Disclaimer: I own only Nadia, Abby, the charm, and the plot of this story.
So please don't sue, I'm broke!
"Have you noticed something strange going on with Harry lately?" Hermione asked Ron a week after the charm was discovered. "I mean, he's been spending a lot of time up in the dormitory lately. It seems that he just comes down to eat and go to lessons."
"It's just nerves, he'll be fine," Ron replied. But in truth, Ron didn't want to believe that anything was wrong with Harry.
"But he hasn't done any of his homework. He's got himself a weeks worth of detentions from five different teachers!" Hermione whispered. They were in the library, and Madam Pince was already casting a surly eye over the pair of them.
"I told you, he'll be fine. He's probably just.well I dunno, just busy with something." Ron whispered back.
"Yeah.well if he doesn't improve I'm going to talk to him."
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"Nadia, come on! They're going to run out of food if we don't go," Abby moaned as she tugged on Nadia's arm.
"I've got to go do something in the common room. I.um.I left my History book up there," Nadia said slowly.
Abby's blonde head bobbed away in the crowd, but Nadia couldn't stand for long. She had been watching Harry lately, trying to find a way that she could steal up into his dormitory to search for the charm, if there really was one. But he ate fast, and then he was back in the tower.
Nadia sprinted up the staircases, and gasped the password, (niffler) at the Fat Lady. She sprang up the boys' staircase and wrenched open the door. She found Harry's trunk without difficulty, as it had HARRY POTTER written across the top. She opened it and began ruffling through his clothes, searching for the accursed thing. Her heart skipped a beat as she removed a small green and gold ball. She was about to put it in her pocket, when she felt a hand grip her robes and thrust her backwards. She looked up feebly into Harry's face, which was pale and full of fury.
"How dare you try to take that beautiful thing! Give it to me! I said GIVE IT TO ME!" Harry shrieked.
Nadia wouldn't open her hand to Harry, but she had to when he struck her across the face. She crawled towards the door, as Harry sat, cross-legged on his bed, stroking the charm. (Think of Smeagle/Golem stroking the ring) "My precious, I won't let them take you, you'll stay here, with me," He whispered in a low voice.
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Harry tramped down the stairs furiously. Hermione was forcing him to come down to the common room and finish his homework. He threw himself in a chair, snatched his homework out of his bag, and began to write so fast that he had to restart three times from all the ink blots.
"Harry, slow down and at least make it look presentable," Hermione said, not looking up from her diagram of Neptune.
"Oh yeah? So now I've got to make things look presentable, do I?" he said loudly.
"You always have had to. Harry, why do you stay up in your dormitory all of the time now? We've been getting worried," Hermione almost pleaded.
"Yeah, I was thinking the same thing. There's nothing special up there. Besides, all you do is sit on your bed. What's so great about that?" Ron said slowly.
"Look, you guys don't understand! Just leave me alone. I don't need you two, I don't need anyone!" Harry shouted. The common room went quiet.
"You're going to get kicked out of Hogwarts if you don't start doing you're homework! McGonagall said so! I heard her; don't tell me she didn't tell you!" Hermione shrieked. She was now on her feet, her face red.
Ron remained quiet, watching the row. He never was one to shout much. He thought he'd just make it worse if he interfered.
"I don't need to stay at Hogwarts! I might as well go pack right now!" Harry yelled.
"Fine, you know what, fine! Just go throw your life away and be a bum lying on some street corner, begging for money. Because, apparently, you don't *need* anything! Not even you two best friends!" Hermione screamed.
Harry glared at her, then sat down and finished his essay in silence. After he was done, (he still had four more due) he traipsed back up the stairs and slammed the dormitory door behind him.
*~Drama, so much fun. This chapter was a little shorter, but oh well. Hope you guys are enjoying it!~*
"Have you noticed something strange going on with Harry lately?" Hermione asked Ron a week after the charm was discovered. "I mean, he's been spending a lot of time up in the dormitory lately. It seems that he just comes down to eat and go to lessons."
"It's just nerves, he'll be fine," Ron replied. But in truth, Ron didn't want to believe that anything was wrong with Harry.
"But he hasn't done any of his homework. He's got himself a weeks worth of detentions from five different teachers!" Hermione whispered. They were in the library, and Madam Pince was already casting a surly eye over the pair of them.
"I told you, he'll be fine. He's probably just.well I dunno, just busy with something." Ron whispered back.
"Yeah.well if he doesn't improve I'm going to talk to him."
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"Nadia, come on! They're going to run out of food if we don't go," Abby moaned as she tugged on Nadia's arm.
"I've got to go do something in the common room. I.um.I left my History book up there," Nadia said slowly.
Abby's blonde head bobbed away in the crowd, but Nadia couldn't stand for long. She had been watching Harry lately, trying to find a way that she could steal up into his dormitory to search for the charm, if there really was one. But he ate fast, and then he was back in the tower.
Nadia sprinted up the staircases, and gasped the password, (niffler) at the Fat Lady. She sprang up the boys' staircase and wrenched open the door. She found Harry's trunk without difficulty, as it had HARRY POTTER written across the top. She opened it and began ruffling through his clothes, searching for the accursed thing. Her heart skipped a beat as she removed a small green and gold ball. She was about to put it in her pocket, when she felt a hand grip her robes and thrust her backwards. She looked up feebly into Harry's face, which was pale and full of fury.
"How dare you try to take that beautiful thing! Give it to me! I said GIVE IT TO ME!" Harry shrieked.
Nadia wouldn't open her hand to Harry, but she had to when he struck her across the face. She crawled towards the door, as Harry sat, cross-legged on his bed, stroking the charm. (Think of Smeagle/Golem stroking the ring) "My precious, I won't let them take you, you'll stay here, with me," He whispered in a low voice.
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Harry tramped down the stairs furiously. Hermione was forcing him to come down to the common room and finish his homework. He threw himself in a chair, snatched his homework out of his bag, and began to write so fast that he had to restart three times from all the ink blots.
"Harry, slow down and at least make it look presentable," Hermione said, not looking up from her diagram of Neptune.
"Oh yeah? So now I've got to make things look presentable, do I?" he said loudly.
"You always have had to. Harry, why do you stay up in your dormitory all of the time now? We've been getting worried," Hermione almost pleaded.
"Yeah, I was thinking the same thing. There's nothing special up there. Besides, all you do is sit on your bed. What's so great about that?" Ron said slowly.
"Look, you guys don't understand! Just leave me alone. I don't need you two, I don't need anyone!" Harry shouted. The common room went quiet.
"You're going to get kicked out of Hogwarts if you don't start doing you're homework! McGonagall said so! I heard her; don't tell me she didn't tell you!" Hermione shrieked. She was now on her feet, her face red.
Ron remained quiet, watching the row. He never was one to shout much. He thought he'd just make it worse if he interfered.
"I don't need to stay at Hogwarts! I might as well go pack right now!" Harry yelled.
"Fine, you know what, fine! Just go throw your life away and be a bum lying on some street corner, begging for money. Because, apparently, you don't *need* anything! Not even you two best friends!" Hermione screamed.
Harry glared at her, then sat down and finished his essay in silence. After he was done, (he still had four more due) he traipsed back up the stairs and slammed the dormitory door behind him.
*~Drama, so much fun. This chapter was a little shorter, but oh well. Hope you guys are enjoying it!~*