Harry Potter and the Fallen Angel
Harry Potter theme and related characters are property of J.K. Rowling. Plot and characters Hercule Stonewall and Renate Engl (and all first years) are property of Meisako Pyoko-Chan (Melissa Pomeroy), copyright 2002. Any and all reviews appriaciated.
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chapter Twenty Four: Transfiguration Gone Bad
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I want to give a special thanks to those of you who have been faithful in reviewing my Fan Fiction: Rachel, Leanne, Amanda J, Lotesse, Taracollwen ( SuNnY GuRL), Kitty c., Hermione Radcliffe, SlyCat, Ashley, and AMBER!!!. If it hadn't been for you guys, I don't think I'd keep writing! Love ya! Just so you know, I read and re-read each and every review. You are my inspiration!
BTW: Sorry Kitty, but I'm strongly ANTI-H/H but this story IS H/H in a way...(keep reading, mwaa haa hahaha!!), and yes Renate is in Slytherin. I know I'm mean to Harry-- but if you think THAT was mean, then I recommend that you NOT read this chapter. I'm so cruel... I'll try and go easy on Harry, okay?
Amber: I love ya! You are my NEW best friend! Thanks soo much for being the only one of my friends REALLY interested in my story! :)
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When Harry awoke, he felt cold and alone. It was bright where he lay, but it gave him no comfort. A breeze fluttered through an open window next to Harry's bed, shivering, he got up to close it.
"Back in bed, Harry." Harry turned to see Sirius and his other 'bodyguards' sitting in chairs only a few feet away. He hadn't even seen them there until just then.
"I was only-" Lupin ushered Harry away from the window and Mudungus Fletcher closed the window for him. Harry returned to his bed and for the first time, realized that he was in the infirmiry. "I can't remember exactly what happened last night- Malfoy was hitting me..." Harry suddenly remembered the feeling. "No one was hurt, were they?"
"No hun, no one but you."
Harry looked up at Mrs. Figg. "What happened then? I don't recall..."
"As you said, Malfoy started hitting you because you were talking to some Slytherin girl. Jealousy, I suppose. Your body started thrashing about and you were screaming to wake the dead! You got quiet and still..." Fletcher stepped awayfrom the window. "Your head, Harry. Your scar split open and there was blood... everywhere. Thank Merlin Dumbledore stopped them! I believe they've got detention for the rest of the term. Of course, Lucius Malfoy is appealing the whole thing."
"Wonder what got into that boy-" Mrs. Figg said dryly.
Harry finally noticed Sirius's worried face. "It's not BAD, is it Sirius?"
His godfather faked a smile and Harry knew it. "Not as bad as it could be, Harry."
There was a meek knock on the door and it slowly opened. "Excuse me, Dumbledore said no visi-" Lupin stopped. "Oh, hello, Hermione, Ron. Come one in and have a seat, wont you?"
"Is he awake yet?" Harry heard Hermione ask.
"Just behind the curtain here, dear." Mrs. Figg pulled the curtain away that seperated Harry from the door.
"Harry! Oh, Harry! How are you doing, Bolt?" Hermione smiled, patting Harry's hand.
"Fine, but my head hurts."
"Your Band-Aid is on too tight." Ron offered, losening Harry's white linen bandage on his head.
"I suppose so!" Harry suddenly had a lightened spirit. It was good to have friends. "What did I miss at the dance?"
Ron smiled wickedly. "Nothing." Hermione blushed and sank into a chair.
Harry looked carefully at their faces and laughed. "Never mind- I reckon I don't want to know!"
"Oh Harry! It wasn't anything bad, don't get the wrong impression!" Hermione's face looked as if it was going to catch fire any moment. Mrs. Figg laughed.
"I saw you two in that corner. I told Albus all of that misletoe was a bad idea!" She smiled slyly. Harry laughed but Hermione just sank into her chair further. Harry thought of Ginny and bit his lip, convinced that what he had been through would remain a secret.
It was about noon so the Order of the Phoenix left Harry in his friend's care while they went to the Great Hall for some lunch. Harry coughed and sat up in his bed, raising an eyebrow to Ron and Hermione.
