A/N: In case any of you aren't formilure w/ the tv show The Mole, the object of it is to try to figure out who the mole, or the traitor, is. So who do YOU think it is?
Lol also, I'm having a little trouble w/ the formating lol..please r/r J Thanks!
PART 2 of HP: The Mole
As the group starts to leave, Malfoy turns to Ginny.
Malfoy: Great! I'm freaking stuck with you!
Ginny turns very red. She looks about to cry.
Ginny: I'm sorry! I--I didn't pick the teams!
Malfoy feels bad...almost.
Malfoy: Just....forget about it, eh, kid? Now where is that stupid boat..?
::boat appears::
Malfoy: Oh alright then...You er get in first..
Ginny got in the boat, followed my Malfoy.
Ginny: Um, Mal--or um Draco, don't you think the boat should be in the water?
Malfoy looked down and saw that they were still on the ground. He blushed.
Malfoy: Well I've never been in a boat before..so it goes in the water?
Ginny: yes. Dad has one in his shed.
Malfoy: Oh well then erm, what are we waiting for..?
They got out of the boat and took it down to the bay.
~~~~MEANWHILE~~~~
Hermione and Ron stood beside their broomsticks. They both looked extremely uncomfortable.
Hermione: Er, Ron, I have um never rode on one of these before…
Ron blushed.
Ron: It can't be that hard though, right? I mean, if Malfoy can do it…
Hermione gave a nervous smile. She mounted her broom, which was about four feel off the ground. Ron did the same.
Ron: I really wish Harry was here…
Hermione: Yeah. You ready?
Ron took a deep breath.
Ron: Ready.
They took off. To someone on the ground, they must have looked like two bolts of lightning, they were going so fast. But no one else was around.
~~~~ON THE OTHER SIDE OF TOWN~~~~
Crabbe and Goyle looked at each other nervously.
Crabbe: How do you apparate?
Goyle shook his head.
Goyle: No idea.
Crabbe: Well…..then what should we do?
Goyle: Hey, I got an idea! How about we click our heels together three times and say 'There's no place like home, there's no place like home…?'
Crabbe shakes his head.
Crabbe: Goyle, where DO you come up with these things?
Goyle: I don't know.
::Crabbe paces around the room::
Crabbe: Let's just hope Draco and Jenny (*A/N: yes, I know that's not her name…but Crabbe obviously doesn't..: ) *) find Harry.
Goyle looked up at the ceiling thoghtfully.
Goyle: I've always wanted to go in a boat. I've always liked muggle objects….and if it's enchanted, that's even better!
Crabbe nods his head.
Crabbe: Boats have always seemed so..romantic….
Crabbe gave a loud sigh.
Goyle: D' ya think Draco and Genie are having a good time?
Crabbe: I bet by now, they're snogging!
~~~~IN BOAT~~~~
The two were now out in the boat, sitting in silence.
Malfoy: How the HELL are we sapposed to find stupid Potty?
Ginny: Please don't call him that.
Malfoy turned to her.
Malfoy: You like him, don't you?
Ginny realised that she may never talk to Malfoy again after this mission, unless of course they were assigned to work with one another on another task. She had always secretly liked him (although, like most people, detested his father). She decided to tell him her true feelings.
Ginny: Not as much as I like you.
~~~~IN THE AIR~~~
Hermione and Ron had been flying around now for nearly 20 minutes, finally regaining partial control over their brooms.
Ron: I have no clue where Harry is. Do we have ANY clues to follow at all?
Hermione shook her head.
Hermione: He could be nearly anywhere in England. I have an idea: you look for any possible towers and I'll look for……everything else. Okay?
Ron: Uh, alright.
And with that, Hermione was off.
Ron saw a large tower off in the distance. It was huge; much taller than even Hogwarts. He rushed tword it.
When he got close enough, he saw that someone seemed to be waving a large flag out of one of the large windows. He flew closer.
He couldn't see Harry but suspected that he must have been in there. He landed on the very top of the tower. He spoted a door on one of the smaller towers, perched upon the top. He climed inside.
It was dark; almost suspiciously dark. Ron was walking down a long hallway for nearly five minutes before he saw a door. He smiled triumphantly to himself and opened it.
But what he saw was not Harry at all, but a tall, black-cloaked figure pacing up and down the room.
Figure: So you've come, Weasley. Thinking of winning this contest? Over my dead body!
Ron was suddenly shot backwards. He tried to open his eyes, but found that he couldn't. He had been undoubtably been hit by the blinding curse, a curse that Lord Voldemort had used one-too-many times.
