Tale of a Female Werewolf
Part 12
The Silver Goblet
By: Lavander Blues
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, J.K. Rowling does. I own Amanda Ookami and all the characters related to her.
A/N:
Amanda was walking up to Gryffindor Tower before Potions class started, hoping to catch Hermione. She walked into the 5th year girls' dormitory and looked around. The room was perfectly neat, as usual, and Hermione was not in there. She went over to her trunks, grabbed her Potions stuff and walked out of the room and down the stairs to the common room. Hermione just happened to be walking up at that moment.
"Oh, hey Hermione," Amanda said, startled. "I was looking for you."
"I was looking for you too, Amanda." Hermione replied. "You have to come see this secret passage I found."
"But, Hermione, class starts in fifteen minutes." Amanda said, reluctantly.
"It won't take that long." Hermione replied. "Actually, it's close to the Potions classroom."
"Okay…" Amanda said. "But make it quick."
"Don't worry it will be." Hermione said, walking down the stairs.. "Now, where are the boys?"
"Probably getting their stuff." Amanda said, following her.
"Okay, lets get them." Hermione exclaimed.
"Oh, fine."
The two girls went up the stairs to the boys' dormitory and knocked on the door.
"Yes?" a voice asked.
"It's Amanda and Hermione." Hermione answered. "Can you two hurry up."
"Coming," the voice answered back. Ron opened the door and walked out, Harry behind him.
"Yes?" Harry asked.
"Hermione has something she wants to show us, and it has to be at this very second." Amanda answered.
"Oh, okay." Ron said. "But if we are late for Potions, Hermione, you owe us big."
"Yeah, okay, come on." She answered, making her way down the stairs and out the common room. The three others followed her, though quite reluctant. They reached a portrait about halfway to the Potions dungeon, where Hermione tapped it twice on the upper-right part of the frame, where a secret passage opened up to reveal a long narrow passageway. Hermione started in, followed by Ron and Harry.
"Why do I have a bad feeling about this?" Amanda asked, following in after Harry.
"You have a bad feeling?" Harry asked. "You're not the one who is attacked by Lord Voldemort or someone affiliated with him every year you have gone to this school.
"Poor you." Amanda said. They walked along the passageway for about 20 minutes before any of them realized what time it was.
"Um, guys?" Ron asked.
"Yeah, Ron?" Amanda answered.
"Class started five minutes ago." Ron replied.
"Oh crap." Amanda said.
"We're doomed." Harry added.
"Maybe we should go back now." Ron said.
"Oh no, we can't." Hermione said.
"Why not?" Harry asked, in a demanding tone.
"Because we're almost to where we have to go." Hermione answered.
"And where would that be?" Amanda asked.
"Here." Hermione answered. She walked into a circular room, which had a gleaming silver goblet in the middle of the room.
"Okay, and this would be where?" Harry asked studying the goblet in the middle of the room.
"I dunno, really." Hermione said. "Just a room, I guess."
"Cool," Ron said, walking up beside Harry. He bent down to touch it, but Hermione stopped him.
"Don't!" she cried, grabbing his hand away.
"Why not?" Harry asked.
"Because…" Hermione said, "we all have to touch it at once."
"Ummm…" Amanda said, walking up to them an examining the silver goblet. "Can we not and say we did. Cause there is no way in hell that I am touching that… that… thing."
"Awww… Amanda, it's not like it's poison or anything." Ron said.
"Remember who you're talking to." Amanda said, sarcastically.
"Oh, yeah…" Ron replied.
"Come on." Hermione said, grabbing Amanda and making almost touch the goblet.
"Ahhh!" Amanda cried. "Hermione, are you nuts?!?!"
"No, not really." Hermione answered. "Now, on the count of three. One…"
"I can't believe you're making me do this." Amanda whined.
"Two…" Hermione went on.
"This better not be a trap, or I'll be quite angry." Harry said.
"Three!" Hermione finished, making Amanda touch it, while touching the goblet herself. The boys also touched it and all at once it felt like something hooked in Amanda's nasal and pulled her forward, her finger burning under by the touch of the silver. She looked around at Harry and the others glad that they were still there beside her. A few seconds later they came to a halt outside a huge house on a hill.
"Owww!!!" Amanda cried, taking her finger of the silver goblet and sticking it in her mouth. "Tat 'urt!"
"You okay Amanda." Harry asked.
"Yeah, perfectly fine." She said sarcastically, taking her finger out of her mouth. "Even though my finger almost burnt off because of that stupid silver goblet." She stared down at her burnt finger, examining it for any part of the skin that was broken. After about five minutes, she stood up. "Your lucky the skin didn't break Hermione. Hermione?" She looked around for Hermione. "Hey, where are you?"
"What?" Ron asked, looking around. "Where did she go?"
"Oh crap, I have an awful feeling about this." Amanda said.
"The feelings mutual." Harry replied darkly, the sighed. "Well, I guess we have to go find her."
"I knew you were going to say that." Amanda groaned.
"Shouldn't we take the goblet with us?" Ron asked.
"No!" Amanda cried, then put in calmly. "Can't we just leave it here."
"Yeah, we should, here, I'll hide it," Harry said, covering it with some snow.
