It's the weekend and I have nothing better to do, so that's why this chapter is out so quick.
I changed the rating. It seemed high to me.
Disclaimer: See chapters one and two.
Warnings: None.
The Way It Should Have Been
Chapter Three: Exciting Events
The first flying lesson, the one thing Harry and Adrian were excited about. Yeah, sure, they knew how to fly, it was the principal of the thing. And they were very happy about Thursday, until they learned they were learning with the Slytherins.
"Great." Neville groaned. "Just what I always wanted, to make a fool of myself in front of the Slytherins. My gran has never even let me within ten feet of a broom!"
"Seems like a good idea to me." Adrian whispered in Harry's ear and he snorted, almost spilling his ink all over his homework for Charms. Neville was extremely accident-prone, and him being on a broomstick seemed like a dangerous idea.
"Don't worry Neville. A lot of people haven't touched a broomstick before. You don't need to worry. I'm not very good at flying anyway." Harry and Adrian had to give it to Kat, she knew how to cheer someone up. Kat was a great flyer, it came naturally to her because her mother had been a chaser on the team with James.
"What about Malfoy? He's always talking about how great he is!" Sarah asked. She was also nervous about the lesson. The Slytherins were already starting to make fun of her because of her weight. Harry and Adrian hadn't gotten into a fight with one of them, yet.
"It's probably all talk." Ron pointed out.
"I don't know. The Malfoy's own a huge plot of land. His father could easily have taught him to fly." Adrian said, moving his chess piece. He and Ron were always playing chess. It had become a huge source of entertainment between the first years.
"Well we'll see Thursday won't we?"
Thursday came and that morning all of the older classmen were talking to the first years about the school brooms.
"I hate them! They vibrate when you go too high," Fred started.
"And they always seem to have a pull on them." George added.
In fact, everyone seemed to have a lot of feeling about flying. Seamus told them about how he zoomed around the countryside, Ron's story about when he almost hit a hang glider on one of his older brother's broom. Hermione had found a lot of tips on flying and she bored them stupid with them. Neville was listening to them with great excitement, it seemed he was trying to memorize them. Thank Merlin for the mail that morning.
A large brown barn owl landed in front of Neville. He took the package and opened it.
"A Remembrall." He mused out loud. "It turns red when you forgot something." Instantly the white smoke inside turned a deep scarlet and his face fell. "What'd I forget?"
Soon it was time for the flying lesson. The Gryffindor first years hurried to the pitch, seeing the Slytherins already there. There were twenty brooms lying near one another.
"Step up to your broomstick." Madam Hooch barked. She had short spiky gray hair and yellow hawk-like eyes.
Once everyone had done that she continued.
"Stick your right hand over the broomstick and say UP!"
"UP!" Everyone shouted. Harry's and Adrian's flew instantly to their hands as did Kat's. Sarah's didn't move, neither did Neville's. Draco's went straight to his hand. Many of the other students had problems getting their brooms to go up.
"Now that I've showed you how to mount your brooms, I want you to. When I blow my whistle I want you to touch off the ground, hover, then lean slightly forward and come back down! Ready!" Before she blew her whistle, Neville took off.
"Mr. Longbottom! Come back down." He floated higher and higher before he slid sideways off the broom and landed on the ground. Everyone groaned and Madam Hooch hurried over.
"Broken wrist. Come on, to the hospital wing. None of you leave the ground or you will be out of Hogwarts faster than you can say 'Quidditch.'" Draco waited until she was out of sight before picking up Neville's Remembrall.
"Look what the great lump dropped. Some great hero he is!" The Slytherins laughed.
"Shut up, Malfoy!" Sarah snapped.
"Didn't realize you'd like that type Pettigrew." Pansy Parkinson. "Although would make an attractive couple. I can see your fat children now." Adrian stepped forward but Kat grabbed his arm and held him back.
"Give the Remembrall here Malfoy." Harry said holding his hand out.
"You know. I'll leave for him to find. Maybe-in a tree." He hopped on his broomstick and flew off. Harry's face was determined and he mounted his broomstick as well.
"Harry, no!" Kat cried, grabbing his arm. He shrugged her off and flew towards Draco, completely at ease.
"What an idiot!" Hermione muttered.
"Give me the Remembrall Malfoy, or I'll knock you off your broom!"
"Really now? Let's see you try." Harry flew at Malfoy, but he ducked and turned towards Harry who was behind him. "Fine Potter. Go catch it." He threw the Remembrall straight into the air. Harry leaned forward on his broom and rushed after it as it begin to hurtle towards the ground. When it was a foot from the ground he caught it and pulled his broomstick up, landing. All of the Gryffindors ran towards him.
