Chapter 11:
Hannah loved the summertime, but she missed Hogwarts badly. However, she didn't miss the name calling, Cedric's death, and no fame. Her mother was even considering not letting her go back, because apparently You-Know-Who is back. She still wants her childhood and she's not just going to hand it over to You-Know-Who. But what if Harry is lying?
That's all what the Daily Prophet says now. That Dumbledore has gone old and is losing his mind and Harry is just is an attention seeker.
"Hannah!" Her mother called from downstairs. "Ernie and Susan are here." Her mother was a ministry worker, but she never talked about it. She never actually knew what department she worked at.
Hannah jumped off her bed and dashed down the stairs. "Hi," Hannah said.
"Hi Hannah," Susan and Ernie said in unison.
"Want to go upstairs in my room and talk?" Hannah asked. They both nodded and they all headed up the stairs. The first thing she really wanted to ask them was if they believed the Daily Prophet or Dumbledore.
She settled herself on her bed. Ernie sat on her desk chair and Susan sat on her reading chair. Her room was decorated with Hufflepuff banners, textbooks, and with little stuff scattered through her room.
"So, who do you believe?" Hannah asked them. Susan opened her mouth but closed it and thought for a second.
"I don't believe Dumbledore," Ernie said.
Susan shifted in her seat, "I disagree. I think the Daily Prophet just wants something to write about. What about you, Hannah?"
"I think Dumbledore is telling the truth. He has the whole time I've known him. Why stop now?" Hannah replied.
Ernie disagreed. But the two girls thought the Daily Prophet was just a bunch of rubbish.
"Diagon Alley!" Hannah said clearly throwing the green powder onto the logs below her. In an instant green fire took her place and she was gone. Susan and Ernie went after her.
They were going shopping for their new school supplies. It was only a couple of days til September 1.
Hannah brushed off the dust on her robes and stood up. She usually always lost her balance when she traveled by floo. Susan appeared, brushed off the dust and stood next to Hannah to wait for Ernie. After a couple of seconds of waiting, he showed up.
"Where to first?" Susan asked.
"Let's goes get our books first," Hannah said. They all nodded in agreement so they headed towards Flourish and Botts. They opened the doors and walked in. Hannah saw the The Monster Book of Monsters. It clawed at the metal cage, trying to escape but with no luck. An employee walked up towards it, opened the cage and tried to grab it. His hand was immediately covered in cuts. She smiled as she thought about her third year. It was the most normal year she had. No secret chambers opened, no weird teachers and no Triwizard Tournament.
She was still scarred with the death of her former Hufflepuff student. Hannah couldn't believe it actually happened. He was gone. Murdered by You-Know-Who. Tears were about to flow out of her eyes, but she held them in as best she could. She didn't want to ruin a day fun in Diagon Alley by crying in front of Susan and Ernie.
Hannah also had more important things to worry about. O.W.L.s were this year and she was crazy nervous. Her mom practically badgered her to read her textbooks and remember all of it. Nobody could do that. Except Hermione Granger. But, she did as she was told and read them.
"I have the list in my pocket," Susan said pulling out a piece of parchment in her robe's pocket. She unfolded it and took a look. Only two more books were needed. It read;
Fifth year students will require:
The Standard Books of Spells (Grade 5) by Miranda Goshwak,
Defensive Magical Theory by Wilbert Slinkhard,
She walked towards the section of the store about spellwork and scanned the books for the correct book. She found it beneath The Standard Books of Spells (Grade 4) by Miranda Goshwak. She pulled out three copies and handed one to Ernie and one to Susan.
Hannah enjoyed spending summer days with Ernie and Susan. She was the only child, and she got lonely fairly easy. It's not like her parents could hang out with her. That would be a little weird. They practically only talked about the upcoming O.W.L.s and telling that she should do perfect. She remembered one sentence that her mother said while they were eating dinner the other night.
"These tests will define your future, Hannah," her mother said to her.
This one simple sentence scared her to death. Her whole future was going to be chosen in these tests? If she didn't do good she would end up living with her parents the rest of her life. Okay, maybe not that much, Hannah thought. She shuddered at the thought.
Living with my parents the rest of my life? Not happening, Hannah thought to herself. She frowned and kept on walking with her friend to the cashier. She was scared, nervous, excited, yet she didn't want September 1 to come. She wished she could spend her whole life in summer with her friends, however she knew that she would die of boredom.
"There's only so much you can do in summer," Hannah whispered to herself, so her friends couldn't hear her. She stared at the floor, thinking. Just thinking. Susan paid and pushed the books in a plastic bag. When she turned around, she noticed Hannah deep in her thoughts.
