A/N: Yes, it's the 7th chapter! Actually, pretty soon (probably
during the 9th chapter or something) I'll be writing another story
that's just general fiction! Read it when I start it!
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Chapter 7: Ron and the Watchers
Harry, Ron, and Hermione were in the library, looking for any clues as where to find Lord Voldemort. Ron, rather reluctantly, decided to join them.
"There's got to be a book somewhere in here!" Hermione shrieked for about the 6th time, snapping IDark Forces and Where to Search for ThemI.
"Hermione, are you taking the library's lack of information as an insult or something?" said Ron for the 6th time; it was now a routine to say when Hermione snapped a book shut.
It was the morning after the sorceress told Harry his task, and the trio had been searching the library to find some kind of sign to find Voldemort.
Harry doubted whether it would work; he didn't think the Hogwarts library would hold information about where Voldemort was hiding.
"Listen, Hermione," said Harry; he had finally had the last straw. "This isn't helping at all; I might as well go down to the sorceress and tell her I refuse to search for Voldemort like a nutter!" he yelled.
Hermione laughed at him.
"Oh, honestly, Harry, all we have to do is try harder!" she told him.
She got up to search for another book and was out of sight among the bookshelves.
"If you ask me, something's up with Hermione," whispered Ron to Harry. "She's acting very oddly."
Harry gulped. He hid this, though, and said, "I dunno, Ron, maybe we should stay out of it."
Ron looked at Harry with a very strange expression.
"You're joking, right?" he said as Hermione was coming back.
Harry faltered.
"Of course!" he chuckled.
Ron squinted at him. He was satisfied, however.
"Whatever you say, Harry," he said, going back to reading.
Hermione then came out of the bookshelves and sat down with a very new-looking and fat book called IWhat to do When You've Got the Dark Lord to FindI.
"Hermione, are you actually thinking that book is going to lead us to You-know who or something?" asked Ron, looking very unconvinced.
"Listen, Ron, I've already looked through it," said Hermione, sounding extremely smug. "I found an excerpt in here that might help us find him!"
She opened up the book and read it aloud:
"IThe Dark Lord, also known as Voldemort, has always hidden in a certain place. He lives in darkness and decay, and he hates to be in sunlight. The last place Voldemort was hidden was in his old house, which was a place where everybody feared to go. Nobody knew, of course, for it was a muggle house, and Lord Voldemort himself killed the gardener who tended it, which was named Frank Bryce, a very old muggle who was at war beforehand. It is said that he left the house and went to a different one, knowing that all of the muggles were now suspicious of the place. He went to another hideout in France, in a city called Le Havre. Lord Voldemort will surely be in a very old house that is covered in vines, that muggles say is 'haunted', or that has been on the spot for centuries. Only sorcerers and sorceresses can tell us this much on whether these rumors is true or not.I"
Hermione looked up at Harry and Ron, who were grinning with glee.
"This is the answer!" Harry said, pointing at the page.
"Voldemort is living in Le Havre, France!" shouted Hermione happily.
"Well, Harry, we certainly found out where You-know-who is!" Ron sported in, and the trio all laughed.
Behind a bookshelf, a hooded figure swore under his breath, and he vanished without the slightest puff of black smoke.
**********
The three left the library, Hermione taking the fat book so that they could look in there for more clues.
As they were walking down to the Great Hall, Harry then suddenly thought of something that had never occurred to him.
"Uhh.Ron? Hermione?" Harry said, stopping in his tracks.
"What?" said Hermione, staring at him.
"What if Voldemort KNEW we were looking for him?" he said, and now Ron stared at him. There was silence.
"What if he goes to a DIFFERENT hiding place?"
But Hermione stomped on this one before Harry could say another word.
"Harry, Voldemort isn't a PSYCHIC," she told him, and she turned to go to the Great Hall, pretending Harry didn't even stop.
She went in, and Ron looked at Harry.
"There's IdefinitelyI something up with Hermione, and there's no doubt about that," he said, and he shook his head.
"Anyway, c'mon, Harry."
But Harry didn't move. He was longing to tell Ron about him and Hermione; he hated keeping it a secret. He had to tell Ron that they were a couple so Ron would just leave Hermione alone.
"Listen, Ron," he said, making Ron stop and turn around. Ron didn't say anything.
"Yeah?" Ron said back, looking daring. Did he know what Harry was going to say to him?
"I need to talk to you about something."
Ron narrowed his eyes at Harry.
"About what?" he asked.
Harry almost thought that Ron had a hint of anger in his voice. He went on, however, pretending he hadn't notice.
"Hermione and I," said Harry.
Ron was daring for Harry to say they were a couple, so Harry took the dare.
"We're a---a couple."
"You're a IwhatI?" said Ron, his eyes bulging out of their sockets.
"A couple," Harry repeated. He closed his eyes, as though thinking Ron was about to punch him. He knew Ron had a crush on Hermione since Harry had a crush on her, and he realized it when Ron turned insanely jealous of Viktor Krum.
"I knew it," Ron spat, looking loathingly at Harry. Harry tried to speak, but Ron just held his hand up to stop him.
"How could you do this to me, Harry? You know I've loved Hermione since our 2nd year! You KNOW it!" he yelled.
"Ron, I---"
"No, Harry, I don't want to hear it. You've gone far enough. I think I'll go pack; I'd rather not go with the lovebirds to find You-know-who."
And he went in the other direction to the Gryffindor Tower, leaving Harry quite alone.
He sighed and went into the Great Hall, failing to see another hooded figure that laughed maliciously under his breath, wearing an Invisibility Cloak.