"Great catch Harry." Adrian yelled in his ear, hugging him. The rest of the Gryffindors patted him on the back until.
"HARRY POTTER!" They turned to see Professor McGonagall rushing towards them. "Never in my life have I seen-how dare you-could have broken your neck!"
"It wasn't his fault!" Kat protested.
"Quiet Ms. Lupin."
"But Malfoy!"
"Enough Mr. Black. Come with me young man." Harry sighed, and tossed the Remembrall to Adrian who caught it easily. He followed McGonagall as she led him into the castle. She moved quickly and Harry had a hard time keeping up with her. Finally she stopped and told him to stay.
"Professor Flitwick, I'm sorry. May I borrow Wood?" 'Wood, whose Wood?' Harry thought.
In a few seconds a burly fifth-year boy came out looking confused. "Follow me." The two followed, marching up a corridor, Wood looking at Harry with curiosity.
"In here." They went in and McGonagall closed the door. "Out Peeves!" she screeched at the Poltergeist, who cursed as he swooped out.
"Potter, this is Oliver Wood. Wood, this is Harry. Wood I've found you a seeker!" Harry's head snapped up and his eyes lit back up.
"Seriously?" Wood asked as he walked around Harry, studying him.
"He's a natural, just like his father. He caught the thing in a fifty-foot dive. Charlie Weasley couldn't have done, not a scratch!"
"You're James Potter's son right?" Harry nodded. "So you've seen Quidditch before?" He nodded again and Oliver looked like all of his dreams had come true. "I'm the captain of the Gryffindor team.
"You're built like a Seeker. Light, speedy. He'll need a good broomstick."
"We'll see if the rules can't be bent a little. I'll want to hear you're doing good Potter, or I'll change the rules about not punishing you. Your Father will be so proud!" McGonagall said, smiling.
"No way!" Adrian said at dinner. Harry had just told the three what had happened.
"Harry, you're the youngest player in-"Kat started.
"A century. Wood told me." He shoveled food into his mouth, very hungry. "Keep it secret. I start training next week." Suddenly the Weasley twins were behind Harry.
"Good job Harry." Fred said. "Wood just told us."
"We're the beaters on the team." George said. Harry smiled and shook hands with them.
"I'll be happy to work with you!" the laughed and went to sit down. Immediately Malfoy, with his thug servants, Crabbe and Goyle appeared.
"Enjoying your last meal Potter?"
"You're braver on the ground you know that?" Harry told him with his mouth full. Both Malfoy and Kat looked disgusted.
"Eat with your mouth closed." She told him. He smiled at her.
"I'll take you on anytime. Tonight even. A Wizard's duel. Only wands."
"Fine. Adrian's my second."
"Crabbe's mine. The trophy room, Midnight." They stalked away.
"Harry, Adrian! You can't!" Kat gasped. They looked at each other.
"They can't do any real harm to each other." Adrian said.
"Still, you shouldn't go wandering around. You could get Gryffindor in trouble." Sarah said.
"Would you two stop being such girls? It'll be fine." They sighed and nodded.
Adrian and Harry waited until Ron, Dean and Seamus were asleep before sneaking out. Neville was still at the hospital wing. When they got to the Commons Room they saw Sarah and Kat sitting on the couch, waiting for them.
"No." Adrian said.
"We're coming with you, whether you like it or not." The boys groaned, but nodded and the four snuck out.
They snuck along the halls quietly, looking for any signs of Mrs. Norris, Filch or a teacher. They reached the trophy room with no mishaps, but Malfoy and Crabbe weren't there yet.
"Maybe they chickened out." Sarah whispered after they waited for what seemed like an hour even though it was only a few seconds.
"I don't think so." Adrian whispered back.
"I hear someone. Be quiet." Kat said creeping over towards the door. After a few seconds the others did too, and it wasn't Malfoy.
"Sniff, my sweet. They could be hiding." It was Filch and Mrs. Norris. Horror-struck, Harry waved for them to follow. They moved away from the door, as quietly as possible. They had all just gotten around a corner before Filch entered.
"They're hiding." He muttered.
"Come on." Harry mouthed and they stole quietly along a gallery of suits of armor. Filch was getting nearer and nearer. Sarah wasn't looking where she was going and ran into a suit of armor.
"RUN!" Harry yelled as the clanging of the armor echoed throughout the whole gallery. They sprinted down the gallery, Harry in the lead. He found a hidden passageway under a tapestry and it led them out by the Charms classroom.
"I think we lost him." Kat gasped.
"Good going Sarah." Adrian said.
