses?"

"Ahh...umm...reading"

He took the glasses off and put them into his robe pocket.

"Reading? I didn't know you could read..."

I turned to the filthy Griffindor.

"And what are you doing here Weasly?"

"Mind your attitude Malfoy"

How dare he say my name like that...I scowled at him.

Worthless blood traitor.

I turned away and went to the common rooms...when we appeared it was empty, Lydia must have went to Vaicey and Blaise must have went to his dorm.

I jumped onto the velvet green armchair while Crabbe and Goyle sat in front of me on the leather couches.

I was still pissed off by the attidude that Weasly given me.

"You'd never know the Weaslys were purebloods...the way they behave, they are an embarrassment to the wizarding world...all of them"

Crabbes face screwed up.

"What's wrong with you Crabbe?"

Goyle nudged him...something was weird about these two tonight.

"S-stomach ache"

No wonder after all the food they eat.

"You know...I'm surprised hasn't done a report on all these attacks...I suppose Dumbledore is trying to hush it all up...father always did say that Dumbledore was the worst thing that happened to this place"

"You're wrong!"

I turned to Goyle...

I stood up and got real close to him...

"What?! You think there's someone here that's worse than Dumbledore?! Well?! Do you?!"

Crabbe shook his chubby face.

"Harry Potter?"

Well he's smarter than he seems...maybe he does have a brain...

"Good one Goyle, you're absolutely right, and people actually think that he's the heir of Slytherin?!"

"Well then you must have some idea who's behind all the attacks?"

If this were really Goyle surly he'd know this as Lydia told us the previous night...but no way was this Harry and Ron...but still...I can't say anything...

"You know I don't! How many times do I have to tell you?"

I took a small gift box from the table and shook it to hear what's inside.

"Is this yours?"

He shook his head.

I then shoved it into my pocket, finders keepers.

"But my father did say this, it's been fifty years since the chambers been opened...he wouldn't tell me who opened it, only that they were expelled...and the last time the chamber of secrets were opened...a mudblood died...so it's only a matter of time before one of them get killed this time, as for me...I hope it's granger"

Crabbe then abruptly stood up and rushed towards me angrily...Goyle held him back...

"What's the matter with you two?! You're acting very...odd"

"It's his...stomach ache..."

I decided not to think much about it and started to open the small box.

I took out what seemed to be a small locket...I opened it up to see...merlins sake it was pug faced Pansy and a picture of what seemed to be the back of my head...she was so weird.

Suddenly Crabbe and Goyle sprinted out of the common room...

"Hey?! Where are you two going?!"

They really were annoying sometimes.