sfjoellen: Thanks for your review and suggestions! The view from Harry and Rose, or rather, the Harry and Rose being is difficult to write since two things would be happening at once if they're in different locations. It's also hard for me to imagine how their mind works, since they actually have two minds and are capable of following duel lines of thought at once, or focusing on one with far more concentration than any normal person would be able to accomplish. However, there are portions in the story that attempt to show these things in later chapters, so stay tuned. As for writing from the view of their mind and what they feel, it's there already to a degree, even in this chapter when they go on their little adventure.
And since I don't like long author's notes, I'll end it here and simply say, enjoy!
Chapter 9 The Midnight Adventure and the Full Moon Dealings
"You're joking."
Ron stared at the Harry and Rose being with a fork full of food in his hand, which he'd forgotten about after they told him about what had happened.
"Seeker? But first years never... You must be the youngest house player in..."
"A century." The Harry and Rose being said, putting fork fulls of food in their mouths, quite hungry after their ordeal.
"Wow." He said, staring at them.
"The Harry half starts training next week, the Rose half will be the reserve." The Harry and Rose being said. "Don't tell anyone, though. Wood wants to keep it a secret, but I wanted to tell you since you're the first friend I've ever really had who accepts me as I am."
Fred and George came over to them and spoke in low voices.
"Well done. Wood just told us. We're on the team too, beaters."
"I tell you, we're going to win that Quidditch cup for sure this year. We haven't won since Charlie left, but this year's team is going to be brilliant. You must be good, Harry, Wood was almost skipping when he told us." Fred said.
"And reserve, Rose?" George added. "He said if your broom hadn't malfunctioned, you'd be up there with Harry."
"Of course, given that you're one individual, that's understandable." Fred responded and the Harry and Rose being beamed brightly, feeling pure delight.
"Why thank you, good sirs." The Harry and Rose being said. "More acceptance, how wonderful!"
"Not a problem at all, Harry and Rose." George said, then the twins left. The Harry and Rose being then spotted Malfoy coming over with Crabbe and Goyle.
"Having a last meal, Potter? When are you getting the train back to the Muggles?" Malfoy asked gloatingly.
"Now that you have your friends to back you up, you're quite a bit braver, aren't you?" The Harry and Rose being asked with a cold fury. "I doubt you'd do anything alone."
"Yeah?" Malfoy asked in response, scowling. "Same with you, Potter, can't talk without your little girlfriend, can't do anything with her, can you? Bet she's the brains behind everything, probably the brawn too, by the look of her."
"I can do what I like, Malfoy." The Harry half stated in response. "With or without Rose."
"Right." Malfoy responded in a cold drawl. "That little article about you, couldn't go five minutes without a little fame, could you, Potter?"
"I don't want fame, Malfoy. You, on the other hand, couldn't be without your friends for five minutes, could you?" The Harry half asked.
"Sure I could." Malfoy stated coldly. "I'd take you on any time on my own, accept you're too big a coward."
"Try me." The Harry half stated, glaring into his eyes. "Just try me, Malfoy."
"Fine, then." Malfoy stated with the same cold glare. "Midnight tonight, the trophy room. That's always unlocked."
"I have to ask, Malfoy, do you think I'm stupid?" The Harry half stated more calmly now.
"What makes you ask?" Malfoy questioned.
"You want me to meet up with you at midnight. In the trophy room. After the time we should be in bed. You want me expelled I'm sure, this is undoubtedly a way for you to get that, hmm? You'll probably run to Filch, won't you? Just like the little coward you are." The Harry half stated with a smirk.
A pink tinge appeared in Malfoy's cheeks and he looked utterly furious.
"I'll be there, Potter. Wizards duel, wands only, no contact. Who's your second going to be, your little girlfriend?" Malfoy asked with a cold fury.
"No, me, Malfoy." Ron spoke up.
"Fine." Malfoy replied. "Crabbe will be mine."
Malfoy then stormed away with Crabbe and Goyle. Smirking in a satisfied way, the Harry and Rose being began to eat again.
"What's a wizard's duel, anyway?" The Harry and Rose being asked. "And what's a second?"
"A second's there to take over if you die." Ron responded in a casual tone. "That only happens in proper duels, though, the most you and Malfoy will be able to do is send sparks at each other."
