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"Albus, I'm sure that nobody is in the library this time at night." Professor McGonagall assured the tall, bearded man walking towards the library.
"Just to be sure, Minerva." Dumbledore told her.
They quickly walked up to the library door. It was still locked.
"If it's still locked, how would they get in? They would've had to unlock the door."
"We'll find out soon enough." Dumbledore sighed. "Hellfire." The door opened.
"Lumos." McGonagall chanted. Her wand was their way around the dark room. Book cases lined the walls and lined the isles, the long tables in every corner of the room.
"Let's check the restricted section." Dumbledore said in the silence. McGonagall nodded. The two headed to a gated area labeled RESRTICED DO NOT ENTER. Dumbledore pulled out a small gold key. He stuck in the key-hole and turned it.
"Hello?" McGonagall called. Nothing. They traveled farther into the room.
There was a moaning sound from the other row. Dumbledore's face was etched with worry. Holding her wand far in front of her, McGonagall slowly rounded the corner.
"OH MY LORD!" McGonagall screamed, looking at the five bodies on the floor
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Harry awoke the next day with a headache.
Where am I??? What time is it? He thought looking around the blurry, unfamiliar room.
"Good afternoon Mister Potter." Madame Pomfrey said walking over to him with his glasses.
Harry still dazed, asked: "What happened?"
"Look Potter, I don't have the whole story, ask the headmaster." She said handing him the glasses. Harry put them on. The room was no longer blurry. The curtains were open revealing a bright sun. Harry sat up and looked around the room. Two beds on either side of him were occupied.
"It's odd, really." Harry turned his head to Madame Pomfrey. He looked at her strangely. "Yes, the five of you passed out in the library after hours is certainly odd." She turned to the people on either sides of him. Ron and Hermione were passed out on his right. Faces expressionless and pale. He turned to his left. Ginny and Draco Malfoy were also passed out.
"But…how…" Harry was confused.
"I told you Potter, I don't know. Ask the headmaster." The healer left with that final statement.
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Hermione was the last to wake up. She was nauseated and had a pounding headache.
"'Mione!" Ron called happily. "I thought you'd never wake up."
"Wha…what time is it?" Hermione asked. "Where am I?"
"Granger, just shut up! I have a headache." A man said on the other side of the room.
"BITE ME MALFOY!" Hermione shouted. He backed off.
"What's going on you guys?" Ginny asked weakly.
"I can answer that." An old man said entering the room.
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