"Do I…know you?" I asked. He nodded.
"Are you a student?" He nodded again. "So, you're a wizard then." He smiled at that, "I wish I was one." I added.
"But you are a wizard," he spoke for the first time.
"Actually, I'm not a student here. I accidentally landed myself here. It was just an accident. I'll probably go home soon!" My mind lingered on that thought for a while. Home. When would I go home?
"Please don't go," he said, I stared at him, " It … I don't meet people often."
"But…you're a student, there's plenty of people here at Hogwarts. I've seen them!"
"Well, not many people know I'm here and I can't get out."
"So…you've never been out of this room before?" he shook his head, "How long have you been in here for?"
"Years." He paused, "It's not that I don't want to get out, but I'm here for a reason. I'm waiting for someone."
"Waiting, for who?"
"Someone special."
*
Have you ever had those times when you meet someone for the first time and you just get on so well that you feel like you've known each other for years? I was feeling that now. I spent my entire afternoon there, sat with him by the fire and having a good chat about…me. I told him how I got to Hogwarts and Harry and co. and all my best friends back in London. (I wonder what they're doing now?)
The afternoon passed by so quickly it was unbelievable. By the time we started to talk about him, it was dark outside.
"Both my parents are dead. They died when I was very young…" he really needed cheering up. But what could I do? I know!
"I've got an idea!" I got up and approached the door, looking back I added, "Wait here! I'll be right back!" I exited the room and ran as fast as I could to the hospital wing. No one. I left the room immediately and ran down one corridor after another. I turned the corner without slowing resulting in a collision! We fell onto the floor, hard.
"WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING YOU-," it was Malfoy and the ugly mugs, who were picking themselves up. Just whom I needed!
"Sorry, I'm very sorry. Could you tell me how to find Harry?" He didn't answer; his anger drained away quickly and was quickly replaced by…fear.
"A-At the-the g-great h-all," he stuttered. I smiled and ran off. Someday I have to find out why he's so scared of me. But not now, I have something to do!
I reached the hall. I know why they call it the Great Hall. The doors were great enough. Inside there were floating candles and the ceiling was dark with grey clouds. I knew it was bewitched to look like the sky outside (Hermione!). Although I had found the hall, it would not be so easy to find Harry and co. The room was so full! So then I had an idea.
I got up onto the platform where the teachers, I presume would have sat and yelled across the room. "SORRY TO DISTURB YOU ALL!" with everyone's attention now, I could speak normally. I must admit with so many people glaring it was dead scary! "I'm looking for Harry Potter, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger." From the long tables I could see that three people had stood up, looking rather uncomfortable. I jumped off the platform and ran to them. Conversation in the hall resumed though a lot quieter than before. Some people were obviously eavesdropping!
"What's up Andrea?" asked Hermione.
"I'll show you. Follow me!" I took them back to the Trophy room. The door was shut. I whipped out my key but to my astonishment the carving on the wall had disappeared.
"No!"
"What's that in your hand Andrea?" asked Harry.
"A key," I answered quickly as I looked closely at the wall hoping to find some thing.
"What's going on Andrea?" asked Hermione.
"I heard music and so I came in here and found that there was a door on that wall. I found this key too and used it to open the door. And there was a boy in there! He had been locked in there for years waiting for someone special."
"What are you all doing in here?"
"Professor Snape!" they said in unison. He was a professor? He looked pure evil! He had slick greasy black hair and had a slow and scary voice. Professor Snape eyed each one of us and like Malfoy stopped on me. His eyes widened.
"What is your name?"
"Andrea Shields, sir." I said. He kept his eyes on me for a moment longer before turning to Harry.
"15 points will be taken off Griffindor house!" said Professor Snape.
"What?" exclaimed Harry and Ron.
"Or would you prefer detention Mr Potter?" Snape strode out of the room.
"I HATE that man!" yelled Ron.
"No, he hates me." said Harry. I don't get it. Why had that door disappeared? And where is that boy now?
