A/N: Ok, here it is, Chapter 2. I must be writing like crazy to get all
this out. Although I HAVE only gotten ONE review. Thank-you Ron Weasley,
I read your story in return. PLEASE read and review, I know this may be a
little strange, but I thought it might be kind of fun to take it and run
with it. Maybe I could get two reviews this time? Please? Well I hate to
get down on my knees and beg, so I'll go ahead and start the chapter. It
may be a little short, who knows. Oh, wait, I almost forgot.
I do not own Harry Potter nor any of the characters found in the original books written by JK Rowling. I own only the rats, any other new characters, and the plot. Ok, I'll get on with it now.
Chapter Two: The History
As Harry and his two best friends, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger, were heading down the several flights of stairs, he told them all about his late night encounter the night before and Snape's reaction.
"Man, he is SO evil," Ron grumbled. Snape picked on Ron quite a bit as well. In fact, Snape picked on all Gryffindors.but mostly just Harry and his friends.
"Never mind Snape, he always acts like that! I can't believe there could actually be two walking talking knee-high rats! I have GOT to get to the library to figure this out! Maybe they have something in there that'll tell us what exactly we're up against!" Hermione exploded. Both boys looked at each other knowingly.
Just as everyone in the Great Hall had finished breakfast, Dumbledore stood up at the staff table and cleared his throat purposefully. The morning chatter died down immediately.
"Students, I feel that is much better to inform you of what is happening in your school rather than try to hide it from you. Therefore there is something you must know. Last night, two sinister and not well- meaning creatures attacked a student of ours. We don't know where they came from, what they are, or even how they managed to get into the school. But we will protect you! Do not fear; only be on the lookout for strange creatures that shouldn't be inside the school grounds. And go nowhere, I repeat nowhere, alone. Should you require immediate assistance, simply yell for the nearest ghost, and they will get a teacher as quickly as possible. That is all. Thank you. You will now go to your normal classes."
The entire Great Hall burst into excited whispers, none daring enough to discuss the attack at full volume. As the hall began to empty with students trudging to the first class of the year, Dumbledore and McGonnagall approached Harry and his friends.
"Potter, Dumbledore and I would like to see you in his office," McGonnagall demanded. "Weasley, Granger, you need to go to class."
Ron and Hermione seemed to be dying to stay, but there was no arguing with the head professor of the Gryffindor house. They trudged off to the first class of the day.Double Potions with Snape. When they had seen this on the schedule, they had almost had a heart attack. First class on a Monday morning and it's Double Potions with Snape?!
Harry watched them go, wishing they could stay. Then he sighed and followed Dumbledore and McGonnagall up the stairs.
"And then the other rat grabbed the frozen one and they took off into the classroom," Harry finished breathlessly. He had been seated in a comfy chair and ordered to talk. He had told the two professors everything. Harry wasn't too sure he liked how Dumbledore's facial expression had turned from surprised, to disbelieving, to grim.
"I had thought they wouldn't come back. I had thought that we were finally safe," the aged wizard with a crooked nose mumbled sadly to himself.
"What was that Professor Dumbledore?" Harry inquired curiously. He had thought he had heard the Headmaster speak of something that seemed to have plagued the school before.
"Well, Harry, I believe the truth is preferable to lies, no matter how small and white they are, and so, I will tell you. Hundreds of years ago, there was a great tribe of evil creatures. Rats, shrews, weasels, foxes, you name it. They thought they should have the run of the world. They despised all humans who possessed any sort of magic, for they felt that magic belonged to them, and them alone. They were bound and determined to rid the world of magic humans. They did whatever they could. But they were never much of a threat, for they were mere beasts. But one year, they disappeared. Just utterly and completely disappeared, leaving no trace behind. Until Hogwart's pendent went missing. The pendent wasn't the only thing. A student was unaccounted for as well. After a thorough search of the castle, no one could come up with anything. Until the note appeared. It was etched with blood, the words rhyming. It stated simply that they had the pendent and the child. They would choose a team. A team of wizards that they deemed worthy opponents. And the team would be made up entirely of students.no teachers. These students were put in charge of retrieving the student and the pendent. The villainous tribe threatened that if Hogwarts didn't cooperate, there would be trouble. For they were in the very castle, hidden away where no human could find them. And they would make sure there was trouble. Devastating trouble. So Hogwarts cooperated. One by one, the members of the team were picked off by the evil gang.no one knew where they had gone. One by one they disappeared until a single chosen student was left. That one found the way to the tribe's secret lair, and slayed the rat chief. It was the only way to retrieve the pendent.and the students. It went like this every ten or twenty years, spreading from school to school. Then, they stopped. Just stopped. To this day, no one knows what happened to them, but they certainly weren't attacking the schools anymore, and they weren't even in the schools. This was a hundred years ago. But it is obvious to me now that they are back. And we are in grave danger, for we know not what they will take, and they still have yet to kidnap a hostage," Dumbledore sighed and rubbed his aging temples.
