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Scene:
Some time later. In the outdoor courtyard. The three are walking.
Hermione: I've always heard Hogwarts' end of the year exams were frightful, but I found that rather enjoyable.
Everyone stared at Hermione like she was crazy.
"Honestly, it was way easier than I thought," Hermione said. "I'd studied a whole heap of useless things, like the 1637 werewolf code of conduct and the uprising of Elfric the eager, and—"
"Yes, we know," Ron said quickly. "You told us when we were there."
Ron: Speak for yourself. All right there, Harry?
"Wait, didn't we go down and sit under the tree by the Great Lake?" Harry said. "And then Ron was just saying we had a week until we found out how bad we'd done."
"Yes, a very cheerful week," said Hermione. "We just have to wait before we got to know our scores, which were really important!"
"Yeah, but you more than passed, Hermione," Ron said. Hermione shrugged.
Harry: My scar. It keeps burning.
"Why am I so calm about it?" Harry wondered.
"Yeah, you literally exploded in anger because you didn't know what it meant," Hermione said, as Ron nodded in agreement.
Hermione: It's happened before.
Harry: Not like this.
"Harry literally said that entire thing to himself!" Ron said. "Do these people just like giving Hermione lines or something?"
Ron: Perhaps you should see the nurse.
"But I said that he should see Madam Pomfrey," Hermione groaned.
"These people…" Harry shook his head.
"How many movies are there again?" Ginny asked.
"EIGHT," boomed the voice.
"Eight?" Ron muttered. "But I thought there'd be seven, one for each year! What's the eighth one?"
"THE DEATHLY HALLOWS IS SPLIT INTO TWO MOVIES," the voice boomed out.
"The Deathly Hallows?" Hermione questioned. "Is that… our non-existent seventh year? It must be, since that's the year we found out about the Deathly Hallows."
"So this one is called… the Philosopher's Stone, the last two are called the Deathly Hallows," Harry said. "The next one… ummmm… the petrifying basilisk and the annoying fraud of a DADA teacher?"
Gilderoy Lockhart gasped, highly offended by this.
"YOU'LL SEE."
Harry: I think it's a warning. It means danger's coming. Uhh!
"You mean… I think danger's coming. I'm not like 100% sure!" Harry muttered.
Harry: {He rubs scar and then sees Hagrid across the field, at his hut, playing Hedwig's theme on his flute.} Oh. Of course! {runs for hut.}
"Wait, Harry didn't see Hagrid, he just headed to Hagrid's hut after realising the odd thing about the dragon," Ron said.
"Wait a minute…" said Luna. "That tune he was playing on the flute, that tune… it's been playing a lot. It's quite cool, what is it called?"
"HEDWIG'S THEME. I LISTEN TO IT ON YOUTUBE AND SPOTIFY ALL THE TIME."
Everyone looked at each other in confusion at the names of 'YouTube' and 'Spotify'. Only the muggles in the room were nodding like this was normal.
Hermione: What is it?
Harry: Don't you think it's a bit odd that what Hagrid wants more than anything is a dragon, and a stranger shows up and just happens to have one? {They approach Hagrid, who is playing the Harry Potter theme on his flute.} I mean, how many people wander around with dragon eggs in their pockets? Why didn't I see it before?
"Oh, that was pretty much right," said Harry, nodding. "Very good, very good. 9/10 points for that monologue."
"And why am I playing the flute?" Hagrid mentioned. "I was shelling peas on an armchair just outside my hut!"
Harry: {arrive at Hagrid's hut} Hagrid, who gave you the dragon egg? {Hagrid stops playing.} What did he look like?
"Didn't Hagrid greet us, with an offer for a drink as well?" Hermione mentioned.
Hagrid: I don't know. I never saw his face. He kept his hood up.
"Same gist of what I said," Hagrid said, shrugging.
Harry: The stranger, though, you and he must have talked.
Hagrid: Well, he wanted to know what sort of creatures I looked after. I told him. I said, "After Fluffy, a dragon's gonna be no problem."
"I also told 'im that I was Gamekeeper here at Hogwarts," Hagrid shrugged. "But of course nothing seems to matter."
