Harry Potter and Ron Weasley walked down the corridor of Hogwarts, after
their Transfiguration lesson. They talked away happily, and were soon met
by Hermione Granger.
"There you two are," she said, out of breath.
"What, are we supposed to be somewhere else?" asked Ron, and Hermione glared at him.
"I've got great news!" she said, ignoring Ron. "We've got a Charms exam coming up! I do hope it's more difficult than the last one. "That one felt too easy - like there was some trick to it that we had to guess at. I had the most dreadful feeling that I wasn't doing all I was supposed to. And, you know, I think it will be harder. So I do hope you two will do plenty of studying before next week Thursday - that's the day of the test, you see - because there will be no shortcuts, this time.I can promise you that."
She paused to catch her breath. Harry and Ron exchanged looks.
Hermione began again, but suddenly remembered she had a class to get to. Harry and Ron stood, staring after her, for a moment; the silence was then broken by Harry.
"Why didn't you tell her the exam was this week?"
"Could you get a word in, edgewise?" asked Ron, turning to Harry with raised eyebrows.
Harry laughed and shook his head; there was a sudden 'clunk' within Proffesor McGonagall's office. Mrs. Norris came running out, and skidded down the hall.
"Stupid cat.let's get out of here, before Filch thinks it was us!" said Ron, turning to run.
"No, wait," said Harry, coming closer to the office door, which was ajar. There was a strange sound from within, like sand trickling somewhere. He cautiously pushed the door open; in the middle of the room, beside a shelf, was an hourglass, with a golden chain around one end. It's sands slowly settled, and then there was silence.
Harry looked back at Ron, and Ron shrugged. They slowly walked over to the hourglass, and Harry picked it up. "It looks almost like the hourglass Hermione had, in third year," said Ron. "What's that say? -
"If you think you made a small mistake, That you regret, in recent years, This hourglass is just the thing To ward off all your fears.
"Just turn it over, once or twice, To travel back to then. And when you err, just pick it up; And repeat, to return, again."
He was reading off a small, golden plaque that sat on the bottom of the hourglass. "Sounds good to me," he said, with a grin.
"Ron - we can't - " Harry began. But Ron took the hourglass, and began turning it over.
"Ron!" cried Harry, in alarm; he grabbed Ron's arm, and they both disappeared.
END OF PART ONE
"There you two are," she said, out of breath.
"What, are we supposed to be somewhere else?" asked Ron, and Hermione glared at him.
"I've got great news!" she said, ignoring Ron. "We've got a Charms exam coming up! I do hope it's more difficult than the last one. "That one felt too easy - like there was some trick to it that we had to guess at. I had the most dreadful feeling that I wasn't doing all I was supposed to. And, you know, I think it will be harder. So I do hope you two will do plenty of studying before next week Thursday - that's the day of the test, you see - because there will be no shortcuts, this time.I can promise you that."
She paused to catch her breath. Harry and Ron exchanged looks.
Hermione began again, but suddenly remembered she had a class to get to. Harry and Ron stood, staring after her, for a moment; the silence was then broken by Harry.
"Why didn't you tell her the exam was this week?"
"Could you get a word in, edgewise?" asked Ron, turning to Harry with raised eyebrows.
Harry laughed and shook his head; there was a sudden 'clunk' within Proffesor McGonagall's office. Mrs. Norris came running out, and skidded down the hall.
"Stupid cat.let's get out of here, before Filch thinks it was us!" said Ron, turning to run.
"No, wait," said Harry, coming closer to the office door, which was ajar. There was a strange sound from within, like sand trickling somewhere. He cautiously pushed the door open; in the middle of the room, beside a shelf, was an hourglass, with a golden chain around one end. It's sands slowly settled, and then there was silence.
Harry looked back at Ron, and Ron shrugged. They slowly walked over to the hourglass, and Harry picked it up. "It looks almost like the hourglass Hermione had, in third year," said Ron. "What's that say? -
"If you think you made a small mistake, That you regret, in recent years, This hourglass is just the thing To ward off all your fears.
"Just turn it over, once or twice, To travel back to then. And when you err, just pick it up; And repeat, to return, again."
He was reading off a small, golden plaque that sat on the bottom of the hourglass. "Sounds good to me," he said, with a grin.
"Ron - we can't - " Harry began. But Ron took the hourglass, and began turning it over.
"Ron!" cried Harry, in alarm; he grabbed Ron's arm, and they both disappeared.
END OF PART ONE