All through supper that night, Hermione kept a close watch on Hannah. She
was planning to stop Hannah from getting out of the Great Hall so they
could talk about things. She saw Hannah talking to her two new friends,
Millicent and Pansy. Hermione's eyes fluttered down the table, and she saw
a boy whom she had never seen before.
"A new student?" she thought to her self, "He looks about our age. I wonder why he is here. Must be a transfer student." but she knew back in her mind, that he wasn't. Ron noticed the boy after Hermione pointed him out to him.
"Do you know who he is?" asked Hermione, "I don't remember seeing him anywhere."
"Oh, I remember him. He is in our year. Yeah, I have never seen him anywhere also, but I do remember seeing him at the sorting. Must be a Muggle born."
"Ron," said Hermione in her know-it-all voice, "If her were a Muggle born, that WHAT is he doing at the Slytherin table?"
"The Sorting hat must of put him there. But I will admit, it is weird."
Hermione's attention was suddenly back on Hannah, which was a good thing for Hermione, because as soon as her eyes looked back, Hannah was standing up.
"Ron, Harry, I will see you back at the common room, there is something that I need to do." said Hermione, and she sprinted out of the Great Hall. "Hannah!" she called out, but Hanna just kept walking. "Hannah! Please stop!"
"What do YOU want, Hermione?" Hannah snapped, "I have a lot to do, so please don't get in my way!" She kept walking. She marched back down to the dungeons, and stood in front of the wall.
"Morsmordre!" Hannah said. She didn't know that Hermione was watching her every move. Hermione, now, knew the location and the password for the Slytherin tower. The wall swung open, and Hannah walked in, head held high. The wall closed behind her.
"Where have I heard that before?" wondered Hermione aloud, "OH! The Quidditch World Cup! That is incantation you say for You-Know-Who's sign!" She tore up the stairs, and ran as fast as she could back to the Gryffindor Tower.
"Corn-Cornish Pix-Pixies!" she breathed to the Fat Lady. The portrait swung open.
***** In the Slytherin Tower*****
Hannah went to sit down next to the fire to think. She headed toward a big arm chair, but stopped before she sat down.
"Oh, Hello, I'm Hannah. Fifth Year" she said proudly, "Who are you?"
"Oh, Hi-hi Hannah. I'm in the fifth year also. My name is Piers Polkiss ."
"Well, hi Piers. How come I have never seen you?"
"I don't know. What do you think of the Harry Potter character?" he asked. She tightened.
"I think that he is a no-good brother, and that his father should kill him, and rip him to pieces!"
"I'm glad you feel that way. But tell me, who is his father?"
"Tom Riddle. Lord Voldemort to some. He is my father as well." Piers smiled.
"Good.good. Look at this." he pulled his left sleeve up to reveal the mark of the Death Eater. "If you are Hannah Abbot, which you are, than I was told to help you get Harry Potter to my master. And I have a plan." The two sat in deep conversation, not realizing that at the other end of the castle, three other friends were also in deep conversation.
*****In the Gryffindor Tower*****
Harry, Ron, and Hermione all had pulled chairs up to the fire, and were talking about what they knew about Hannah's sudden change of heart. They had a plan. It was simple. They already knew how to do it, because they had already done it. In their second year. But this time, they would be questioning Hannah, instead of Malfoy.
"Hannah's friends are Millicent Bulstrode and Pansy Parkinson." Stated Hermione, "I will most defiantly NOT get the hair off of Bulstrode. One of you can do that. I will get Parkinsons hair."
"But that will only be enough for two of us.what about me?" asked Harry.
"Yah, what about Harry?" questioned Ron, "Wait.that means that I need to get Bulstrode's hair. I don't want to be a cat!"
"Harry-we can see if we can get that new kid's hair. She might not know him, but that is a chance that we are willing to make, right?" said Hermione
"But Hermione," started Harry, "The last time we wanted to make the Polyjuice Potion, it took us a month!" Hermione smiled.
"Ah, but this time, It is already made." she lead the tow boys up to her dormitory, and opened her trunk. Inside, sat a small cauldron, bubbling and hissing, filled to the top with Polyjuice Potion. "All we need."
"Is something of the person we are changing into." the three friends smiled. It was easy. TOO easy. More than too easy, but it was going to go wrong. Very wrong. But the friends did not know, that there was a spy. A spy in the Gryffindor Common Room. Waiting to destroy everything. Someone that no one would suspect.
Ginny Weasley.
A/n: hey hey hey! People of frendliness! I really hope that you are enjoying the story.as I said to potterfan, it is going to be interesting.that is all I will say. You know Piers Polkiss.Dudley's friend? Yah.him. Thank you, Jax31583: Well, Hermione didn't have a chance to ask her.so that wasn't in this chapter.and Hannah isn't as evil as she seems.no.well.wait and see! ;) Oh, If I spelled Piers last name wrong, could some one please tell me?