Harry: And did he seem interested in Fluffy?
Hagrid: Well, of course he was interested in Fluffy! How often do you come across a three headed dog, even if you're in the trade? But I told him. I said, "The trick with any beast is to know how to calm him. Take Fluffy, for example, just play him a bit of music and he falls straight to sleep."
"Hey, the dude kept buying me drinks, it was obviously all a hoax because he wanted me to tell him everything… yo Harry, didn't I promise not to drink ever again because it almost got you killed?" Hagrid said sleepily.
"Yes, you did," said Harry, shaking his head.
"Well, sorry Harry," said Hagrid. Harry laughed. "Anyway, that monologue… I give it 8/10."
The three gape.
Hagrid: I shouldn't have told you that. {The three take off.} Where you going?! Wait!
"That is honestly Hagrid's famous line!" Albus said, trying to contain his laughter.
"I only say it because I'm so bad at keeping secrets!" Hagrid said.
"Please, Hagrid," Sirius had tears of laughter in his eyes, "say it, once for us." He, James, James, Remus Lupin, Fred and George were all sitting in a line with their arms around each other, all laughing like the maniacs they are.
"I shouldn'ta told yeh that!" Hagrid cried, then cursing himself for doing it as the three generations of marauders howled in laughter.
Scene:
McGonagall's classroom. The three come tearing in and run up the aisles between desks. They pass a ghost and stop at the desk.
"I don't remember going to McGonagall's classroom," said Ron loudly, over the laughter of the marauders, and Hagrid, who was now also laughing at himself with them.
"You're right," Hermione added. "We were looking for Dumbledore's office when we saw her in the halls."
"And McGonagall was questioning what we were doing inside," Harry finished.
Harry: We have to see Professor Dumbledore, immediately!
"How dare you steal my line!" Hermione said. "I just said we wanted to see Professor Dumbledore, I didn't even be as dramatic as Harry is being here!"
"Well Harry Potter's gotta be dramatic!" James sr cried, stopping the singing the Hogwarts theme song with the marauders. Sirius, Fred and George were the only ones remaining, belting their lungs out. "He's my son!"
McGonagall: I'm afraid Professor Dumbledore is not here. He received an urgent owl from the Ministry of Magic and left immediately for London.
"I'm not even going to ask why?" McGonagall questioned. "AND WILL YOU THREE STOP?!"
"SO TEACH US THINGS WORTH KNOWING, BRING BACK WHAT WE'VE FORGOT, JUST DO YOUR BEST, WE'LL DO THE REST, AND LEARN UNTIL OUR BRAINS ALL ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!"
McGonagall was glaring at Sirius and the Weasley twins. "Are you done?"
All the marauders did a series of stupid, unrehearsed high fives that ended in a lot of smacks on the face. Then they all spoke in unison.
"Yes, Professor McGonagall!"
Harry: He's gone?! Now? But this is important! It's about...the Philosopher's Stone.
McGonagall: {shocked} How do you know—
"That must have seemed bad," Ginny laughed. "Professor must have thought you three were soooo fishy. You could have been dead meat right there."
Harry: Someone's going to try and steal it.
"Harry started to say Snape then stopped himself," Ron laughed. "But it wasn't even Snape, we honestly should have listened."
"But if we'd gone around blaming Quirrell, they would have said it couldn't of been him, too," Hermione muttered.
McGonagall: I don't know how you three found out about the stone, but I can assure you it is perfectly well-protected. Now would you go back to your dormitories? Quietly.
"I rate the monologue a 7.5/10," said McGonagall, shrugging.
"But you told us to go outside and enjoy the sunshine," Harry mentioned. "I mean, why would we go to the dorm in the middle of June when the sun is shining bright, welcoming us outside?"
{They leave.}
Scene:
After exiting McGonagall's class, they walk down the hallway.
Harry: That was no stranger Hagrid met in the village. It was Snape, which means he knows how to get past Fluffy.
"I was actually saying how it was that night, and how Snape sent a message to the ministry for Dumbledore to go there…" Harry said, shaking his head.
Hermione: And with Dumbledore gone…
"Again, the wrong line," Hermione said, shaking her head.