"You know, I'm cold." Amanda said.
"Yeah, well we went from being inside the nice warm castle to the foot of a hill a few feet from a giant old house." Ron said.
"Good point." Amanda replied. "So, where should we start looking?"
"How 'bout the house?" Harry asked.
"Sounds fine with me." Ron answered. The three got up and trekked up to the creepy house with their school bags still flung over their arms. They walked up to the front door, opened it quietly and crept into the large house. Amanda jumped and grabbed onto Harry's arm when the door shut behind them. Ron walked over to it and tried to open it back up.
"Oh crap." He muttered after much effort of trying to open the big oak door. Harry pulled out his wand, Amanda still clung to him arm, scared out of the wits.
"I knew I had a bad feeling about this." Amanda whimpered, clutching Harry's arm tightly.
"Amanda, you're cutting off the circulation to my arm." Harry yelped quietly.
"Oh, sorry." She replied, letting go slightly. Harry led the way up to a staircase and started walking up it, Amanda still holding his arm. Ron stalled for a few seconds before following. They walked to the top of the stairs, Amanda finally letting go of Harry's arm and pulled out her own wand. She dropped her bag with her Potions stuff in it and followed Harry a little more. Ron caught up with them and the three briefed for a moment.
"What do we do now?" Ron asked.
"WE split up." Harry answered.
"Are you insane?" Amanda asked, "Why oh why did I have to get stuck with the deranged friends?"
"Harry, you do know that is insane?" Ron asked, looking at his best friend of 5 years.
"Yes, but we'll cover more ground this way." Harry answered.
"What do we do if we run into a death eater or something?" Ron asked.
"Scream at the top of our lungs sound good?" Amanda asked, sadistically, then added. "That's unless the something catches you first."
"Okay, screaming at the top of our lungs it is." Ron said.
"Now, lets see." Harry said. "I'll take this floor. Ron, you take the first floor and Amanda, you take the third floor."
"Okay." Ron said.
"And if we're not back in thirty minutes, we'll have to assume the worst." Harry added darkly.
"Things are just looking up, aren't they?" Amanda asked, sarcastically.
"Okay, see you in thirty minutes." Ron said, turning and walking down the stairs they just came up.
"Hopefully." Amanda muttered darkly, then turned and walked up another flight of stairs to the floor above. She had a sudden chill down her spine as she walked up the stairs, her brain starting up with 'what ifs'.
What if I run into a death eater, what if Hermione's dead, she thought what if one of them dies, what if… what if… oh, stop this, it won't get you anywhere but six feet under. She told herself. She walked steadily, examining all the rooms, finding absolutely nothing. She was about to enter the fifth room she would be in when she heard a loud yell from two floors below. She turned to run out the door, but was suddenly stopped by two men in black cloaks and facemasks who had apparated in front of the door.
"Oh crap." She said, bluntly.
"Got that right, werewolf." Someone said from behind her. She turned and found herself face-to-face with Lucius Malfoy. She screamed at the top of her lungs, not hearing anything else going on around her, and ran for her life, knocking down the two death eaters in the process. She ran down the stair smack dab into Harry.
"Amanda, are you okay?" He asked urgently.
"Fine." Amanda said, after catching her breath. "I knew this would happen, I knew it."
"Look, it's okay," He reassured her. "Let's go find Ron and save his butt."
"Okay." Amanda whimpered.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Harry asked again as the two of them raced down the stairs.
"No, not really." Amanda said. "Where would Ron be?"
"You guess is as good as mine." Harry answered.
"How 'bout… umm…" she said, frantically, her eyes racing around the huge house. Her eyes bolted up to the stairs, where the three death eaters she met two floors above were rushing down the stairs after them. "How 'bout… that way!" she pointed down a corridor to her left.
"Okay, come on then." Harry said, also noticing the death eaters who were not hurtling the unfogivables at them. He grabbed Amanda's hand and pulled her after him.
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*Meanwhile at the school*
"Where on earth are Potter, Weasley, Granger and Ookami?" Asked an enraged Professor Snape. It was nearing the end of the lesson and they never showed.
"Probably off snogging somewhere, sir." Draco said, innocently giving Snape the I-would-never-go-and-skip-your-lessons look.
"It wouldn't surprise me." Snape said, walking up to his desk.
His left arm started burning suddenly as he walked back up to his desk. Then it dawned on him, the plan that you-know-who had just recently told the death eaters of. Harry and his 'fan club' were in great danger, and he had to tell Dumbledore at once. He rushed out of the classroom, not even noticing the weird looks he was getting from the students as he left. His walk turned to a jog and then he broke into a run.
He passed several classrooms in several minutes, finally stopping when he reached the stone gargoyle outside Professor Dumbledore's office. He muttered the password to the great stone statue and rushed up the stairs to Dumbledore's office, and not even bothering to knock, he flung the door open.
"Severus, what is going…" Dumbledore started.
"Harry, and his friends." Snape interrupted, breathless. "Are in trouble."
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A/N: Hahaha, I am evil. I'll leave you all in suspense for a few days before I come out with the next part of my fic… Muwahahaha! Yeah, anyways, thank you to all those who reviewed the last part, and please review this part too. Please? *gives everyone the puppydog look*