"A new student?" she thought to her self, "He looks about our age. I wonder why he is here. Must be a transfer student." but she knew back in her mind, that he wasn't. Ron noticed the boy after Hermione pointed him out to him.
"Do you know who he is?" asked Hermione, "I don't remember seeing him anywhere."
"Oh, I remember him. He is in our year. Yeah, I have never seen him anywhere also, but I do remember seeing him at the sorting. Must be a Muggle born."
"Ron," said Hermione in her know-it-all voice, "If her were a Muggle born, that WHAT is he doing at the Slytherin table?"
"The Sorting hat must of put him there. But I will admit, it is weird."
Hermione's attention was suddenly back on Hannah, which was a good thing for Hermione, because as soon as her eyes looked back, Hannah was standing up.
"Ron, Harry, I will see you back at the common room, there is something that I need to do." said Hermione, and she sprinted out of the Great Hall. "Hannah!" she called out, but Hanna just kept walking. "Hannah! Please stop!"
"What do YOU want, Hermione?" Hannah snapped, "I have a lot to do, so please don't get in my way!" She kept walking. She marched back down to the dungeons, and stood in front of the wall.
"Morsmordre!" Hannah said. She didn't know that Hermione was watching her every move. Hermione, now, knew the location and the password for the Slytherin tower. The wall swung open, and Hannah walked in, head held high. The wall closed behind her.
"Where have I heard that before?" wondered Hermione aloud, "OH! The Quidditch World Cup! That is incantation you say for You-Know-Who's sign!" She tore up the stairs, and ran as fast as she could back to the Gryffindor Tower.
"Corn-Cornish Pix-Pixies!" she breathed to the Fat Lady. The portrait swung open.
***** In the Slytherin Tower*****
Hannah went to sit down next to the fire to think. She headed toward a big arm chair, but stopped before she sat down.
"Oh, Hello, I'm Hannah. Fifth Year" she said proudly, "Who are you?"
"Oh, Hi-hi Hannah. I'm in the fifth year also. My name is Piers Polkiss ."
"Well, hi Piers. How come I have never seen you?"
"I don't know. What do you think of the Harry Potter character?" he asked. She tightened.
"I think that he is a no-good brother, and that his father should kill him, and rip him to pieces!"
"I'm glad you feel that way. But tell me, who is his father?"
"Tom Riddle. Lord Voldemort to some. He is my father as well." Piers smiled.
"Good.good. Look at this." he pulled his left sleeve up to reveal the mark of the Death Eater. "If you are Hannah Abbot, which you are, than I was told to help you get Harry Potter to my master. And I have a plan." The two sat in deep conversation, not realizing that at the other end of the castle, three other friends were also in deep conversation.
*****In the Gryffindor Tower*****
Harry, Ron, and Hermione all had pulled chairs up to the fire, and were talking about what they knew about Hannah's sudden change of heart. They had a plan. It was simple. They already knew how to do it, because they had already done it. In their second year. But this time, they would be questioning Hannah, instead of Malfoy.
"Hannah's friends are Millicent Bulstrode and Pansy Parkinson." Stated Hermione, "I will most defiantly NOT get the hair off of Bulstrode. One of you can do that. I will get Parkinsons hair."
"But that will only be enough for two of us.what about me?" asked Harry.
"Yah, what about Harry?" questioned Ron, "Wait.that means that I need to get Bulstrode's hair. I don't want to be a cat!"
"Harry-we can see if we can get that new kid's hair. She might not know him, but that is a chance that we are willing to make, right?" said Hermione
"But Hermione," started Harry, "The last time we wanted to make the Polyjuice Potion, it took us a month!" Hermione smiled.
"Ah, but this time, It is already made." she lead the tow boys up to her dormitory, and opened her trunk. Inside, sat a small cauldron, bubbling and hissing, filled to the top with Polyjuice Potion. "All we need."
"Is something of the person we are changing into." the three friends smiled. It was easy. TOO easy. More than too easy, but it was going to go wrong. Very wrong. But the friends did not know, that there was a spy. A spy in the Gryffindor Common Room. Waiting to destroy everything. Someone that no one would suspect.
Ginny Weasley.
A/n: hey hey hey! People of frendliness! I really hope that you are enjoying the story.as I said to potterfan, it is going to be interesting.that is all I will say. You know Piers Polkiss.Dudley's friend? Yah.him. Thank you, Jax31583: Well, Hermione didn't have a chance to ask her.so that wasn't in this chapter.and Hannah isn't as evil as she seems.no.well.wait and see! ;) Oh, If I spelled Piers last name wrong, could some one please tell me?