{Snape suddenly appears behind them}
Snape: Good afternoon. Now, what would three young Gryffindors such as yourselves be doing inside on a day like this?
"Pretty correct," said Snape in his cold, drawling voice. "I said you shouldn't be inside on a day like this."
Hermione: Uh...we were just...
"I didn't say that!" Hermione cried. "Harry started to say something along those lines!"
Snape: You want to be careful. People will think you're {Harry glares madly at Snape, who looks shocked} up to something. {Exit.}
"Man, that pause didn't happen," Ron said, shaking a bit, "but that dude is bloody good."
"Holy… heck… who is that guy?" Harry cried.
"JUST WAIT FOR THE CREDITS," the voice boomed.
"Didn't I say that Gryffindor couldn't afford any more points lost?" Snape wondered. "And that I would make Potter expelled if he did anymore night-time wanderings?"
Hermione: Now what do we do?
"I didn't say that," Hermione hissed. "Harry just went on explaining the plan."
Harry: We go down the trapdoor. Tonight.
"Wait…" Harry said. "Didn't we get Hermione to watch Snape?"
"Yes, you did," Ron said. "And then we went to wait by the third-floor corridor to stop Snape."
Scene: Nighttime. In the Gryffindor Common Room. The three friends come down the stairs and begin to walk across the floor. They stop when they hear croaking.
Harry: Trevor.
"Wait… already? What about that big conversation we all had?" Hermione said. "And then waiting around at the common room for everyone to leave… gosh, they must cut out everything, don't they!"
"Well, maybe it's good," said Ron. "I mean, for Rose, Hugo and the others to get to Hogwarts in time."
"Oh, yes!" Hermione cried, settling back into her seat. "But it's still quite annoying.
A chuckle boomed throughout the room.
"What's so funny?" Ginny called out. The voice was silent.
Ron: Trevor shh! Go, you shouldn't be here!
"But we actually didn't even see Trevor first," Harry muttered. "We saw Neville sitting on an armchair, holding Trevor. And Neville just asked what we were doing."
Neville: {appears behind a chair} Neither should you. You're sneaking out again, aren't you?
"Ughhhh Neville, you didn't figure it out that fast," said Ron. "Well, you did figure it out pretty fast, but Harry said were doing nothing first."
Harry: Now, Neville, listen. We were—
"These lines are all messed up," Hermione complained.
Neville: No! I won't let you! {stands} You'll get Gryffindor in trouble again! I-I'll fight you. {holds out fists.}
"Harry told me it was really important, I give that meant to be dialogue that was actually just my monologue a 6/10," said Neville.
Hermione: Neville, I'm really, really sorry about this...{takes out wand} Petrificus Totalus.
"That skipped Ron raging," Harry said, raising his eyebrows.
"Look, I was mad, OK?!" Ron said. "We were trying to do service to the school and Neville was stopping us!
"Well, I didn't want Gryffindor losing heaps of points again!" Neville barked.
Ron glared at him, but Hermione interrupted. "Listen, it was almost thirty years ago! Let's put this behind us!"
Neville is frozen and falls backwards onto the ground. Hermione puts her wand back.
"I actually fell onto my face," Neville said.
Ron: {Gulp} You're a little scary sometimes...you know that? Brilliant, but scary.
"Ron didn't say that," Harry said shaking his head. "I just asked Hermione what it was, then she explained what it was, then I said no time to explain to Neville, then we left."
Harry: Let's go. {Walks by Neville} Sorry.
Hermione: Sorry.
Ron: It's for your own good, you know. {Exit.}
"What Harry said before," said Ron. "That dialogue was wrong, and Harry was right."
"These people!" Hermione said angrily. "I mean, they add unnecessary scenes and remove important ones!"
Scene: The three are under the Invisibility cloak, sneaking along the corridor.
Hermione: Ow! You stood on my foot!
"I don't remember anyone standing on my foot," Hermione said, raising her eyebrows at the screen.
Ron: Sorry. {A flame lights. Hermione draws out her wand and points it at the door.}
"Of course it was me," Ron muttered. "These people just think I'm a joke, don't they?"
"I think they like me," Hermione said. "I've seemed to have a lot of lines."
