It was quidditch time. The quartet was eating breakfast when Rosalyn heard it...

Come to me... Let me kill you... Let me kill you...

Rosalyn winced and Hermione asked in a hushed tone. "Is it that voice?"

"Yeah, it's like it's in the walls, or the-"

But Hermione had jumped up, suddenly distracted by something different, Rosalyn asked. "Mione?"

Hermione said, "I have to- I just thought- Maybe- I have to go to the library- It'll be there- see you!" And she walked off.

"I hate it when she does that!" Ron said, but there was no time to argue, because Rosalyn and Harry had to go and get changed into their quidditch robes for the match.

Once they were changed and the school was down at the stands, Rosalyn and Harry met the team and they walked through the stands, Oliver talking tactics.

"Alright, listen up! We play our game Hufflepuff doesn't stand a chance, we're stronger, quicker and smarter."

"Not to mention they're terrified that Rosie will petrify them if they go anywhere near her."

"That to," Wood sighed.

But then McGonagall came through the stands with a piece of paper in her hand. "Professor McGonagall," Wood said. Then they were met with more bad news, and it just kept on coming.

"This match has been cancelled."

"You can't cancel quidditch!" Wood looked as if canceling it was as ordinary as going to the moon every day.

"Silence, Wood," McGonagall ordered. "Now, you and your team should go to Gryffindor Tower immediately." She stopped Harry and Rosalyn, however, "Mr and Miss Potter, we shall find Mr Weasley, there's something you all need to see."

Rosalyn knew it was bad news. It never was good in this situation, especially when the quidditch match had just been cancelled. They found Ron in the stands and went to- the hospital wing. It was definitely bad news.

"I warn you, this might be a bit of a shock," McGonagall said, leading them down the wing, Rosalyn knew what was going to happen, but she didn't want it to. She had been dreading this ever since she found out the heir of Slytherin attacked muggle borns.

Hermione was lying on a bed, a hand in front of her face as if she had been holding something.

"Hermione," Ron was in shock.

"She was found near the library," McGonagall answered their unasked question. "She had this," she held up a hand mirror. "Does it mean anything to any of you?"

They all shook their heads.

Rosalyn sadly touched Hermione's cold hand, looking at the mirror and thinking. But she didn't know what was going on, as much as she wanted to.

They were escorted to Gryffindor common room by McGonagall, and the three of them sat down in front of the fire as they were all cold, and listened to McGonagall.

"Can I have your attention, please? Because of recent events, these new rules will be put into effect, immediately, " she read from the parchment. "All students will return to their house common rooms by six o'clock every evening. All students will be escorted to each lesson by a teacher. No exceptions." Her face softened, she was feeling sorry for her students. "I should tell you, that unless the culprit behind these attacks is caught, it is likely that the school will be closed."

Then she left without another word, leaving all the students scared, worried and none the wiser.

Rosie sighed and turned to Ron and Harry. "We've got to talk to Hagrid. I can't believe it's him, but if he did set the monster loose last time, he'll know how to get inside the chamber, and that's a start."

"But you heard McGonagall!" Harry said.

"Yeah, we're not allowed to leave the tower except for class!" Ron added.

Rosalyn had a twinkle of mischief in her eye and a slight smirk on her face. "I think it's time to get our dad's old cloak out again."

They ran down to Hagrid's in the cloak, worried for him more than anyone could imagine. They reached his oak door and Rosalyn knocked.

They heard Hagrid say, from inside. "Who's there, hello?"

He opened the door and was confused about who had knocked. He was also holing a crossbow. Rosalyn removed the cloak from them so he could see them.

"What's that for?" Asked Rosalyn, referring to the weapon in Hagrid's hands.

"Oh that, I- I was expectin', umm- doesn't matter. Anyway, come in, I jus' made a cup o' tea."

Hagrid led them inside and picked up the kettle, filling a teacup so that it overflowed. "Hagrid, are you okay?" Rosalyn was concerned for her giant friend.

"Me? Oh, I'm- I'm fine."

"Did you hear about Hermione?" Harry asked.

"Oh yeah, I heard abou' that alrigh'."

"Look, listen, we have to ask you something," Rosalyn paused, yes, she had prepared for this, but if he hadn't done it, it was accusing him outright, so she went for the less direct approach. "Do you know who's opened the chamber of secrets?"

Hagrid sighed. "What you have to understand abou' that is-"

There was a tap on the door and Hagrid said hastily. "The cloak, put the cloak on now!"

Rosalyn chucked it over all of them and then they backed into a corner. Because even if the cloak prevented you from being seen, you could be heard and felt if the people who wanted to find you came near enough.

As of this, they heard the whole conversation as Hagrid opened the door.

"Professor Dumbledore, Minister!"

"Good evening, Hagrid, do you mind if we-"

"O' course, o' course! Come in!"