"Leave her alone. Besides we need to get back to the tower." The others nodded at Harry's suggestion. They walked quietly, Harry feeling stupid that he fell for Malfoy's trick. He was grateful that Kat wasn't saying anything, as he thought she would. And then they ran into Peeves.
"Peeves, please be quiet." Kat whispered to him. He cackled.
"Naughty, naughty. You'll be caught."
"Please."
"STUDENTS OUT OF BED!" He bellowed and the four took off again, running into a locked door.
"Oh no!" Sarah gasped.
"Move." Kat whipped her wand out and whispered "Alohomora." Instantly the door unlocked and they scrambled in, closing it behind them. They listened as Filch argued with Peeves. Finally he left. Harry, Kat and Adrian breathed a sigh of relief.
"Uh guys?" Sarah whispered. "What is that?"
"What is what?" Harry asked, turning around and he gasped. Kat ran backwards into Adrian and he put his hands on her shoulders.
The what was a huge dog with three heads.
They were in the forbidden corridor. The dog's three sets of eyes were red with anger and mad, and it's three noses twitched at the new smells the children brought. It stared at them and they gasped for air to breath.
Harry would rather face Filch then being stuck in this room with this monster. Wordlessly Harry groped around for the door handle. Finally he grabbed it and the door flew open, the four toppling out.
They flew down the corridor, not stopping until they reached the portrait of the Fat Lady. Kat gasped the password and giving them stern looks, let them into the common room. They collapsed into armchairs, breathing hard.
"What are they thinking! Keeping something like that locked up!" Adrian spat out.
"At least we know why that corridor is forbidden." Sarah said.
"It was standing on something, didn't you see?" Kat asked.
"The floor? I don't know! I was too busy watching the THREE heads to worry about it's feet!" Harry suggested.
"It was standing on a trapdoor. It's guarding something." The other three stared at her and she nodded.
"Well I'm going to bed now. Can you two please behave for at least two days?" The boys nodded and Kat nodded back, heading to the girl's dorm. Sarah whispered good night and followed.
"I'm going to take Kat's advice for once I think." Adrian said and Harry agreed. The two went up to the boy's dorm as Harry's head swam with information.
He knew that Gringotts and Hogwarts were two of the safest magic places to hide something. Maybe Hagrid did know what was under the trapdoor and what the dog was doing. He did seem to like big dogs. Harry's brain continued to swim until he couldn't think anymore and exhausted he fell asleep.
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I changed the rating. It seemed high to me.
Disclaimer: See chapters one and two.
Warnings: None.
The Way It Should Have Been
Chapter Three: Exciting Events
The first flying lesson, the one thing Harry and Adrian were excited about. Yeah, sure, they knew how to fly, it was the principal of the thing. And they were very happy about Thursday, until they learned they were learning with the Slytherins.
"Great." Neville groaned. "Just what I always wanted, to make a fool of myself in front of the Slytherins. My gran has never even let me within ten feet of a broom!"
"Seems like a good idea to me." Adrian whispered in Harry's ear and he snorted, almost spilling his ink all over his homework for Charms. Neville was extremely accident-prone, and him being on a broomstick seemed like a dangerous idea.
"Don't worry Neville. A lot of people haven't touched a broomstick before. You don't need to worry. I'm not very good at flying anyway." Harry and Adrian had to give it to Kat, she knew how to cheer someone up. Kat was a great flyer, it came naturally to her because her mother had been a chaser on the team with James.
"What about Malfoy? He's always talking about how great he is!" Sarah asked. She was also nervous about the lesson. The Slytherins were already starting to make fun of her because of her weight. Harry and Adrian hadn't gotten into a fight with one of them, yet.
"It's probably all talk." Ron pointed out.
"I don't know. The Malfoy's own a huge plot of land. His father could easily have taught him to fly." Adrian said, moving his chess piece. He and Ron were always playing chess. It had become a huge source of entertainment between the first years.
"Well we'll see Thursday won't we?"
Thursday came and that morning all of the older classmen were talking to the first years about the school brooms.
"I hate them! They vibrate when you go too high," Fred started.
"And they always seem to have a pull on them." George added.
In fact, everyone seemed to have a lot of feeling about flying. Seamus told them about how he zoomed around the countryside, Ron's story about when he almost hit a hang glider on one of his older brother's broom. Hermione had found a lot of tips on flying and she bored them stupid with them. Neville was listening to them with great excitement, it seemed he was trying to memorize them. Thank Merlin for the mail that morning.
A large brown barn owl landed in front of Neville. He took the package and opened it.
"A Remembrall." He mused out loud. "It turns red when you forgot something." Instantly the white smoke inside turned a deep scarlet and his face fell. "What'd I forget?"