"Or blind him." The Harry and Rose being said. "I know the Lumos charm pretty well."
"Good one!" Ron said.
"Excuse me." Hermione's familiar bossy tones broke in and the Harry and Rose being looked over at her.
"Hermione, I know what you're going to say." The Harry and Rose being responded. "We shouldn't wander, we'll lose points, yadda yadda yadda. I've tried being nice, I've tried being your friend. But I'm really getting tired of you butting in to things you shouldn't. So will you please mind your own business for once?"
"All I'm trying to do is be helpful, but if you don't want it, fine then." Hermione responded, sniffing disapprovingly.
The Harry and Rose being sighed.
"I'm rather upset about a lot of things, Hermione." The Harry and Rose being stated. "Discovering the father of the Rose half to be working for Voldemort," They ignored the gasps from around them. "Malfoy's continued bullying, which I really dislike, and I'm not going to let an opportunity pass up to put him in his place."
"And you think he'll show up, do you?" Hermione asked. "If I wanted you expelled, I wouldn't show even after making you think I would."
"I'll think about that." The Harry and Rose being said, continuing to eat their food.
"Think about it, you serious mate?" Ron asked. "Think about all the thing's Malfoy's done and said. That's what you should think about. I mean, you could probably take him down a peg or two."
"And the other side of the issue?" The Harry and Rose being asked. "If he is trying to get us into trouble, then what? If Filch comes creeping around? Then we will be in trouble."
"It's worth it." Ron said.
"Is it?" The Harry and Rose being asked, thinking despite their emotions, something they had experience with because of the anger they experienced around and on the full moon.
"What do you mean, is it, of course it is!" Ron said, as if there was nothing more to do and nothing more to say.
As the Harry and Rose being finished off their plates of food, Ron added, "If you're not going, I still am. I've been waiting to give Malfoy what he deserves and I'm not going to pass up this opportunity."
The Harry and Rose being shook their heads slowly, then said, "If that's what you want, but it's probably better not to go."
Sleeping was uninterrupted for the Harry and Rose being most nights, but another consequence of staying with the Dursley's had taught them to sleep lightly. They woke when they heard a shrill voice speaking. If they could be heard through the door, even a little, it was likely teachers could also hear them. Quickly, wearing their bathrobes and warm slippers, they jumped out of bed and moved to the door, pulling it open to see the corridor.
The first thing they saw was Hermione, who looked angry with Ron. Next, they saw the empty portrait of the fat lady, and Neville, who looked as if he'd just woken up.
"Well, isn't this interesting." The Harry and Rose being said with a grin. "I did warn you, Ron."
"You too?" Ron asked. "What, you're taking her side?"
"Be quiet." The Harry and Rose being said, stepping from the room and letting the door close behind them. "Listen, I'm not taking anyone's side. I wasn't originally going to go, but since we're all here, might as well, right?"
"What!" Hermione cried in a quiet whisper, looking angry.
"Besides, the fat lady's gone for now. So let's go." The Harry and Rose being grinned. Huffing, Hermione followed them as they all proceeded down the corridor, the Rose half taking the lead and the Harry half by Neville.
"How's the arm?" The Harry half asked in a quiet whisper.
"It's good." Neville said, showing it to him. "Madam Pomfrey healed it pretty quick but I'd been out there for hours before Ron and Hermione showed up. I forgot the new password."
"It's pig snout." The Harry half said. "Try to remember that, but if you can't, you might write it down."
"Yeah." Neville said. "Thanks for that idea."
"No problem." The Harry half responded.
The Harry and Rose being's heart pounded. Walking through the corridors at night was both a nerve racking and exhilarating experience. The Rose half listened and gazed intently around for Filch, though they didn't come across him. They made it to the trophy room without incident. Crystal cases glimmered in the moonlight. Various trophies of different kinds, along with cups, shields, and plates shined silver and gold. The Harry half pulled out his wand as he and the Rose half kept an eye on the doors at either end of the room. Minutes passed in silence.
"He's late, maybe he's chickened out." Ron whispered.
A noise in the next room caused them to jump, though the Harry and Rose being were less startled. A voice spoke that wasn't Malfoy's. It was Filch.
