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It's been days; I could not sleep without thinking about that scene. . .

"It's all your fault. . ." both of them spoke as their eyes glow red, starting right to my soul.

Their red glowing eyes were piercing right into my soul as if it's telling me to remember my memories.

"Y/N! There you are! I have to tell you something." My hand got snatch by someone, I looked up, and it was Harry.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"I know who got us in trouble last time and. . . I know Hermione told me not to say this to you because we think it's you but. . . Someone already opened the chamber of secrets before, in fact, in the past."

Well, I can't tell him that I opened the chamber. He's going to freak out.

"For real?"

"Yes!"

"Also, " he moved forward and whispered to my eyes "there's another attack, and it's Colin."

"No way. . ."

"Thanks a lot, Henry, thanks a lot. Because of you, I ran out of ink. Now how will I able to finish my damn homework."

My eyes widen, its Kayden and Henry. I grabbed Harry's hand and pulled him with me on the side, hiding away from them.

"I told you many times, I am sorry. I'll get you a new one." Henry groans and he held her hand.

Wait, hold up. What the heck?

"Get your filthy hands off mine you shit."

"Sorry."

"You had one job, one job! For heaven's sake. I told you to keep an eye on Y/N." Kayden shows her point finger sign of one to him.

"She said she had to go to the bathroom; I can't just go with her in!"

"That is bullshit; a gentleman would wait for the lady outside of the bathroom and escort her to the next class."

"Why are they even arguing?" I whispered as I lean closer, trying to hear them better.

"Y-Y/N, you're getting way too close to me," said Harry, I heard him swallowed his saliva.

"And?"

"Not going to lie, I am enjoying this." Harry smirk.

"We are twelve, shove off."

Both of us stared at each other. Harry chuckled "Sorry." he cheekily smiled.

"The fuck you two doing here."

We broke our eye contact and turned to the side; both Slytherin already has found us.

"Well hello Y/N and. . . bathroom." Kayden both hands are on her hips as both of them stared at us.

"Um. . . I can explain?"

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"What would you do if you got reborn or like turned back into a baby and got your memories erased?"

I asked them as all of us are in a circle in our(Kayden and I) room, eating snacks and food we got from the kitchen.

"Not sure though, that's kinda freaky," Henry said as he took a sip of his pumpkin juice.

"At least you didn't die." Kayden drink all her water and wipes her mouth.

"That's true, but any news about the chamber?" Easton asked.

Should I tell them? But what if they judge me?

"No, no news yet. But I bet Potter has one." Kayden spoke.

"But Y/N, Kayden. We won't get angry if it's you two." Ben smiled.

"What are you talking about?" I asked.

"You know, being the heir of Slytherin. We already talked about this, but please don't kill. It's okay if you petrified the muggle-borns but do not kill them. . . At least." Henry looked down to his feet.

Kayden and I looked we each other "Um. . . Okay?"

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A week later, me and the others were walking across the entrance hall when we saw a small knot of people gathered around the notice board, reading a piece of parchment that had just been pinned up. Seamus and Dean beckoned us over, looking excited.

"They're starting a Dueling Club!" said Seamus. "First meeting tonight! I wouldn't mind duelling lessons; they might come in handy one of these days..."

"What, you reckon Slytherin's monster can duel?" said Ron, but he, too, read the sign with interest.

"Of course we can, Weasley." they spun and saw us. Some of them moved away so we can look at the poster.

"Dueling club?"

"Can't you read?"

"Shut it, Easton." Henry rolled his eyes.

I smirked," do you think what I'm thinking?" I heard Kayden chuckled "yup."

It's time to embarrass the fraud.

"Could be useful," Ben said to us as we went into dinner. "Shall we go?"

"Yeah." I nodded.

The boys were all for it, so at eight o'clock that evening we hurried back to the Great Hall. The long dining tables had vanished, and a golden stage had appeared along one wall, lit by thousands of candles floating overhead. The ceiling was velvety black once more, and most of the school seemed to be packed beneath it, all carrying their wands and looking excited.

"I wonder who'll be teaching us?" We heard Hermione as we edged into the chattering crowd. "Someone told me Flitwick was a duelling champion when he was young - maybe it'll be him."

"I hope so." I said as we joined the trio, "As long as it's not -" Harry began. Still, he ended on a groan: Gilderoy Lockhart was walking onto the stage, resplendent in robes of deep plum and accompanied by none other than my uncle, Severus Snape, wearing his usual black.

Lockhart waved an arm for silence and called "Gather round, gather round! Can everyone see me? Can you all hear me? Excellent?"

"Now, Professor Dumbledore has granted me permission to start this little duelling club, to train you all in case you ever need to defend yourselves as I have done on countless occasions - for full details, see my published works."

"Well, that's a great night lads. I think it's time for bed, don't you think?" Kayden placed her hands to her pockets as we five started walking away.

"Yeah, let's go." Ben said.

"I thought it would be uncle Filius; I lost my interest." I sighed.

"Stop the five of you, and come here. Don't make me lose you points." said Uncle Severus.

"Yes, sir." We five spoke at the same time and went back to our places.

"Let me introduce my assistant, Professor Snape," said Lockhart, flashing a wide smile.

"Assistant? Is Snape the assistant? BOOOO" The twins booed.

"He tells me he knows a tiny little bit about duelling himself and has sportingly agreed to help me with a short demonstration before we begin. Now, I don't want any of you, youngsters, to worry - you'll still have your Potions master when I'm through with him, never fear!"

I went near to the stage and gave my uncle a signal; he kneels. "Is there chances that I can duel him? I'll be a good girl." I gave him those puppy eyes.

He stared at me and rolled his eyes " OK." he told me to go up with him in the stage.

