The Loveletter
Chapter 4
"Is the coast clear?" Ron asked Neville.
Neville opened the door poked his head out. "It's clear," he said shakingly.
"Lets go before anyone notices that we're out here. "O-okay," Neville said causioully walking out of the door.
Ron and Neville were stuck in a very sticky situation. Ron got up and took a walk but was followed by Neville who caught up to him about ten minutes after he set out for somewhere and nowhere at the same time. Before joined with Neville, Ron had been thinking of the loveletter. Why was it making him so crazy, he remember his getup from the day before. Also the words 'hun' and 'dame', what the hell was that?
He was still thinking about that when Neville came panting to him. "Hey," Ron said darker than usual.
"I saw walking ahead of me and I just wanted to walk with you," Neville said when he caught his breath.
Ron said nothing and the two walked throught the hallways in silence. Footsteps broke the silence. "What was that?" Ron asked.
"When I find those kids who've been setting off dungbombs, I'll get them!"
It was Filch. Neville happened to remember the time. "It's ten after twelve, we're going to get in trouble," Neville said.
"Lets hide!" Ron said.
They ran as quietly as they could trying to get back to their dorm, but it was of no use. They were lost. "Where are we?" Ron asked.
Neville looked bewildered. "I don't know," he said really nervous.
"Did I hear a voice, it's one of them!" they heard Filch yell.
The footsteps got closer. "Run!" Neville said in a whisper.
The two boys ran and ran until they stopped at a door. "Let's go in here!" Ron said.
The two opened the door and closed it quietly. They relaxed when they heard Filch's footsteps walk past them.
"Whew," Ron said.
Unfortunately his footsteps came closer to their door and stopped. Neville didn't dare to breathe. "They'll be here, I'll just stay the night,"
"Darn, of all the bloody nights he could have chosen to stay up as watch," Ron whispered.
"W-we can't get out now," Neville said quietly.
"We're stuck untill Filch leaves,"
* * * * *
Now they were creeping back to their room. The school was so silent that their footsteps seemed loud. The only problem was that they were still lost and they were going in circles. "It must be breakfast by now," Neville said.
"Yeah," Ron mumbled his stomach growling.
They were starting to think that they would be going in circles forever when Ron made suggestion. "Why don't we try one of these doors?" he said pointing to three doors.
"Which one?" Neville asked.
"Door one, two or three…I guess I'll pick two," Ron said opening the door.
He opened the door and it was just an empty room with a window in it. "Well then I'll pick door one," Ron said.
It was empty. "Well that leaves door three," he opened the door.
It was a room that had writing on the wall. "Lets see," Neville said stepping inside.
They walked in and looked at the words. "It's a rhyme!" Neville exclaimed.
Hello poor wanderer are you lost and have no way out
Does walking around in circles make you want to shout
Are you starting to give up?
Do you not know
what to do
Well take a look now wanderer
because this spell's for you.
Telepandir telepando
take us where we want to go.
Zipapandee Zibididum
take us back where we came from.
Ron and Neville looked at each other. "Well lets say it then," Ron said.
They closed their eyes and started to chant. "Telepandir, telepando, take us where we want to go. Zipapandee, Zibididum, take us back where we came from!"
They opened their eyes. "It' didn't work!" Neville said.
"Darn," Ron said.
They started to walk but realized they weren't walking on the ground. They looked down to see a gaping hole where the floor used to be. "Uh, oh," Ron said.
They fell. Both were screaming all the way down and it was a long way down.
They hit something soft and bounced up and came back down. Ron looked around. "We're back,"
"We missed breakfast," Neville said pointing at the clock.
They had herbology in five minutes, Ron groaned. "Well lets go,"
* * * * *
"Where were you?" Hermione asked Ron with a suspicious glare.
Ron and Neville were late to class, they forgot that the classes weren't meeting in the greenhouses that morning. "Yeah, you were gone this morning too," Harry said.
Ron turned red again. "Well it's a long story,"
Proffessor Sprout had given them free time to talk after the notes they had to take for tommorow's class and everyone was having little conversations. "We have time," Harry said starting to get interested.
"Well me and Neville were—"
"Neville and I," Hermione corrected.
"Do you want to hear it or not?" Ron asked.
He continued. "And then we said a weird spell fell through a hole and ended up in the room," he finished.
Hermione and Harry looked at him. "How did you find the place?" Harry asked.
Ron shrugged. "That's the thing…I don't know, we were running and we just found ourselves there."
"Haven't you read the Hogwarts, A History? I've been telling you to read it," Hermione said. "There are some hallways that could only be found by accident," she said.
"So that means that we can't go back there if we tried?" Ron said.
Hermione shook her head. "That's right."
Ron's stomach growled. "And I'm still hungry," he groaned.