"Sniff around, my sweet, they might be lurking in a corner."
The Harry and Rose being waved for everyone to follow. They'd been right. That was the last time they ever did anything like this. As they exited the room using the door at the other end, Filch entered with his cat.
"They're in here somewhere, probably hiding." Filch muttered.
The Harry and Rose being led the way as they crept down rows of suits of armor, Filch coming closer all the while. Neville let out a terrified squeak and broke into a run, tripped, then grabbed Ron around the waist where they crashed into a suit of armor. The clanging and crashing was quite loud and the Rose half hauled Neville and Ron up, pulling them behind her as she broke into a run with the Harry half and Hermione behind.
They had no idea where they were going, they simply ran as quickly as they could down the corridors. After tearing through a tapestry and sprinting through a passage way, they found themselves in the charms corridor, which was quite far from the trophy room.
"I think we've lost him." The Harry half said, panting as he leaned against the wall and wiped his forehead. The Rose half released Neville, who was bent double, and Ron, who was also panting heavily.
"I told you, I told you." Hermione said, glaring at Ron as she clutched her chest.
"We've got to get back to Gryffindor tower as quickly as possible." Ron said.
"You realize Harry and Rose were right, don't you Ron?" Hermione asked.
Ron said nothing accept, "Let's go."
They straightened up, but before they could get anywhere, a door in front of them rattled and Peeves came shooting out of the classroom in front of them. Catching sight of them, he gave a squeal of delight.
"Peeves, shh!" The Harry and Rose being stated. "You'll get us kicked out!"
Peeves cackled, then said, "Wandering around at midnight, Ickle Firsties? Tut, tut, tut. Naughty, naughty, you'll get caughty."
"Not if you don't give us away, Peeves, please." The Harry and Rose being said pleadingly.
"Should tell Filch, I should," Peeves said in a saintly voice, his eyes glittering wickedly. "It's for your own good, you know."
"Out of the way." Ron said, swiping at Peeves, who took a deep breath.
"No!" The Harry and Rose being cried quietly.
"STUDENTS OUT OF BED!" Peeves shouted. "STUDENTS OUT OF BED DOWN THE CHARMS CORRIDOR!"
They ducked under Peeves and ran as quickly as they could to the end of the corridor, the Rose half grabbing frantically at a locked door, struggling to open it in vane.
"This is it!" Ron moaned as they struggled to enter. "We're done for! This is the end!"
They could hear footsteps running toward Peeves's shouting. Hermione grabbed the Rose half's wand as she said, "Move over!" She then tapped the lock and whispered, "Alohomora!"
The lock clicked and the door swung open. They rushed through and closed it behind them, trembling fiercely. As the Harry half pressed his ear to the door, the Rose half turned and stared in utter terror.
A massive creature stood, three heads looking around and aimed in their direction. Their heart pounded hard and they trembled, staying as quiet as they could. Slowly, the Rose half stared at the creature, which seemed to be a large dog as Filch said, "Which way did they go, Peeves? Quick, tell me."
"Say please." Peeves responded as the Rose half lowered her eyes, staring and realizing the dog was standing on a trap door. The Harry and Rose being's heart continued to slam in their chest as the Rose half looked back up at the heads, which were sniffing. They were in the forbidden third floor corridor, and the dog seemed to be guarding something.
"Don't mess with me, Peeves, now where did they go?" Filch asked.
"Shan't say nothing if you don't say please." Peeves said in his annoying singsong voice.
Don't move, don't move, don't move, the Harry and Rose being chanted silently in their mind, but even so, they could barely hear the dog starting to growl ever so slightly through the Rose half's sensitive ears.
"All right- please." Filch said with resignation.
"NOTHING! Ha haaa! Told you I wouldn't say nothing if you didn't say please! Ha ha! Haaaaaa!" Peeves then zoomed off and Filch stormed away, cursing angrily.
"Let's all very calmly and quietly move." The Rose half stated in a quiet, but calm voice.
"Why, what..." Ron began, then stared with an open mouth.
