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Chapter 11
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Quidditch practices become rougher than ever as the weeks moved. To add to those practices, their teachers' have been giving tons and tons of homework to do. Harry was glad that Halloween was very drawing close. And as he and Ron came back to the common room the night before Halloween, Hermione brought up an unexpected subject that took Harry by surprise.
"Hey! Harry, how come you don't wear the necklace that I gave you?" asked Hermione curiously.
Harry looked at her and thought. Then hesitantly, he replied, "Er, I don't know. Do I really have to?"
"Well, no, it's just that I sort of wanted to see how it would look on you," said Hermione, looking rather hurt.
Harry looked at Ron, who looked puzzled at him back.
"Well, I guess I should wear it to see how it would look. I mean I haven't worn it since I got it from you."
With these words, he dashed upstairs to get his necklace. He rummaged in his trunk and found his necklace right next to the mysterious snow globe he had received. He took it out and looked at it. It was still as shiny as the night he had received it. He went down to the common room to show Hermione, who looked rather delighted at the sight of Harry carrying his necklace.
"Oh, let's see. Wear it," instructed Hermione.
"Where did you get that, Hermione? I've never seen one of those here before," asked Ron curiously. He looked at the necklace as Harry put it on.
"It's very old. The person that sold that to me said that once belonged to a great being. Of course, he was a muggle so he must have not known what he was talking about. It looks like an amulet to me," explained Hermione.
At that moment, a boy went over to them. Harry have seen him around but never actually spoken to him.
"Hey! Hermione, can I speak to you for a moment. It's about your prefect duties," said the boy.
Hermione left the two and was led away from them by the boy to the other side of the common room. Ron was still eyeing the necklace with great interest.
"It looks like the one from Charlie's book. I don't remember the name of it though. Blimey, that looks really old, Harry. Who do you reckon owned it?"
Harry was interested with the necklace too. He had never actually looked at it for so long before. When he surveyed it closely. It was a bit rusty at the edge of the dragon's legs. And looking at its body closely, Harry noticed that it somehow looked real. For something that was ancient, it glowed and twinkled at the light of the common room. Hermione came back and seated herself at her armchair.
"Well, who was that? What did he want?" asked Ron, as he looked at the boy closely.
"That was the head boy, Ron. His name is Adam Cunningham. Don't you guys know him?" asked Hermione.
"Nope," said Ron and Harry together.
Harry and Ron woke up on a lovely Halloween morning. They went down to breakfast and found that the Great Hall was wonderfully decorated. They decided to visit Hagrid with Hermione. So after breakfast, they went down to the grounds to Hagrid's cabin. Ron knocked on the door. No one answered. Harry looked at Ron.
"What's goin' on? Where's Hagrid?" he asked.
"Ssh! I hear voices inside," said Hermione, as she leaned on the door to get a better sound. Ron and Harry did the same.
"…Just make sure they get plenty of warmth, Hagrid. That's all you need…And don't worry about it…I'm sure he'll make sure that they are going to get the safety they need…" said a female voice inside.
"It's not tha', Briana…I'm just 'fraid tha' they're goin' to, yeh know. I mean they are a bit, er, rowdy…" said a voice that was Hagrid's.
"…Look, I better go. Just please, I assure you, nothing bad's going to happen. He wouldn't do that to you…" the voice grow louder as it moved closer to the door. Harry, Ron, and Hermione straightened up. The door opened. They found themselves face to face with their Professor Sullivan.
"Good morning to you three. Here for a morning visit?" said Professor Sullivan cheerfully. They nodded. "Well, don't let me be in a way of you three. Here you go. Good bye."
With that, she swept past them and into the path towards Hogwarts. They went inside and found Hagrid tending some huppies.
"Well, hullo, so yeh three finally visited me, eh?" said Hagrid.
"What are you doing, Hagrid?" asked Ron, as he bent down to pat Fang on the head.
"Well, some o' this huppies got really sick, so I asked Briana to help me. See?" he showed them some huppies who were sick. He was tending them on his bed. "Briana knows a lot about 'em. She was willin' to help me. She alrigh', isn't she? Got her head in the righ' place, just like him."
Harry was going to ask who he was talking about when he said him, when Hermione spoke up.
"Can we help you take of these huppies, Hagrid?"
"Yep, sure yeh can. Here, why don't yeh take this one righ' here?" he said as he gave Hermione the one he was holding.
"Hey, Hagrid," said Harry, "didn't you have a job from Dumbledore you needed to do? What happen to that?"
