Back at Hogwarts, Harry retreated to the Gryffindor common room and sat on the chair by the fire. Harry thought about the incident at the cookery.
That man was quite interesting, he thought. Hermione said that that was the man in her dream and that she could feel it. But then my scar was hurting as soon as he walked in. Hmm...
Ron walked in and sat down in the chair next to Harry's.
"Whatcha thinking?" he asked.
"About the man Hermione felt was in her dream."
"Any interesting thoughts?"
"Yes. My scar hurts only when something of Volde---You-Know-Who is around or happening."
"So you're saying that You-Know-Who is behind all this?"
"Exactly."
"But why Hermione?"
"I dunno. Maybe it's part of a bigger plan."
"But why Hermione?"
"Yeah, I was wondering that too. Why would anyone as low as Hermione be part of You-Know-Who's plan?"
"I heard that!" Hermione's voice interrupted. "Get out of my chair!"
"I got here first. And it's not personally yours."
"Yes it is..." she paused and whispered something. "See?"
Harry and Ron looked to where Hermione pointed. A huge and glowing "Hermione's Chair" was on the chair.
"Oh come on," Ron said and removed the letters.
"GET OUT OF MY CHAIR!" Hermione yelled and pushed Harry off the chair. She sat down in the chair and said, "The fire's so cozy. You should have gotten this seat before I had, Potter."
"Before you had?" Harry exclaimed. "And since when did you start calling me 'Potter'?"
"Since I have been acquainted with Draco."
"DRACO?" Ron and Harry chorused.
"Yes, Draco. He's really nice once you fit in to his popular crowd. He even trusted me with secret plans for something big. And I mean REALLY big."
"Such as?" Ron angrily asked.
"I can't tell you, but I feel nice right now so I give you a clue. The plans are hidden near the doorway of the Slytherin dormitories." She walked off.
"I am really annoyed by these mood swings of hers," Harry said as he sat down on the chair he was pushed off of.
"What do you think this plan is all about?" Ron asked.
"I dunno. How big do you think it is?"
Ron shrugged. "In Dragon Valley, I do remember see Draco walking from an alley and at the same time put something in his robe."
"Did you see what it was?"
"No, but I did see some man-shaped shadow way in the back of the alley."
"It must be that dream man guy."
"'Dream man guy'?"
"Trying to make nicknames."
"Hmph."
"Maybe Draco holding plans of You-know-Who here in Hogwarts!"
"Really? Let's not jump to conclusions. We're not really sure if it IS You-Know-Who."
"The only way to find out is to look for it."
It was night. Everyone was sound asleep, except for Harry and Ron. They quietly crept out the door, in the invisibility cloak, of course. When they got near the Slytherin door, they hesitated.
"When Hermione said the plans were near the door," Ron whispered, "did she mean outside the dorms?"
Harry suddenly blanked out. He hadn't realized the plans could be inside the dormitories. He heard a noise. "Quick! Hide!"
"Um...Harry, you do realize we're covered with the invisibility cloak."
The Slytherin door opened and out came Crabbe and Goyle.
"I'm really hungry," Crabbe whispered, "but do you really think it's right for us to go out at night to the kitchen?"
"Sure, why not?" Goyle answered.
Ron and Harry ran quietly into the Slytherin dorms right before the door closed.
The Slytherin dorms weren't much different from the Gryffindors, just different decorations but otherwise, everything's the same. Harry looked around. "I think we can take off the cloak now."
"The plans must be near door," Ron whispered.
"That's what Hermione said, you halfwit."
"Fine. That plans must be on the wall."
"Or the floor."
"Why the floor?"
Harry pointed a corner. That area of the carpeted floor was a little raised. Ron looked closer. The carpet had a pattern, and Ron saw something out of the pattern: a snake.
"Harry," Ron said, "this is your job."
Harry kneeled by the snake and whispered "open" in "snake-ish."
A square area of the carpet suddenly disappeared and a tall rectangular prism rose. On top of the prism was a goblet.