"Oh, Harry! It was nothing serious... Not like you and Ginny..." An evil smirk spread quickly across Ron's face. Hermione joined Ron in the fun and giggled.
"How did you-"
"I found Ginny in a corner last night, crying that she had made a fool of herself by accidently kissing a certain someone's teeth!" Hermione said through her laughter.
Ron's eye's lit up. "Ginny told us EVERYTHING! Harry's got a girlfriend- Harry's got a gir-ff!" Hermione smacked him.
"Don't say anything to anyone. It'll only embarrass Ginny more." Harry said, looking pleadingly into their eyes. Hermione nodded but the gasped.
"Oh! Harry! I forgot- Ginny said you left this in the Common Room last night. She was afraid someone would steal it." Hermione handed Harry what he thought was a stuffed sock at first.
"Ninnykins!" Harry reached out and took the monkey doll that Hermione had pulled from her school bag. He smiled fondly at it.
"Ninnykins? You named your dolly after my sister?" Ron's eyes got big.
"Oh, give me a break, Ron. It was a Christmas gift- speaking of which, yours are in my trunk. Remind me later, alright?"
Madam Pomfrey walked in. "Excuse me dears-" She lifted Harry's bandage and excalimed, "Your scar has healed itself! Amazing!" She looked at Harry's face. "Can you stand?" Harry pulled himself out of bed, but a tad too quick, for he became dizzy. "Alright then, Mr. Potter. Have some milk and then we'll try walking a bit later." She handed him a tall glass of icey milk and left.
"Did that seem a bit odd? Madam Pomfrey usually doesn't WANT to get you out of here- I don't think she likes you anymore, Harry." Ron laughed.
"No- student morale. If Harry's okay, then the students think we're okay. Harry is the key to You-Know-Who, every one knows that." Hermione said thoughtfully as she opened a Chocolate Frog for Harry. "Here, eat this too."
After a few moments, Harry was permitted to walk about the room, and then finally leave. It DID seem as though Madam Pomfrey was trying to get rid of him. They decided to head down to the Great Hall, as they had all missed lunch, to get something to eat.
"This corridor is awfully crowded for a Sunday afternoon..." Hermione observed. It was VERY crowded. Normally Sundays were spent sleeping or finishing Friday's homework for the next day. Today, everyone seemed to be up and about.
They walked a distance more before Ron said something he would never forget, "Wudlimiunqui omi Booroj wur elir... Wudlimiunqui omi Booroj wur elir..." Harry turned to look at his friend in shock when he became aware of a small scar on Ron's neck. "Wudlimiunqui omi Booroj wur elir..." Ron repeated. He had stopped walking and his eyes went pale, dim, and glazed over. By the evil glare Ron was giving Harry, he could only assume Ron's strange behavior was because of Voldemort.
"Hermione- do you see that scar on his neck?"
"Harry, yes, but Ron said it was a tatoo- for Victor Krum." Hermione took a step closer to Harry. "Ron's not moving- Is there something wrong with him?" Harry began to shake from fear. Yes, something TERRIBLE was wrong with his friend. "Harry-" Hermione tugged on the sleeve of his robes.
"What?" Harry looked away from Ron. He needn't have asked his question. The students who minutes before been walking and chattering had also stopped and chanted with Ron, "Wudlimiunqui omi Booroj wur elir..." As if on cue, each student turned on their heels and faced Harry. They began to walk, encirlcing them.
"Hermione, go and get Professor Dumbledore." Harry nudged her down the corridor, but Ron stepped infront of her.
"Wudlimiunqui omi Booroj wur elir..."
"Ron! I don't understand! Just let me pass!" Hermione began to cry. "Please Ron, snap out of it!" Hermione slapped Ron but he didn't even notice. Ron's hand reached out and grabbed her other wrist and twisted, then proceeded to shove her to the ground in a cry of pain.
