Chapter 6: Harry's Journal
Ron slowly cracked the door of the Hospital wing and looked inside. To his left, he saw Seamus Finnigan getting a potion for his cold. Ron looked over towards Harry's sheeted bed. Harry was sitting up, reading a book called "Flying with the Cannons". Ron new this right away because 1. He himself had given the book to Harry and 2. The book was a brilliant shade of Orange, the team color. There was no Dobby in sight. Ron quietly walked in, Hermione at his side. Trying not to be seen by Harry, the two of them ducked down behind Harry's neighboring bed. Ron crawled under it and watched Harry from there. He scooted up to get a better look, and ran into yet, another book. The cover was blank, but a vivid shade if Dark Green covered it completely, and he recognized it immediately and gestured Hermione to come under, in which she did.
"Hermione! Remember when Mum gave the three of us those journals for Christmas in our second year? Each one matched the sweater she gave us! Mine was Maroon, yours was Cobalt, and Harry's was Bottle Green! And here it is!" Ron whispered. Hermione snatched the book from this and said, "Where did you get this?!"
"From right there," Ron said coolly and pointed to where he had run into the book. Hermione scowled and gave the book back to Ron. "We shouldn't take it, let alone read it,"
"But how are we going to find out about anything that has been bothering him? Huh? We are going to save his life you know. He should at least be happy that we are doing this for him. Let us see what the scoundrel hath written," Ron said, doing a Shakespearean accent for the last bit.
Hermione giggled and said, "Okay, okay. We can take it. But we have to give it back before we leave. Promise?" Hermione held out her little finger towards Ron. Ron took it into his and whispered, "I promise." He looked into her eyes as he said this. Ron had never noticed what beautiful, gray eyes Hermione had. They were like an angel's. He wanted to look into them forever, when-
"Ron! Come on!"
Ron snapped back into reality by Hermione's loud whisper on the other side of the bed. He slouched and followed her out of the wing.
When they reached the common room, they went back to their corner and sat down again. Ron looked wantingly at Harry's journal, and back at the maps & instructions. Then looked at Hermione.
"Which should we do first? The journal, or the maps?" Ron asked curiously, scooting over beside Hermione.
"Well," Hermione said nervously, shifting her weight away from Ron " I guess we could explore his journal since we've already examined the maps and whatnot. Are you sure about this? What if someone sees us? Then what?"
"We won't worry about that unless we do get caught, okay?" Ron answered. Hermione shook her head and they open to the first page.
On the inside cover, it stated "Harry James Potter" in gold lettering, and the first page was blank. Hermione heaved a sigh of relief.
"We're not done yet, we still have about 200 pages to explore, but I am not guaranteeing that they are all full. But he has written in it quite a bit; I sometimes watch him from my four poster. But, let us move on, shall we?" Ron stated. Hermione nodded vigorously, and he flipped to the second page. It read:
Dear Journal,
I just got you for Christmas, and I have no clue why on earth I am writing in you, but. and the page went on.
"Ron, we need to find something that would help us now, not things from the past! Lets skip to his most recent documentary, " Hermione said eagerly, grabbing the book from Ron. "At least this book doesn't bite," Hermione continued, flipping the pages. Ron laughed and suddenly slammed his hand between two pages.
"This is the entry he wrote right before he got sick. He was writing in it the night before and it just happened to be in a different color ink. Read it!" Hermione sighed and removed Ron's hand from the page. He was right; the color was different. It was red in fact. Hermione read:
"Dear Journal, This is so crazy! Snape is driving me completely insane! Today he force fed me the pepper up potion, but it didn't taste like it. It drove me nuts to have his fingers prying open my mouth! In front of all the Slytherins and the Gryffindors! I felt all dizzy afterwards but that was all. My ears didn't even steam! And that's what the Pepper Up Potion does! He must have poisoned me or something, I swear he put something else in that potion, it tasted like that potion that Hermione made awhile back. Um, the Polyjuice Potion. Well, I need to go. Ron asked me who I liked. I wonder! Ron likes Hermione, and that one is so obvious. But this is where I leave it. Harry
Ron looked at Hermione and blushed. Hermione pretended not to notice Ron's look. She shut the journal and looked at Ron. Ron winced at the sight of her eyes, hoping she wouldn't question Harry's entry from the part about he and Hermione. But she didn't.
"Snape poisoned him. Its gotta be him. That's the only way he could have gotten it, unless." Hermione pulled out the book that she had been looking at in the library, flipped to the part about Cantibus Sholnious and read it again. Her eyes widened and jumped up. She ran up to her dormitory and grabbed the maps, leaving Ron bewildered on the floor. She came up to him, maps in hand and cloak over her shoulders.
"Get your stuff. We're going to go save Harry. Meet me outside the main entrance in five minutes" and with that, she vanished out the portrait hole.