Hagrid hesitated and then said, "Well, I can't tell yeh everythin', cause Dumbledore will get me. Let's just say tha' maybe we can win this war against Yeh-know-who."
"So you did went to the giants, Hagrid!" exclaimed Ron, holding a huppie. "So what did you do there?"
"He can't tell you, Ron! Didn't you just hear what he just said? Dumbledore would get him if he said anything to us?" snapped Hermonie.
Ron was about to say something, when a huppie that Harry was holding began to make squeaky noises similar to a puppy's whine.
"Hagrid, what's it doing?" asked Harry, who was beginning to feel very scared.
"Ah, don't worry about it. I bet it just needs some o' this goat's milk righ' here," replied Hagrid, as he gave a bottle to Harry. "They always act weird, when they're sick."
They spent their whole day with Hagrid. They took care of the huppies while they were there. Hagrid insisted that they eat lunch while they were there. Knowing Hagrid and his recipes, they saved their appetites for the feast later that night. The day moved on. Then it was time to go to the Hall for the feast. They made sure that the huppies were asleep on Hagrid's bed as they went up to the castle with him. As soon as they got there, the Hall was already filled with students. They sat down and waited to get started. Food appeared magically on their plates, and they began to eat. While they were eating, Filch burst in looking extremely anxious. He went straight to Dumbledore and whispered something to him. Harry caught a few words that sounded like "trolls and vampires." But he could tell that it was something bad, because he saw Dumbledore's face darken. He glanced sideways to Professor Sullivan, who was listening. She nodded at him and got up. He did the same thing too. The hall fell silent as they watch the two of them heading out of the Hall. Harry caught a few words in the air with something like "make sure that you lock the hall" and "no one gets out." Filch showed to the door and closed it. Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at each other.
"What do you think is going on?" whispered Hermione.
"I don't know. Whatever it is, Dumbledore will take care of it," whispered Ron back.
At that instant, the Hall was filled with anxious whispers and murmurs. Professor Mcgonagall stood up and said, "Students, calm down. There's nothing to worry about. It is just a minor problem-"
As she said this, the windows shattered as two hooded figures on a broomstick flew in. They were no doubt Death Eaters. They were advancing to Harry.
"ALOHOMORA!" shouted a voice. The doors of the Hall flew opened. Professor Sullivan stood there with her wand out. She was looking at the Death Eaters. "EXPELLIARMUS!"
At once, the first hooded figure blasted through the air and knocked the second one of his broom too. They both fell outside of the window. Harry sat there in shock. Not because they were about to get him, but because he never knew Professor Sullivan could have done that. Sure he heard all those stories about her, but none of them were as incredible as what he just saw.
"Harry, are you alright?" asked Professor Sullivan. He didn't notice that she walked to him. "You didn't get hurt? Nothing at all?"
"Maybe we should get him at the hospital wing?" said Professor Mcgonagall; she looked shaken by the incident.
"I don't think so, Minerva. He's fine. Isn't that right, Harry?" said Professor Sullivan. Harry looked at her completely relieved that she didn't think he was a baby. He looked at her eyes. There was definitely something familiar about those eyes. Like he had seen those eyes before. Maybe in a distant dream? No, that can't be it. He was sure that they have just met recently. Or did they?
"Is everything here alright, Briana?" asked Professor Dumbledore, interrupting Harry thoughts. "I made Severus and Flitwick check to see if those people where still there."
"Everything's alright here," she answered; she looked at Harry. "Are you sure you're alright. You don't want to stay anywhere else?"
"I'm fine," he replied.
She smiled at him, turned to Dumbledore and said, "I should also go and check about those people. It is my job to keep Dark Arts away from here as possible."
With those words she left the Hall. Dumbledore returned to the front of the Hall and said in a clear voice, "Students, tonight what you saw is only the beginning of, what I hope will end soon, a dark time. I have warned you this before. But fear not, for we have good in us and will not let them defeat us. Now, I know you won't be in a mood for a feast. I suggest that you all should finish your dinner. And head back to your common rooms where your heads will be stationed to watch over you all night. Now, finish your meals."
He gestured to them. The Hall was silent for a moment, but slowly returned to its usual clanking of utensils and chattering of voices. But there was still a sense of apprehension in the air that remained all throughout the night.
I hope you like that. It was very difficult to write. I'm not really good with dark and evil stuffs. It wasn't really scary but the next ones will be kind of scarier than this one. Like I said on the top, nothing's mine, except for the things that I invented. I'm guessing you know what they are. Please read and review!