Hermione: Alohomora.
"Oh, we didn't see Peeves come and Harry pretend to be the bloody baron," Ron grumbled.
Then Peeves came flying over to him. "WHAT?! IT WAS THE POTTY THAT PRETENDED TO BE THE BLOODY BARON, NOT THE ACTUAL BLOODY BARON?!"
"Errr…" Ron looked at Harry, who shook his head.
"No, that didn't happen Peeves," Harry said. Peeves obviously knew better, and was fuming.
The door opens and they go in.
Ron: Wait a minute...he's...{a blow of air, and the cape flutters off them.} Sleeping.
"Well, he was ish," said Ron.
Harry: Snape's already been here. He's put a spell on the harp. {They approach the sleeping dog.}
"Snape didn't put any spell on the harp, we had to quickly play Hagrid's flute," Hermione pointed out.
"It doesn't seem like you guys brought any flute," said Ginny.
"Well I got the flute for Christmas, but that didn't seem to happen here," Harry mentioned.
Ron: Uh. It's got horrible breath!
Harry: We have to move its paw.
"Harry wasn't speaking," Ron said. "He was, um, blowing on the flute."
"Well there's no flute there, is there? What is this spell on the harp anyway?" Hermione responded.
Ron: What?!
Harry: Come on! {grabs paw, which is blocking the door.} Okay. Push! {They strain and move it. They open the door.} I'll go first. Don't follow until I give you a sign. {Fluffy's eyes open.} If something bad happens, get yourselves out...Does it seem a bit...quiet?
"What about telling them to go to the owners and send a letter to Dumbledore?" Harry groaned. "And I'd already basically lowered myself through the hole."
Hermione: The harp. It stopped playing.
"No, it didn't," Ron said. "Hermione just kept playing the flute!"
Drool from one head comes down on Ron's shoulder.
"This is so wrong," Hermione complained.
Ron: Ew! Yuck! Ugh. {All three kids look up and see Fluffy standing there. Fluffy barks and growls, thrashing. It breaks the harp and dives at the three.}
Harry: Jump! Go! {They all jump through the trapdoor.}
"This didn't happen," said Harry. "I went down, then said it was OK, then Ron went, then Hermione stopped playing and jumped!"
Ron: Ahh! {gasps as he lands on some mushy black rope like vines.} Whoa. Lucky this plant thing is here, really.
"I remember thinking we must have been miles under the school," Hermione remembered.
Harry: Whoa! {The plant begins to move towards them.} Oh. Ahh! {The plant ties them up.}
"Sheeeeettt," cried both James in unison. Both Lilys just rolled their eyes and looked at them.
Hermione: Stop moving, both of you. This is Devil's Snare. You have to relax. If you don't, it will only kill you faster.
"No, you just need sunlight," said Hermione.
"And to remember that you're a witch," Ron teased. Hermione rolled her eyes.
Ron: Kill us faster?! Oh, now I can relax!
"Mmm, knowing the name really helps," Ron corrected.
Hermione manages a smile as she is sucked down below.
"That didn't happen," Hermione muttered. "I just managed to escape."
Ron and Harry: Hermione!
Ron: Now what are we gonna do?!
"Just wait for Hermione to be stupid, then find her mind, then save us all!" Ron said.
"Oh, shut up," Hermione muttered.
Hermione's voice: Just relax!
Harry: Hermione! Where are you?!
"I was actually just beside you," Hermione grumbled.
Hermione (from below): Do what I say. Trust me.
Harry relaxes and is sucked through.
"Arrggghhhh this didn't happen!" Harry cried.
Ron: Ahh! Harry!
"Of course they make me seem like some dumb-ass baboon!" Ron grumbled angrily.
"Well maybe they're right," Hermione joked. Ron glared at her.
Harry falls through and lands on the hard ground. Hermione goes over to him and he stands up.
Ron: Harry!
Ron was fuming. "Look, I'm not this dumb! This didn't even happen, maybe they're just trying to hate on me, maybe that was the reason for this scene!"
"Yeah, but you know what, Ron?" Hermione said, touching Ron's arm. "We both know that this guy isn't you. And that girl there isn't me. And the dude with blue eyes isn't Harry. They're just actors, pretending to be us. So, whatever happens on there doesn't reflect the truth."