**So what should happen next? Do u think u know who the mole is (lol)? R/R J
**NADEYA
Lol also, I'm having a little trouble w/ the formating lol..please r/r J Thanks!
PART 2 of HP: The Mole
As the group starts to leave, Malfoy turns to Ginny.
Malfoy: Great! I'm freaking stuck with you!
Ginny turns very red. She looks about to cry.
Ginny: I'm sorry! I--I didn't pick the teams!
Malfoy feels bad...almost.
Malfoy: Just....forget about it, eh, kid? Now where is that stupid boat..?
::boat appears::
Malfoy: Oh alright then...You er get in first..
Ginny got in the boat, followed my Malfoy.
Ginny: Um, Mal--or um Draco, don't you think the boat should be in the water?
Malfoy looked down and saw that they were still on the ground. He blushed.
Malfoy: Well I've never been in a boat before..so it goes in the water?
Ginny: yes. Dad has one in his shed.
Malfoy: Oh well then erm, what are we waiting for..?
They got out of the boat and took it down to the bay.
~~~~MEANWHILE~~~~
Hermione and Ron stood beside their broomsticks. They both looked extremely uncomfortable.
Hermione: Er, Ron, I have um never rode on one of these before…
Ron blushed.
Ron: It can't be that hard though, right? I mean, if Malfoy can do it…
Hermione gave a nervous smile. She mounted her broom, which was about four feel off the ground. Ron did the same.
Ron: I really wish Harry was here…
Hermione: Yeah. You ready?
Ron took a deep breath.
Ron: Ready.
They took off. To someone on the ground, they must have looked like two bolts of lightning, they were going so fast. But no one else was around.
~~~~ON THE OTHER SIDE OF TOWN~~~~
Crabbe and Goyle looked at each other nervously.
Crabbe: How do you apparate?
Goyle shook his head.
Goyle: No idea.
Crabbe: Well…..then what should we do?
Goyle: Hey, I got an idea! How about we click our heels together three times and say 'There's no place like home, there's no place like home…?'
Crabbe shakes his head.
Crabbe: Goyle, where DO you come up with these things?
Goyle: I don't know.
::Crabbe paces around the room::
Crabbe: Let's just hope Draco and Jenny (*A/N: yes, I know that's not her name…but Crabbe obviously doesn't..: ) *) find Harry.
Goyle looked up at the ceiling thoghtfully.
Goyle: I've always wanted to go in a boat. I've always liked muggle objects….and if it's enchanted, that's even better!
Crabbe nods his head.
Crabbe: Boats have always seemed so..romantic….
Crabbe gave a loud sigh.
Goyle: D' ya think Draco and Genie are having a good time?
Crabbe: I bet by now, they're snogging!
~~~~IN BOAT~~~~
The two were now out in the boat, sitting in silence.
Malfoy: How the HELL are we sapposed to find stupid Potty?
Ginny: Please don't call him that.
Malfoy turned to her.
Malfoy: You like him, don't you?
Ginny realised that she may never talk to Malfoy again after this mission, unless of course they were assigned to work with one another on another task. She had always secretly liked him (although, like most people, detested his father). She decided to tell him her true feelings.
Ginny: Not as much as I like you.
~~~~IN THE AIR~~~
Hermione and Ron had been flying around now for nearly 20 minutes, finally regaining partial control over their brooms.
Ron: I have no clue where Harry is. Do we have ANY clues to follow at all?
Hermione shook her head.
Hermione: He could be nearly anywhere in England. I have an idea: you look for any possible towers and I'll look for……everything else. Okay?
Ron: Uh, alright.
And with that, Hermione was off.
Ron saw a large tower off in the distance. It was huge; much taller than even Hogwarts. He rushed tword it.
When he got close enough, he saw that someone seemed to be waving a large flag out of one of the large windows. He flew closer.
He couldn't see Harry but suspected that he must have been in there. He landed on the very top of the tower. He spoted a door on one of the smaller towers, perched upon the top. He climed inside.
It was dark; almost suspiciously dark. Ron was walking down a long hallway for nearly five minutes before he saw a door. He smiled triumphantly to himself and opened it.
But what he saw was not Harry at all, but a tall, black-cloaked figure pacing up and down the room.
Figure: So you've come, Weasley. Thinking of winning this contest? Over my dead body!
Ron was suddenly shot backwards. He tried to open his eyes, but found that he couldn't. He had been undoubtably been hit by the blinding curse, a curse that Lord Voldemort had used one-too-many times.
**So what should happen next? Do u think u know who the mole is (lol)? R/R J
**NADEYA