They soon reached the gargoyles in front of his office. Harry didn't
need the password. The gargoyles were already parted.
Stepping into the office, Harry couldn't believe what he was seeing. The normally neat office was a complete disaster. Fawkes was nowhere to be seen and the old Sorting Hat was torn into shreds. The window was wide open and Snape was bending over a body on the floor which Harry refused to recognize as Dumbledore's. Unfortunately, Hermione gave a shuddering gasp and swayed on the spot. Ron had to catch her before she hit the floor. Professor McGonagall arrived seconds after they did.
"I'm sorry, Minerva," Professor Snape said in a voice that was quite unlike his normal, oily tone. It sounded as though it might crack at any minute.
"Severus. you can't be serious. it was really." McGonagall couldn't bring herself to say it.
"The forbidden curse, Minerva. Avada Kedavra."
"Voldemort was." Harry was cut off by Ron.
"Say You-Know-Who, will you?!" He interjected angrily, trying to support the faint Hermione.
"So Voldemort was here then?" Harry continued as though he hadn't heard Ron. "Then why wasn't my scar hurting? How did he come back to life then?"
"Oh." Hermione finally came around and tried not to gasp on seeing Dumbledore.
"Hey. what the? Professor Dumbledore?" Malfoy's confused voice added to the chaos in Dumbledore's normally roomy but now very squashed office.
"Oh go belch slugs, Malfoy, the last thing we need right now is you," Ron snapped angrily. Professor McGonagall had valiantly blown her nose and was waving a bottle of smelling salts under Hermione's nose.[1]
"Ron. Oww!" Harry felt the familiar piercing pain in his scar. Suddenly he felt a wriggling feeling inside his robes somewhere near where he kept his wand. Reaching into his robes, he pulled out.
"Not you!" Harry stared into the face of the yellow fuzzy Puffskein. [2]
"Harry get that thing put away would you?" Malfoy was acting exactly like Ron did when he saw a spider. Harry stared, incredulous.
"Malfoy, it's just a Puffskein! Relax!" Harry threw the yellow furball Malfoy's way. Malfoy turned pale and ducked. The Puffskein hit the wall and sat in a corner humming happily.
"Oh all right, if you must know, most Slytherins are afraid of Puffskeins!" Malfoy sounded angry that he'd had to admit to such a big weakness in front of Harry. "They say Voldemort couldn't stand them and ran the other way if he saw one." Harry was strongly tempted to laugh but with Snape staring daggers he thought it wiser not to. He ran over and picked up the Puffskein.
"Why did you do that Potter?" Snape asked curiously.
" It'll be very useful, Professor," Harry asked. Hermione had been revived and quietly observing the past few minutes' events.
"Professor, do you still have my old Time-Turner?" she asked.
"Ms Granger, what do you mean by that?" McGonagall replied curtly.
"Professor." Harry whispered in her ear.
"If you think I am going to let my students embark on such a dangerous and risky mission. Mr. Potter, do you realize who you're dealing with?" Professor McGonagall was as crisp as she had ever been in her answer.
"Let them go, Minerva." Professor Snape spoke up. "If anyone knows what to do, it's Potter." This unexpected praise from Snape threw McGonagall's nerves off completely. "Oh, all right. it's in my office. Follow me, all of you." To everyone's surprise, Malfoy followed them. Ron nudged Harry but Harry ignored Ron. He had a feeling the Brothers of Fate thing had something to do with this. And Malfoy just might be able to help.
[1] I don't know if smelling salts are used by wizards but I couldn't think of any spell to suit the occasion. [2] Do Puffskeins have faces??
A/N I need help on the way the Time-Turner works for the next chapter. anyone knows anything email me at eudorachua@hotmail.com!
Stepping into the office, Harry couldn't believe what he was seeing. The normally neat office was a complete disaster. Fawkes was nowhere to be seen and the old Sorting Hat was torn into shreds. The window was wide open and Snape was bending over a body on the floor which Harry refused to recognize as Dumbledore's. Unfortunately, Hermione gave a shuddering gasp and swayed on the spot. Ron had to catch her before she hit the floor. Professor McGonagall arrived seconds after they did.
"I'm sorry, Minerva," Professor Snape said in a voice that was quite unlike his normal, oily tone. It sounded as though it might crack at any minute.
"Severus. you can't be serious. it was really." McGonagall couldn't bring herself to say it.
"The forbidden curse, Minerva. Avada Kedavra."
"Voldemort was." Harry was cut off by Ron.
"Say You-Know-Who, will you?!" He interjected angrily, trying to support the faint Hermione.
"So Voldemort was here then?" Harry continued as though he hadn't heard Ron. "Then why wasn't my scar hurting? How did he come back to life then?"
"Oh." Hermione finally came around and tried not to gasp on seeing Dumbledore.
"Hey. what the? Professor Dumbledore?" Malfoy's confused voice added to the chaos in Dumbledore's normally roomy but now very squashed office.
"Oh go belch slugs, Malfoy, the last thing we need right now is you," Ron snapped angrily. Professor McGonagall had valiantly blown her nose and was waving a bottle of smelling salts under Hermione's nose.[1]
"Ron. Oww!" Harry felt the familiar piercing pain in his scar. Suddenly he felt a wriggling feeling inside his robes somewhere near where he kept his wand. Reaching into his robes, he pulled out.
"Not you!" Harry stared into the face of the yellow fuzzy Puffskein. [2]
"Harry get that thing put away would you?" Malfoy was acting exactly like Ron did when he saw a spider. Harry stared, incredulous.
"Malfoy, it's just a Puffskein! Relax!" Harry threw the yellow furball Malfoy's way. Malfoy turned pale and ducked. The Puffskein hit the wall and sat in a corner humming happily.
"Oh all right, if you must know, most Slytherins are afraid of Puffskeins!" Malfoy sounded angry that he'd had to admit to such a big weakness in front of Harry. "They say Voldemort couldn't stand them and ran the other way if he saw one." Harry was strongly tempted to laugh but with Snape staring daggers he thought it wiser not to. He ran over and picked up the Puffskein.
"Why did you do that Potter?" Snape asked curiously.
" It'll be very useful, Professor," Harry asked. Hermione had been revived and quietly observing the past few minutes' events.
"Professor, do you still have my old Time-Turner?" she asked.
"Ms Granger, what do you mean by that?" McGonagall replied curtly.
"Professor." Harry whispered in her ear.
"If you think I am going to let my students embark on such a dangerous and risky mission. Mr. Potter, do you realize who you're dealing with?" Professor McGonagall was as crisp as she had ever been in her answer.
"Let them go, Minerva." Professor Snape spoke up. "If anyone knows what to do, it's Potter." This unexpected praise from Snape threw McGonagall's nerves off completely. "Oh, all right. it's in my office. Follow me, all of you." To everyone's surprise, Malfoy followed them. Ron nudged Harry but Harry ignored Ron. He had a feeling the Brothers of Fate thing had something to do with this. And Malfoy just might be able to help.
[1] I don't know if smelling salts are used by wizards but I couldn't think of any spell to suit the occasion. [2] Do Puffskeins have faces??
A/N I need help on the way the Time-Turner works for the next chapter. anyone knows anything email me at eudorachua@hotmail.com!