Ron nodded and smiled.
Hermione: Are you okay?
Harry: Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.
"Well, of course I was fine. I just fell out of the plant after the flames erupted through the plant," said Harry.
Ron: Help!
Hermione: He's not relaxing, is he?
Ron was again struggling not to scream at the screen.
Harry: Apparently not.
Ron: Help! Help me!
"Oh my gosh…" Ron's voice was holding back an uproar of anger. "This is honestly just… arghhhh!"
Hermione: We've got to do something!
Harry: What?
"Hermione saved both of us," Harry said. "And Ron wasn't this dumb."
"You can say that again," Ron said angrily.
Hermione: Uh! I remember reading something in Herbology. {Ron: Help!} Um Devil's Snare, Devil's Scare, {The snare shuts Ron's mouth} it's deadly fun...but will sulk in the sun!
"No, it likes the dark and damp," Hermione corrected her movie self.
Hermione: That's it! Devil's Snare hates sunlight!
"Didn't Harry say to light a fire?" Ron said.
Hermione: {takes out wand and points upwards.} Lumus Solem! {A beam of light shoots out. The Snare shrieks and recoils. Ron falls below.}
"Wait…" Ron said. "Hermione kept her head? No she didn't! This… oh my gosh. She was saying there was no wood, because she forgot she was a witch!"
"Yes, and then you reminded me that I was a witch," Hermione added to Ron's argument.
Ron: Ahhh!
Harry: Ron, are you okay?
Ron shook his head, still in a state of anger. "You know, what's the bet they cut out the chess game, or make you two lead it while I just sit back and relax? Who is this git who calls himself Ron Weasley?"
Harry shook his head. "I honestly don't know."
Ron: Yeah.
Harry: Okay.
Ron: {stands} Whew. Lucky I didn't panic!
Ron clenched his fists on the arms of his chair. "Is this guy just serving as comic relief or something?!"
"Seems to be," Ginny said.
"You'd think Fred, George and Peeves would be enough," Hermione said.
"Peeves doesn't seem like he's gonna be in this much," Harry mentioned.
Harry: Lucky Hermione pays attention in Herbology.
"And that Harry keeps his head in crisis," Ron said. "Hermione forgetting she's a bloody witch." He rolled his eyes, and Hermione simply ignored him.
There is a sound.
Hermione: What is that?
"It was actually me who asked if you guys could hear something," Ron muttered. "Bloody comic relief."
Harry: I don't know. Sounds like wings.
"I remember we thought it was a ghost at first," Harry laughed.
"Oh, I remember that," said Hermione.
They enter into a room filled with golden "birds."
"Oh, it's the keys we thought were birds," Ron said.
Hermione: Curious. I've never seen birds like these.
"I didn't say that," said Hermione. "Harry ran across, thinking they'd all swoop him, just before he realised…"
Harry: They're not birds, they're keys. And I'll bet one of them fits that door. {They come upon a broomstick, suspended in the air.}
"Wait… there was more than one broomstick," said Harry. "We all rode one!"
Hermione: What's this all about?
"What…?"
Harry: I don't know. Strange.
"I don't remember this…"
{Ron creeps over to the door and takes out his wand.}
Ron: {rattles lock.} Alohomora! {Shrugs} Well, it was worth a try.
"I didn't try that."
Hermione: Ugh! What're we going to do? There must be 1000 keys up there!
"I actually thought there would be hundreds," Hermione corrected.
Ron: We're looking for a big old fashioned one. Probably rusty like the handle.
"Oh, wow," said Ron. "I was faithful to my true self for once."
Harry: There! I see it! {points} The one with the broken wing! {He looks at the broom.}
"Wait… the feathers of those keys, they were actually colourful!" Harry told everyone. "I remember, the one we needed had bright blue wings."
"But didn't you spot that it had a broken wing once we were already in the air?" Hermione asked.
"Yeah, that's right," said Harry.
Hermione: What's wrong, Harry?
Harry: It's too simple.
"What?!" Harry cried. "I did not waste time like that, we all just hopped on!"