Soon it was time for the flying lesson. The Gryffindor first years hurried to the pitch, seeing the Slytherins already there. There were twenty brooms lying near one another.
"Step up to your broomstick." Madam Hooch barked. She had short spiky gray hair and yellow hawk-like eyes.
Once everyone had done that she continued.
"Stick your right hand over the broomstick and say UP!"
"UP!" Everyone shouted. Harry's and Adrian's flew instantly to their hands as did Kat's. Sarah's didn't move, neither did Neville's. Draco's went straight to his hand. Many of the other students had problems getting their brooms to go up.
"Now that I've showed you how to mount your brooms, I want you to. When I blow my whistle I want you to touch off the ground, hover, then lean slightly forward and come back down! Ready!" Before she blew her whistle, Neville took off.
"Mr. Longbottom! Come back down." He floated higher and higher before he slid sideways off the broom and landed on the ground. Everyone groaned and Madam Hooch hurried over.
"Broken wrist. Come on, to the hospital wing. None of you leave the ground or you will be out of Hogwarts faster than you can say 'Quidditch.'" Draco waited until she was out of sight before picking up Neville's Remembrall.
"Look what the great lump dropped. Some great hero he is!" The Slytherins laughed.
"Shut up, Malfoy!" Sarah snapped.
"Didn't realize you'd like that type Pettigrew." Pansy Parkinson. "Although would make an attractive couple. I can see your fat children now." Adrian stepped forward but Kat grabbed his arm and held him back.
"Give the Remembrall here Malfoy." Harry said holding his hand out.
"You know. I'll leave for him to find. Maybe-in a tree." He hopped on his broomstick and flew off. Harry's face was determined and he mounted his broomstick as well.
"Harry, no!" Kat cried, grabbing his arm. He shrugged her off and flew towards Draco, completely at ease.
"What an idiot!" Hermione muttered.
"Give me the Remembrall Malfoy, or I'll knock you off your broom!"
"Really now? Let's see you try." Harry flew at Malfoy, but he ducked and turned towards Harry who was behind him. "Fine Potter. Go catch it." He threw the Remembrall straight into the air. Harry leaned forward on his broom and rushed after it as it begin to hurtle towards the ground. When it was a foot from the ground he caught it and pulled his broomstick up, landing. All of the Gryffindors ran towards him.
"Great catch Harry." Adrian yelled in his ear, hugging him. The rest of the Gryffindors patted him on the back until.
"HARRY POTTER!" They turned to see Professor McGonagall rushing towards them. "Never in my life have I seen-how dare you-could have broken your neck!"
"It wasn't his fault!" Kat protested.
"Quiet Ms. Lupin."
"But Malfoy!"
"Enough Mr. Black. Come with me young man." Harry sighed, and tossed the Remembrall to Adrian who caught it easily. He followed McGonagall as she led him into the castle. She moved quickly and Harry had a hard time keeping up with her. Finally she stopped and told him to stay.
"Professor Flitwick, I'm sorry. May I borrow Wood?" 'Wood, whose Wood?' Harry thought.
In a few seconds a burly fifth-year boy came out looking confused. "Follow me." The two followed, marching up a corridor, Wood looking at Harry with curiosity.
"In here." They went in and McGonagall closed the door. "Out Peeves!" she screeched at the Poltergeist, who cursed as he swooped out.
"Potter, this is Oliver Wood. Wood, this is Harry. Wood I've found you a seeker!" Harry's head snapped up and his eyes lit back up.
"Seriously?" Wood asked as he walked around Harry, studying him.
"He's a natural, just like his father. He caught the thing in a fifty-foot dive. Charlie Weasley couldn't have done, not a scratch!"
"You're James Potter's son right?" Harry nodded. "So you've seen Quidditch before?" He nodded again and Oliver looked like all of his dreams had come true. "I'm the captain of the Gryffindor team.
"You're built like a Seeker. Light, speedy. He'll need a good broomstick."
"We'll see if the rules can't be bent a little. I'll want to hear you're doing good Potter, or I'll change the rules about not punishing you. Your Father will be so proud!" McGonagall said, smiling.
"No way!" Adrian said at dinner. Harry had just told the three what had happened.
"Harry, you're the youngest player in-"Kat started.
"A century. Wood told me." He shoveled food into his mouth, very hungry. "Keep it secret. I start training next week." Suddenly the Weasley twins were behind Harry.
"Good job Harry." Fred said. "Wood just told us."
"We're the beaters on the team." George said. Harry smiled and shook hands with them.
"I'll be happy to work with you!" the laughed and went to sit down. Immediately Malfoy, with his thug servants, Crabbe and Goyle appeared.
