Forbidden for a reason.
"Harry..." Ron tried to whisper, yet his scared tone made his voice tremble to the point of being heard over the silence.
"Ron, I said I'm coming!"
Harry clicked the lid back on the pocket watch and slid it back into his trouser pocket.
"We aren't going to be that late"
He turned to face his friend. Ron was standing there, fear etched across his face. He was rooted to the spot and staring straight ahead. The Centaurs that had been watching them started to become restless, their mechanical legs started up and they began to walk backwards, away from the impending situation.
Harry followed Ron's eye-line and there it stood, what Hagrid had warned them not to go near. The huge mechanical spider. Steam poured out of its back each time it raised its legs in threat.
"Aragog" Harry could barely whisper its name. He had no idea how they were going to get out of this mess, but he did know one thing, they were in trouble.