"Well, like Hermione said before," Ron grumbled. "They've got to take out important bits, then add details that don't even matter."
Ron: Oh, go on, Harry! If Snape can catch it on that old broomstick, you can! You're the youngest seeker in a century!
"But I didn't catch it on that old broomstick," Snape snarled. "I didn't even go in there!"
"Sorry, Professor!" Hermione cried.
Harry nods and grabs the broom. All the keys suddenly go one direction, right at Harry. He climbs on, swiping at them.
"What the…" Harry stared at the screen in confusion. "That… that did not happen."
Ron: This complicates things a bit!
"But… it didn't even happen," Hermione said. "The problem was just managing to catch the key! It was flying all over the place."
Harry pushes off into the air. He flies off, after the key. The others follow him. Harry grabs the key.
"But… omigod, Hermione and I flew as well!" Ron cried.
Harry: Catch the key!
"We all hopped off and I unlocked it myself," Harry muttered.
He zooms by and throws the key to Hermione, who catches it and heads for the lock while Harry distracts the other keys. Hermione puts it in the lock.
"But Harry unlocked it ughhhhh!" Hermione complained.
Ron: Hurry up!
"Yeah don't you say anything!" Ron yelled at the guy pretending to be him. "You didn't even help! You see me, yeah I came from below to distract the key, whereas you did nothing!"
The door opens, and Hermione and Ron rush through, followed by Harry. They shut the door just as the keys slam up against it.
"Just in time!" Ginny laughed. "And we all live happily ever after!"
"Even if it didn't happen," Ron added.
Scene:
They enter a dark room, with broken pieces all around it.
"Creepy…" Lily jr muttered. "Very creepy."
Hermione: I don't like this. I don't like this at all.
"I don't remember saying that," said Hermione.
Harry: Where are we? A graveyard?
"Why would I think it's a graveyard?" Harry muttered.
Ron: This is no graveyard. {sighs} It's a chessboard. {Walks out onto the marble board and flames light, illuminating the board and GIANT players. Harry and Hermione come up with him.}
"Yeah, the lights came on just as we entered the room," Ron said, shaking his head.
Harry: There's the door.
"Oh, wow, we're honestly that pathetically dim-witted that we think we can just walk across the chessboard without playing?" Hermione hissed at the screen.
"Of course it just takes my moments away from me," Ron grumbled angrily.
They walk across the board, towards the door. Suddenly, as they reach a line of pawns, the pawns bring up their swords. The three jump and back up.
"YESSSSS!" Ron cried. "Yes, yes, yes!"
Hermione: Now what do we do?
"That was my line!" Harry cried. "I said it, and it should have been before that complete and utter stupidity earlier."
Ron: It's obvious, isn't it? We've got to play our way across the room. All right. Harry, you take the Bishop's square. Hermione, you'll be the Queen's side castle. As for me, I'll be a knight. {They all take their places.}
"Wait, didn't Ron ask the knight if we had to play our way across? And then say we we're trash at chess?" Hermione said.
"I didn't say it like that," Ron said, his ears turning pink. But Hermione just laughed and hit him lightly.
Hermione: What happens now?
"I didn't say that," said Hermione, shaking her head.
Ron: {aboard a horse.} Well, white moves first, and then...we play. {A pawn on the other side moves forward. Ron studies the game.}
"Ehh… faithful enough…. 8.5/10," said Ron.
Hermione: Ron, you don't suppose this is going to be like...real wizard's chess, do you?
"I don't remember Hermione saying that," said Harry.
Ron: You there! D-5! {A black pawn moves forward, diagonal to the white pawn. The white pawn raises its swords and smashes the black one. The three jump.} Yes, Hermione, I think this is going to be exactly like wizard's chess!
"Oh, shoot," Ginny raised her eyebrows.
"That didn't happen, our first chessman lost was the other knight, by the queen," Ron mentioned.
The game continues. Pieces smash each other, boom! Boom!
"This music though!" Sirius and the other marauders were bopping their heads.
"It is so dramatic!" Ginny said, pretending to play the drums along with it.
Ron: Castle to E-4! {Smash!} Pawn to C-3!
