Isabelle's POV
"I think the Slytherin's Common Room is this way." Harry pointed out.
Ron and I nodded.
We followed Harry until Percy saw us.
"Excuse me."
"What are you---" Harry nudged him.
"I mean, what are you doing down here?'' he asked Percy in a different voice.
"I, happen to be a school prefect. You, on the other hand have no business wandering the corridors at this time of night. What's your names again?" Percy said.
We were about to say our names until.....
"Crabbe, Goyle, Pansy! Where have you three been?" It was Draco Malfoy.
Oh god! I have to do this act.
"Dracy!!!" I squealed as I hugged his arm.
He suddenly shoved me off. "Get off!"
Then he turned to Harry and Ron.
"You were pigging out in the Great Hall all this time?"
Harry and Ron nodded.
"Why are you wearing glasses?" Draco asked Harry.
"Oh...um..reading." Harry replied, taking his glasses off.
"Really?" Draco said.
Harry nod his head.
"I didn't know you could read."
Then Draco turned to Percy.
"And what are you doing down here, Weasely?"
"Mind your attitude, Malfoy." Percy said.
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We followed Malfoy to the Common Room. When we got there, he sat down.
"Well, sit down." he said.
We sat down across from him.
While I went to Draco....MAN! I HATE THIS!
I started to play with his soft blonde hair. Wait...did I just said that his hair is soft?
"Stop it, Pansy." he sneered at me.
And I stopped.
"You've never known the Weasely's were pure-bloods. The way they behave. They're an embarrassment to the wizarding world. All of them." he said.
I looked over at Ron and saw him clenching his fist.
"What's wrong with you, Crabbe?" Malfoy asked.
Harry nudged him to answer.
"Stomach Ache." said Ron.
"You know, I'm surprised the Daily Prophet hasn't done a report on all these attacks. I suppose Dumbledore is trying to hush it all up. Father always said that Dumbledore was the worst thing that could ever happen to this place." Malfoy said.
"You're wrong!" Harry blurt it out.
Malfoy seems shocked about that.
I gave gave Harry the worried look. Hoping we won't get caught.
Malfoy slowly stood up.
"What? You think there's someone here who is worse than Dumbledore? Well, do you?" he asked.
Harry looked at me, giving me the look.
I gave him a look and I started to point at him.
"Harry Potter." Harry replied.
Ron nodded rapidly.
And Malfoy suddenly smirked.
"Good one, Goyle. You're absolutely right. Saint Potter. And people actually think he's the heir of Slytherin." he said.
"But about Isabelle Lee?" Harry asked.
Good one, Harry. I thought.
"Why her? She's too innocent and I thought you like her, Goyle." Malfoy said.
"Huh? When did I said that?" Harry asked.
"Well---nevermind." Malfoy said.
EH?! First he was a git and now he's acting all soft? I thought.
"Pfft! Why do we always add Lee into this conversation? She's nothing but a little attention whore." I said, acting like Pansy.
I think I was a little harsh on myself. I thought.
Malfoy turned to me and glared.
"Never talk about Belle that way!"
I gulped at that. But it's acting. To me, was quite shocking.
"But, you must something behind it all." Harry said, changing the subject.
Malfoy turned back and looked at him.
What a relief. I thought.
"You know I don't, Goyle. I told you yesterday. How many times do I have to tell you?" he said.
Malfoy picked up a box and shook it.
"Is this yours?" he asked.
Harry shook his head. With that, Malfoy put the little box in his pocket.
"But my father dad say this. It's been 50 years since the chamber was opened. He wouldn't tell me who opened it. Only that they were expelled. The last time the Chamber Of Secrets has opened, a Mudblood died. So it's only a matter of time before another is killed this time. As for me, I hope its Granger." he said.
Ron got up, but Harry and I stopped him.
"What's the matter with you three? You're acting very...odd." said Malfoy.
"It's his stomach ache." Harry replied.
We both turned to Ron.
"Calm down."
I turned to Malfoy and started to stare at him. When suddenly, he pulled out the lost crystal flower that I lost last year on the train.
"Where did you get that?" I asked.
"None of your business, Pansy." he replied.
I glared at him for some reason. I mean, that's my favorite crystal flower.
"S-Scar." I heard Ron whispered.
"Hair." Harry whispered.
And I know that signal. I felt my hair grew a little longer.
We looked at each other and ran off.
"Hey! Where are you two going?" Malfoy asked us.
We ignored him.
~Back to the Girls Bathroom~
"That was close." I said.
"Way too close." Ron said.
"Hermione, Come out. We've got loads to tell you." said Harry.
"Go away." Hermione said.
Then Myrtle came out of the stall.
"Ohhhh, wait till you see. It's awful." she said.
"Hermione." I said. I opened the stall door.
"Do you remember me telling you the Ployjuice Potion was only human transformations. It was Cat Hair I pulled off of Millicent Boltstrode's robes." Hermione said. She turned around.
My eyes widen at that. She's a cat. I thought.
"Look at me face." she said.
"Look at your tail." Ron said. I sighed and smack him in the head.
"Ow! Belle!" he exclaimed.
"What? There was a fly in your head." I joked.
Ron rolled his eyes.
"Oh, by the way, how did you dealt with Parkinson?" Harry asked.
"Later. Hermione's more important. Let's get her to the Hospital Wing." I replied.