A scream echoed down the corridor, "No! I can't! Please don't make me! Harry, run! Harr-" Silence. The students kept getting closer and closer. Harry frozen from fear. Something was dead wrong with them. Harry looked into sea of students, gasping when he realized that he had seen them all together before. They had all been attacked earlier in the year. The victims were possessed. Besides Ron, two people struct him significantly. Ginny looked small and frail, like a walking corpse, and nothing more than that. The second person was Renate, who looked oddly as though she belonged amongst them.
A rush of fear flooded over Harry and he felt sick. Harry suddenly wanted to vomit, but his body clentched up. He went rigid and shook all over. His skin tightened and his very veins pounded with fear. He closed his eyes, anticipating death, feeling his forehead split- blood freely flowing down his sweaty face. Harry felt his body being torn in two. Obe side filled with pain, the other with a strange warmness.
"Stay away from the warmth - No, go to the warmth!" Harry felt his mind being split also. A huge wave of confusion hit him. "I don't like the pain - but pain means life..."
With a thud, Harry fell to the floor. It was an odd feeling, laying on the floor and suspending himself in mid air. He suddenly felt as though he was being pulled down a water drain, and then warmth. A comfort beyond all others. But at teh same time, he could hear a scream of pain and then silence. Who kept screaming at him? Harry felt safe for the first time since before Ron had first been attacked, but still a bit odd. There was something tight around his chest and waist.
Harry opened his eyes and was suprised to find himself standing, especially since all of the other students had fallen. Harry's heart pounded unevenly as everything settled in. He had been attcked, but by who, he wasn't sure. His eyes had been closed. Harry sighed when he saw Ron's chest heave with breath. The student's weren't dead, just knocked out. There was Ron- and there was Ginny... but what about Hermione? He looked to his left where Hermione had been thrown down. No one was there. Harry panicked as he spun around to locate her. A small sound slipped through his mouth when he saw a figure cloaked in black school robes lying a few yards away from him. The student's chest wasn't heaving with breath as the others did, and she was laying in a pool of thick blood.
"Oh Merlin, not Hermione!" Harry rushed to his friend's side, kneeling in the blood, pulling the cloak away from the victim's face. He let out a yelp that did not sound to be his own voice when he saw the image before him. It wasn't Hermione at all! It was -- HIM.
"If I'm laying there, then what am I doing here..." Harry placed a hand over his irregular beating heart and felt something he wasn't used to feeling. Harry quickly moved his hand, afraid he had done something horribley wrong and looked down. Closing his eyes in deep disbelief, Harry felt sick. "I can't have- I can't be..." He opened one eye and looked down again. It was true, it was real. Harry had- well... Harry was a girl. Not just any girl, Harry was Hermione. Pure horror filled him and he stood up, slipping on his own blood.
"Please... someone..." Harry was trying to muster all of his courage to call for help. "Someone! Professor McGonagall, Professor Dumbledore- Trelanwey... Sprout, ANYONE!! Help!!"
Harry heard the faint sound of a door somewhere down the corridor open. A shout was heard and a command given before the sound of one set of footprints drew nearer and nearer. Harry could have only imagined what it must have looked like for Professor Snape (who had been the first to arrive on the scene) to see a confused Hermione, covered in blood, standing in the middle of a ring of students, all collasped.
"What- happened here..." Snape looked as if he had just eaten a bowl of blasted-ended skwerts. "Miss Granger! Explanation, now!" Harry jumped, forgetting who he looked like.
"Professor, I'm no-"
"WHAT HAPPENED HERE!?" Snape had bent over a student and was listening for breath, looking annoyed at Harry.
"Her-arry... and I were attacked!" Snape looked up and suddenly noticed Harry's body laying at 'Hermione's' feet.
"Is he-?" Snape ran over some students and felt Harry's body for a pulse. After a moment, Snape was satisifed that the body had life in it. "Miss Granger- Go get Professor Dumbledore, he will be in his office. Assuming you know where it is, the password is fruitcake." Harry nodded and ran down the hall. He was suprised how uncomfortable Hermione's shoes were, and seeing how he kept tracking bloody footprints around the school, he paused a moment to toss the shoes off. Harry ran to the entrance of Dumbledore's office and spoke the password. Harry went to adjust his glasses, but only succeeded in wiping blood on 'Hermione's' forehead, forgetting he wasn't wearing his glasses. Harry raced himself to the top of the stairway and threw open the door.