The giant dog was getting over its surprise at their arrival and was growling louder now, with more fierceness. The Harry and Rose being didn't scream, but quickly opened the door instead. The five of them ran as quickly as they could back down the corridor, terrified. They didn't run into Filch, though if they had, they wouldn't have cared. They only stopped when they reached the portrait of the fat lady on the seventh floor.
"Where on earth have you all been?" She asked, staring at them.
"Never mind that." Ron said, gasping. "Pig snout, pig snout."
The portrait swung open and Ron entered with Neville and Hermione. Trembling, the Harry and Rose being moved to their room and whispered the password that opened the door. Once they entered, they moved to the bed and lay down, trembling and clutching each other tightly. As they calmed, they realized the dog was probably guarding something rather important, and Professor Dumbledore hadn't been joking about a painful death on the forbidden third floor corridor. Their adventure hadn't been discovered as far as they knew, and now, they had a rather curious mystery to think about. What was so important that the dog needed to guard a trap door? With thoughts swimming around in their mind, they drifted quickly off to sleep.
September 16, 1991.
Time had flown bye so quickly at Hogwarts that the Harry and Rose being had completely forgotten about their changes as the full moon grew closer. It was the faint, but deep fury and other emotions that prompted them when they woke that Monday morning. Professor Snape and Malfoy were going to be a test of control, for sure. They decided to seek out Professor McGonagall to speak to her about their changes, but she found them that evening.
"I wish to speak with you when you finish your meals." She said after coming up to them. "I will be in my office. You know how to get there, I trust?"
"Yes, Professor." The Harry and Rose being responded.
Professor Dumbledore was also there, something they hadn't expected. He simply smiled widely at both of them, already seated. It seemed he and Professor McGonagall had been in the middle of a conversation, but as she'd asked them here, it probably wasn't one they minded continuing later.
"Have a seat." She directed them to her desk, and after waving her wand, two more chairs appeared in front of it. The Harry and Rose being sat, glancing from her to Professor Dumbledore.
"We have, in the past, accommodated a student who was a werewolf." Professor McGonagall began. "The effects he received on the full moon are different than what you told me. Given that there were no difficulties at the Dursley's, can I presume that you are not a danger to the students?"
"None that provoke me, but I don't know what would happen if one did." The Harry and Rose being responded. "I try to keep control of myself, but it's difficult."
"I assume this is because of the anger you told me about when I took you shopping." Professor McGonagall said.
"Yes, Professor." The Harry and Rose being replied. "That day was quite close to the full moon, but the anger I usually feel was overshadowed by the joy of the new experiences, so it was fairly easy to control."
"If you were to be caught in a situation where you were provoked, Mr. Malfoy for instance, would a warning suffice to stop either of you from doing something that could get you into trouble?" Professor McGonagall asked.
"Maybe, but I might not be kind about it." The Harry and Rose being stated. "The full moon's are the worst. Days like today are manageable, but it's usually tomorrow or the next day that differences are noticed. I'll be more hungry as the full moon approaches, so I'll definitely be glad for the amount of food I'm able to eat here."
"Professor McGonagall and I wish to show you both something." Professor Dumbledore said as he stood. The Harry and Rose being doing the same with him.
Professor McGonagall followed them as Professor Dumbledore led them to a tree who's branches were moving here and there despite the lack of wind. They observed closely as he picked up a branch from the ground and prodded at a very specific place on the tree, which froze. They proceeded into a dark tunnel, the Rose half ducking and keeping a hand out in case she came upon any protrusions in the rock. They continued along the tunnel and it sloped upward after a great distance, then they exited into an old, dusty shack. Furniture was overturned and claw and bite marks were in many things. The windows were boarded up, and it looked as if no one had occupied the place in many years. Stains were on the floor that looked like blood, and the wall paper was pealing off.
"This is where we took the student who was a werewolf." Professor Dumbledore said, gazing around. "This is known as the Shrieking Shack, and is located in a magical village called Hogsmeade."
"You think I should come here during the full moon?" The Harry and Rose being asked.
"If you need an outlet for your emotions or believe it would assist you in some way, yes." Professor McGonagall responded. "I have informed the other professors about your circumstances, so they will be aware to watch for you coming to this place on the evening of the full moons, and coming from it the morning after. If you wish to go to the Shack, try and remember to let Madam Pomfrey know and she will take you. You will be allowed this, and only this exception to the curfew."
