Harry and Ron walked in to the common room to Hermione and
Anallya sitting on the ground wands out and a spell book at their
feet.
"Now if you want the biggest effect, you'll swish instead of flicking. And then you ca- Oh hey guys." Hermione looked up as Harry and Ron plopped down beside them.
"Hermione.are you showing her how the blow up Flitwick's desk again?"
Hermione grinned. "Yea, she did it great before."
Harry and Ron laughed and Anallya shrugged. "It's not MY fault he positioned his desk right in range of my wand." She grinned innocently smoothing her hair down.
Ron grinned and stretched out. "You should see it! It still has charred marks along the sides."
"We still plead innocence." Hermione said raising her hand then put down her wand and closed the book. Anallya stretched out on the ground smiling.
"What about Coral." They knew who he was talking about. The ditzy fourth year girl who had insulted Hermione.
"I locked her in the closet." Hermione said smiling proud of herself. "You know the one that stays closed for 4 hours before unlocking again."
"YOU DID!" Ron sat up. "But what if she does something back."
"Really Ron." Anallya said. "Coral isn't that bright. All she does it talk. What's she gonna do? Hit Hermione with a paragraph?"
Hermione fell over laughing. "Words! Terrible words!!!!!." Anallya started laughing to and after a moment so did Ron and Harry.
That's how they were when Neville burst in looking scared. He was pale and seemed shrunken. They looked up.
"Neville what's wrong?" Hermione asked.
"So.Someone's gotten into Hogwarts. Someone with Obsidian Magic. There were dead things all over the grounds."
Harry, Ron, and Hermione gapped. Obsidian Magic was even worse than dark magic. Only wizards that died then came back could use it. IT couldn't..it couldn't be Voldemort. Harry had defeated Voldmort. Destroyed his magic and trapped him last year.
Anallya looked worried. She stood quickly smoothing her hair frantically. She started walking towards the portrait hole and Hermione looked at her.
"Where are you going?"
"I want some air. This is.strange."
"You haven't heard about Obsidian Magic before?" Harry asked quizzical.
"Kind of.look I'll talk to you guys later." With that she slid out of the portrait hole. They looked at each other then proceeded to grill Neville. (Cuz their a bunch of Nosy teens.but so what?)
"Now if you want the biggest effect, you'll swish instead of flicking. And then you ca- Oh hey guys." Hermione looked up as Harry and Ron plopped down beside them.
"Hermione.are you showing her how the blow up Flitwick's desk again?"
Hermione grinned. "Yea, she did it great before."
Harry and Ron laughed and Anallya shrugged. "It's not MY fault he positioned his desk right in range of my wand." She grinned innocently smoothing her hair down.
Ron grinned and stretched out. "You should see it! It still has charred marks along the sides."
"We still plead innocence." Hermione said raising her hand then put down her wand and closed the book. Anallya stretched out on the ground smiling.
"What about Coral." They knew who he was talking about. The ditzy fourth year girl who had insulted Hermione.
"I locked her in the closet." Hermione said smiling proud of herself. "You know the one that stays closed for 4 hours before unlocking again."
"YOU DID!" Ron sat up. "But what if she does something back."
"Really Ron." Anallya said. "Coral isn't that bright. All she does it talk. What's she gonna do? Hit Hermione with a paragraph?"
Hermione fell over laughing. "Words! Terrible words!!!!!." Anallya started laughing to and after a moment so did Ron and Harry.
That's how they were when Neville burst in looking scared. He was pale and seemed shrunken. They looked up.
"Neville what's wrong?" Hermione asked.
"So.Someone's gotten into Hogwarts. Someone with Obsidian Magic. There were dead things all over the grounds."
Harry, Ron, and Hermione gapped. Obsidian Magic was even worse than dark magic. Only wizards that died then came back could use it. IT couldn't..it couldn't be Voldemort. Harry had defeated Voldmort. Destroyed his magic and trapped him last year.
Anallya looked worried. She stood quickly smoothing her hair frantically. She started walking towards the portrait hole and Hermione looked at her.
"Where are you going?"
"I want some air. This is.strange."
"You haven't heard about Obsidian Magic before?" Harry asked quizzical.
"Kind of.look I'll talk to you guys later." With that she slid out of the portrait hole. They looked at each other then proceeded to grill Neville. (Cuz their a bunch of Nosy teens.but so what?)