Behind the Secret's Wall
A/N: What? Why would you think that? Of course I don't know what I'm doing! HP disclaimer. As in: None mine.
"As if!"
"Huh?"
"Never mind."
Hermione looked nervously around. "Is he coming? It shouldn't be taking this long."
"It's fine, Herm. I'm sure he just got sidetracked."
"Ron! You know as well as I do..." she was interrupted by a shout in the hall.
Professor McGonagall looked up from her desk. "What was that?"
A very scared- looking Neville rushed in. "Sorry I'm late, Professor. I got- er- sidetracked."
Ron gave Hermione a look that clearly said: Hahahahaha! Hermione shot back a very disturbing look. Ron pretended not to notice.
Hermione leaned over to Neville and whispered, "How's it going? Is he alright?"
Neville nodded.
"Hey! What happened in the hall," Ron asked.
"Weasley! No talking. Ten points from Gryffindor!" Professor McGonagall yelled.
"Er- Lee Jordan's pet tarantula got loose."
"I thought he flushed that thing down the toilet second year?" Hermione inquired.
"No, that was the man- eating python. He said it was too Slytherin," Parvati said, joining the conversation.
"Ah."
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Harry tried not to look down. "Just a little closer... just a little closer..."
On the ground Fred and George were rehearsing their cheerleading routine. "C'mon, Harry! Up we go! C'mon... Harry... Harry's at the top! Harry's at the top! Up we go, heave ho, up we go..."
Harry rolled his eyes and finally clamped his hand on the beam.
"Yes!" George yelled from the ground. "Now, I think I can see it. Yes, there's a pink book a little to your left... no! My left, your right. Yeah, that's it."
Fred, seeing Harry was slipping yelled, "Harry, see if you can climb all the way up. You're falling! That's it. Now can you see it? Good!"
"You've got it! That's the ticket! Come down slowly..."
Harry landed with a thud on the ground. He held out the book proudly. "I've got it!"
"Good," said Fred, "Now to find the key..."
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Soon, McGonagall announced that class was over. Hermione and Ron picked up their books and headed out.
"Goodbye, Neville," Ron called over his shoulder.
"You too, and good luck!"
"Thanks," Hermione replied.
As soon as they were out in the hall, they tapped on the wall. Lee Jordan came down the stairway and took their book bags. "Good luck," he whispered.
They thanked him and hurried on to station two. Soon, the fruit bowl picture to the kitchen appeared. Hermione tickled the pear, and the two walked in. Dobby greeted them excitedly.
"Hello!" he piped in a squeaky voice. "Welcome to station two!"
"Dobby! Not so loud!" Ron whispered.
"Sorry," Dobby said, his eyes filling with tears.
Ron crept over to speak to Winky while Hermione comforted Dobby. "He didn't mean it... Honest."
After a few minutes, Ron showed up next to Dobby and whispered, "I've got the rotten tomatoes."
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George and Harry whispered excitedly while Fred tried to see if he could force the lock to save Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnigan the trouble.
"Do you think Winky gave them the tomatoes?" Harry asked.
"I hope so!" George answered nervously.
As they turned a corner, Fred bumped and Hermione bumped into each other. "Ow!"
"Sorry! I guess I wasn't looking."
"I could've guessed that," Hermione said sarcastically.
"Did they give you the tomatoes?" Harry asked.
"Yup. Gave 'em to Dean. He said Seamus had already left. I hope he can catch up," Ron replied.
But the fun was just starting. As soon as Seamus got the key...
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Dean crept up behind Seamus. "Hi."
"Ahhhhhhhh!!!!!!!"
"It's okay. It's just me, stupid."
Seamus opened the door of Snapes office and began searching throught the drawers.
"Y'know," Dean commented as he kept a lookout, "It's really lucky the diary got stuck on that beam, or this would be really difficult."
"Oh, I suppose you think it isn't now? Why don't you try looking through 4,000,000 drawers!" Seamus snapped back. "Yes! Got it!" He held up a silver key.
"Oh, really?" asked a voice they knew all too well.
"Agghhh! Stupid bag! Open!" Dean yelled. He finally got the bag open and started hurling the tomatoes at Snape's face. Seamus ran out, followed closely by a terrified but laughing Dean.
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All through dinner the Gryffindor table was wiggling in their seats. The only thing that kept Snape from killing them on the spot was the fear that they would tell the Slytherins his diary's color, pink. He liked pink, but no one needed to know that. When dinner was over, all the Gryffindors rushed through the door and bounded up to the common room.
Seamus gave Fred the key, which he used to open Snape's diary with much showing off. Finally, the book was open, and Freed handed the book to Harry.
"Would you like to do the honors?" he asked.
Harry grinned and turned the page to the beginning. In a loud, clear, voice, he began to read...
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A/N: What secrets lie in Snape's diary? Coming up soon. But don't forget about this story. This was the boring part.