As he led them inside, Rosalyn saw Dumbledore, same as always with his white beard and twinkling eyes, and another man, one with black robes and a bowler hat. Ron said to the other two in a whisper. "That's dad's boss! Cornelius Fudge! Minister for Magic!"

The Minister spoke at that very moment. "Bad business, Hagrid, very bad business, had to calm three attacks on muggle borns, things have got far enough the Ministry's got to act."

"B-b-but I never!" Hagrid stumbled in his words. "P-Professor you know I never!"

"I want it understood, Cornelius," Dumbledore said softly. "That Hagrid has my full confidence."

Cornelius Fudge had immediately got on the wrong side of Rosalyn, wanting to imprison Hagrid, so when he acted sorry for the giant she didn't believe a word. "Professor, Hagrid's record is against him, I've got to take him."

"Take me? Take me where? Not Azkaban prison!"

Rosalyn looked at Harry and Ron, and Ron hissed to Harry. "Azkaban is our prison, foolproof for escapes!"

"I'm afraid we have no choice, Hagrid..."

Just then the door opened and revealed Lucius Malfoy. He looked more disgusting than ever, and Rosalyn was filled with even more hatred.

"Already here, Fudge? Excellent..."

"What're you doin' 'ere?" Hagrid told the idiot. "Get outta my house!"

"Believe me," Lucius Malfoy said, a sneer laced in his voice. "I take absolutely no pleasure in being inside your-" he walked towards the unseen trio and they backed away, but he stopped to examine Hagrid's living quarters, as if it was any of his business anyway "-Goodness you call this a house?"

Rosalyn wanted to punch him just like she had his son.

He continued promptly. "No. I simply called at the school and was told the headmaster was here."

"Now what exactly is it that you, want with me?" Dumbledore asked nicely, but with an edge.

Malfoy answered curtly. "The other governors and I have decided it is time for you to step aside." Hagrid gasped and Dumbledore looked politely incredulous, Malfoy held up a roll of parchment. "This is an order of suspension, you will find all twelve signatures on there." He handed the parchment to Dumbledore and he took it. "I'm afraid we feel you've... lost your touch. And what with all these attacks, why, there'll be no muggle borns left at Hogwarts, and one can only imagine what an awful loss that would be..."

"Yeah, and he totally thinks that," Rosalyn hissed, outraged, to Harry and Ron.

"You can't take Dumbledore away!" Hagrid protested. "Take him away and the muggle borns won't stand a chance! Mark my words there'll be killins' next!"

"You think so..." Malfoy purred, Rosalyn bit her tongue hard to stop herself from shouting out.

"Calm yourself, Hagrid," Dumbledore was, in Rosalyn's opinion, way to calm to be in a situation that was suspension. "If the governors desire my, removal, then I will, of course, step aside."

He stepped towards Lucius, almost challenging him. "However, you will find, that help will always be given at Hogwarts to those who ask for it."

Lucius slowly turned round, his eyes flitting towards where Rosalyn, Harry and Ron were stood, but he turned back quickly and went back to verbally abusing Dumbledore. "Admirable sentiments... shall we?"

He opened the door and motioned for Dumbledore to follow him. Rosalyn swore, for a second, that she saw Dumbledore wink at her, could he see under invisibility cloaks?

He and Lucius left and now only Fudge and Hagrid remained, Fudge said. "Come along," to Hagrid.

But Hagrid seemed reluctant to leave, he cleared his throat and said. "Well - erm - if anyone was looking for some stuff, then all they'd have to do would be to follow the spiders, tha's right, follow the spiders." Fudge looked at him as if he was mad, but the three under the cloak knew exactly what was happening. Hagrid was giving them a clue. "Yup, that'll lead 'em right, okay, I'll come now..." Fudge followed him, Hagrid saying along the way. "And someone'll have to feed Fang when I'm away..."

Once everyone was out and they're ere alone in the cabin, Rosalyn took the cloak off.

Ron said. "Hagrid's right, with Dumbledore gone, there'll be an attack a day!"

But Rosalyn said. "Look..." and pointed to a line of spiders going out the window. Harry and Ron followed her gaze and they all knew that these were the spiders they had to follow.

Harry and Rosalyn walked towards the door, Rosalyn said. "Ron, if you're too scared to join this-"

"I'm fine!" Said Ron a little too loudly, but Rosalyn just laughed, works every time.

She took a lantern off the wall and lit it, Harry told Fang to come and the four of them set off. They went out the door and Rosalyn saw the spiders skuttling down the other side of the brick. They headed into the Forbidden Forest. Rosalyn swallowed.

"Come on!"

"What?" Ron was shaking.

"You heard what Hagrid said, 'Follow the spiders!' "

"But they're headed to the Dark Forest!"

Rosalyn looked at Ron, then Harry, then hiked over the pumpkin patch to the forest. Ron was mumbling-wailing under his breath behind her.

"Why spiders? Why couldn't it be follow the butterflies?"