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I spent many weeks working hard on my school work, and each day, my family (OMG! They are really my family!) would come and check on me. I made a couple of friends, and I stuck with them, never revealing my secret.
Then came Halloween. I didn't go around school wearing costumes like the rest of my classmates, because I had been Hermione for the past eight years of my life.
I enjoyed all my classes, especially Herbology. Mostly because it was taught by Professor Longbottom.
The only class I didn't like was Divination. I keep falling asleep and can't even remember the teacher's name. Good thing she always forgets to give us homework.
That evening was the Halloween feast. Everything looked so delicious, but I went a little overboard on the Pumpkin Juice, so after drinking cup after cup, I made a quick trip to the bathroom. Just as I left, I heard the ending of Dumbledore's announcements.
"Stay clear of the staircases on…." He trailed off as I turned the corner. Probably someone just got pranked by one of the ghosts and wet their pants. He was just making sure we didn't slip.
As I headed up the final set of stairs, my foot slipped as I stepped up onto the first stair. Probably just from the marble polish they put on the stairs every month. I regained my balance, and kept going. Around the middle, I saw a patch of shiny marble, that didn't quite fit in with the rest. I tried my best to go around it, but slipped again, and fell straight through the stair. As I tumbled down the never-ending-stairway, I lost my voice from screaming for so long, and my Pumpkin Juice. :0
After falling for another three minutes, I landed in a big pile of black vines. Holy cricket, this is Devil's Snare! I think to myself. And the one time I leave my wand in my room! I think about my rotten luck, and then remember my aunt's quote:
"Stop moving, both of you. This is Devil's Snare! You have to relax. If you don't, it will only kill you faster."
Right. Just relax. Relax. As soon as my body un-tensed, the Devil's Snare let me go into a dark hallway, lit only by torches on the wall. I took one out of it's holder and started down the damp path. As I walked down the long hallway, something caught my eye. Like a little flicker from a stone or something. As I pick up speed, I also notice that the temperature dropped as I became closer to the light.
I approach a stone tomb in the center of a large room. As I look closer at the writing in the stone, another flicker from across the room catches my eye. A desk, with many books and pages sprawled out across it, was in the corner of the room. All of the book titles were very advanced. As I flipped over the last one, also the thickest, I dropped my torch in fear. Horcruxes, read the title. I backed away from the desk, picked up my torch, and looked at the tomb for the last time. As soon as I saw the name carved into the cold and cursed stone, I turned and fled down the hallway screaming for a way out.