Chapter 21

"Wait, Hermione is still in the bathroom!" I said to the boys as we were making our way to the common room, after the alert of the troll by Professor Quirrel.

"No, Amy we need t –"Ron started to say, but I stopped him.

"Shut it Ron, I broke the rules for you, now you break the rules for me."

"No, you wanted to come, and I want to go. There is a big difference." He said.

"Will you two make up your mind, we're wasting time!" Harry said to us. I glared at Ron, and then walked towards the bathroom. They didn't come, so I looked back and said to them,

"Well come on then! Are you going to help me or not?" And I walked away. I heard the footsteps follow mine.

As we made our way towards the bathroom, Snape came by us heading to the third floor, instead of helping the other teachers. We had to hide so he didn't see us. The boys wanted to follow Snape, but I reminded them that we had a job to do. Also, we wouldn't need to be doing it if Ron hadn't been such an ass.

When Snape was long gone, we all smelled something foul. It was a mix of old socks and dirty baby dippers. The smell was accompanied by deep grunting and the sound of very large footsteps. We all looked down the hall, as the troll made its way into the light.

The troll was one of the most disgusting things I had ever seen. Not only was its skin a vomit green, with a gray tinge to it, but it was twelve feet tall, with an enormous body and a very small head. The limbs were as big as tree trunks, and he was dragging a huge wooden club on the floor.

It came across a door, and shoved his large body inside. Then, I realized what room that was, and the troll had just gone inside.

"That's the girls' bathroom, the one that Hermione is in!" I said, and we all ran to save her.

As we entered the bathroom, we all heard her scream. Hermione was up against the wall, with the troll making its way towards her. The troll bashed the sinks in with its club as he went.

"Make him confused!" I yelled at the two, as I hit him with a tile from the wall.

The troll turned to face us, seeing what that sound was. He looked at me, and then changed targets, moving my way. As he made his way over, he started to lift the club up.

"Oy, pea-brain!" yelled a voice from the other side of the chamber, but it wasn't Ron. I turned to see who had come to my aid.

Draco was standing there, and looked at me with sad, scared eyes.

Ron threw a pipe at the beast, but it didn't notice. But it gave me enough time to run around the troll. I grabbed Hermione's robes, trying to drag her to the door, but she was still standing frozen, in shock.

"Run! Come on run!" Harry yelled at us from across the room. The sounds drove the troll mad, and it made its way towards Harry. Harry had no place to run.

Then, Draco did something brave, and utterly stupid. He jumped onto the trolls back, and shoved his wand up the troll's nose.

The monster howled in pain, and twisted around, trying to get Draco off his back. Then Ron did something out of the ordinary, he pulled out his wand and yelled "Wingardium Levisoa!" and the club flew up into the air.

The troll, completely dumbstruck at this point, looked up, to see the club hit him in the head.

But, I was standing in the wrong place at the wrong time, and the club bounced off the trolls head, and hitting me as well, on the top of the head.

I felt a sharp pain, and the world went black.