Professor Dumbledore looked up from his parchment he had been reading. "Yes, Miss Gran-" he saw the blood and stood up wearily. "What happened?" His voice was slow and and crisp.
"Professor, there's been another attack- but this one is different."
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Meisako: Mwaaa haahahahahaaa!! :) I am evil! Pure evil and pure genius!!! I said this was a H/H fan fiction!! *methodical laughter*
Pomfrey: I thought I told you to get out!
Meisako: Huh? You just messed up my evil vibe, Poppy!
Pomfrey: I don't recollect allowing you to address me by my first name.
Meisako: Oh, sorry... Hey! this is MY fic, why should I leave?
Pomfrey: This is NOT your fan fic, this is the Hospital Wing, and I have sleeping patients! I will not allow you to disturb them!
Meisako: I will not LEAVE, you and your patients need to leave!
McGonagall: Is there a problem here, Poppy?
Meisako: No-
Pomfrey: Yes! This girl will not leave the sick students alone!
Meisako: But-
McGonagall: Meisako! I should think that you'd behave yourself!
Meisako: But, you don't understand!
McGonagall: 50 points from Gryffindor!
Meisako: Ok, but I'm NOT a Gryffindor.
Pomfrey: I think she's Slytherin.
McGonagall: 50 points from Slytherin then!
Meisako: Not Slytherin either.
McGonagall: Hufflepuff?
Meisako: Ravenclaw.
Pomfrey: Should have known...
McGonagall: 400 points from Ravenclaw!!
Meisako: Erm- Professor, you've woken the patients...
Pomfrey: 1000 points from the Staff!
McGonagall: Ohhh... :(
I just feel like promoting this site today: http://www.expage.com/hogwarts2202 this is Hogwarts and we are begining to run smoothly. hope to see you there!
I have a new E-Mail: Slytherin_Angel@MostlySunny.com Please email me! :) I'd like that.
Harry Potter theme and related characters are property of J.K. Rowling. Plot and characters Hercule Stonewall and Renate Engl (and all first years) are property of Meisako Pyoko-Chan (Melissa Pomeroy), copyright 2002. Any and all reviews appriaciated.
chapter Twenty Four: Transfiguration Gone Bad
I want to give a special thanks to those of you who have been faithful in reviewing my Fan Fiction: Rachel, Leanne, Amanda J, Lotesse, Taracollwen ( SuNnY GuRL), Kitty c., Hermione Radcliffe, SlyCat, Ashley, and AMBER!!!. If it hadn't been for you guys, I don't think I'd keep writing! Love ya! Just so you know, I read and re-read each and every review. You are my inspiration!
BTW: Sorry Kitty, but I'm strongly ANTI-H/H but this story IS H/H in a way...(keep reading, mwaa haa hahaha!!), and yes Renate is in Slytherin. I know I'm mean to Harry-- but if you think THAT was mean, then I recommend that you NOT read this chapter. I'm so cruel... I'll try and go easy on Harry, okay?
Amber: I love ya! You are my NEW best friend! Thanks soo much for being the only one of my friends REALLY interested in my story! :)
*****
When Harry awoke, he felt cold and alone. It was bright where he lay, but it gave him no comfort. A breeze fluttered through an open window next to Harry's bed, shivering, he got up to close it.
"Back in bed, Harry." Harry turned to see Sirius and his other 'bodyguards' sitting in chairs only a few feet away. He hadn't even seen them there until just then.
"I was only-" Lupin ushered Harry away from the window and Mudungus Fletcher closed the window for him. Harry returned to his bed and for the first time, realized that he was in the infirmiry. "I can't remember exactly what happened last night- Malfoy was hitting me..." Harry suddenly remembered the feeling. "No one was hurt, were they?"
"No hun, no one but you."
Harry looked up at Mrs. Figg. "What happened then? I don't recall..."