"I understand, Professor." The Harry and Rose being said. "Thanks for showing me this."
September 20, 1991.
The Harry and Rose being watched the owls as they entered the great hall that Friday morning. Six owls carrying a long, thin package caught everyone's attention. The Harry and Rose being gazed on with everyone else to see what was in it. They glanced down as it was placed in front of them, knocking their bacon to the floor. They silently scowled at the owls as they flew off, spotting another owl put a letter down on top of the package. The Rose half snatched the letter and opened it, reading quickly.
DO NOT OPEN THE PARCEL AT THE TABLE. It contains your new Nimbus Two Thousand, but I don't want everybody knowing you've got a broomstick or they'll all want one. Oliver Wood will meet you tonight on the Quidditch field at seven o'clock for your first training session.
The Harry and Rose being glanced over at Ron, who was staring at them.
"What is it, mate?" He asked.
The Rose half gave him the note, the Harry and Rose being feeling oddly calm for this time of the month. They knew it was due to their joy, which likely wouldn't last long.
"Oh, wow!" Ron said, though kept his voice down. "A Nimbus Two Thousand! I've never even touched one!"
"You'll have your chance." The Harry and Rose being said. "I want to open it before class, come if you want."
The Harry and Rose being were terse, but had explained their situation to Ron already. They were warned against relating it to the condition of werewolves. If they had, it was likely they would experience a great deal of prejudice from others. Like everything else, Ron had accepted their condition and had even helped keep them calm with a few words over the last few days. He followed them as they walked from the great hall, but stopped as Crabbe and Goyle were blocking their way to the upper levels. Malfoy grabbed the package from the Rose half and felt it. In response, she reached forward and gripped his wrists tightly in her hands, glaring into his eyes.
"Release it. Now." She stated in a low, furious growl.
"I was going to anyway." Malfoy said furiously, letting it go, the Harry half grabbing it. He looked rather jealous. "First years aren't allowed their own broomsticks, you know."
"How nice of you to remind me of the rules I already know." The Harry and Rose being stated coldly. "Or perhaps you're reminding yourself."
"Why you little..." Malfoy drew his wand. The Rose half moved so fast her actions were a blur to Ron. Malfoy's wand went flying and she gripped his robes in her hands, glaring into his eyes.
"Don't even think about that, Malfoy!" She stated furiously, raising her voice a little and shaking him quite hard.
"Is there a problem I should know about here?" Professor Flitwick said, appearing at the Rose half's side. With a low growl, she released Malfoy's robes and gripped the Harry half's hand, he gripping hers with equal force.
"No, Professor." The Harry and Rose being said.
"Good, then. Crabbe, Goyle, I suggest you stop blocking the stairs." Professor Flitwick indicated and the two moved out of the way.
As the Harry and Rose being stormed up the stares, Ron followed behind them, staring in shock.
"Man, you're scary." He said.
"Yes." The Harry and Rose being stated.
They didn't have time to unwrap the broomstick, only put it gently in their room before proceeding to potions. They entered, and as usual, Professor Snape made his own entry and called role. Once finished, he gave the Harry half a long, hard stare and he glared back with a deep frown.
"Today, we shall be making a simple color changing solution." Professor Snape began. "Its usefulness is detailed in your books and the instructions are on the board. Nothing in this potion is particularly... Explosive." He sneered at the Harry half and the Harry and Rose being clenched their fists. "Begin."
Perhaps this class wouldn't be so bad after all, they thought. Professor Snape swooped in a few minutes later just as the Harry and Rose being began working together. They looked up at him.
"I do not believe it wise for the two of you to work together, Potter..." He gave a long pause, then stated in a cold voice that only the Rose half heard, "Black."
The Rose half growled in fury and the Harry half glared at Professor Snape, who smirked.
"Who, then?" The Rose half asked.
"You, with Weasley." Snape stated and the Rose half moved over to Ron. "And you, Potter, perhaps you can make certain that Mr. Longbottom does nothing rash this time."
