(AN) I want to thank all my reviewers for their suggestions. Below, are ma
buddies and pals who have helped me. I will be starting from chapter 1,
because I don't have many, and I have never done this in previous chapters:
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I hope u will all like my new chapter.I tried to make it longer and interesting, tell me what u think by REVIEWING!! luv yall!!!
Chapter 11: The Second Break In
Hermione sat at the Gryffindor table deep in though. She was remembering the previous night when Malfoy was actually nice to her! She thought he must have been tired and lost his head. She was concentrating so hard she didn't hear here friend call her.
"Hermione. Hermione? Hermione!" Harry bellowed in her ear.
"W-what?" she shook her head and regained focus.
"I've been calling you for several minutes! What were you thinking about?" he asked her.
"Oh, you know. School, you, Voldemort," she responded in an unconvincing tone.
"Sure." Harry rolled his eyes and began eating.
"Where's Ron?" Hermione asked while looking around.
"Oh, he had a little accident. He was doing his transfiguration homework when he transfigured his Potions assignment into a teacup. He didn't know how to change it back, so he's upstairs copying my essay," Harry explained. He reached over and grabbed some bacon.
Hermione began to shake her head disapprovingly, "He really won't learn anything if-"
"Well, well, well. If it isn't the mudblood hanging with scarhead," Malfoy walked towards them, followed by a sniggering Crabbe and Goyle, "The mudblood's hair is hard to miss."
"Shut up, Malfoy!" Harry yelled in his face. Anger was boiling both his and Hermione's blood.
"Temper, temper. Why-where's the Weasel? Probably scavenging the grounds to make his family some money, I would presume," Malfoy grinned slyly.
"Go away, Malfoy, before we make you," Hermione threatened.
"Why would I stay?" he shot back. He left with Crabbe and Goyle.
"I could kill him!" Harry spat.
"Kill who?" Ron sat down next to Hermione.
"Malfoy. He was trying to make fun of us again," Hermione told him.
"He needs a hobby," Ron responded, "Wow! They have chocolate spread for breakfast?"
"I would suggest you lower your voice, Mr. Weasley," McGonnagal stopped by them, "Miss. Granger, I would like to remind you of your detention this evening at 8:00. Meet me at my office with Malfoy promptly! I am going to remind Malfoy right now, so have a good day," McGonnagal walked away.
"Thanks," Hermione muttered.
"Hermione, why'd you get a detention?" Harry looked at her in disbelief.
"There was a break in last night," she lowered her voice to a whisper, "supposedly it was Voldemort."
"Hab you beem watching Mafoy?" Ron barely said, with his mouth full of food.
"That is disgusting!" she scolded.
"Have you, Hermione?" Harry continued for Ron.
"Yes! Well, sort of," she said, "not as much as I could have been. But I will," Hermione glanced at the Slytherin table where Malfoy sat. She frowned. She hated him! His guts, his hair, his whole personality! What she said last night about being scared was a lie. She had no intentions of watching Malfoy, and she was going to stick with that.
"Whatever you say, Hermione," Ron shoved more food into his large mouth.
Before Harry could ask her more about the detention, she got up from the table, "Well, I should go to History of Magic now." she checked her timetable, "Meet me there at 8:30. That will probably be the time when Ron is full," she stuck her nose in the air after giving Ron a disgraceful look. She headed towards Professor Binns' classroom.
"Devlin Whitehorn created the Nimbus Racing Broom Company in 1967." Professor Binns drawled in his usual tone.
"Gee, even brooms sound boring when it comes out of his mouth," Ron commented.
It was 9:00 and they had been in History of Magic for half an hour. Hermione wasn't even taking her usual notes. Quidditch wasn't exactly her favourite thing in the whole wide world either.
"Hermione, you didn't exactly tell us why you got that detention," Harry said. Hermione had no choice but to answer. She explained about the emergency Head meeting, the kitchen and Filch catching them.
"Well, never mind the detention, a break in? McGonnagal is right. Watch the school," Ron flexed his fingers.
"Yeah, sure," she mumbled.
Thump! Thump! Thump! Hermione was running through the hallways, making her way to the Great Hall for dinner. Along the way, a tall man was waiting near the Great Hall. Hermione recognized this man right away.
"Mr. Weasley?" Hermione said surprised.
"Hello there, Hermione. How are you?" Mr. Weasley said in his usual cheerful way.
"Fine. Why are you here?" she said rudely.