"As you said, Malfoy started hitting you because you were talking to some Slytherin girl. Jealousy, I suppose. Your body started thrashing about and you were screaming to wake the dead! You got quiet and still..." Fletcher stepped awayfrom the window. "Your head, Harry. Your scar split open and there was blood... everywhere. Thank Merlin Dumbledore stopped them! I believe they've got detention for the rest of the term. Of course, Lucius Malfoy is appealing the whole thing."
"Wonder what got into that boy-" Mrs. Figg said dryly.
Harry finally noticed Sirius's worried face. "It's not BAD, is it Sirius?"
His godfather faked a smile and Harry knew it. "Not as bad as it could be, Harry."
There was a meek knock on the door and it slowly opened. "Excuse me, Dumbledore said no visi-" Lupin stopped. "Oh, hello, Hermione, Ron. Come one in and have a seat, wont you?"
"Is he awake yet?" Harry heard Hermione ask.
"Just behind the curtain here, dear." Mrs. Figg pulled the curtain away that seperated Harry from the door.
"Harry! Oh, Harry! How are you doing, Bolt?" Hermione smiled, patting Harry's hand.
"Fine, but my head hurts."
"Your Band-Aid is on too tight." Ron offered, losening Harry's white linen bandage on his head.
"I suppose so!" Harry suddenly had a lightened spirit. It was good to have friends. "What did I miss at the dance?"
Ron smiled wickedly. "Nothing." Hermione blushed and sank into a chair.
Harry looked carefully at their faces and laughed. "Never mind- I reckon I don't want to know!"
"Oh Harry! It wasn't anything bad, don't get the wrong impression!" Hermione's face looked as if it was going to catch fire any moment. Mrs. Figg laughed.
"I saw you two in that corner. I told Albus all of that misletoe was a bad idea!" She smiled slyly. Harry laughed but Hermione just sank into her chair further. Harry thought of Ginny and bit his lip, convinced that what he had been through would remain a secret.
It was about noon so the Order of the Phoenix left Harry in his friend's care while they went to the Great Hall for some lunch. Harry coughed and sat up in his bed, raising an eyebrow to Ron and Hermione.
"Oh, Harry! It was nothing serious... Not like you and Ginny..." An evil smirk spread quickly across Ron's face. Hermione joined Ron in the fun and giggled.
"How did you-"
"I found Ginny in a corner last night, crying that she had made a fool of herself by accidently kissing a certain someone's teeth!" Hermione said through her laughter.
Ron's eye's lit up. "Ginny told us EVERYTHING! Harry's got a girlfriend- Harry's got a gir-ff!" Hermione smacked him.
"Don't say anything to anyone. It'll only embarrass Ginny more." Harry said, looking pleadingly into their eyes. Hermione nodded but the gasped.
"Oh! Harry! I forgot- Ginny said you left this in the Common Room last night. She was afraid someone would steal it." Hermione handed Harry what he thought was a stuffed sock at first.
"Ninnykins!" Harry reached out and took the monkey doll that Hermione had pulled from her school bag. He smiled fondly at it.
"Ninnykins? You named your dolly after my sister?" Ron's eyes got big.
"Oh, give me a break, Ron. It was a Christmas gift- speaking of which, yours are in my trunk. Remind me later, alright?"
Madam Pomfrey walked in. "Excuse me dears-" She lifted Harry's bandage and excalimed, "Your scar has healed itself! Amazing!" She looked at Harry's face. "Can you stand?" Harry pulled himself out of bed, but a tad too quick, for he became dizzy. "Alright then, Mr. Potter. Have some milk and then we'll try walking a bit later." She handed him a tall glass of icey milk and left.
"Did that seem a bit odd? Madam Pomfrey usually doesn't WANT to get you out of here- I don't think she likes you anymore, Harry." Ron laughed.
"No- student morale. If Harry's okay, then the students think we're okay. Harry is the key to You-Know-Who, every one knows that." Hermione said thoughtfully as she opened a Chocolate Frog for Harry. "Here, eat this too."
After a few moments, Harry was permitted to walk about the room, and then finally leave. It DID seem as though Madam Pomfrey was trying to get rid of him. They decided to head down to the Great Hall, as they had all missed lunch, to get something to eat.
