Harry Potter and the Capture
A/N – I'm sorry I took so long to get this
up! Don't
blame me – blame my teacher. She gives out WAY to much homework . And I've
gotten caught into writing my sixth year story, Harry Potter and the Founders Prophesy.
I have to finish this one first though. Damn..
Oh well . I know this is part is rather
short and boring. I must congratulate all who have read this far J. PLEASE REVIEW ! If its good, tell me. If it sukz,
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Disclaimer – Everything you recognize belongs to the genius JK Rowling and she definitely deserves all the credit.
Minerva
McGonagall sat in her office thinking. She glanced up at the red and gold
clock, which was hanging on her office wall.
Just
about half past nine. She wondered for a second if You-Know-Who would forget
about attacking the school. She almost laughed at the thought. Tom Riddle.
Forget something like this?.
After
all, he was one of the smartest students Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and
Wizardry had ever seen, she remembered.
And
maybe would ever see, she thought dryly. Would Hogwarts still exist
after tonight?
She
tried to shake away the thought.
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Sirius Black sat in silence, watching Remus Lupin scibbling out a note addressed to Cornelius Fudge on a piece of parchment.
He
struggled to bring to mind why his friend was bothering to do this.
Yes,
the Minister of Magic had been a lot of help in the past, hadn't he? He
thought sarcastically. No, it had always been Dumbledore who had came up with
all the brilliant ideas of how to protect the school.
But now
Albus was gone, and they would just have to cope the best they could.
Sirius
glanced down at his watch. Ten minutes to eleven.
And
Harry, he thought.
Now he
could easily lose the godson he would die to protect.
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Remus watched
as the tawny brown owls flew out of site. He glanced at a clock by the door.
Five
minutes to twelve. He paused to skim his eyes around the Hogwarts grounds.
Nothing
out of the ordinary. No dark marks hanging in the evening air, no Death Eaters
screaming out dark curses.
He
looked back up at the clock.
Three
minutes to twelve.
There
was no time to wait for Aurors or Ministry staff. They had to do something, or
the whole school could be murdered with in quarter of an hour.
Moony
ran from the Owlery.
A/N – I promise there will be a longer, more eventful part up soon IF I get at least 8 reviews. I'm not going to continue this series if I'm no good at it.
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