"Well, I'll tell you if you don't panic. There's been a break in at Hogwarts-" he began.
"But that was a long time ago!" Hermione butted in.
".again." he finished. "Oh! Well, look at the time. I have a meeting to attend and I do not want to be late. See you later!" Mr. Weasley walked away and Hermione hurried into the Great Hall, where she spotted Harry and Ron. They were both in deep conversation.
"You don't think it was-" Harry started
"Voldemort? It might have been, but I don't understand why he wanted Malfoy to become a Death Eater. Sure, his father was one and he seems the type, but Malfoy said no," Ron said to Harry in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Do you think the Dark Lord takes '"no"' for an answer?" Hermione came in suddenly.
"Hey, Hermione," Harry said, "We were just.umm."
"I know. Ron, your dad was in the hall," she lowered her voice once more, "he said there was another break in."
"You don't think that it was Voldemort, do you?" Harry lowered his voice as well, "What if he's still in the school?"
"Yeah right!" Ron laughed, "Nobody would be that stupid!" Ron didn't realize how wrong he was.
They ended their conversation and began eating. Harry was the first to break the silence.
"Hey, Hermione, when are you supposed to be at that detention?" he asked.
"I almost forgot. I'd better leave now. I guess I'll be pretty late, so I will see you guys tomorrow." she barged out of the Great Hall, tracing her steps towards McGonnagal's office. When she arrived at 7:55, Malfoy wasn't there. She just waited.
"AAAAAHHHHH!" someone screamed. Hermione ran towards the sound and found herself in shock. A hooded figure was towering over a boy. Voldemort? The figure saw Hermione and escaped into the darkness. Hermione's heart pumped rapidly.
Her eyes wandered to the boy lying on the floor. He had sleek blonde hair, and was curled into a whimpering ball. It was Malfoy.
noseyMCnosey- U ARE THE BEST! u have reviewed more than any1 else. ur right, ma storee might have been a little too drastic, I'll take it one step slower. Tell me, do u think that this one is boring and too repetitive and has no real plot and action? say 'yes' if those r ur true feelings. I won't be hurt..yo. thnx again.
wolfy 65- I'm sry if I don't write enough, but this one was pretty long. what do ya think? ur reviews are also short but that's okay.at least u reviewed!!! tell people bout me and then I will get more and more! keep reviewing and I LUV YALL!!
french fries- recognize me? LOLZ!!
Anjilz7- thanks a million. u had a real positive review, and that makes me happy. like my friend noseyMCnosey would say.ur pickles..LOLZ!! I really appreciate ur review and pls read and reviews even more. I would luv to hear from u. even if it's a bad.review!! thx again.
Emily-Dufleng- u were like one of ma first reviewers!!! thx SSSSOOOO much. however, u didn't come back and review sum more!! sup with that?? keep reading and write sum of ur own..if u havn't already.I'll review.yo chien..LOLZ!!!
I hope u will all like my new chapter.I tried to make it longer and interesting, tell me what u think by REVIEWING!! luv yall!!!
Chapter 11: The Second Break In
Hermione sat at the Gryffindor table deep in though. She was remembering the previous night when Malfoy was actually nice to her! She thought he must have been tired and lost his head. She was concentrating so hard she didn't hear here friend call her.
"Hermione. Hermione? Hermione!" Harry bellowed in her ear.
"W-what?" she shook her head and regained focus.
"I've been calling you for several minutes! What were you thinking about?" he asked her.
"Oh, you know. School, you, Voldemort," she responded in an unconvincing tone.
"Sure." Harry rolled his eyes and began eating.
"Where's Ron?" Hermione asked while looking around.
"Oh, he had a little accident. He was doing his transfiguration homework when he transfigured his Potions assignment into a teacup. He didn't know how to change it back, so he's upstairs copying my essay," Harry explained. He reached over and grabbed some bacon.
Hermione began to shake her head disapprovingly, "He really won't learn anything if-"
"Well, well, well. If it isn't the mudblood hanging with scarhead," Malfoy walked towards them, followed by a sniggering Crabbe and Goyle, "The mudblood's hair is hard to miss."
"Shut up, Malfoy!" Harry yelled in his face. Anger was boiling both his and Hermione's blood.
"Temper, temper. Why-where's the Weasel? Probably scavenging the grounds to make his family some money, I would presume," Malfoy grinned slyly.
"Go away, Malfoy, before we make you," Hermione threatened.
"Why would I stay?" he shot back. He left with Crabbe and Goyle.