"This corridor is awfully crowded for a Sunday afternoon..." Hermione observed. It was VERY crowded. Normally Sundays were spent sleeping or finishing Friday's homework for the next day. Today, everyone seemed to be up and about.
They walked a distance more before Ron said something he would never forget, "Wudlimiunqui omi Booroj wur elir... Wudlimiunqui omi Booroj wur elir..." Harry turned to look at his friend in shock when he became aware of a small scar on Ron's neck. "Wudlimiunqui omi Booroj wur elir..." Ron repeated. He had stopped walking and his eyes went pale, dim, and glazed over. By the evil glare Ron was giving Harry, he could only assume Ron's strange behavior was because of Voldemort.
"Hermione- do you see that scar on his neck?"
"Harry, yes, but Ron said it was a tatoo- for Victor Krum." Hermione took a step closer to Harry. "Ron's not moving- Is there something wrong with him?" Harry began to shake from fear. Yes, something TERRIBLE was wrong with his friend. "Harry-" Hermione tugged on the sleeve of his robes.
"What?" Harry looked away from Ron. He needn't have asked his question. The students who minutes before been walking and chattering had also stopped and chanted with Ron, "Wudlimiunqui omi Booroj wur elir..." As if on cue, each student turned on their heels and faced Harry. They began to walk, encirlcing them.
"Hermione, go and get Professor Dumbledore." Harry nudged her down the corridor, but Ron stepped infront of her.
"Wudlimiunqui omi Booroj wur elir..."
"Ron! I don't understand! Just let me pass!" Hermione began to cry. "Please Ron, snap out of it!" Hermione slapped Ron but he didn't even notice. Ron's hand reached out and grabbed her other wrist and twisted, then proceeded to shove her to the ground in a cry of pain.
A scream echoed down the corridor, "No! I can't! Please don't make me! Harry, run! Harr-" Silence. The students kept getting closer and closer. Harry frozen from fear. Something was dead wrong with them. Harry looked into sea of students, gasping when he realized that he had seen them all together before. They had all been attacked earlier in the year. The victims were possessed. Besides Ron, two people struct him significantly. Ginny looked small and frail, like a walking corpse, and nothing more than that. The second person was Renate, who looked oddly as though she belonged amongst them.
A rush of fear flooded over Harry and he felt sick. Harry suddenly wanted to vomit, but his body clentched up. He went rigid and shook all over. His skin tightened and his very veins pounded with fear. He closed his eyes, anticipating death, feeling his forehead split- blood freely flowing down his sweaty face. Harry felt his body being torn in two. Obe side filled with pain, the other with a strange warmness.
"Stay away from the warmth - No, go to the warmth!" Harry felt his mind being split also. A huge wave of confusion hit him. "I don't like the pain - but pain means life..."
With a thud, Harry fell to the floor. It was an odd feeling, laying on the floor and suspending himself in mid air. He suddenly felt as though he was being pulled down a water drain, and then warmth. A comfort beyond all others. But at teh same time, he could hear a scream of pain and then silence. Who kept screaming at him? Harry felt safe for the first time since before Ron had first been attacked, but still a bit odd. There was something tight around his chest and waist.
Harry opened his eyes and was suprised to find himself standing, especially since all of the other students had fallen. Harry's heart pounded unevenly as everything settled in. He had been attcked, but by who, he wasn't sure. His eyes had been closed. Harry sighed when he saw Ron's chest heave with breath. The student's weren't dead, just knocked out. There was Ron- and there was Ginny... but what about Hermione? He looked to his left where Hermione had been thrown down. No one was there. Harry panicked as he spun around to locate her. A small sound slipped through his mouth when he saw a figure cloaked in black school robes lying a few yards away from him. The student's chest wasn't heaving with breath as the others did, and she was laying in a pool of thick blood.
"Oh Merlin, not Hermione!" Harry rushed to his friend's side, kneeling in the blood, pulling the cloak away from the victim's face. He let out a yelp that did not sound to be his own voice when he saw the image before him. It wasn't Hermione at all! It was -- HIM.