The Harry and Rose being worked in silence, occasionally scowling angrily at Professor Snape when he wasn't looking. Their potion was done well, though the Harry half had to keep Neville on track, doing his best to hide their emotions from him. He seemed to do well, as Neville didn't seem afraid of him, only glad for the help. By the end of the day, the Harry and Rose being were eager to fly the broom they'd received. They entered their room and unwrapped it, gazing at it before the Harry half picked it up and they proceeded to the Quidditch Pitch.
Flying took their anger away from them, but it only lasted as long as the Harry half was in flight and learning about Quidditch from Wood. The Harry and Rose being spent the weekend alone and working on their homework, something they were glad to do as their emotions rose. By Monday, they didn't even want to attend class, but decided to do so and speak with no one.
"You both doing okay?" Ron asked the Harry and Rose being that morning as they ate quite a bit more than usual.
"Fine." The Rose half shot back in anger. "Don't talk to me."
"Okay." Ron said a little nervously. "I was just asking."
"This is my worst day, okay?" The Harry and Rose being said, glaring angrily. "Get used to it."
Ron simply nodded. Classes went well for the most part, and as Professor McGonagall had said, the other Professors had been informed about the Harry and Rose being's condition. Malfoy either hadn't been warned or simply wanted to provoke them that evening, a rather unwise choice on his part. As the Harry and Rose being spotted him approach with Crabbe and Goyle, they stared with cold scowls.
"Let me guess, Potter." Malfoy said with a sneer. "You're so connected to that girlfriend of yours that her emotional time effects you. No wonder you act like one. Going to start donating money to Weasley, are you? It would take that to keep him as a friend."
"Shows what you know, Malfoy." Ron responded as the Harry and Rose being's hands shook.
"Does it now, Weasley? And I was speaking to Potter." Malfoy said.
The Harry and Rose being said nothing, their heart pounding and fury ripping through them.
"What's wrong, Potter, mute? Or just taking orders from your girl?" Malfoy smirked darkly and stared at the Rose half, eyeing her up and down with a look the Harry and Rose being didn't like at all.
With a leap, the Rose half was over the table and had Malfoy by the shoulder with her left hand, her right raising in a fist, the Harry and Rose being filled with pure rage.
"Stop." Professor McGonagall's voice was firm like a whip and cut through the tension. The Rose half glared at her and Professor McGonagall gazed back sternly.
"Look at me like that again, Malfoy." The Rose half stated in a cold growl, her right hand dropping to her side.
Malfoy stared, terrified as the Rose half glared into his eyes and moved her face closer to his, staring him down.
"Go on." She growled in a cold hiss.
Malfoy let out a whimper and the Rose half released him. Turning, he ran off with Crabbe and Goyle, the Harry and Rose being calming a little from the slight amusement. Professor McGonagall frowned a little and the Harry and Rose being quickly turned and headed from the great hall.
Professor McGonagall followed them as they exited Hogwarts, the Harry and Rose being tightly gripping hands and storming through the grounds toward the tree that moved on its own, which was known as the Whomping Willow. They pressed the knot on the tree to stop its movement and stormed into the passage, not caring weather Professor McGonagall was following them or not. Once they entered the shack, the Harry and Rose being paced, staring at the light that came streaming in through the windows. Hearing a sound, they whirled and stared at Professor McGonagall, who simply nodded silently and turned, heading back from where she'd come.
Soon, the full moon hit the Rose half and the Harry and Rose being screamed in agony. Lava was ripping through their vanes, acid was melting their bodies from the inside out, the pain seemed to go on forever. It ended after only a few seconds and the Harry and Rose being stared at one another before the Rose half spun and glared out the window. The Harry half strode to her side and leaned against her, their anger directed at Malfoy. With a furious growl, the Rose half spun and grabbed one of the pieces of Furniture, letting out a roar as she ripped another of its legs off, flinging both against one of the walls. The Harry and Rose being then moved up the stares to a room with a bed in it. They could smell the scent of dust in the air through the Rose half, who stared out the windows again before they moved back down the stares. The brief outlet of aggression was only somewhat satisfying, and on the hole, the Shrieking Shack was quite boring.