"I could kill him!" Harry spat.
"Kill who?" Ron sat down next to Hermione.
"Malfoy. He was trying to make fun of us again," Hermione told him.
"He needs a hobby," Ron responded, "Wow! They have chocolate spread for breakfast?"
"I would suggest you lower your voice, Mr. Weasley," McGonnagal stopped by them, "Miss. Granger, I would like to remind you of your detention this evening at 8:00. Meet me at my office with Malfoy promptly! I am going to remind Malfoy right now, so have a good day," McGonnagal walked away.
"Thanks," Hermione muttered.
"Hermione, why'd you get a detention?" Harry looked at her in disbelief.
"There was a break in last night," she lowered her voice to a whisper, "supposedly it was Voldemort."
"Hab you beem watching Mafoy?" Ron barely said, with his mouth full of food.
"That is disgusting!" she scolded.
"Have you, Hermione?" Harry continued for Ron.
"Yes! Well, sort of," she said, "not as much as I could have been. But I will," Hermione glanced at the Slytherin table where Malfoy sat. She frowned. She hated him! His guts, his hair, his whole personality! What she said last night about being scared was a lie. She had no intentions of watching Malfoy, and she was going to stick with that.
"Whatever you say, Hermione," Ron shoved more food into his large mouth.
Before Harry could ask her more about the detention, she got up from the table, "Well, I should go to History of Magic now." she checked her timetable, "Meet me there at 8:30. That will probably be the time when Ron is full," she stuck her nose in the air after giving Ron a disgraceful look. She headed towards Professor Binns' classroom.
"Devlin Whitehorn created the Nimbus Racing Broom Company in 1967." Professor Binns drawled in his usual tone.
"Gee, even brooms sound boring when it comes out of his mouth," Ron commented.
It was 9:00 and they had been in History of Magic for half an hour. Hermione wasn't even taking her usual notes. Quidditch wasn't exactly her favourite thing in the whole wide world either.
"Hermione, you didn't exactly tell us why you got that detention," Harry said. Hermione had no choice but to answer. She explained about the emergency Head meeting, the kitchen and Filch catching them.
"Well, never mind the detention, a break in? McGonnagal is right. Watch the school," Ron flexed his fingers.
"Yeah, sure," she mumbled.
Thump! Thump! Thump! Hermione was running through the hallways, making her way to the Great Hall for dinner. Along the way, a tall man was waiting near the Great Hall. Hermione recognized this man right away.
"Mr. Weasley?" Hermione said surprised.
"Hello there, Hermione. How are you?" Mr. Weasley said in his usual cheerful way.
"Fine. Why are you here?" she said rudely.
"Well, I'll tell you if you don't panic. There's been a break in at Hogwarts-" he began.
"But that was a long time ago!" Hermione butted in.
".again." he finished. "Oh! Well, look at the time. I have a meeting to attend and I do not want to be late. See you later!" Mr. Weasley walked away and Hermione hurried into the Great Hall, where she spotted Harry and Ron. They were both in deep conversation.
"You don't think it was-" Harry started
"Voldemort? It might have been, but I don't understand why he wanted Malfoy to become a Death Eater. Sure, his father was one and he seems the type, but Malfoy said no," Ron said to Harry in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Do you think the Dark Lord takes '"no"' for an answer?" Hermione came in suddenly.
"Hey, Hermione," Harry said, "We were just.umm."
"I know. Ron, your dad was in the hall," she lowered her voice once more, "he said there was another break in."
"You don't think that it was Voldemort, do you?" Harry lowered his voice as well, "What if he's still in the school?"
"Yeah right!" Ron laughed, "Nobody would be that stupid!" Ron didn't realize how wrong he was.
They ended their conversation and began eating. Harry was the first to break the silence.
"Hey, Hermione, when are you supposed to be at that detention?" he asked.
"I almost forgot. I'd better leave now. I guess I'll be pretty late, so I will see you guys tomorrow." she barged out of the Great Hall, tracing her steps towards McGonnagal's office. When she arrived at 7:55, Malfoy wasn't there. She just waited.
"AAAAAHHHHH!" someone screamed. Hermione ran towards the sound and found herself in shock. A hooded figure was towering over a boy. Voldemort? The figure saw Hermione and escaped into the darkness. Hermione's heart pumped rapidly.
Her eyes wandered to the boy lying on the floor. He had sleek blonde hair, and was curled into a whimpering ball. It was Malfoy.
