He was still in the room of doom; the toothpick had made him fall into a trance it seemed. He rubbed his eyes again and the scene before him didn't fade - but something had changed. Hermione was alive! Somehow eating the toothpick hadn't made Harry explode; it saved one of those who died moments ago.
"Harry! What happened!" said Hermione, walking over. "The last thing I remember was that my organs sounded like firecrackers and everything went black."
"The last thing I remember was that I was waking up and all of this was a dream," said Harry in a dazed manner.
"Well, it isn't. What did you do?" "I ate the toothpick," said Harry. "And it brought me back to life?" "Seems so...."
"Then this means that somehow we can save everyone else, or I must shave my head bald and get my eyelids ripped off," replied Hermione.
Suddenly, there was a loud sound of a quitar riff. Harry and Hermione ran to the Dinner hall, where they saw GIR playing an electric guitar and singing a heavy metal version of the Doom Song. "Doom Doom DOOM DE DOOOM!!! Dooom Doom! DOOM!" sang GIR, while headbanging.
"Now I've seen it all..." said Harry.
"Yep...a hard rockin' robot is not something you see everyday. Not even here," added Hermione.
"Now, on to saving the previously deceased people," said Harry.
"I remember reading," said Hermione, pausing, "that the Golden Toothpick of Thebes is often responsible for strange, spontaneous explosions."
"Well, actually, that is the fine work of the Demented Writer," said Harry.
"Anyway," said Hermione. "I think I also read something about the Golden Toothpick of Thebes being able to help this..."
"Well Hermione, I need specifics..." replied Harry.
"We need to find the book of the dead," said Hermione.
Later...at the Library.
"Checked out?!!" exclaimed Hermione to the head Librarian. "Of all the luck..."
"Can you tell us who checked it out?" asked Harry.
"I am afraid I cannot give out that information." replied the Head Librarian.
"TELL US!!!" screamed Hermione.
"Um...a Mr. Neville Longbottom," replied the Head Librarian.
"Oh god..." replied Hermione.
"Neville......" sighed Harry.
"Harry! What happened!" said Hermione, walking over. "The last thing I remember was that my organs sounded like firecrackers and everything went black."
"The last thing I remember was that I was waking up and all of this was a dream," said Harry in a dazed manner.
"Well, it isn't. What did you do?" "I ate the toothpick," said Harry. "And it brought me back to life?" "Seems so...."
"Then this means that somehow we can save everyone else, or I must shave my head bald and get my eyelids ripped off," replied Hermione.
Suddenly, there was a loud sound of a quitar riff. Harry and Hermione ran to the Dinner hall, where they saw GIR playing an electric guitar and singing a heavy metal version of the Doom Song. "Doom Doom DOOM DE DOOOM!!! Dooom Doom! DOOM!" sang GIR, while headbanging.
"Now I've seen it all..." said Harry.
"Yep...a hard rockin' robot is not something you see everyday. Not even here," added Hermione.
"Now, on to saving the previously deceased people," said Harry.
"I remember reading," said Hermione, pausing, "that the Golden Toothpick of Thebes is often responsible for strange, spontaneous explosions."
"Well, actually, that is the fine work of the Demented Writer," said Harry.
"Anyway," said Hermione. "I think I also read something about the Golden Toothpick of Thebes being able to help this..."
"Well Hermione, I need specifics..." replied Harry.
"We need to find the book of the dead," said Hermione.
Later...at the Library.
"Checked out?!!" exclaimed Hermione to the head Librarian. "Of all the luck..."
"Can you tell us who checked it out?" asked Harry.
"I am afraid I cannot give out that information." replied the Head Librarian.
"TELL US!!!" screamed Hermione.
"Um...a Mr. Neville Longbottom," replied the Head Librarian.
"Oh god..." replied Hermione.
"Neville......" sighed Harry.