The Harry and Rose being let out a frustrated growl as they stared down at the floor. Curious, the Rose half got down on her hands and knees, sniffing the floor and scent of Professor McGonagall. She stood after a moment and spun in a circle, pacing around and around the room. They wanted to explore and knew it was quite likely they would get into trouble for it. Furious, the Harry and Rose being let out a shout, the Rose half slamming her fist into one of the walls, tearing at the pealing wall paper with her long and lethal looking nails. The Harry half moved to the Rose half, who turned and sank to the floor with him, the Harry and Rose being glaring with cold, furious scowls. After a moment, the Harry and Rose being began making their way back through the passage and knew someone would be waiting for them.
Just as they expected, someone was there. They hadn't expected who it would be, though. Professor Dumbledore was sitting some distance away from the base of the Whomping Willow, humming a tune to himself. As the Harry and Rose being ran from the violently swinging branches of the Whomping Willow, their heart pounding, Professor Dumbledore stood and vanished the chair with a wave of his wand, smiling at them.
"I often find that a late night stroll does wonders to clear the mind." He said as if this was any ordinary day. It was almost as if he knew what they wanted.
The Harry and Rose being only gazed across the grounds and began walking, Professor Dumbledore quietly and unobtrusively walking with them. Several times, the Harry and Rose being would stop and the Rose half would touch and smell various plants, bushes and trees that grew on the grounds. They were delighted to explore the new and fascinating world of Hogwarts in a hole new way, but eventually, the Harry and Rose being moved toward Hogwarts. Being late, they didn't expect many people to be up.
Professor Snape stood just inside the front doors, an unpleasant sneer curling his lips as the Harry and Rose being entered.
"Well, well." He said in a deadly quiet voice. "Saint Potter and his girlfriend believes the rules are above them, do they?"
The Harry and Rose being tried to scream and lunge at him, but found they couldn't move forward and no sound escaped their throats. They whirled to glare at Dumbledore, who firmly gazed back at them, stepping past them. They spun again and struggled to get to Professor Snape, who stared at the Rose half wildly and violently beating her hands against an invisible barrier, the Harry and Rose being's mouths wide in a silent roar of rage. They didn't think, only felt pure fury toward the Professor who hated them.
"Perhaps it would be wise of you to cease your remarks, Severus." Professor Dumbledore stated calmly. "Harry, Rose, follow me."
The Harry and Rose being continued to struggle to reach Professor Snape, who whirled, his black cloak billowing behind him as he made his way toward the dungeons. The Rose half lunged forward over and over again, continuing to hit the invisible barrier. Professor Dumbledore turned and pinned them with a firm gaze.
"Harry, Rose, your continued efforts are useless." He said.
The Rose half stopped struggling.
"Will you promise me that you will stop your attempts to reach Professor Snape, and shall follow me when I lower the barrier?" Professor Dumbledore asked calmly, as if they were talking over tea.
The Harry and Rose being nodded sharply. Professor Dumbledore lowered the barrier with a wave of his wand. The Harry and Rose being started to follow Professor Dumbledore, who turned his back on them. Without warning, the Rose half jumped toward the dungeons, moving in a blur, the Harry and Rose being determined to hunt Professor Snape, to make him afraid of them. Professor Dumbledore spun so quickly it seemed that he appeared facing them, his wand sweeping across the floor in a wide arc. A wave of red light sped toward them, hitting the Harry and Rose being, who collapsed unconscious.
The Harry and Rose being slowly woke in their room, their eyes opening. They caught sight of Professor Dumbledore, who seemed to be reading an intently fascinating book. The full moon had passed and they sat up. Professor Dumbledore looked at them over his book and smiled, his eyes twinkling.
"Did you sleep well?" He asked.
"Yes." The Harry and Rose being stated coolly. "You stopped me."
"I did." Professor Dumbledore confirmed. "I wish no harm on Severus, but I fear you would have killed him given the chance."
"No." The Harry and Rose being responded. "I will never kill. Never."
Professor Dumbledore gave them a long and piercing look, then nodded and said, "I believe you. Should you wish, I shall excuse you from classes for the day, unless you believe yourself capable of controlling yourself."
"I'll be fine." The Harry and Rose being said, breathing deeply as they stood, stretching.
"Very well, then." Professor Dumbledore responded. "I shall bid you a pleasant day." With a smile and a wave, Professor Dumbledore swept from the room, the chair he'd been sitting on vanishing before he left.
