Chapter 9 When Harry and Hermione Fell into a Hole
Harry stormed through halls of Hogwarts furiously, trailed by Hermione, who was trying to calm him down.
"Harry, please! Don't jump to conclusions!" Hermione objects, struggling to keep up with him.
"I'm telling you, Hermione, Snape did something to him! Even the Daily Prophet says so!" Harry insists, shrugging off her protests.
"The Daily Prophet also told people you were crazy when you tried to warn people about you-know-who coming back!" Hermione points out.
"That's not the same thing! Snape was a deatheater. I know he redeemed himself and everything, but if Ron made him mad enough there's no telling what Snape would do to him." Harry counters, "Why else would Snape and Ron both be missing?"
"We should at least go talk to Headmistress McGonagall before we search his office." Hermione urges him, "We don't have the right to search through his things without permission from Professor Snape or one of his superiors."
"We're aurors, Hermione. We have the right to search whatever we want to, and right now I want to know what Snape is hiding in his office." Harry retorts.
"He's probably not hiding anything," Hermione pushes. "Whatever happened to Ron probably happened to him, too."
"Then let's search his office for a clue as to what happened to both of them" Harry compromises as they reach Snape's office door. Without waiting for her to reply, he pushes it open and steps inside.
The office was spotless. It didn't look as though anything were out of place.
"I have a bad feeling about this, Harry," Hermione whispers, looking around the room. It was too quiet. Hermione could sense that something was out of place, but she couldn't tell what it was.
"We'll just take a quick look around in his drawers and other places he might have hidden something, and then we'll go, alright?" Harry insists.
Harry takes a few steps forward and stumbles, barely managing to grab on to solid ground as he falls through the floor, which still looked solid even though he was mostly beneath it. "Hermione!"
"Harry!" Hermione cries out, grabbing his wrists. She struggles to pull him up but the harder she tugged the heavier he seemed.
"Hermione, help me!" Harry pleads.
"I'm trying!" Hermione groans, "It feels like the floor is pulling you down!"
Right at that moment the floor gave a violent tug on Harry, causing Hermione's grip to slip and her hands to pass through the floor as well. Hermione's heart raced as she felt some invisible force latch on to her wrists and pull her down into the floor.