Smash! Boom! The Queen turns, and smashes a piece! Harry, Ron and Hermione wince. The Queen turns again. Both Ron and Harry study the game.
"This is the most beautiful and dramatic thing I've ever seen!" Fred and George chimed.
Harry: Wait a minute…
"Wait, I didn't realise! Ron realised it!" Harry said. "And thanks Ron, by the way."
"All good mate, it was worth it," Ron grinned.
Ron: You understand right, Harry. Once I make my move, the Queen will take me...then you'll be free to check the King.
"Well, that's chess," Ron said. "You've got to make your sacrifices."
"Chess is really just a whole bunch of figures moving around on a board killing each other," Hermione muttered.
Ron gasped dramatically. "Never insult chess in front of me, Hermione!"
Harry: No, Ron! No!
Hermione: What is it?
"They make it seem like I'm not listening!" Hermione mentioned. "I mean, I was listening, and we both yelled at Ron not to do it!"
Harry: He's going to sacrifice himself!
"Why does Hermione need to be told twice?" Harry grumbled.
"Yeah, well now Hermione knows how I feel!" Ron muttered angrily.
"OK, OK…"
Hermione: No, Ron, you can't! {Ron closes his eyes.} There must be another way!
"Arghhh…" Hermione now understood Ron's annoyance before.
Ron: {turns to face Hermione.} Do you want to stop Snape or not? Harry, it's you that has to go on. I know it. Not me, not Hermione, you. {Harry nods.} Knight...to H-3.
Ron's horse moves forward, slides and stops.
"Wait, I just realised…" said Ron. "I wasn't on a horse, I was just standing there, like you two."
"Oh, yeah…" Harry said, remembering.
Ron: Check.
"Oh!" Ron cried out. "I forgot to say check, god dammit."
The Queen turns and advances. Ron breathes faster, clutching the steel reins. The Queen stops. SMASH! Ron goes flying off the horse and lands on the floor, unconscious.
Ron: Ahhhh!
Hermione let out a low exhale of a breath. "That was really brave of you, Ron."
Ron raised his eyebrows up and down, then started flexing his muscles.
"Ugh, not when you do that," Hermione groaned, looking back up at the screen.
Harry: RON! {Hermione starts walking to him.} NO! Don't move! Don't forget, we're still playing.
"I did not attempt to move!" Hermione said. "I found it quite hard, but I didn't."
{Hermione moves back. Harry walks the diagonal in front of the King.}
Harry: Checkmate. {The Kings sword falls onto the ground victory. Harry breathes out and then the two run to Ron. They bend beside him.}
"Wait, but the king dropped its crown down to me," Harry said, shaking his head.
Harry: Take care of Ron. Then, go to the owlery. Send a message to Dumbledore. Ron's right...I have to go on.
"Wait, but… but Hermione came with me to the Potions task," Harry said. "She basically solved the entire thing."
"Maybe… you're just gonna have to figure it out on your own," Hermione chuckled.
Hermione: You'll be okay, Harry. You're a great wizard, you really are.
Harry: Not as good as you.
"Well, technically Hermione isn't a wizard," said Ginny, "she's a witch."
Hermione: {smile} Me? Books and cleverness? There are more important things. Friendship, and bravery. And Harry, just be careful.
"Oh, wow, you didn't throw your arms around me," Harry muttered.
"We weren't even in the right place," Hermione said, shaking her head. "I think this must mean…"
"Well, I'm either doing the potions task on my own, or it's not going to be in the movie," Harry said.
Harry nods and stands, walking away.
"Well, it's time to see, I guess," said Hermione, holding her breath.
OK, TheNotA has asked me to put this on my next update about the hater (so the following message does NOT belong to me):
This is TheNotA, Fanf1cgurl's friend, speaking directly to 'Ummm':
Obviously you're the weak one if you're so cowardly that you're posing this as a guest. What a hypocritical cow you are. Look, my dear b***, follow the golden rule of fanfiction: DON'T LIKE, DON'T read. What's the point of your miserable little s***ty life, to annoy the f*** out of perfectly good writers? Shoo, you stupid little mosquito-like insect.
See you all next chapter! *starts jumping up and down in excitement*