A/N: Uh oh! Harry better watch his back!!!
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Chapter 7: Ron and the Watchers
Harry, Ron, and Hermione were in the library, looking for any clues as where to find Lord Voldemort. Ron, rather reluctantly, decided to join them.
"There's got to be a book somewhere in here!" Hermione shrieked for about the 6th time, snapping IDark Forces and Where to Search for ThemI.
"Hermione, are you taking the library's lack of information as an insult or something?" said Ron for the 6th time; it was now a routine to say when Hermione snapped a book shut.
It was the morning after the sorceress told Harry his task, and the trio had been searching the library to find some kind of sign to find Voldemort.
Harry doubted whether it would work; he didn't think the Hogwarts library would hold information about where Voldemort was hiding.
"Listen, Hermione," said Harry; he had finally had the last straw. "This isn't helping at all; I might as well go down to the sorceress and tell her I refuse to search for Voldemort like a nutter!" he yelled.
Hermione laughed at him.
"Oh, honestly, Harry, all we have to do is try harder!" she told him.
She got up to search for another book and was out of sight among the bookshelves.
"If you ask me, something's up with Hermione," whispered Ron to Harry. "She's acting very oddly."
Harry gulped. He hid this, though, and said, "I dunno, Ron, maybe we should stay out of it."
Ron looked at Harry with a very strange expression.
"You're joking, right?" he said as Hermione was coming back.
Harry faltered.
"Of course!" he chuckled.
Ron squinted at him. He was satisfied, however.
"Whatever you say, Harry," he said, going back to reading.
Hermione then came out of the bookshelves and sat down with a very new-looking and fat book called IWhat to do When You've Got the Dark Lord to FindI.
"Hermione, are you actually thinking that book is going to lead us to You-know who or something?" asked Ron, looking very unconvinced.
"Listen, Ron, I've already looked through it," said Hermione, sounding extremely smug. "I found an excerpt in here that might help us find him!"
She opened up the book and read it aloud:
"IThe Dark Lord, also known as Voldemort, has always hidden in a certain place. He lives in darkness and decay, and he hates to be in sunlight. The last place Voldemort was hidden was in his old house, which was a place where everybody feared to go. Nobody knew, of course, for it was a muggle house, and Lord Voldemort himself killed the gardener who tended it, which was named Frank Bryce, a very old muggle who was at war beforehand. It is said that he left the house and went to a different one, knowing that all of the muggles were now suspicious of the place. He went to another hideout in France, in a city called Le Havre. Lord Voldemort will surely be in a very old house that is covered in vines, that muggles say is 'haunted', or that has been on the spot for centuries. Only sorcerers and sorceresses can tell us this much on whether these rumors is true or not.I"
Hermione looked up at Harry and Ron, who were grinning with glee.
"This is the answer!" Harry said, pointing at the page.
"Voldemort is living in Le Havre, France!" shouted Hermione happily.
"Well, Harry, we certainly found out where You-know-who is!" Ron sported in, and the trio all laughed.
Behind a bookshelf, a hooded figure swore under his breath, and he vanished without the slightest puff of black smoke.
**********
The three left the library, Hermione taking the fat book so that they could look in there for more clues.
As they were walking down to the Great Hall, Harry then suddenly thought of something that had never occurred to him.
"Uhh.Ron? Hermione?" Harry said, stopping in his tracks.
"What?" said Hermione, staring at him.
"What if Voldemort KNEW we were looking for him?" he said, and now Ron stared at him. There was silence.
"What if he goes to a DIFFERENT hiding place?"
But Hermione stomped on this one before Harry could say another word.
"Harry, Voldemort isn't a PSYCHIC," she told him, and she turned to go to the Great Hall, pretending Harry didn't even stop.
She went in, and Ron looked at Harry.
"There's IdefinitelyI something up with Hermione, and there's no doubt about that," he said, and he shook his head.
"Anyway, c'mon, Harry."
But Harry didn't move. He was longing to tell Ron about him and Hermione; he hated keeping it a secret. He had to tell Ron that they were a couple so Ron would just leave Hermione alone.
"Listen, Ron," he said, making Ron stop and turn around. Ron didn't say anything.
"Yeah?" Ron said back, looking daring. Did he know what Harry was going to say to him?
"I need to talk to you about something."
Ron narrowed his eyes at Harry.
"About what?" he asked.
Harry almost thought that Ron had a hint of anger in his voice. He went on, however, pretending he hadn't notice.
"Hermione and I," said Harry.
Ron was daring for Harry to say they were a couple, so Harry took the dare.
"We're a---a couple."
"You're a IwhatI?" said Ron, his eyes bulging out of their sockets.
"A couple," Harry repeated. He closed his eyes, as though thinking Ron was about to punch him. He knew Ron had a crush on Hermione since Harry had a crush on her, and he realized it when Ron turned insanely jealous of Viktor Krum.
"I knew it," Ron spat, looking loathingly at Harry. Harry tried to speak, but Ron just held his hand up to stop him.
"How could you do this to me, Harry? You know I've loved Hermione since our 2nd year! You KNOW it!" he yelled.
"Ron, I---"
"No, Harry, I don't want to hear it. You've gone far enough. I think I'll go pack; I'd rather not go with the lovebirds to find You-know-who."
And he went in the other direction to the Gryffindor Tower, leaving Harry quite alone.
He sighed and went into the Great Hall, failing to see another hooded figure that laughed maliciously under his breath, wearing an Invisibility Cloak.
A/N: Uh oh! Harry better watch his back!!!
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