Chapter 2 The Reporters
It was already a month into the school year and their first Hogsmeade visit was coming up. Harry had started Quidditch practice again. The three of them had gone down to dinner together where things were getting warmer and friendlier.
" You gotten word from Aphelia's nurse lately, Harry?" Hermione asked him as she sipped at her Pumpkin Juice.
"No, but I suspect that Aphelia isn't doing too well. Last time I checked she wasn't eating, and she was still burning and cutting herself." He said just as the mail began to pour down. A red envelope fell in front of Harry.
" Well, speak of the devil!" Ron said as Harry opened and read the letter, " well? What does it say?"
" It says: 'Dear Harry, Aphelia has started eating again! She has stopped cutting and burning herself and all of the old ones have faded except for the one that was on her wrist. I just thought you would like to know! You're Welcome, Nurse Cohen. P.S. who ever sent the picture of Aphelia's boyfriend has my gratitude!" he smiled.
" At least we know she's doing better!" Hermione pointed out. Harry nodded and he put the letter away.
"Everyone who's a third year or older who's permission slip for Hogsmeade is turned in may head out now!" Dumbledore announced. There was a loud rush as students from each of the tables scurried outside.
"It seems like we haven't been here for months!" Exclaimed Ron as they arrived at Hogsmeade.
"News for you, Ron! We HAVEN'T been!" Hermione pointed out. Ron just shrugged.
"I want to go to Zonko's Joke Shop first!" Ron yelled as he walked faster towards the shop.
"Harry!" called an unfamiliar voice. He, Ron, and Hermione all turned around to face the voice.
"RUN!" was all that Ron could say as the three saw the hundreds of reporters coming at them.
"Harry? What's going ON?" Hermione yelled over the racket. She was having a hard time talking and running at the same time.
" To tell you the truth, I have NO IDEA! I Haven't saved the world for about two years now, and no other mystery about my family has been revealed!" he answered, but then he stopped.
"What are you DOING, Harry?" yelled Hermione. He beckoned her and Ron over to him.
"I want to know why I'm being chased by reporters!" was his reply. So when the reporters neared he stood his ground, "What do you want from me?"
"Harry, how does this shocking news make you feel?" a reporter from the crowd asked him.
" What do you…" for a short minute it felt like someone had put a plunger on his brain, but it subsided, : mean?" he managed to finish.
"Your sister, Aphelia Potter! The news about her escaping from the insane asylum?" another reporter asked. The plunger feeling hit again, HARD. Harry was knocked out in an instant.
The alarm at the asylum sounded, and the lights were flashing red. Aphelia didn't care though, she just had to get out. She had learned a new trick to her Divination powers, Thought corruption. She had made the nurses and doctors think different thoughts, such as ' Take the straight jacket off of Aphelia and unlock the door,. She was still insane, but she was determined to get out of the asylum, so she kept throwing thoughts at everyone who approached her. As a last resort she was going to set fire to the asylum, so she had brought her picture of Draco with her. She had broken into the department that all of her belongings were in and put on the clothes she had come in with because, with or without being insane, she knew people would be suspicious of a girl running around town in a hospital smock! So know here she was, a mentally insane person, no, not person, witch, breaking out of an insane asylum. Nobody, not even she, thought she could pull it off, but finally she saw the darkened night sky, and immediately she took off down the alley ways, throwing the people in them thoughts that would keep them from noticing that she was flying.
It was already a month into the school year and their first Hogsmeade visit was coming up. Harry had started Quidditch practice again. The three of them had gone down to dinner together where things were getting warmer and friendlier.
" You gotten word from Aphelia's nurse lately, Harry?" Hermione asked him as she sipped at her Pumpkin Juice.
"No, but I suspect that Aphelia isn't doing too well. Last time I checked she wasn't eating, and she was still burning and cutting herself." He said just as the mail began to pour down. A red envelope fell in front of Harry.
" Well, speak of the devil!" Ron said as Harry opened and read the letter, " well? What does it say?"
" It says: 'Dear Harry, Aphelia has started eating again! She has stopped cutting and burning herself and all of the old ones have faded except for the one that was on her wrist. I just thought you would like to know! You're Welcome, Nurse Cohen. P.S. who ever sent the picture of Aphelia's boyfriend has my gratitude!" he smiled.
" At least we know she's doing better!" Hermione pointed out. Harry nodded and he put the letter away.
"Everyone who's a third year or older who's permission slip for Hogsmeade is turned in may head out now!" Dumbledore announced. There was a loud rush as students from each of the tables scurried outside.
"It seems like we haven't been here for months!" Exclaimed Ron as they arrived at Hogsmeade.
"News for you, Ron! We HAVEN'T been!" Hermione pointed out. Ron just shrugged.
"I want to go to Zonko's Joke Shop first!" Ron yelled as he walked faster towards the shop.
"Harry!" called an unfamiliar voice. He, Ron, and Hermione all turned around to face the voice.
"RUN!" was all that Ron could say as the three saw the hundreds of reporters coming at them.
"Harry? What's going ON?" Hermione yelled over the racket. She was having a hard time talking and running at the same time.
" To tell you the truth, I have NO IDEA! I Haven't saved the world for about two years now, and no other mystery about my family has been revealed!" he answered, but then he stopped.
"What are you DOING, Harry?" yelled Hermione. He beckoned her and Ron over to him.
"I want to know why I'm being chased by reporters!" was his reply. So when the reporters neared he stood his ground, "What do you want from me?"
"Harry, how does this shocking news make you feel?" a reporter from the crowd asked him.
" What do you…" for a short minute it felt like someone had put a plunger on his brain, but it subsided, : mean?" he managed to finish.
"Your sister, Aphelia Potter! The news about her escaping from the insane asylum?" another reporter asked. The plunger feeling hit again, HARD. Harry was knocked out in an instant.
The alarm at the asylum sounded, and the lights were flashing red. Aphelia didn't care though, she just had to get out. She had learned a new trick to her Divination powers, Thought corruption. She had made the nurses and doctors think different thoughts, such as ' Take the straight jacket off of Aphelia and unlock the door,. She was still insane, but she was determined to get out of the asylum, so she kept throwing thoughts at everyone who approached her. As a last resort she was going to set fire to the asylum, so she had brought her picture of Draco with her. She had broken into the department that all of her belongings were in and put on the clothes she had come in with because, with or without being insane, she knew people would be suspicious of a girl running around town in a hospital smock! So know here she was, a mentally insane person, no, not person, witch, breaking out of an insane asylum. Nobody, not even she, thought she could pull it off, but finally she saw the darkened night sky, and immediately she took off down the alley ways, throwing the people in them thoughts that would keep them from noticing that she was flying.