Professor McGonagall: Dark Conspirator
by Rainsong
A/N: Sorry to say, but I'm a little disappointed. Only 10 reviews? If no one's interested, I won't continue this one, because to be perfectly honest, I don't have the time. I have family coming in from out of town soon, and I also have Beltane to celebrate, so there won't be much from me tomorrow. Please, if you like this fiction at all, review. Thanks to those who have offered their compliments, though, including Sirius's Soul Mate and MK.
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Sirius, Remus, Lily and Peter had begun scrambling down through the bleachers, intent on reaching the ground. The smoke was clearing, and people where beginning to panic. There were yells of Death Eaters, or foul play by one of the teams, ringing through the air. The teachers stood up, shouting for calm. But even Dumbledore's powerful voice didn't penetrate the waves of shock that were going through the crowd. People were beginning to notice the missing Gryffindor Quidditch players, and the four of them watched as Professor McGonagall started back towards the teachers' box. She looked just as distraught as everyone else, an expression Sirius would later call a 'cheap imitation of fear.'
When the reached the field, a group of mediwizards was already levitating unconscious players across the field to a newly-pitched tent, where there was a cot for each one of them. They watched as Malone, the Gryffindor Seeker, was levitated onto a cot, followed by Hemming, a Chaser. Then, through the slight haze left by the explosion, they saw the last injured player coming forward. It was James; and to everyone's relief, he wasn't unconscious, though he did have a noticeable limp. He waved wearily at them, his broom clutched in his other arm. The four of them rushed forward, Peter lagging behind slightly after seeing the trickle of blood that was coming from the torn arm of James's robes. They all broke into conversation at once.
"Are you okay?"
"What happened?"
"Was it McGonagall?"
"ARE YOU OKAY?"
Before James could answer any of their questions, Madam Pomfrey had broken into the small circle they had formed. "James Potter, get over to the medical tent now. You can brag about your heroism to your friends after we heal that leg. Looks broken." she commented. Without another word, she grabbed his arm and half-dragged him away, causing him to drop his broom in the process. He waved back at them, and mouthed the words "See you later!" before disappearing into the haze.
Sirius picked up James's broom, and turned to the others. "Did you see McGonagall?" Sirius asked, in a hushed, conspiring voice. The others, not looking keen on arguing, meerly shook their heads, looking to Sirius for explanation. He launched into the story of McGonagall leaving her seat, and the mysterious man speaking with her. When he finished, Peter looked even more terrified than he had before, and even Remus and Lily looked a little uncomfortable.
"Alright. I will admit, that's a little weird. Very weird, okay?" Remus added, after seeing the exasperated look on Sirius's face.
"Good. If we're all in agreement, then we can continue with The Plan." Sirius said ominously. Lily stared at him, one eyebrow raised. "The Plan?" she asked.
"We're investigating tonight. Catch McGonagall in the act. Its going to be great to see the look on her face when we drag Dumbledore in just in time to see her meeting with Voldemort himself. Unless..unless Dumbledore's in on it too! Then we'd have this whole conspi-"
"Ahem! Sirius!" Lily said, knocking him out of the world he had just lapsed into.
"Lily, its very rude to interrupt people when they're talking to themselves." Sirius said matter-of-factly.
"Lily, Sirius's only guide is 'Ettique for the Clinically Insane.' Don't expect miracles." Peter said.
Lily smiled, nodding her head. "Ah. I forgot about his disability."
"Ha ha," Sirius said dryly. He turned to look at the stands. "Well, who's up for a round of mass hysteria?"
When the other three turned, it was obvious what he was talking about. People were leaping out of their seats, trying to run back to the castle. There was screaming, and there were quite a few girls crying. The teachers were also trying to band together to keep the students in one area, but were, for the most part, unsuccessful. Sirius, Remus, Lily and Peter seemed to be the only ones not panicking, but even they suddenly realized the danger they were in. Lily, after looking towards the crowd, moved subtly closer to Remus and Sirius. Peter stood very still, his watery eyes darting around in fear. Remus looked more frustrated than anything else, undoubtedly at the lack of order or information. Sirius bit his lip nervously, and suggested heading towards the base of the stands to wait for instruction from the teachers. Everyone else seemed to think this was a very good idea, and they began to walk quickly over.
Through the mist, they saw a figure approaching them. Cautiously, they stopped, waiting for some identification. The face of Albus Dumbledore was soon looking back at them.
"I'm going to be making an announcement. Please, stay on the pitch." he said quickly. He raised his wand to his throat, muttered "Sonorus!" and began to address the students.
"Silence, please!" he called, his voice booming through the grounds. There was an almost instantaneous end to the bustling, as everyone froze to listen to the headmaster speak.
"We do not know what has just happened. It may have very well been an attack by Death Eaters, but I must ask you to remain calm. Please stay with a group, and WALK back to the dormitories in a fashion as orderly as possible. If you have been injured, please go to the medical tent to my left. Remain calm. If Death Eaters are truly behind this, they will be discovered." he said. Returning his voice to its regular volume, he walked off in the other direction.
One moment later, the noise intensified, as thousands of feet ran at top speed towards the castle.
