Chapter Seven - The Search
Day One:
It was two in the afternoon. Most fifth and sixth years were outside, enjoying the lovely summer weather. But up in the tallest tower, through the tallest window, was a black hair teenage boy who was unmistakably arguing about something.
"But Ron! We only have eight days so we've got to start searching!" the black hair boy addressed to a red hair who was lazily slumped over an over- padded armchair.
"Harry! Look outside! How can you miss out a weather like that!" Ron protested to his friend.
"I can't believe you can say that. You are so SELFISH! Hemione was right about you all along, you ARE a selfish, arrogant PIG!" with that the black hair boy stormed off towards the flight of stairs.
Knock, knock.
The old wooden door slowly swung open, revealing a young girl.
"Harry, what's wrong?" Ginny asked with obvious concern. She stepped away from the door to expose a very messy room.
"Your brother is such a selfish, arrogant PIG!" Harry exploded. His face grew redder and redder by the second. He then raved on about the fight he had with Ron up at their dormitory, spitting and cursing. Ginny wasn't surprised.
"Ron is always like that. He'll come back and apologize. While at the mean time, I think we should start searching." She suggested. Harry mumbled an ok and asked if Hermione writes in a dairy of some sort.
"Good idea, Harry! Hermione does sometimes scribble in an old book of hers, especially if she's upset." Ginny replied, mesmerized in deep thought. "But I've never seen where she hid that old book and she had certainly never told me."
"Does the old book you mentioned have a old price tag attach to it?" Harry questioned. Ginny hesitated. Suddenly, as if she had hit the jackpot, she yelled:
"I remember! Yes, it did have a tag attached to it. And I also recall her saying yesterday morning that she was going to the library in the evening and she packed the old diary in her book bag!"
"Excellent, Ginny! But where's the book bag?"
The two looked at each other and nodded knowingly.
A moment later, they were at Professor McGonagall's office. The room was small but comfortable. Paintings of what seemed like headmasters from the past hanged on all four walls. Ginny cautiously knocked on the door that was wide opened. Glancing up behind her half-moon spectacles, Professor said:
"What can I do for you two?"
"Professor McGonagall," Harry began. "I was wondering if Hermione's book bag was with her when she was er. attacked."
"Oh yes. I believe it's been sent to the missing property room." Professor McGonagall suggested.
Ginny breathed a sign of relieve. "Thank you so much!"
"Come on!" Harry signaled to Ginny. The two bolted to the door.
"I've been at this school for four years! And I am still not sure about where the missing property room is!" Harry cursed our aloud.
"Me either! It's nearly bell time. Let's just go to our next lesson first." Ginny said, flinging her book bag over her shoulders. Harry agreed and did the same.
"Students please stay in your house common rooms tonight as Professor Dumbledore and I believe that the weather is too severe to go out and there's also a flu bug in the school. It's nearly the yearly examination period so we do not want you to catch a cold. If you do not obey this rule and you are caught, 50 points would be taken from your house. Thank you." The speaker crackled as Professor Snape finished his announcement.
Everybody moaned and groaned. Harry shrugged helplessly to Ginny.
"I guess we'll have to continue tomorrow afternoon."
Will they find the answer? REVIEW!
Day One:
It was two in the afternoon. Most fifth and sixth years were outside, enjoying the lovely summer weather. But up in the tallest tower, through the tallest window, was a black hair teenage boy who was unmistakably arguing about something.
"But Ron! We only have eight days so we've got to start searching!" the black hair boy addressed to a red hair who was lazily slumped over an over- padded armchair.
"Harry! Look outside! How can you miss out a weather like that!" Ron protested to his friend.
"I can't believe you can say that. You are so SELFISH! Hemione was right about you all along, you ARE a selfish, arrogant PIG!" with that the black hair boy stormed off towards the flight of stairs.
Knock, knock.
The old wooden door slowly swung open, revealing a young girl.
"Harry, what's wrong?" Ginny asked with obvious concern. She stepped away from the door to expose a very messy room.
"Your brother is such a selfish, arrogant PIG!" Harry exploded. His face grew redder and redder by the second. He then raved on about the fight he had with Ron up at their dormitory, spitting and cursing. Ginny wasn't surprised.
"Ron is always like that. He'll come back and apologize. While at the mean time, I think we should start searching." She suggested. Harry mumbled an ok and asked if Hermione writes in a dairy of some sort.
"Good idea, Harry! Hermione does sometimes scribble in an old book of hers, especially if she's upset." Ginny replied, mesmerized in deep thought. "But I've never seen where she hid that old book and she had certainly never told me."
"Does the old book you mentioned have a old price tag attach to it?" Harry questioned. Ginny hesitated. Suddenly, as if she had hit the jackpot, she yelled:
"I remember! Yes, it did have a tag attached to it. And I also recall her saying yesterday morning that she was going to the library in the evening and she packed the old diary in her book bag!"
"Excellent, Ginny! But where's the book bag?"
The two looked at each other and nodded knowingly.
A moment later, they were at Professor McGonagall's office. The room was small but comfortable. Paintings of what seemed like headmasters from the past hanged on all four walls. Ginny cautiously knocked on the door that was wide opened. Glancing up behind her half-moon spectacles, Professor said:
"What can I do for you two?"
"Professor McGonagall," Harry began. "I was wondering if Hermione's book bag was with her when she was er. attacked."
"Oh yes. I believe it's been sent to the missing property room." Professor McGonagall suggested.
Ginny breathed a sign of relieve. "Thank you so much!"
"Come on!" Harry signaled to Ginny. The two bolted to the door.
"I've been at this school for four years! And I am still not sure about where the missing property room is!" Harry cursed our aloud.
"Me either! It's nearly bell time. Let's just go to our next lesson first." Ginny said, flinging her book bag over her shoulders. Harry agreed and did the same.
"Students please stay in your house common rooms tonight as Professor Dumbledore and I believe that the weather is too severe to go out and there's also a flu bug in the school. It's nearly the yearly examination period so we do not want you to catch a cold. If you do not obey this rule and you are caught, 50 points would be taken from your house. Thank you." The speaker crackled as Professor Snape finished his announcement.
Everybody moaned and groaned. Harry shrugged helplessly to Ginny.
"I guess we'll have to continue tomorrow afternoon."
Will they find the answer? REVIEW!