"A goblet?" Ron said. "What kind of plan is that?"
"You'll never know. There seems to be a little compartment on this side of the stand."
Harry opened the compartment to reveal a bottle of water.
"I'm guessing you're supposed to pour the water into the goblet." Harry poured the water into the goblet. Nothing happened.
"Do you think Hermione lied?" When Harry said "Hermione," the water lit up around the edge and showed Hermione, sleeping in her bed.
"Now we're talkin'," Ron said excitingly. "Let's see...Draco!"
The goblet did nothing but remained showing Hermione.
"I think the one who poured the water into the goblet can control it," Harry said. "Draco!"
Hermione disappeared and Draco appeared. "Potter, die, die, DIE!" he said in his sleep.
"Your relationship with Draco gets better every minute," Ron said sarcastically.
"That I become more apart from him, yes, it is getting better," Harry answered sarcastically. "I just don't understand how this goblet is causing shifts in behavior and mind."
Ron thought about it for a little while. He started reaching for the water when-
"Ron! What are you doing?" Harry said.
"I'm seeing if that I can manipulate the mind by touching the water." Ron touched the water, specifically Draco's forehead. Ron hesitated, and then went deeper. Now he could see what Draco was dreaming. "Amazing. I can see Draco's dreams and can change them with my mind. Let's see...Draco is dreaming of you, Harry. Yes, he's watching you go to the guillotine. But I'll change that. Yes, now he's at the guillotine. Oh darn!"
"What?"
"He woke up, but I can read his mind...uh oh."
"What?"
"He's coming over here."
"Quick! The cloak!"
"How the heck do you get this stand to go down?"
Harry said, "close" in "snake-ish." The stand went back down and the carpet reappeared.
Draco walked in. He sat down on a chair. "What a nightmare."
Ron snickered.
"Who's there," Draco said. He slowly walked toward where Harry and Ron were when suddenly the door creaked open. "Crabbe! Goyle! What were you doing out there?"
Harry and Ron took this opportunity to creep outside the open door.
That man was quite interesting, he thought. Hermione said that that was the man in her dream and that she could feel it. But then my scar was hurting as soon as he walked in. Hmm...
Ron walked in and sat down in the chair next to Harry's.
"Whatcha thinking?" he asked.
"About the man Hermione felt was in her dream."
"Any interesting thoughts?"
"Yes. My scar hurts only when something of Volde---You-Know-Who is around or happening."
"So you're saying that You-Know-Who is behind all this?"
"Exactly."
"But why Hermione?"
"I dunno. Maybe it's part of a bigger plan."
"But why Hermione?"
"Yeah, I was wondering that too. Why would anyone as low as Hermione be part of You-Know-Who's plan?"
"I heard that!" Hermione's voice interrupted. "Get out of my chair!"
"I got here first. And it's not personally yours."
"Yes it is..." she paused and whispered something. "See?"
Harry and Ron looked to where Hermione pointed. A huge and glowing "Hermione's Chair" was on the chair.
"Oh come on," Ron said and removed the letters.
"GET OUT OF MY CHAIR!" Hermione yelled and pushed Harry off the chair. She sat down in the chair and said, "The fire's so cozy. You should have gotten this seat before I had, Potter."
"Before you had?" Harry exclaimed. "And since when did you start calling me 'Potter'?"
"Since I have been acquainted with Draco."
"DRACO?" Ron and Harry chorused.
"Yes, Draco. He's really nice once you fit in to his popular crowd. He even trusted me with secret plans for something big. And I mean REALLY big."
"Such as?" Ron angrily asked.
"I can't tell you, but I feel nice right now so I give you a clue. The plans are hidden near the doorway of the Slytherin dormitories." She walked off.
"I am really annoyed by these mood swings of hers," Harry said as he sat down on the chair he was pushed off of.
"What do you think this plan is all about?" Ron asked.
"I dunno. How big do you think it is?"
