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Harry Potter and the Dark Lady Part 7Disclaimer
: All characters except for Hope Maria Conaway are property of J.K. Rowling and Warner Brothers.Chapter 11 The Horrible Day
The next morning, Harry woke up with cold sweat dripping down his face. He had dreamt of his encounter with Voldemort last year. He got up and got dressed. He walked down to the common room. He noticed that Hermione, Ron, and Hope were gone.
"Why did they leave without me?" Harry asked aloud.
"POTTER!"
Harry's heart sank as he faced Professor McGonagall. She was not happy at all.
"Yes, professor?"
"You missed all the morning classes! Is this a joke?"
"No, professor, I-"
" Ten points from Gryffindor, and you're getting a detention. Now, get to your next class!"
Harry nodded feebly and left the common room.
Please let this be a dream, please…. Harry thought.
Harry raced to Care of Magical Creatures. When he got there, Hagrid had just started class.
"There you are, 'arry. Jus' in time. Today, we're goin' to learn abou' griffins." Hagrid said.
"Griffins? My dad wouldn't want you teaching us about griffins. Especially when that hippogriff-"
"Can it, Malfoy." Hope said.
"Hope Conaway is a dark lady! Everyone run for your lives! She's going to kill us all!" Malfoy shouted as he ran around in a circle.
Hope pulled out her wand.
"Petrificus Totalus!"
Malfoy's muscles seized up, and he collapsed on the ground. He was as still as a stone statue.
"Ten points from Gryffindor." Hagrid said, trying to hold back laughter.
But, nobody heard him. Everyone was laughing. The Gryffindors, at Malfoy; the Slytherins at Hope.
"Harry! Harry!" Ron called, shaking him.
Harry woke up. He looked at Ron.
"What happened? Did Malfoy survive? If he did-"
"What are you talking about?" Ron asked.
"Malfoy was petrified by Hope in Care of Magical Creatures!" Harry yelled.
"Harry, you had a bad dream." Ron said.
"Then, I didn't sleep in? I didn't miss all the morning classes?" Harry asked.
"No. Now, get up. Otherwise, we're gonna miss breakfast." Ron said.
"Okay." Harry said.
He got dressed and walked to the common room. Hope was staring at him, a grin on her face. A mischievous grin. Harry got a suspicious feeling in the pit of his stomach.
"How was your dream?" Hope asked.
"Fine." Harry said absentmindedly.
Then, Harry realized what Hope had said. He faced her and glared at her.
"What do you know about my dream?" He asked angrily.
Hope giggled. Her giggling turned into uncontrollable laughter. Since laughing is contagious, Ron and Hermione began to laugh. This did not help to improve Harry's mood. Finally, Hope stopped laughing and stared into Harry's eyes.
"Harry, your eyes look wonderful when you're angry." Hope said.
"That's beside the point. I want to know how you knew about my dream." Harry said through clenched teeth.
"Alright, alright. I sent the dream to you."
"What do you mean?" Harry asked, now intrigued.
"Harry, how can you forget so soon?" Hermione chided. "She sent it to you psychically!"
"Correct, Hermione. Now, let's go to breakfast."
"I better watch out when I go to sleep." Harry muttered.
After breakfast, they went to Charms.
"Today, we will be learning how to petrify someone. Now, you are not to use this spell in school. If you do, it will result in immediate expulsion. Is that understood?" Professor Flitwick squeaked.
"Yes." The class muttered.
"Now, Professor Sprout made some Mandrake Draught, so it will be alright to practice. May I have a volunteer?"
Everyone but Hermione and Hope looked down.
"How about Miss Granger?"
Hermione stood up and walked to the front of the classroom. She had her wand out, ready to do what Professor Flitwick wanted her to.
"Now, point your wand at the subject and say petrificus totalus. Ready Miss Granger?"
"Yes, professor?"
Professor Flitwick raised his wand up. Harry was totally captivated. This had something to do with his dream.
"Petrificus Totalus!"
The spell hit Hermione. Hermione's muscles tensed up, and she fell on the floor. Harry gasped, but what he failed to realize was that there were pillows set up for Hermione to land on. Professor Flitwick pulled out a vile of Mandrake Draught and gave some to Hermione. She immediately woke up and stood up. Everyone in class clapped and cheered. Hermione went back to her seat.
"Okay, everyone get into groups of two and practice. If you successfully petrify your partner, call me over, and I'll give you some draught. Get to work!"
Harry watched Hermione and Hope pair up.
"Is it my imagination, or did Hermione just shoot Hope a dirty look?" Ron asked.
"It wasn't your imagination. Hermione has tough competition." Harry replied.
"Let's watch. This is going to be interesting." Ron said.
"Hope, you go first." Hermione said nervously.
"If you insist." Hope said.
"I do." Harry heard Hermione said.
Hope said the words and Hermione was petrified. Hope called Professor Flitwick over.
"Everyone, look! Miss Conaway has successfully petrified Miss Granger!" He said as he gave Hermione some draught.
When Hermione got up, Flitwick insisted that Hermione tried the spell on Hope. Harry saw Hope's face twist into an ugly sneer. It sent chills up his spine.
"Everyone, watch. Alright, Miss Granger, you may begin."
"Petrificus Totalus!" Hermione yelled.
Pink sparks flew out of her wand. Then, Hope held out her hand. She grasped the pink sparks in her hand. Everyone gasped, and Hermione looked horrified. Hope's emerald green eyes flashed menacingly. She opened up her hand and turned the spell on Hermione. Hermione screamed as the spell hit her. She fell to the floor, frozen with fear.
Everyone was silent for awhile. They were all too shocked to say anything. Hope put her hand on her head and shook her head. She looked at Hermione.
"Oh, Lord. What happened?"
"I'm impressed, Miss Conaway. You turned the spell back on Miss Granger." Professor Flitwick enthusiastically.
"Oh, no! I didn't mean to do it! Please, revive her!" Hope cried.
After he revived Hermione, she stood up and grabbed her wand. She marched to the back of the room. She stuffed her wand and Charms textbook into her bag. She was very angry and Harry knew how angry Hermione could get. She marched to the front of the classroom and she left. Harry watched Hope leave the classroom after Hermione.
"Class dismissed." Professor Flitwick said to break the silence.
Harry left quickly, followed by Ron. He wanted to know as much as he could about what just happened.