Ron slowly cracked the door of the Hospital wing and looked inside. To his left, he saw Seamus Finnigan getting a potion for his cold. Ron looked over towards Harry's sheeted bed. Harry was sitting up, reading a book called "Flying with the Cannons". Ron new this right away because 1. He himself had given the book to Harry and 2. The book was a brilliant shade of Orange, the team color. There was no Dobby in sight. Ron quietly walked in, Hermione at his side. Trying not to be seen by Harry, the two of them ducked down behind Harry's neighboring bed. Ron crawled under it and watched Harry from there. He scooted up to get a better look, and ran into yet, another book. The cover was blank, but a vivid shade if Dark Green covered it completely, and he recognized it immediately and gestured Hermione to come under, in which she did.
"Hermione! Remember when Mum gave the three of us those journals for Christmas in our second year? Each one matched the sweater she gave us! Mine was Maroon, yours was Cobalt, and Harry's was Bottle Green! And here it is!" Ron whispered. Hermione snatched the book from this and said, "Where did you get this?!"
"From right there," Ron said coolly and pointed to where he had run into the book. Hermione scowled and gave the book back to Ron. "We shouldn't take it, let alone read it,"
"But how are we going to find out about anything that has been bothering him? Huh? We are going to save his life you know. He should at least be happy that we are doing this for him. Let us see what the scoundrel hath written," Ron said, doing a Shakespearean accent for the last bit.
Hermione giggled and said, "Okay, okay. We can take it. But we have to give it back before we leave. Promise?" Hermione held out her little finger towards Ron. Ron took it into his and whispered, "I promise." He looked into her eyes as he said this. Ron had never noticed what beautiful, gray eyes Hermione had. They were like an angel's. He wanted to look into them forever, when-
"Ron! Come on!"
Ron snapped back into reality by Hermione's loud whisper on the other side of the bed. He slouched and followed her out of the wing.
When they reached the common room, they went back to their corner and sat down again. Ron looked wantingly at Harry's journal, and back at the maps & instructions. Then looked at Hermione.
"Which should we do first? The journal, or the maps?" Ron asked curiously, scooting over beside Hermione.
"Well," Hermione said nervously, shifting her weight away from Ron " I guess we could explore his journal since we've already examined the maps and whatnot. Are you sure about this? What if someone sees us? Then what?"
"We won't worry about that unless we do get caught, okay?" Ron answered. Hermione shook her head and they open to the first page.
On the inside cover, it stated "Harry James Potter" in gold lettering, and the first page was blank. Hermione heaved a sigh of relief.
"We're not done yet, we still have about 200 pages to explore, but I am not guaranteeing that they are all full. But he has written in it quite a bit; I sometimes watch him from my four poster. But, let us move on, shall we?" Ron stated. Hermione nodded vigorously, and he flipped to the second page. It read:
Dear Journal,
I just got you for Christmas, and I have no clue why on earth I am writing in you, but. and the page went on.
"Ron, we need to find something that would help us now, not things from the past! Lets skip to his most recent documentary, " Hermione said eagerly, grabbing the book from Ron. "At least this book doesn't bite," Hermione continued, flipping the pages. Ron laughed and suddenly slammed his hand between two pages.
"This is the entry he wrote right before he got sick. He was writing in it the night before and it just happened to be in a different color ink. Read it!" Hermione sighed and removed Ron's hand from the page. He was right; the color was different. It was red in fact. Hermione read:
"Dear Journal, This is so crazy! Snape is driving me completely insane! Today he force fed me the pepper up potion, but it didn't taste like it. It drove me nuts to have his fingers prying open my mouth! In front of all the Slytherins and the Gryffindors! I felt all dizzy afterwards but that was all. My ears didn't even steam! And that's what the Pepper Up Potion does! He must have poisoned me or something, I swear he put something else in that potion, it tasted like that potion that Hermione made awhile back. Um, the Polyjuice Potion. Well, I need to go. Ron asked me who I liked. I wonder! Ron likes Hermione, and that one is so obvious. But this is where I leave it. Harry
Ron looked at Hermione and blushed. Hermione pretended not to notice Ron's look. She shut the journal and looked at Ron. Ron winced at the sight of her eyes, hoping she wouldn't question Harry's entry from the part about he and Hermione. But she didn't.
"Snape poisoned him. Its gotta be him. That's the only way he could have gotten it, unless." Hermione pulled out the book that she had been looking at in the library, flipped to the part about Cantibus Sholnious and read it again. Her eyes widened and jumped up. She ran up to her dormitory and grabbed the maps, leaving Ron bewildered on the floor. She came up to him, maps in hand and cloak over her shoulders.
"Get your stuff. We're going to go save Harry. Meet me outside the main entrance in five minutes" and with that, she vanished out the portrait hole.