"What's wrong?" Susan asked. After a moment, Hannah replied, her eyes not leaving the wooden ground.
"Nothing, just... thinking." She looked up and she walked with Susan and Ernie towards the exit.
Ernie looked at his watch and realized it was almost four in the evening. "We should go, maybe finish tomorrow?" He suggested.
The girls nodded in agreement and they headed towards the Diagon Alley fireplaces so they could floo back. All Hannah felt like doing was crashing in bed and sleeping the rest of the day. She was nervous like sick. She even felt a little sick. She took in a big breath of air in and exhaled it out slowly, trying to calm down.
Hannah barely knew where she was going, just being led by her friends. "Abbott house," she mumbled under her breath as she stepped in the fire-place and threw in a handful of floo powder. She felt the same sensation of being sucked inside a tiny tube, as always.
She stumbled towards the ground. She got up, brushed off the dirt on her robes and examined where she landed. This definitely wasn't home. She then realized it was Borgin and Burkes, a store in Knockturn Alley. With You-Know-Who back and Death Eaters back, this was the worse place you could be.
She panicked and ran for the door. She did not want to be caught here. That would be bad. Very bad. Hannah ran for the door, gripping the knob and swinging open. She nearly tripped on her way out, but stayed firm on the ground.
Hannah felt eyes on her in every direction. Hands that she did not want touching her, touched her shoulder asking things.
"Are you lost?"
"Follow me."
She turned around quickly, brushing off the fingers on her shoulder.
"Hello dear, are you lost?" A witch asked, her hand on her shoulder. Her voice was old, shaky, but determined.
She pushed the hand off her shoulder and ran. Hopefully, she would get to Diagon Alley. She had no idea how the floo power system got confused with Abbott House with Knockturn Alley. She did say it quietly, but Knockturn Alley out of all the places?
She ran and ran as fast as she could, trying to find her way back. Hopefully, nobody that knew her wouldn't see her. Hannah climbed a set of staircase, through an archway and bumped into a man. She started running again, not looking behind her. Finally, she saw lights, and heard laughter of the people in Diagon Alley. She ran towards it as fast as her legs could go. It was almost sunset, so she would have to hurry. Who knew what kind of people went to Knockturn Alley in the night.
"Hannah!" A voice called out. She recognized it immediately as Susan. She turned around and found Susan and Ernie sitting at an outside table waiting for her. Ernie and Susan ran towards her. Susan hugged her.
"What happened?" Ernie asked.
"Well, apparently when I used the floo it mixed up Abbott House with Knockturn Alley," Hannah replied. Susan's eyes grew wide.
"Knockturn Alley?" Susan said. Hannah nodded slowly.
"That's a dangerous place to be, especially now. With You-Know-Who back," Susan said.
"Right, because You-Know-Who would just jump out from behind a wall and kill her," Ernie said sarcastically. "You-Know-Who is not back! He's dead."
The girls ignored him and sat in silence for a while. Occupied in thoughts the whole time.
"Come on, we should go," Hannah said after a while as she checked her watch. "It's getting dark." They all headed towards the fireplaces and grabbed a handful of powder. Hannah went first.
"Abbott House!" She yelled as she threw the powder onto the logs. She disappeared into a bunch of green flames. She felt the squeezing, and pulling. Suddenly, she fell to the wooden floor at her house.
She sighed with relief. It didn't happen again, she wasn't in Knockturn Alley. She wondered if she should tell her parents about the accident. Probably not. They would freak out, Hannah chuckled as she imagined her parents seeing her in Knockturn Alley.
Hannah sat on the couch in the living room, where the fireplace was and waited for Susan and Ernie. It wasn't long before they both stood before her. They headed towards her room.
"What do you guys want to do tomorrow?" Hannah asked.
"Quidditch?" Ernie asked. The girls didn't enjoy quidditch, but they played if with Ernie a couple of times the past years.
"I guess," Hannah and Susan said in unison.
"I'm glad we're going back to Hogwarts. It's so much safer with You-Know-Who back," Susan said. Hannah looked at her calender on her wall. Just a couple more days, and they'll be back.
She was nervous still. She hoped she had the best teachers there to teach her and prepare her for her future. Her thoughts swarmed her mind, as she laid her her head on her pillow.
"These tests will define your future, Hannah," her mother said to her.
"You-Know-Who is not back! He's dead."
"I don't believe Dumbledore," Ernie said.
I'm so sorry! I haven't updated in ages! I feel very bad. I've been busy, so there won't be many updates until summer, maybe? I don't know, but it might be long waits.
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