Chapter 7:
By DappleRose
Harry whipped around the corner, cursing the wards around Ginny's house. Suddenly, in mid stride, he vanished…or so it would have seemed had a Muggle been watching. He had no idea where Hermione was, just that he had to get to her…now. Focusing on that, he Apparated, knowing that he'd be taken to her.
There was a searing pain in his scull as he hit some sort of wall and plummeted ten feet to the ground. Brushing himself off, Harry glanced around. He had hit a ward, and he recognized this as the Forbidden Forest at Hogwarts.
'So that's why I couldn't get in,' he thought dazedly.
Although it was midday, the forest was dark and gloomy. There was no sign of a way out, or even of a path. He could easily have gotten lost in the maze of trees that extended for miles in all directions.
There were school brooms in the old shed, he remembered. Concentrating on one, he muttered the spell under his breath that he had learned for the Triwizard Tournament.
"Accio broom!" Harry closed his eyes and focused all his attention, until he felt cool wood hit his palm. With the skill of a great Quidditch player, he swung himself onto the foreign broom and hurtled high above the trees.
The towers and turrets of Hogwarts could be easily seen from there, and he headed towards them.
Before he knew it, he was sprinting up the stairs in excitement. Ron was going to be all right. Hermione was waiting for him in the front entrance. She flung arms around him happily, while dragging him into the hall. There, Professor McGonagall had set up a table, and was working out all the aspects of the spell.
Together, they started explaining to him exactly what had to be done.
By DappleRose
Harry whipped around the corner, cursing the wards around Ginny's house. Suddenly, in mid stride, he vanished…or so it would have seemed had a Muggle been watching. He had no idea where Hermione was, just that he had to get to her…now. Focusing on that, he Apparated, knowing that he'd be taken to her.
There was a searing pain in his scull as he hit some sort of wall and plummeted ten feet to the ground. Brushing himself off, Harry glanced around. He had hit a ward, and he recognized this as the Forbidden Forest at Hogwarts.
'So that's why I couldn't get in,' he thought dazedly.
Although it was midday, the forest was dark and gloomy. There was no sign of a way out, or even of a path. He could easily have gotten lost in the maze of trees that extended for miles in all directions.
There were school brooms in the old shed, he remembered. Concentrating on one, he muttered the spell under his breath that he had learned for the Triwizard Tournament.
"Accio broom!" Harry closed his eyes and focused all his attention, until he felt cool wood hit his palm. With the skill of a great Quidditch player, he swung himself onto the foreign broom and hurtled high above the trees.
The towers and turrets of Hogwarts could be easily seen from there, and he headed towards them.
Before he knew it, he was sprinting up the stairs in excitement. Ron was going to be all right. Hermione was waiting for him in the front entrance. She flung arms around him happily, while dragging him into the hall. There, Professor McGonagall had set up a table, and was working out all the aspects of the spell.
Together, they started explaining to him exactly what had to be done.