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"Come on Uncle," I shouted as I ran down the halls. Finally I was standing in front of the statue that would lead to Dumbledore's office. "Say the password!"
"Not until you tell me what's going on."
"I'm not goin to explain until Professor Dumbledore is in the same room as us. Now say the password!" Our shouts were gathering attention. Teachers and students, who were doing various evening things, looked on. Finally, McGonagall approached us.
"What is going on here?" she asked.
"I need to talk to Dumbledore."
"If Professor Snape had not already told you, then I will. Professor Dumbledore is busy and can not be disturbed."
"But it's really important," I whined. I was losing patience and the stares weren't helping my control. "It concerns Wormtail."
"Wormtail?" Rona and Harry repeated as they approached me. "What do you know?" I held up the jar that held Wormtail. Ron, Harry, and McGonagall peered into it. "That's him!" Harry shouted. His eyes held a murderous glint.
"That's why I need to talk to him."
McGonagall turned to the students and teachers. "Please return to your common rooms and wait for announcements." After everyone left, she stepped forward. "Starbursts." The statue moved aside and the staircase was revealed.
I ran up the stairs and was followed by Ron and Harry. Instead of knocking, I ran right into the room. "We have a problem," I said as I placed the jar on his desk. As I expected, Dumbledore was not surprised.
"I didn't tell you everything about my dream. Wormtail saw my mother tell me about that room. And that's him in the jar. I caught him tonight."
"That would mean that Voldemort would know about his death and about us. Wouldn't he try to avoid that place then?"
"Not necessarily. If we could make him forget and then trap him...that might work." The teachers were quietly watching us talk. Everyone forgot that Ron was there, until he shouted, "What are you talking about?!"
Harry and I looked at Dumbledore. When he didn't say anything, I told Ron everything. "What are we going to do about Wormtail then?" he asked at the end.
"We let him go," Dumbledore said logically.
"No!" shouted the kids. "You can't do that. He's the reason Voldemort is watching my mother and he knows things about us. Who knows how long he has been spying."
"If we don't let him report to Voldemort," my uncle said, "then Voldemort will be suspicious. If you truly want to trap him, use Wormtail as the bait. We get Wormtail to communicate certain things to Voldemort and then he will fall into your hands."
Ron and Harry were looking at each other. Never before had they heard Snape talk rationally and logically. I kept back a smile, but barely. When my uncle noticed their faces, his face returned to his normal scowl. "If I'm to be mocked and insulted, then I'm going to leave." He turned around and left in a huff. Ron and Harry continued to look at each other.
"You really should cut him some slack," I said. Not wanting to get into details, I turned to Dumbledore. "So, what are we going to do?"
"I will find out what Worm. Peter knows. Then, like Snape said, I will make him remember only certain things and we will send him back to Voldemort."
"Won't Voldemort know that you've messed with his mind?" Harry asked.
"Not if I do it correctly."
McGonagall cleared her throat. "I'm sure you all have homework, so I suggest you head back to the common room." Harry, Ron and I left, but I stopped right outside the doors. McGonagall wanted to say something and I knew it wasn't good.
"Have you heard from her mother yet?"
Dumbledore's face was filled with worry. "I have not. Her report is two days late. We can only hope for the best." McGonagall turned to leave and I ran down the stairs. I knew they were talking about my mother and I hoped they were wrong.
A/N: Sorry for the short chapters and for the delay in posting. I hope y'all are still enjoying this. Please leave your comments by pushing that little button that says "Go." Bye!
A/N: I hope y'all are enjoying this.
"Come on Uncle," I shouted as I ran down the halls. Finally I was standing in front of the statue that would lead to Dumbledore's office. "Say the password!"
"Not until you tell me what's going on."
"I'm not goin to explain until Professor Dumbledore is in the same room as us. Now say the password!" Our shouts were gathering attention. Teachers and students, who were doing various evening things, looked on. Finally, McGonagall approached us.
"What is going on here?" she asked.
"I need to talk to Dumbledore."
"If Professor Snape had not already told you, then I will. Professor Dumbledore is busy and can not be disturbed."
"But it's really important," I whined. I was losing patience and the stares weren't helping my control. "It concerns Wormtail."
"Wormtail?" Rona and Harry repeated as they approached me. "What do you know?" I held up the jar that held Wormtail. Ron, Harry, and McGonagall peered into it. "That's him!" Harry shouted. His eyes held a murderous glint.
"That's why I need to talk to him."
McGonagall turned to the students and teachers. "Please return to your common rooms and wait for announcements." After everyone left, she stepped forward. "Starbursts." The statue moved aside and the staircase was revealed.
I ran up the stairs and was followed by Ron and Harry. Instead of knocking, I ran right into the room. "We have a problem," I said as I placed the jar on his desk. As I expected, Dumbledore was not surprised.
"I didn't tell you everything about my dream. Wormtail saw my mother tell me about that room. And that's him in the jar. I caught him tonight."
"That would mean that Voldemort would know about his death and about us. Wouldn't he try to avoid that place then?"
"Not necessarily. If we could make him forget and then trap him...that might work." The teachers were quietly watching us talk. Everyone forgot that Ron was there, until he shouted, "What are you talking about?!"
Harry and I looked at Dumbledore. When he didn't say anything, I told Ron everything. "What are we going to do about Wormtail then?" he asked at the end.
"We let him go," Dumbledore said logically.
"No!" shouted the kids. "You can't do that. He's the reason Voldemort is watching my mother and he knows things about us. Who knows how long he has been spying."
"If we don't let him report to Voldemort," my uncle said, "then Voldemort will be suspicious. If you truly want to trap him, use Wormtail as the bait. We get Wormtail to communicate certain things to Voldemort and then he will fall into your hands."
Ron and Harry were looking at each other. Never before had they heard Snape talk rationally and logically. I kept back a smile, but barely. When my uncle noticed their faces, his face returned to his normal scowl. "If I'm to be mocked and insulted, then I'm going to leave." He turned around and left in a huff. Ron and Harry continued to look at each other.
"You really should cut him some slack," I said. Not wanting to get into details, I turned to Dumbledore. "So, what are we going to do?"
"I will find out what Worm. Peter knows. Then, like Snape said, I will make him remember only certain things and we will send him back to Voldemort."
"Won't Voldemort know that you've messed with his mind?" Harry asked.
"Not if I do it correctly."
McGonagall cleared her throat. "I'm sure you all have homework, so I suggest you head back to the common room." Harry, Ron and I left, but I stopped right outside the doors. McGonagall wanted to say something and I knew it wasn't good.
"Have you heard from her mother yet?"
Dumbledore's face was filled with worry. "I have not. Her report is two days late. We can only hope for the best." McGonagall turned to leave and I ran down the stairs. I knew they were talking about my mother and I hoped they were wrong.
A/N: Sorry for the short chapters and for the delay in posting. I hope y'all are still enjoying this. Please leave your comments by pushing that little button that says "Go." Bye!