A/N: What? Why would you think that? Of course I don't know what I'm doing! HP disclaimer. As in: None mine.
"As if!"
"Huh?"
"Never mind."
Hermione looked nervously around. "Is he coming? It shouldn't be taking this long."
"It's fine, Herm. I'm sure he just got sidetracked."
"Ron! You know as well as I do..." she was interrupted by a shout in the hall.
Professor McGonagall looked up from her desk. "What was that?"
A very scared- looking Neville rushed in. "Sorry I'm late, Professor. I got- er- sidetracked."
Ron gave Hermione a look that clearly said: Hahahahaha! Hermione shot back a very disturbing look. Ron pretended not to notice.
Hermione leaned over to Neville and whispered, "How's it going? Is he alright?"
Neville nodded.
"Hey! What happened in the hall," Ron asked.
"Weasley! No talking. Ten points from Gryffindor!" Professor McGonagall yelled.
"Er- Lee Jordan's pet tarantula got loose."
"I thought he flushed that thing down the toilet second year?" Hermione inquired.
"No, that was the man- eating python. He said it was too Slytherin," Parvati said, joining the conversation.
"Ah."
**************************************************************************
Harry tried not to look down. "Just a little closer... just a little closer..."
On the ground Fred and George were rehearsing their cheerleading routine. "C'mon, Harry! Up we go! C'mon... Harry... Harry's at the top! Harry's at the top! Up we go, heave ho, up we go..."
Harry rolled his eyes and finally clamped his hand on the beam.
"Yes!" George yelled from the ground. "Now, I think I can see it. Yes, there's a pink book a little to your left... no! My left, your right. Yeah, that's it."
Fred, seeing Harry was slipping yelled, "Harry, see if you can climb all the way up. You're falling! That's it. Now can you see it? Good!"
"You've got it! That's the ticket! Come down slowly..."
Harry landed with a thud on the ground. He held out the book proudly. "I've got it!"
"Good," said Fred, "Now to find the key..."
**************************************************************************
Soon, McGonagall announced that class was over. Hermione and Ron picked up their books and headed out.
"Goodbye, Neville," Ron called over his shoulder.
"You too, and good luck!"
"Thanks," Hermione replied.
As soon as they were out in the hall, they tapped on the wall. Lee Jordan came down the stairway and took their book bags. "Good luck," he whispered.
They thanked him and hurried on to station two. Soon, the fruit bowl picture to the kitchen appeared. Hermione tickled the pear, and the two walked in. Dobby greeted them excitedly.
"Hello!" he piped in a squeaky voice. "Welcome to station two!"
"Dobby! Not so loud!" Ron whispered.
"Sorry," Dobby said, his eyes filling with tears.
Ron crept over to speak to Winky while Hermione comforted Dobby. "He didn't mean it... Honest."
After a few minutes, Ron showed up next to Dobby and whispered, "I've got the rotten tomatoes."
**************************************************************************
George and Harry whispered excitedly while Fred tried to see if he could force the lock to save Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnigan the trouble.
"Do you think Winky gave them the tomatoes?" Harry asked.
"I hope so!" George answered nervously.
As they turned a corner, Fred bumped and Hermione bumped into each other. "Ow!"
"Sorry! I guess I wasn't looking."
"I could've guessed that," Hermione said sarcastically.
"Did they give you the tomatoes?" Harry asked.
"Yup. Gave 'em to Dean. He said Seamus had already left. I hope he can catch up," Ron replied.
But the fun was just starting. As soon as Seamus got the key...
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Dean crept up behind Seamus. "Hi."
"Ahhhhhhhh!!!!!!!"
"It's okay. It's just me, stupid."
Seamus opened the door of Snapes office and began searching throught the drawers.
"Y'know," Dean commented as he kept a lookout, "It's really lucky the diary got stuck on that beam, or this would be really difficult."
"Oh, I suppose you think it isn't now? Why don't you try looking through 4,000,000 drawers!" Seamus snapped back. "Yes! Got it!" He held up a silver key.
"Oh, really?" asked a voice they knew all too well.
"Agghhh! Stupid bag! Open!" Dean yelled. He finally got the bag open and started hurling the tomatoes at Snape's face. Seamus ran out, followed closely by a terrified but laughing Dean.
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All through dinner the Gryffindor table was wiggling in their seats. The only thing that kept Snape from killing them on the spot was the fear that they would tell the Slytherins his diary's color, pink. He liked pink, but no one needed to know that. When dinner was over, all the Gryffindors rushed through the door and bounded up to the common room.
Seamus gave Fred the key, which he used to open Snape's diary with much showing off. Finally, the book was open, and Freed handed the book to Harry.
"Would you like to do the honors?" he asked.
Harry grinned and turned the page to the beginning. In a loud, clear, voice, he began to read...
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A/N: What secrets lie in Snape's diary? Coming up soon. But don't forget about this story. This was the boring part.
