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Harry Potter and the Riddle of the Sphinx
CHAPTER 3- The Dance
Gryffindor Witch: Your turn. What's with the chapter title? Ravenclaw Witch: Why don't you read?¿ *(RW)* author's note: The beginning of this chapter is kinda boring because it explains Voldermort, Sirius, and Harry's other stuff at Hogwarts. I'll try and make the end interesting! (It's also really short, if you completely skip this chapter 'cause you've read the books and watched the movies like 15 million times, that's ok!) Just to tell you, the end is REALLY important and good, you can skip the whole first paragraph if you want though.
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"Ok, if you're my twin, then, well, Vol-, most people say 'He-Who- Must-Not-Be-Named' but Dumbledore said I was welcome to say Voldermort." Harry said. "He tried to kill you and me, but I guess he just couldn't kill us. You must have learned about some dark curse, um. Arvada Kerdava?" Harry whispered. "No, my mom said we won't learn until our sixth or seventh year." Raven said. "Well, it's a curse that kills you right away. It's you can't block it, and it's an evil Dark Arts spell." "SUPER illegal. You go to Azkaban as soon as the Ministry of Magic finds out about it." Harry said. "Last year, during the Triwizard Tournament, the Trophy, at the end of the maze turned out to be a portkey." "You know what those are, right?" Harry asked. "Yes, they transport you to other places." Raven answered. "Well, that transported me to a graveyard where Wormtail, Voldermort's servant, was bringing him back, so he has risen again. And in my third year here, I found out that Sirius Black was my- er. Godfather. A loud and familiar voice sounded. "Please go back to your Dormitories, IMMEDIATELY!" Professor McGonagall sounded. Harry darted off ahead of her, Leaving her deserted, lonely, and lost.
"I wonder why they would call us back to our dormitories so early?" Ron asked. "The Chamber of Secret's hasn't opened again I hope." Ron sulked. Amanda Grey walked over. "I hope this isn't another attack on muggle borns, Potter." She snarled. Amanda was a Ravenclaw sixth year and hadn't given up on getting him out of the school since she still apparently hadn't forgiven him about Cedric's death.
Back at the Gryffindor common room, The sat in armchairs and Professor McGonagall appeared suddenly in front of them. "I want you all to know about the Christmas dance coming up on Christmas eve. It will go on all night and you must wear your dress robes. Hermione looked sad, Viktor Krum didn't go to Hogwarts, and she didn't think that the Durmstrang students would be coming here just for a dance. Suddenly, her face lit up and she ran off to the girl's dormitories.
"You going to ask Cho this year?" Ron asked. "I bet she's available." "Sure." Harry replied grimly. "What's wrong Harry?" Ron asked climbing on to his bed, looking confused. "Well, it's just, er, Hermione won't go with anyone but Viktor." Harry said. "She's got an idea, Harry." "She ran off looking all happy and smiley and red and." Ron stopped. "I get the point." "But he can't come here." "He just can't." Harry said.
Sorry it's so short, but I want to get it out fast. I think it will be done soon. SEE-YA! RAVENCLAW WITCH
Harry Potter and the Riddle of the Sphinx
CHAPTER 3- The Dance
Gryffindor Witch: Your turn. What's with the chapter title? Ravenclaw Witch: Why don't you read?¿ *(RW)* author's note: The beginning of this chapter is kinda boring because it explains Voldermort, Sirius, and Harry's other stuff at Hogwarts. I'll try and make the end interesting! (It's also really short, if you completely skip this chapter 'cause you've read the books and watched the movies like 15 million times, that's ok!) Just to tell you, the end is REALLY important and good, you can skip the whole first paragraph if you want though.
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"Ok, if you're my twin, then, well, Vol-, most people say 'He-Who- Must-Not-Be-Named' but Dumbledore said I was welcome to say Voldermort." Harry said. "He tried to kill you and me, but I guess he just couldn't kill us. You must have learned about some dark curse, um. Arvada Kerdava?" Harry whispered. "No, my mom said we won't learn until our sixth or seventh year." Raven said. "Well, it's a curse that kills you right away. It's you can't block it, and it's an evil Dark Arts spell." "SUPER illegal. You go to Azkaban as soon as the Ministry of Magic finds out about it." Harry said. "Last year, during the Triwizard Tournament, the Trophy, at the end of the maze turned out to be a portkey." "You know what those are, right?" Harry asked. "Yes, they transport you to other places." Raven answered. "Well, that transported me to a graveyard where Wormtail, Voldermort's servant, was bringing him back, so he has risen again. And in my third year here, I found out that Sirius Black was my- er. Godfather. A loud and familiar voice sounded. "Please go back to your Dormitories, IMMEDIATELY!" Professor McGonagall sounded. Harry darted off ahead of her, Leaving her deserted, lonely, and lost.
"I wonder why they would call us back to our dormitories so early?" Ron asked. "The Chamber of Secret's hasn't opened again I hope." Ron sulked. Amanda Grey walked over. "I hope this isn't another attack on muggle borns, Potter." She snarled. Amanda was a Ravenclaw sixth year and hadn't given up on getting him out of the school since she still apparently hadn't forgiven him about Cedric's death.
Back at the Gryffindor common room, The sat in armchairs and Professor McGonagall appeared suddenly in front of them. "I want you all to know about the Christmas dance coming up on Christmas eve. It will go on all night and you must wear your dress robes. Hermione looked sad, Viktor Krum didn't go to Hogwarts, and she didn't think that the Durmstrang students would be coming here just for a dance. Suddenly, her face lit up and she ran off to the girl's dormitories.
"You going to ask Cho this year?" Ron asked. "I bet she's available." "Sure." Harry replied grimly. "What's wrong Harry?" Ron asked climbing on to his bed, looking confused. "Well, it's just, er, Hermione won't go with anyone but Viktor." Harry said. "She's got an idea, Harry." "She ran off looking all happy and smiley and red and." Ron stopped. "I get the point." "But he can't come here." "He just can't." Harry said.
Sorry it's so short, but I want to get it out fast. I think it will be done soon. SEE-YA! RAVENCLAW WITCH