Harry
He never knew such a big commotion could come from the lake, but Harry figured it had to happen eventually. Ron sat next to him at the Gryffindor table, sopping wet. The water balloon Peeves had thrown had made him irritable.
As Ron grumbled, Dumbledore began his welcoming speech. The wind outside howled, and Professor Mcgonagall glanced outside. Harry watched her say something to Professor Flitwick, and watched as it was passed down the line of teachers.
"Come with me," Harry said, "the teachers see something outside." Normally this would have been enough to draw Ron and Hermione away from what they were doing, but no such case today. The promise of warmth and food filled their minds.
"Come on!" Finally, Ron and Hermione looked up at him.
"Oh, I don't know Harry," Hermione said, "its probably just the storm." Harry protested, and Ron joined with him.
"It can't hurt to look," Ron persuaded, which was probably a lie. Finally, Hermione agreed to go and find out what the teachers were looking at. They waited until the teachers were occupied with the sorting, and headed out.
Harry led the way outside and stumbled. The wind was strong, blowing some saplings in the forbidden forest from their roots. When he glanced at the lake, his world turned upside down. Even in a world of witches and wizards, he had never seen anything like it.
The water of the lake was rising and swirling, making a hurricane. Hermione saw, and gasped.
"What in the name of Merlin-" She didn't finish, but Harry understood. He noticed strange lights coming from the water and ran over. Hermione and Ron didn't question him and followed right behind.
"Harry!" Hermione gasped, "the whole school followed us out." Harry cursed, and Ron slipped and fell.
"Ow! Bloodyhe-" Harry interrupted, "oi! You big baby." Harry smiled and the boys laughed. When they reached the lake, they realized the storm had been going since they got to Hogwarts.
Harry had the urge to jump into the water and find out what was happening. Dumbledore was running down the grounds, looking angry, so Harry thought why not? He followed his instincts and jumped in. He heard Ron and Hermione's screams, but kept swimming down. He found himself at the bottom, where merpeople were shooting lights at a figure in a cloud of dust. The light seemed to do nothing.
Only then did Harry realize how bad of an idea jumping in had been, seeing as he couldn't breath underwater. The unknown figure approached, and the last thing Harry saw was a tan face with dark hair and angry, sea-green eyes.
Whew! A little longer this time. I want to give a big thank you to all the people who followed, favorited, or reviewed my story. I also wanted to say that there might be one more update, then I go on vacation. After that, I'll try to update as often as possible, but I promise I'll write a ton for the eleven days I'm gone. Read and review please, because I can only get better. -VW