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A/N: There you go. Review this, dammit!
by Rainsong
A/N: Sorry to say, but I'm a little disappointed. Only 10 reviews? If no one's interested, I won't continue this one, because to be perfectly honest, I don't have the time. I have family coming in from out of town soon, and I also have Beltane to celebrate, so there won't be much from me tomorrow. Please, if you like this fiction at all, review. Thanks to those who have offered their compliments, though, including Sirius's Soul Mate and MK.
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Sirius, Remus, Lily and Peter had begun scrambling down through the bleachers, intent on reaching the ground. The smoke was clearing, and people where beginning to panic. There were yells of Death Eaters, or foul play by one of the teams, ringing through the air. The teachers stood up, shouting for calm. But even Dumbledore's powerful voice didn't penetrate the waves of shock that were going through the crowd. People were beginning to notice the missing Gryffindor Quidditch players, and the four of them watched as Professor McGonagall started back towards the teachers' box. She looked just as distraught as everyone else, an expression Sirius would later call a 'cheap imitation of fear.'
When the reached the field, a group of mediwizards was already levitating unconscious players across the field to a newly-pitched tent, where there was a cot for each one of them. They watched as Malone, the Gryffindor Seeker, was levitated onto a cot, followed by Hemming, a Chaser. Then, through the slight haze left by the explosion, they saw the last injured player coming forward. It was James; and to everyone's relief, he wasn't unconscious, though he did have a noticeable limp. He waved wearily at them, his broom clutched in his other arm. The four of them rushed forward, Peter lagging behind slightly after seeing the trickle of blood that was coming from the torn arm of James's robes. They all broke into conversation at once.
"Are you okay?"
"What happened?"
"Was it McGonagall?"
"ARE YOU OKAY?"
Before James could answer any of their questions, Madam Pomfrey had broken into the small circle they had formed. "James Potter, get over to the medical tent now. You can brag about your heroism to your friends after we heal that leg. Looks broken." she commented. Without another word, she grabbed his arm and half-dragged him away, causing him to drop his broom in the process. He waved back at them, and mouthed the words "See you later!" before disappearing into the haze.
Sirius picked up James's broom, and turned to the others. "Did you see McGonagall?" Sirius asked, in a hushed, conspiring voice. The others, not looking keen on arguing, meerly shook their heads, looking to Sirius for explanation. He launched into the story of McGonagall leaving her seat, and the mysterious man speaking with her. When he finished, Peter looked even more terrified than he had before, and even Remus and Lily looked a little uncomfortable.
"Alright. I will admit, that's a little weird. Very weird, okay?" Remus added, after seeing the exasperated look on Sirius's face.
"Good. If we're all in agreement, then we can continue with The Plan." Sirius said ominously. Lily stared at him, one eyebrow raised. "The Plan?" she asked.
"We're investigating tonight. Catch McGonagall in the act. Its going to be great to see the look on her face when we drag Dumbledore in just in time to see her meeting with Voldemort himself. Unless..unless Dumbledore's in on it too! Then we'd have this whole conspi-"
"Ahem! Sirius!" Lily said, knocking him out of the world he had just lapsed into.
"Lily, its very rude to interrupt people when they're talking to themselves." Sirius said matter-of-factly.
"Lily, Sirius's only guide is 'Ettique for the Clinically Insane.' Don't expect miracles." Peter said.
Lily smiled, nodding her head. "Ah. I forgot about his disability."
"Ha ha," Sirius said dryly. He turned to look at the stands. "Well, who's up for a round of mass hysteria?"
When the other three turned, it was obvious what he was talking about. People were leaping out of their seats, trying to run back to the castle. There was screaming, and there were quite a few girls crying. The teachers were also trying to band together to keep the students in one area, but were, for the most part, unsuccessful. Sirius, Remus, Lily and Peter seemed to be the only ones not panicking, but even they suddenly realized the danger they were in. Lily, after looking towards the crowd, moved subtly closer to Remus and Sirius. Peter stood very still, his watery eyes darting around in fear. Remus looked more frustrated than anything else, undoubtedly at the lack of order or information. Sirius bit his lip nervously, and suggested heading towards the base of the stands to wait for instruction from the teachers. Everyone else seemed to think this was a very good idea, and they began to walk quickly over.
Through the mist, they saw a figure approaching them. Cautiously, they stopped, waiting for some identification. The face of Albus Dumbledore was soon looking back at them.
"I'm going to be making an announcement. Please, stay on the pitch." he said quickly. He raised his wand to his throat, muttered "Sonorus!" and began to address the students.
"Silence, please!" he called, his voice booming through the grounds. There was an almost instantaneous end to the bustling, as everyone froze to listen to the headmaster speak.
"We do not know what has just happened. It may have very well been an attack by Death Eaters, but I must ask you to remain calm. Please stay with a group, and WALK back to the dormitories in a fashion as orderly as possible. If you have been injured, please go to the medical tent to my left. Remain calm. If Death Eaters are truly behind this, they will be discovered." he said. Returning his voice to its regular volume, he walked off in the other direction.
One moment later, the noise intensified, as thousands of feet ran at top speed towards the castle.
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A/N: There you go. Review this, dammit!