"Since I am not good at duelling, I recommend Y/N. She got skills since Professor Flitwick had taught her. So it will be okay to duel with a professor."

He smirked, I looked down to the audience and saw my friends eyes sparkling and smirking.

"Brilliant." the four of them spoke.

"Uh. . . I am not sure about that b-but are you okay with it? Professor Snape?" Lockhart sweat.

"Of course, if I wasn't sure about this. I won't be recommending her."

"Th-that's right."

"Well? What are you waiting for? Let's start this." I grinned as I stepped forward, but uncle grabbed my shoulder.

"No, forbidden spells..."

"No, ava?"

"No ava."

"Aw, this sucks." I pouted as I got ready in my position.

Lockhart and I turned to face each other and bowed; at least, Lockhart did not like me though, with much twirling of his hands, whereas uncle jerked his head irritably. Then we raised our wands like swords in front of us.

"As you see, we are holding our wands in the accepted combative position," Lockhart told the silent crowd. "On the count of three, we will cast our first spells. Neither of us will be aiming to kill, of course."

"I wouldn't bet on that," I heard Harry murmured.

"One - two - three--"

Both of us swung our wands above our heads and pointed at each other opponent.

Without even sparing a second, I yelled. "Expelliarmus!" There was a dazzling flash of scarlet light and Lockhart was blasted off his feet: He flew backwards off the stage, smashed into the wall, and slid down it to sprawl on the floor.

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The Slytherins and some students in other houses cheered. Hermione was dancing on tiptoes. "Do you think he's all right?" she squealed through her fingers.

"Who cares?" Said Kayden clapped her hands as she cheers.

Lockhart was getting unsteadily to his feet. His hat had fallen off, and his wavy hair was standing on end.

"Well, there you have it! Great job, Miss Y/N." he said, tottering back onto the platform.

"Do not callme by my name; I'll kill you if you call me by my first name again."

"Ah, yes. I'm sorry, Miss Dumbledore."

"That was a Disarming Charm - as you see, I've lost my wand - ah, thank you, Miss Brown - yes, an excellent idea to show them that, miss Dumbledore, but if you don't mind my saying so, it was very obvious what you were about to do. If I had wanted to stop you, it would have been only too easy - however, I felt it would be instructive to let them see..."

Y/N was looking murderous, shaking from anger. Possibly Lockhart had noticed, because he said, "Demonstrating Enough! I'm going to come amongst you now and put you all into pairs. Professor Snape, if you'd like to help me."

Snape placed his hand to Y/N shoulder "You did great, also an excellent job for not saying the magic word to him, mostly right in front of everyone."

"Thank you, uncle. . ." Y/N went down the stage and straight to her friends.

"Perhaps it would be prudent first to teach the students to block unfriendly spells, Professor."

"An excellent suggestion, Professor Snape. Let's have a volunteer pair. Potter, Weasley, how about you?"

"Weasley's wand causes devastation with the simplest spells. We'll be sending Potter to the hospital wing in a matchbox. Might I suggest someone from my own house? Malfoy, perhaps." Draco and Harry eye each other malevolently as they take their places onstage. Grudgingly, they bow to each other.

"Scared Potter?"

"You wish."

They turn, walk ten paces, then whirl, wands poised.

"Wands at the ready! When I count to three, cast your charms to disarm your opponent, only to disarm. We don't want any accidents. One, two" Malfoy fires early, knocking Harry off his feet with A blast of white light. He jumps up, points his wand.

"Rictusempra!"

A jet of silver light hits Malfoy dead in the stomach. He doubles up, gasping.

"Who do you think will win?" Y/N spun around looked behind her, and it was Oliver.

"Hey" Y/N smiled then turned her attention to the duel "not sure, but it depends which spell they would use." She placed her hand to her chin.

"I said disarm only!"

"Serpensortia!" To Harry's horror, the tip of Malfoy's wand explodes, and a long black snake slithers forth. Snape smiles with amusement.

"This kid–"

"Don't move, Potter. I'll get rid of it for you." Snape said as he took his wand.

"Allow me!" Lockhart flicks his wand. Bang! The snake flies into the air, hisses in rage and slithers straight towards Justin Finch-Fletchley. As students scream, Harry oddly calm -- approaches the snake. It rises, fangs exposed, poised to strike Justin.

"Leave him." Harry spoke in parseltongue.

"Stop and leave him alone." Y/N spoke along as she moved forward to the snake.

"If you move, I'll fry you up." Y/N continued eyes glow red as she took her wand out and pointed at the snake without taking her eyes off from the animal.

"Alright that's it, you coming with me."Kayden spoke in parseltongue along and snatched the snake with one hand.

"Wh-what are you three playing at!? Y/N?!" Terrified, Justin backs away. Confused, Harry eyes the faces around him. Malfoy looks shocked. Seamus and Neville's eyes glitter with fear. Ginny bolts the room.

"Knight." Snape looked down at the Slytherin kids.

"Got it."

"Move." Everyone moved aways as Kayden Knight left the place with the snake on her hand struggle due to the tight grip she's giving the snake.

"Everyone... Leave." said Y/N spoke as her what was hanging low, her eyes are not coming back to its colour, and Severus Snape noticed it also.

"Miss Dumbledore, are you alright-" Lockhart moved towards her and was about to put his hand on her shoulder.

"I. Said. Leave." She looked up to him as he moved back, terrified.

A loud bang came, and it was Dumbledore, and other professors "EVERYONE GO BACK TO YOUR DORMS." Dumbledore yelled.

Y/N wobbled trying to straighten her balance, however, and fell. Hands-on her eyes are covering them.

"Y/N–"

That's all she heard, as she came back to the memories that kept her awake all days.