The Screwed Up Mind of a House Elf

written by: happy kid

i do not own any thing ( JKR does.

Chapter 2: Death at Hogwarts

A.N: haha.. hope you like this chapter! Please review! I want to know what you think!

The twins recognized the voice as Dobby's.

"Ok.", said Fred in a very...sarcastic. tone.

"Right. Well, we'll just go on getting food now. heh heh. Come on Fred", verbalized George.

At once, the mob of elves moved forward again to give the boys food. All except one, who sat in the corner, with an evil grin on his small face.

'What's gotten into him?' thought George.

They took a bit a food and hurried back up to the Great Hall. Harry, Ron, and Hermione did not greet them as they entered, but to the twin's great shock, they carried very worried expressions on their faces. The rest of the school seemed to be the same. The Great Hall was very tense.

"What's wrong?" asked Fred.

Harry nodded at Hermione. She was just about to open her mouth to explain, when Professor Dumbledore cleared his throat.

"I am very sorry, but someone must tell you." Dumbledore cleared his throat again. "Professor McGonagall has just been taken up to the hospital wing. She has been a victim of severe food poisoning."

The school gasped. They had obviously seen her leave in a rush towards the bathroom, but they had not expected this. At once, the entire Gryffindor table shot nasty looks at the Slytherin table who returned them.

"No person has been caught in the act, but if anyone, ANYONE, knows who did this, please notify me immediately." He paused, and looked around the tables. No one had a smirk or even the slightest bit of guiltiness on their face. Dumbledore continued, "Now, please go straight to your dorms and go to bed. The students did as they were told, except the older Gryffindors, who were very concerned about McGonagall, even if she was very strict. Dumbledore told them that they could visit her tomorrow, but that right now, all she needed was rest.

In the morning the common room was given the almost obvious announcement. "There will be no Transfiguration classes for this week", came the prefect's voice. "So you may have that bell as a free period. That is all."

Harry, Ron, Hermione, and all the other fifth year Gryffindors, came back to the common room. They had loads of homework (A.N: haha for them) to finish, but most of them played games and talked.

The trio sat in the corner on a free couch.

"I wonder how she was poisoned?" said Hermione.

"Yeah, so we can do the same thing to Snape."

She glared back at Ron, but he knew that she thought it was funny. (A.N: all you R/Herm ppl, just hold on.later. your time will come)

Harry was pondering the situation very hard. He wondered why none of the other teachers had gotten poisoned as well.

Just then, the bell rang. It was time to go to Care of Magical Creatures with Hagrid. But, that class would have to wait. A voice was echoing through the entire castle.

"All students please go to your common rooms and stay there until further notice. Prefects, meet in the Entrance Hall. Everyone resumed talking, except a pair of red heads, who crept out through the portrait hole, and snuck out into the deserted castle corridor. (A.N: o no!! what will happen!?!... heehee.)

One prefect, who was trying very hard to get the common room's attention, gave up and left to go to the Entrance Hall. The twins were not fast enough. The prefect saw them as sprinted towards them. The two red heads dashed into a stairwell and started running down the steps. At the bottom, they heard two people talking.

"What do you mean she passed away? It was just food poisoning! O why!?! Why!?! I could have saved her! If only I had had more time!" sobbed the first voice.

"Now, now Madam Pomfrey, you know it's not your fault," said the second voice, much more solemn than the first.

That was all Fred and George needed to know. They had completely forgotten about their reason for being in the stairwell in the first place, and started to run back up to the top of the staircase. The two people talking had heard them run up the stairs, and lowered their voices to a whisper. Fred and George didn't care what else was said. They needed to get back to the common room to tell everyone else. They met the prefect halfway up. He was not looking happy. He lurched forward to grab one of them, but missed. The twins resumed climbing the stairs. They didn't stop until they were inside the common room.

"Everyone, I am sorry to inform you, but our dear Professor Minerva McGonagall has just passed away."

There were screams of terror flooding the common room at a very alarming rate. Parvati and Lavender shrieked in fear.

"Who is going to be next?" yelled Lavender. "First Quirrel, then Cedric, and now McGonagall! I don't want to die!!!!"

Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at each other in utter amazement. 'How could this be?'

The next few days seemed to go very slowly. No one seemed to be the same. Even the Slytherins seemed sad. Now the big task was to find a new teacher. Dumbledore came to the conclusion that the replacement would come in late November. But now, they would have no more Transfiguration classes, but would alternate which class they would be attending on different days, instead of giving the students a free period every day.

Today was time for a TRIPLE period of Potions. (A.N: o goody. aren't they lucky! lookin forward to this! heehee) The dreaded time came without them knowing it. It. was. time. for .Snape., sadly. The Gryffindors and the Slytherins waited outside for their "beloved" Potions master. But he did not arrive on time. The students were tired of waiting, so Harry and the rest of the Gryffindors went back to their common room. They all wondered, even though they did not share it with each other, where Severus was, and if he was alright.

Haha left ya with a cliff hanger there. Thank you sooooo much Margarita Mocha for being my first reviewer!!!! You made my day!! .pleeeeeez review!!!! even if you don't like it! jus tell me you read it! hopefully I'll have the next chapter up in the next few days.. I just gotta type it.. c ya