Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry?
chapter 10
bitter divisions.
It has been a while, and I deeply apologise for that. This time, there are no promises of being on time or anything like that. I will work on this and when I feel like the chapter is complete and done well I will publish it.
Disclaimer. J.K Rowling owns the rights, I own the lights inside my head and the lyrics I make. Please don't steal them, that would be mean.
a clock that isn't working is never right, but you can convince yourself otherwise.
"A hero is born, made and tested in its entire life. Born in a time of need, made by it's own actions and tested by those around it. Their actions shape their story and their legacy. A villain is a hero who failed their test, who made the wrong actions. Make sure you never become the villain." a small head with dark, messy hair looked up at the woman speaking to him. She had been reading a book about Arthur and his brave knights. Too young to understand the implications, Tom Marvolo Riddle nodded.
"I promise."
"-"
A siren blared in Ragnok's office, alerting him to the use of an emergency portkey. He shot up from his desk, papers forgotten and hurried to the drop point. When he got there, what he saw froze his blood.
laying across a slowly breathing body of a young, black haired boy was a girl with messy brown hair. Her cries of "Harry!" reverberated throughout the chamber as two others looked on in shock and horror. Ragnok snapped out of his stupor and slammed his hand into a rune column near the doorway. As it lit up, he let loose a stream of goblin in a frantic voice, before rushing over to Harry's side.
when he saw that there was no blood, he took a deep breath and pulled hermione away, before asking her what happened.
As she retold what happened in the Great Hall, a group of goblins arrived and started casting charms over the prostrate form of the young wizard. their diagnosis calmed Ragnok. He had a lot of eggs in Harry's future. for him to fail now would see Gringott's fall.
"Do not worry, he is only magically exhausted. let me take you all somewhere you can rest." His words reached Hermione and she nodded before getting up and taking deep breaths. Ragnok gestured to some goblins, who started to lead Hermione, Neville and Daphne to some rooms they set aside for customers making long stays, for 'legal' reasons.
Ragnok solemnly watched as Harry was levitated to the infirmary. His hand was forced.
"-"
Back at Hogwarts, pandemonium ensued the groups exodus. Flitwick looked ready to murder the 'Great' Albus Dumbledore for firing a spell at the pair, while Snape appeared to be completely disinterested in the whole situation, snootily lifting his nose at the entire hall. Ron slowly got up and vomited across the hall, eliciting cries of "gross!" from across the entire hall. Minerva hurried to his side and removed the sick, before taking him to the hospital. while this all happened, Dumbledore sat there and smiled. He finally had a plan. He was back on the board.
"-"
"Run that past me again."
It had been a couple of days, and Harry was running round an indoor track with Hermione. Neville trailed far behind, not used to running. Hermione sighed.
"We do need to return to Hogwarts and continue our education you know. I mean we might be expelled." she said the last word as a breatheless whisper, as if it was the worst thing she could think of. Snorting, Harry slowed down until they had stopped. As he wiped the sweat off his face, he thought on her words.
"You're right, we do need to go back. But I don't trust dumbledore and although I am powerful and totally badass," Hermiome snorted at this, recieving a glare from Harry. "I am only Eleven. We need to let the goblins and our parents figure out what to do. I'm sure they'll do what is best." He grinned at Hermione and gave her a wink as he caught site of Neville finally catching up to them, face bright red and his breathing coming fast and loud.
"ten more laps?" He shouted and laughed as he heard neville give a groan of pain.
"-"
Dumbledore gave a groan of pain as he looked through the documents about Harry potter. He was a step behind those blasted goblins still. They had revoked his guardianship of the Weapon and given it to Sirius Black! His first thought was to bring it to the press, but he realised the goblins must know what they were doing by pulling such a risky move. Pushing that avenue might lead to sirius being freed, something he desperately doesn't want to happen. The Weasleys were baying for the Weapon's blood, but he managed to stave them off with promises of more money. Money he couldn't get. Money that the Weapon had stolen from him. Money that was HIS! he was so wrapped up in his thoughts that he didn't notice the paper catch fire and burn to nothingness, proof of the guardianship change gone in a fit of rage. Today was not a good day for Albus Dumbledore.
"-"
'Today is a great day for Lord Voldemort. with the Potter child gone and that fool Dumbledore out hunting him, the stone is completely free!'
Gliding down the third floor and reaching the door, he noticed that the door looked weaker than normal. Grinning to himself, he unlocked the door, hearing the tell-tale click and went to push open the door when his vision went black and he felt pain.
"-"
The portkey dropped them painfully on the floor of the entrance hall. Once he had made sure nobody was around, Harry helped up Daphne while Hermione helped Neville. They figured that everyone would be at breakfast, and did exactly what they were told to do by Ragnok. Entering into the hall, they were met with a stony silence. nobody moved for a good minute, until Harry nervously waved his hand and timidly greeted everyone. At once noise returned and breakfast resumed. Sighing, the group made their way to the Ravenclaw table and started eating. Once they had finished, Flitwick walked over to them.
"Mr. Potter, Dumbledore wishes to see you in his office after breakfast." He muttered to them so nobody could overhear. "If you want me to be there I can." Harry nodded in agreement and the professor waddled off back to the teacher's table. unseen by him, Harry smirked childishly, before sticking his tongue out at Neville. Their plan was going well.
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And that is it for this chapter. I hope you enjoyed and noticed there have been some slight alterations to previous chapters. nothing massive, just spelling checks and some more realism in some chapters. Next time it is Dateline Hogwarts; to catch a manipulator.
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