"If I'm laying there, then what am I doing here..." Harry placed a hand over his irregular beating heart and felt something he wasn't used to feeling. Harry quickly moved his hand, afraid he had done something horribley wrong and looked down. Closing his eyes in deep disbelief, Harry felt sick. "I can't have- I can't be..." He opened one eye and looked down again. It was true, it was real. Harry had- well... Harry was a girl. Not just any girl, Harry was Hermione. Pure horror filled him and he stood up, slipping on his own blood.
"Please... someone..." Harry was trying to muster all of his courage to call for help. "Someone! Professor McGonagall, Professor Dumbledore- Trelanwey... Sprout, ANYONE!! Help!!"
Harry heard the faint sound of a door somewhere down the corridor open. A shout was heard and a command given before the sound of one set of footprints drew nearer and nearer. Harry could have only imagined what it must have looked like for Professor Snape (who had been the first to arrive on the scene) to see a confused Hermione, covered in blood, standing in the middle of a ring of students, all collasped.
"What- happened here..." Snape looked as if he had just eaten a bowl of blasted-ended skwerts. "Miss Granger! Explanation, now!" Harry jumped, forgetting who he looked like.
"Professor, I'm no-"
"WHAT HAPPENED HERE!?" Snape had bent over a student and was listening for breath, looking annoyed at Harry.
"Her-arry... and I were attacked!" Snape looked up and suddenly noticed Harry's body laying at 'Hermione's' feet.
"Is he-?" Snape ran over some students and felt Harry's body for a pulse. After a moment, Snape was satisifed that the body had life in it. "Miss Granger- Go get Professor Dumbledore, he will be in his office. Assuming you know where it is, the password is fruitcake." Harry nodded and ran down the hall. He was suprised how uncomfortable Hermione's shoes were, and seeing how he kept tracking bloody footprints around the school, he paused a moment to toss the shoes off. Harry ran to the entrance of Dumbledore's office and spoke the password. Harry went to adjust his glasses, but only succeeded in wiping blood on 'Hermione's' forehead, forgetting he wasn't wearing his glasses. Harry raced himself to the top of the stairway and threw open the door.
Professor Dumbledore looked up from his parchment he had been reading. "Yes, Miss Gran-" he saw the blood and stood up wearily. "What happened?" His voice was slow and and crisp.
"Professor, there's been another attack- but this one is different."
Meisako: Mwaaa haahahahahaaa!! :) I am evil! Pure evil and pure genius!!! I said this was a H/H fan fiction!! *methodical laughter*
Pomfrey: I thought I told you to get out!
Meisako: Huh? You just messed up my evil vibe, Poppy!
Pomfrey: I don't recollect allowing you to address me by my first name.
Meisako: Oh, sorry... Hey! this is MY fic, why should I leave?
Pomfrey: This is NOT your fan fic, this is the Hospital Wing, and I have sleeping patients! I will not allow you to disturb them!
Meisako: I will not LEAVE, you and your patients need to leave!
McGonagall: Is there a problem here, Poppy?
Meisako: No-
Pomfrey: Yes! This girl will not leave the sick students alone!
Meisako: But-
McGonagall: Meisako! I should think that you'd behave yourself!
Meisako: But, you don't understand!
McGonagall: 50 points from Gryffindor!
Meisako: Ok, but I'm NOT a Gryffindor.
Pomfrey: I think she's Slytherin.
McGonagall: 50 points from Slytherin then!
Meisako: Not Slytherin either.
McGonagall: Hufflepuff?
Meisako: Ravenclaw.
Pomfrey: Should have known...
McGonagall: 400 points from Ravenclaw!!
Meisako: Erm- Professor, you've woken the patients...
Pomfrey: 1000 points from the Staff!
McGonagall: Ohhh... :(
I just feel like promoting this site today: http://www.expage.com/hogwarts2202 this is Hogwarts and we are begining to run smoothly. hope to see you there!
I have a new E-Mail: Slytherin_Angel@MostlySunny.com Please email me! :) I'd like that.