"Enjoying your last meal Potter?"
"You're braver on the ground you know that?" Harry told him with his mouth full. Both Malfoy and Kat looked disgusted.
"Eat with your mouth closed." She told him. He smiled at her.
"I'll take you on anytime. Tonight even. A Wizard's duel. Only wands."
"Fine. Adrian's my second."
"Crabbe's mine. The trophy room, Midnight." They stalked away.
"Harry, Adrian! You can't!" Kat gasped. They looked at each other.
"They can't do any real harm to each other." Adrian said.
"Still, you shouldn't go wandering around. You could get Gryffindor in trouble." Sarah said.
"Would you two stop being such girls? It'll be fine." They sighed and nodded.
Adrian and Harry waited until Ron, Dean and Seamus were asleep before sneaking out. Neville was still at the hospital wing. When they got to the Commons Room they saw Sarah and Kat sitting on the couch, waiting for them.
"No." Adrian said.
"We're coming with you, whether you like it or not." The boys groaned, but nodded and the four snuck out.
They snuck along the halls quietly, looking for any signs of Mrs. Norris, Filch or a teacher. They reached the trophy room with no mishaps, but Malfoy and Crabbe weren't there yet.
"Maybe they chickened out." Sarah whispered after they waited for what seemed like an hour even though it was only a few seconds.
"I don't think so." Adrian whispered back.
"I hear someone. Be quiet." Kat said creeping over towards the door. After a few seconds the others did too, and it wasn't Malfoy.
"Sniff, my sweet. They could be hiding." It was Filch and Mrs. Norris. Horror-struck, Harry waved for them to follow. They moved away from the door, as quietly as possible. They had all just gotten around a corner before Filch entered.
"They're hiding." He muttered.
"Come on." Harry mouthed and they stole quietly along a gallery of suits of armor. Filch was getting nearer and nearer. Sarah wasn't looking where she was going and ran into a suit of armor.
"RUN!" Harry yelled as the clanging of the armor echoed throughout the whole gallery. They sprinted down the gallery, Harry in the lead. He found a hidden passageway under a tapestry and it led them out by the Charms classroom.
"I think we lost him." Kat gasped.
"Good going Sarah." Adrian said.
"Leave her alone. Besides we need to get back to the tower." The others nodded at Harry's suggestion. They walked quietly, Harry feeling stupid that he fell for Malfoy's trick. He was grateful that Kat wasn't saying anything, as he thought she would. And then they ran into Peeves.
"Peeves, please be quiet." Kat whispered to him. He cackled.
"Naughty, naughty. You'll be caught."
"Please."
"STUDENTS OUT OF BED!" He bellowed and the four took off again, running into a locked door.
"Oh no!" Sarah gasped.
"Move." Kat whipped her wand out and whispered "Alohomora." Instantly the door unlocked and they scrambled in, closing it behind them. They listened as Filch argued with Peeves. Finally he left. Harry, Kat and Adrian breathed a sigh of relief.
"Uh guys?" Sarah whispered. "What is that?"
"What is what?" Harry asked, turning around and he gasped. Kat ran backwards into Adrian and he put his hands on her shoulders.
The what was a huge dog with three heads.
They were in the forbidden corridor. The dog's three sets of eyes were red with anger and mad, and it's three noses twitched at the new smells the children brought. It stared at them and they gasped for air to breath.
Harry would rather face Filch then being stuck in this room with this monster. Wordlessly Harry groped around for the door handle. Finally he grabbed it and the door flew open, the four toppling out.
They flew down the corridor, not stopping until they reached the portrait of the Fat Lady. Kat gasped the password and giving them stern looks, let them into the common room. They collapsed into armchairs, breathing hard.
"What are they thinking! Keeping something like that locked up!" Adrian spat out.
"At least we know why that corridor is forbidden." Sarah said.
"It was standing on something, didn't you see?" Kat asked.
"The floor? I don't know! I was too busy watching the THREE heads to worry about it's feet!" Harry suggested.
"It was standing on a trapdoor. It's guarding something." The other three stared at her and she nodded.
"Well I'm going to bed now. Can you two please behave for at least two days?" The boys nodded and Kat nodded back, heading to the girl's dorm. Sarah whispered good night and followed.
"I'm going to take Kat's advice for once I think." Adrian said and Harry agreed. The two went up to the boy's dorm as Harry's head swam with information.
He knew that Gringotts and Hogwarts were two of the safest magic places to hide something. Maybe Hagrid did know what was under the trapdoor and what the dog was doing. He did seem to like big dogs. Harry's brain continued to swim until he couldn't think anymore and exhausted he fell asleep.
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