Ron shrugged. "In Dragon Valley, I do remember see Draco walking from an alley and at the same time put something in his robe."
"Did you see what it was?"
"No, but I did see some man-shaped shadow way in the back of the alley."
"It must be that dream man guy."
"'Dream man guy'?"
"Trying to make nicknames."
"Hmph."
"Maybe Draco holding plans of You-know-Who here in Hogwarts!"
"Really? Let's not jump to conclusions. We're not really sure if it IS You-Know-Who."
"The only way to find out is to look for it."
It was night. Everyone was sound asleep, except for Harry and Ron. They quietly crept out the door, in the invisibility cloak, of course. When they got near the Slytherin door, they hesitated.
"When Hermione said the plans were near the door," Ron whispered, "did she mean outside the dorms?"
Harry suddenly blanked out. He hadn't realized the plans could be inside the dormitories. He heard a noise. "Quick! Hide!"
"Um...Harry, you do realize we're covered with the invisibility cloak."
The Slytherin door opened and out came Crabbe and Goyle.
"I'm really hungry," Crabbe whispered, "but do you really think it's right for us to go out at night to the kitchen?"
"Sure, why not?" Goyle answered.
Ron and Harry ran quietly into the Slytherin dorms right before the door closed.
The Slytherin dorms weren't much different from the Gryffindors, just different decorations but otherwise, everything's the same. Harry looked around. "I think we can take off the cloak now."
"The plans must be near door," Ron whispered.
"That's what Hermione said, you halfwit."
"Fine. That plans must be on the wall."
"Or the floor."
"Why the floor?"
Harry pointed a corner. That area of the carpeted floor was a little raised. Ron looked closer. The carpet had a pattern, and Ron saw something out of the pattern: a snake.
"Harry," Ron said, "this is your job."
Harry kneeled by the snake and whispered "open" in "snake-ish."
A square area of the carpet suddenly disappeared and a tall rectangular prism rose. On top of the prism was a goblet.
"A goblet?" Ron said. "What kind of plan is that?"
"You'll never know. There seems to be a little compartment on this side of the stand."
Harry opened the compartment to reveal a bottle of water.
"I'm guessing you're supposed to pour the water into the goblet." Harry poured the water into the goblet. Nothing happened.
"Do you think Hermione lied?" When Harry said "Hermione," the water lit up around the edge and showed Hermione, sleeping in her bed.
"Now we're talkin'," Ron said excitingly. "Let's see...Draco!"
The goblet did nothing but remained showing Hermione.
"I think the one who poured the water into the goblet can control it," Harry said. "Draco!"
Hermione disappeared and Draco appeared. "Potter, die, die, DIE!" he said in his sleep.
"Your relationship with Draco gets better every minute," Ron said sarcastically.
"That I become more apart from him, yes, it is getting better," Harry answered sarcastically. "I just don't understand how this goblet is causing shifts in behavior and mind."
Ron thought about it for a little while. He started reaching for the water when-
"Ron! What are you doing?" Harry said.
"I'm seeing if that I can manipulate the mind by touching the water." Ron touched the water, specifically Draco's forehead. Ron hesitated, and then went deeper. Now he could see what Draco was dreaming. "Amazing. I can see Draco's dreams and can change them with my mind. Let's see...Draco is dreaming of you, Harry. Yes, he's watching you go to the guillotine. But I'll change that. Yes, now he's at the guillotine. Oh darn!"
"What?"
"He woke up, but I can read his mind...uh oh."
"What?"
"He's coming over here."
"Quick! The cloak!"
"How the heck do you get this stand to go down?"
Harry said, "close" in "snake-ish." The stand went back down and the carpet reappeared.
Draco walked in. He sat down on a chair. "What a nightmare."
Ron snickered.
"Who's there," Draco said. He slowly walked toward where Harry and Ron were when suddenly the door creaked open. "Crabbe! Goyle! What were you doing out there?"
Harry and Ron took this opportunity to creep outside the open door.