Harry's mind whirled. How could this be? This was totally unrealistic. But he couldn't deny the evidence. He himself had frozen one of the knee-high evil rats. What could possibly happen now? What would the evil creatures take? Who would they take? Harry shuddered, unwilling to think about what the future might bring.
I do not own Harry Potter nor any of the characters found in the original books written by JK Rowling. I own only the rats, any other new characters, and the plot. Ok, I'll get on with it now.
Chapter Two: The History
As Harry and his two best friends, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger, were heading down the several flights of stairs, he told them all about his late night encounter the night before and Snape's reaction.
"Man, he is SO evil," Ron grumbled. Snape picked on Ron quite a bit as well. In fact, Snape picked on all Gryffindors.but mostly just Harry and his friends.
"Never mind Snape, he always acts like that! I can't believe there could actually be two walking talking knee-high rats! I have GOT to get to the library to figure this out! Maybe they have something in there that'll tell us what exactly we're up against!" Hermione exploded. Both boys looked at each other knowingly.
Just as everyone in the Great Hall had finished breakfast, Dumbledore stood up at the staff table and cleared his throat purposefully. The morning chatter died down immediately.
"Students, I feel that is much better to inform you of what is happening in your school rather than try to hide it from you. Therefore there is something you must know. Last night, two sinister and not well- meaning creatures attacked a student of ours. We don't know where they came from, what they are, or even how they managed to get into the school. But we will protect you! Do not fear; only be on the lookout for strange creatures that shouldn't be inside the school grounds. And go nowhere, I repeat nowhere, alone. Should you require immediate assistance, simply yell for the nearest ghost, and they will get a teacher as quickly as possible. That is all. Thank you. You will now go to your normal classes."
The entire Great Hall burst into excited whispers, none daring enough to discuss the attack at full volume. As the hall began to empty with students trudging to the first class of the year, Dumbledore and McGonnagall approached Harry and his friends.
"Potter, Dumbledore and I would like to see you in his office," McGonnagall demanded. "Weasley, Granger, you need to go to class."
Ron and Hermione seemed to be dying to stay, but there was no arguing with the head professor of the Gryffindor house. They trudged off to the first class of the day.Double Potions with Snape. When they had seen this on the schedule, they had almost had a heart attack. First class on a Monday morning and it's Double Potions with Snape?!
Harry watched them go, wishing they could stay. Then he sighed and followed Dumbledore and McGonnagall up the stairs.
"And then the other rat grabbed the frozen one and they took off into the classroom," Harry finished breathlessly. He had been seated in a comfy chair and ordered to talk. He had told the two professors everything. Harry wasn't too sure he liked how Dumbledore's facial expression had turned from surprised, to disbelieving, to grim.
"I had thought they wouldn't come back. I had thought that we were finally safe," the aged wizard with a crooked nose mumbled sadly to himself.
"What was that Professor Dumbledore?" Harry inquired curiously. He had thought he had heard the Headmaster speak of something that seemed to have plagued the school before.
"Well, Harry, I believe the truth is preferable to lies, no matter how small and white they are, and so, I will tell you. Hundreds of years ago, there was a great tribe of evil creatures. Rats, shrews, weasels, foxes, you name it. They thought they should have the run of the world. They despised all humans who possessed any sort of magic, for they felt that magic belonged to them, and them alone. They were bound and determined to rid the world of magic humans. They did whatever they could. But they were never much of a threat, for they were mere beasts. But one year, they disappeared. Just utterly and completely disappeared, leaving no trace behind. Until Hogwart's pendent went missing. The pendent wasn't the only thing. A student was unaccounted for as well. After a thorough search of the castle, no one could come up with anything. Until the note appeared. It was etched with blood, the words rhyming. It stated simply that they had the pendent and the child. They would choose a team. A team of wizards that they deemed worthy opponents. And the team would be made up entirely of students.no teachers. These students were put in charge of retrieving the student and the pendent. The villainous tribe threatened that if Hogwarts didn't cooperate, there would be trouble. For they were in the very castle, hidden away where no human could find them. And they would make sure there was trouble. Devastating trouble. So Hogwarts cooperated. One by one, the members of the team were picked off by the evil gang.no one knew where they had gone. One by one they disappeared until a single chosen student was left. That one found the way to the tribe's secret lair, and slayed the rat chief. It was the only way to retrieve the pendent.and the students. It went like this every ten or twenty years, spreading from school to school. Then, they stopped. Just stopped. To this day, no one knows what happened to them, but they certainly weren't attacking the schools anymore, and they weren't even in the schools. This was a hundred years ago. But it is obvious to me now that they are back. And we are in grave danger, for we know not what they will take, and they still have yet to kidnap a hostage," Dumbledore sighed and rubbed his aging temples.
Harry's mind whirled. How could this be? This was totally unrealistic. But he couldn't deny the evidence. He himself had frozen one of the knee-high evil rats. What could possibly happen now? What would the evil creatures take? Who would they take? Harry shuddered, unwilling to think about what the future might bring.