As the door creaked loudly behind Harry, his attempt at being quiet had failed. Seamus shuffled in his bed, Harry turned away from the door panicking at the thought of Seamus waking up. 'Suppose he thought I'd gone mad again? Just like the beginning of this year,' he thought worriedly. To his relief, Seamus had only moved his position of which he was sleeping. Neville was snoring loudly as usual, nothing could normally wake him up and as for Dean, he was such a deep sleeper that one of them normally had to wake him up in the morning anyway. Harry glanced over at Ron who appeared to be sitting up staring at him. 'Must be seeing things' he thought, and looked down and back up at Ron who was still sat there staring at him. 'Oh why did it have to be him, of all people it had to be my best friend that was awake.' He heard his name being called, 'Yep he's definitely awake,' he thought as Ron was sitting up still staring at him.
"Harry, what are you doing? Where have you been?" Ron asked curiously.
"Oh, er, nowhere, just went to the bathroom," Harry said hoping Ron would buy his lie.
"You're lying, I saw you leave here 2 hours ago. So where were you really?"
"Just went for a walk. Look Ron, can you please stop asking so many questions you'll wake the others."
"I was only concerned. I am your best friend," Ron muttered under his breath. "Tell me in the morning though, okay?"
"Sure," Harry lied. He didn't want to tell anyone about his discovery yet. "G'Night Ron." But Ron was already asleep; snoring away.
The sun was peeping through a thin gap in his bedroom window, waking Harry, as it shone directly into his eyes. Harry groaned, and so did his stomach as it grumbled loudly. He was starving. The others had already headed down to the Great Hall so he got up, stretching for a minute and quickly got dressed.
Trying to sit as far away as possible from Ron and Hermione, he decided to sit next to Colin Creevey and Dennis. Harry shovelled food into his mouth and talked to the Creeveys at the same time. He thought of what Hermione would've done if she saw him right now. 'Probably hit me with her books just like she constantly does to Ron,' Harry thought laughing to himself. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Hermione and Ron heading towards him. "HARRY" they both called, drawing attention to themselves. "HARRY PLEASE TALK TO US; PLEASE," said Hermione as she begged him. Quickly saying goodbye to Colin and Dennis, Harry began to run away but stopped when he knew that he should owe them an explanation. Hermione caught up to him, Ron was just grabbing what was left of his breakfast.
"Harry, are you okay? Where are you going?" said Hermione looking concerned.
"I'm fine Hermione, thanks for asking. And it's this place I've recently found, that's where I'm going."
"Well me and Ron can come with you."
"I don't think you would want to miss class Hermione, besides I will show you when the time is right. Just not now, it's really special and I just want some time alone. If that's okay?" said Harry, he felt guilty for not bringing them but he hoped they understood. Ron had just caught up after finishing his breakfast.
"Alright Harry? Where you going?" said Ron just swallowing the remains of his breakfast.
"Ron, look I'll tell you on the way to class. We don't want to be late, do we?" said Hermione beginning to drag him away.
"Hermione, I think that you will find that it's you who doesn't want to be late, not me. I honestly couldn't care if I skipped a class." Ron said.
"Well you would care if you got caught, and house points were deducted, wouldn't you?"
"I suppose so." said Ron as he sighed, who was hoping to have a bit of fun.
"I'll see you guys later, okay? Have a great day." shouted Harry.
"Be careful Harry, don't go and get yourself caught." Hermione replied.
"See ya mate, wherever you are going." Ron also shouted.
Checking his timetable to see what he had next, he saw it was History of Magic. "Professor Binns won't miss me, he'll be too busy droning on about god-knows-what," Harry said to himself. He took one look back to see if they were gone, he just caught a glimpse of Ron, he smiled and then Harry turned away, running to the hideout.
Panting, Harry stopped to catch his breath; he'd sprinted so fast that he nearly knocked a couple of first years over. He apologised while they beamed up at him in awe at the fact that Harry Potter had just talked to them. Peeves was hanging around scaring everyone in sight and giving them hell. Even though Umbridge had been taking away by the centaurs, Peeves was still living up to what the Weasley Twins had asked him to do. Harry hid behind a wall; the last thing he wanted was for Peeves to find him. He peered around the corner to see if he was gone but it was no luck. Peeves had spotted him.
"Potter! What are you doing here?"
Harry walked out from behind the wall. "What's it to you?" Harry asked hoping Peeves wouldn't cause a scene.
"You're hiding aren't you? You're supposed to be in class," Peeves said cheerfully.
"Why are you so happy?"
"Because Potter, I can get you into lots of trouble. Students aren't supposed to be out of class without a reason."
"Please Peeves, don't. I'll get the Bloody Baron onto you," Harry said and grinned.
Peeves sounding terribly scared, "You wouldn't dare Potter, you're just bluffing!"
"Oh am I? And how will you know if I was or wasn't, hmm?" Harry said hoping to put up a bit of a fight. "Just let me go where I want to go and I won't do anything about the Bloody Baron." He made a dash for it. The last thing he wanted was to be spotted by Filch or worst; Snape. It was no use, Peeves was too quick for him.
"HEY EVERYBODY! Peeves shouted at the top of his voice. "POTTER'S OUT OF CLASS, OH POTTER YOU ROTTER, YOU'RE GOING TO GET IN SO MUCH TROUBLE."
Harry absolutely hated it when Peeves used to sing 'Oh Potter You Rotter' he'd hoped that Peeves would have forgotten that annoying song by now. Peeves was still shouting in his loudest possible voice. He was bound to draw attention to someone sooner or later. To Harry's dismay, his prediction proved correct. Harry heard footsteps drawing nearer and nearer. He was thinking who he would prefer to turn up Filch or Snape. 'Filch,' he thought, at least then not so much house points would be deducted from Gryffindor. Heart thumping loudly in his chest, he would expect that Peeves could hear it too. Harry had nowhere to run or hide, Peeves was bound to tell them where he is hiding or which direction he was running in. 'Besides,' Harry thought, 'they're far to close now anyway.' Harry knew now with whoever it may be, he was in the deepest trouble he could possibly imagine.
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