"Are you a student?" He nodded again. "So, you're a wizard then." He smiled at that, "I wish I was one." I added.
"But you are a wizard," he spoke for the first time.
"Actually, I'm not a student here. I accidentally landed myself here. It was just an accident. I'll probably go home soon!" My mind lingered on that thought for a while. Home. When would I go home?
"Please don't go," he said, I stared at him, " It … I don't meet people often."
"But…you're a student, there's plenty of people here at Hogwarts. I've seen them!"
"Well, not many people know I'm here and I can't get out."
"So…you've never been out of this room before?" he shook his head, "How long have you been in here for?"
"Years." He paused, "It's not that I don't want to get out, but I'm here for a reason. I'm waiting for someone."
"Waiting, for who?"
"Someone special."
*
Have you ever had those times when you meet someone for the first time and you just get on so well that you feel like you've known each other for years? I was feeling that now. I spent my entire afternoon there, sat with him by the fire and having a good chat about…me. I told him how I got to Hogwarts and Harry and co. and all my best friends back in London. (I wonder what they're doing now?)
The afternoon passed by so quickly it was unbelievable. By the time we started to talk about him, it was dark outside.
"Both my parents are dead. They died when I was very young…" he really needed cheering up. But what could I do? I know!
"I've got an idea!" I got up and approached the door, looking back I added, "Wait here! I'll be right back!" I exited the room and ran as fast as I could to the hospital wing. No one. I left the room immediately and ran down one corridor after another. I turned the corner without slowing resulting in a collision! We fell onto the floor, hard.
"WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING YOU-," it was Malfoy and the ugly mugs, who were picking themselves up. Just whom I needed!
"Sorry, I'm very sorry. Could you tell me how to find Harry?" He didn't answer; his anger drained away quickly and was quickly replaced by…fear.
"A-At the-the g-great h-all," he stuttered. I smiled and ran off. Someday I have to find out why he's so scared of me. But not now, I have something to do!
I reached the hall. I know why they call it the Great Hall. The doors were great enough. Inside there were floating candles and the ceiling was dark with grey clouds. I knew it was bewitched to look like the sky outside (Hermione!). Although I had found the hall, it would not be so easy to find Harry and co. The room was so full! So then I had an idea.
I got up onto the platform where the teachers, I presume would have sat and yelled across the room. "SORRY TO DISTURB YOU ALL!" with everyone's attention now, I could speak normally. I must admit with so many people glaring it was dead scary! "I'm looking for Harry Potter, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger." From the long tables I could see that three people had stood up, looking rather uncomfortable. I jumped off the platform and ran to them. Conversation in the hall resumed though a lot quieter than before. Some people were obviously eavesdropping!
"What's up Andrea?" asked Hermione.
"I'll show you. Follow me!" I took them back to the Trophy room. The door was shut. I whipped out my key but to my astonishment the carving on the wall had disappeared.
"No!"
"What's that in your hand Andrea?" asked Harry.
"A key," I answered quickly as I looked closely at the wall hoping to find some thing.
"What's going on Andrea?" asked Hermione.
"I heard music and so I came in here and found that there was a door on that wall. I found this key too and used it to open the door. And there was a boy in there! He had been locked in there for years waiting for someone special."
"What are you all doing in here?"
"Professor Snape!" they said in unison. He was a professor? He looked pure evil! He had slick greasy black hair and had a slow and scary voice. Professor Snape eyed each one of us and like Malfoy stopped on me. His eyes widened.
"What is your name?"
"Andrea Shields, sir." I said. He kept his eyes on me for a moment longer before turning to Harry.
"15 points will be taken off Griffindor house!" said Professor Snape.
"What?" exclaimed Harry and Ron.
"Or would you prefer detention Mr Potter?" Snape strode out of the room.
"I HATE that man!" yelled Ron.
"No, he hates me." said Harry. I don't get it. Why had that door disappeared? And where is that boy now?