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Chapter 7 - Secret Passage!
'I think we have a case of Hallucinations here,' suggested Madam Pomfrey to Harry and Ron. Ron looked a the side desk, 'Honestly, there is nothing wrong with me!' said Ron getting impatient. 'Hush boy, I'm trying to find that potion that will stop you from hallucinating,' said Madam Pomfrey, shuffling through her potion cupboards. 'I wonder if this was caused by that spell someone cast on you and Malfoy?' Pondered Harry.
The hospital wing door opened and Crabbe and Goyle were dragged Malfoy in who was muttering to an invisible person in front of him. Harry worked hard not to laugh, but failed. Harry cracked up laughing, making Madam Pomfrey look at him strangely. 'Draco is talking to no one,' grunted Goyle. 'Oh, please help him,' cried Crabbe, nearly in tears. Harry looked to Ron, but he didn't seem to be looking in their direction. 'But Mr Pink Bunny, we haven't finished our cup of tea and plate of biscuits,' muttered Malfoy to an invisible stranger. Harry looked back to Malfoy, still laughing. Even Crabbe was now smiling. 'Here we are, Hallucination Cure,' said Madam Pomfrey happily, collection a goblet from the cupboard. She poured some of the purple liquid into the goblet. 'Give all of this to Mr Weasley there,' said Madam Pomfrey, handing the goblet to Harry. 'Lets go Mrs Pretty Butterfly to The Old Playground,' muttered Malfoy to thin air. 'What about Draco?' said Goyle slightly worried that Malfoy would be in that state forever. 'If you don't shut up, I'll leave him like that!' threatened Madam Pomfrey. 'Oh yes, please leave him like that,' choked Ron through a mouthful of purple liquid known as Hallucination Cure. Harry moved the goblet away from Ron. 'Oh, he seems to be having a great time with Mr Pink Bunny and Mrs Pretty Butterfly!' said Harry. 'We can't leave him this way!' cried Goyle, with real tears driving themselves down his cheeks. 'So your feeling better now Mr Weasley?' asked Madam Pomfrey. 'Oh, yes Madam Pomfrey, I feel better than old Malfoy there,' said Ron. 'Give him the rest Harry, he still not back to normal,' suggest Madam Pomfrey, listening more to Malfoy's endless muttering than to anything else. 'Oh, after you, Mrs Pretty Rainbow Fairy,' muttered Malfoy to nobody. Madam Pomfrey giggled silently to herself and turned to see if Ron was fully healed. Madam Pomfrey looked at Ron's eye movements. 'Your fine to go now, you are free to go,' said Madam Pomfrey. Ron and Harry left Madam Pomfrey to argue with Crabbe and Goyle about Malfoy's fairyland talk. 'Did you hear Malfoy,' said Ron, laughing loudly the moment he closed the door, 'I wonder if Mr Pink Bunny will stay by Malfoy's side, I'll be the happiest student in school.' 'Sure,' said Harry very slowly. 'Why, don't you think I'll be the happiest student in school?' asked Ron. 'Check this out, I found this while bringing you down here, it's a secret passage from seventh floor to outside the hospital wing,' explained Harry. Harry walked over to a trap door, so well blended with the other bits of floor that you couldn't see there was a door at all. Ron bent down to see that there was a trap door there. Harry lifted the stone looking trap door, that surprisingly felt as light as a feather, and jumped in. 'Come on Ron, before someone else finds this trapdoor!' whispered Harry cautiously. Ron jumped in quickly down the stairs and closed the trapdoor, just as the hospital wing door creaked open. Harry stood under the trapdoor listening through the disguised stone door. 'You were acting really weird, master,' said Goyle. 'Who is this Mr Pink Bunny,' asked Crabbe. 'He's just one of my old toys,' admitted Malfoy, not knowing that Harry and Ron were listening. 'What about Mrs Pretty Butterfly and Mrs Pretty Rainbow Fairy?' asked Goyle. Malfoy looked at him, 'Well, don't tell anyone, but Mrs Pretty Butterfly was my other soft toy and Mrs Pretty Rainbow Fairy was my imaginary friend, now don't tell anyone or I'll have to curse you!' Both Crabbe and Goyle gulped. In the trapdoor, Ron sniggered loudly and Harry was going red in the face trying not to laugh as well. 'How was your "Tea Party",' asked Crabbe sniggering loudly. 'You fool!' said Malfoy angrily. 'Come on Ron, we'd better leave,' said Harry, pulling Ron up the winding hallway, brightly lit with purple candles. Ron started to walk slowly after Harry. Pictures of people, knights, Monks and lots of other things smiled and waved. The walk seemed to take forever, only halfway up, a wise old wizard stopped them. 'Hello there, we rarely get visitors. I have a room behind me, no one has been in there for the last thirty years, and I was given a message from Godric, my fair friend to let only certain people in this room with the password.' 'You don't mean, good old Godric Gryffindor, the founder of our house, do you?' asked Harry curiously. 'Yes, I mean good old Godric Gryffindor and if I'm correct, you are both in Gryffindor, right?' asked the painting. 'Yes, we are both in Gryffindor,' agreed Ron. 'I'll ask you one riddle, if you answer it correctly, you can get the password and enter, but if you don't, you'll miss out,' understand?' asked the painting of the wizard. 'All right, lets do the riddle,' said Harry with mounting enthusiasm.
Chapter 7 - Secret Passage!
'I think we have a case of Hallucinations here,' suggested Madam Pomfrey to Harry and Ron. Ron looked a the side desk, 'Honestly, there is nothing wrong with me!' said Ron getting impatient. 'Hush boy, I'm trying to find that potion that will stop you from hallucinating,' said Madam Pomfrey, shuffling through her potion cupboards. 'I wonder if this was caused by that spell someone cast on you and Malfoy?' Pondered Harry.
The hospital wing door opened and Crabbe and Goyle were dragged Malfoy in who was muttering to an invisible person in front of him. Harry worked hard not to laugh, but failed. Harry cracked up laughing, making Madam Pomfrey look at him strangely. 'Draco is talking to no one,' grunted Goyle. 'Oh, please help him,' cried Crabbe, nearly in tears. Harry looked to Ron, but he didn't seem to be looking in their direction. 'But Mr Pink Bunny, we haven't finished our cup of tea and plate of biscuits,' muttered Malfoy to an invisible stranger. Harry looked back to Malfoy, still laughing. Even Crabbe was now smiling. 'Here we are, Hallucination Cure,' said Madam Pomfrey happily, collection a goblet from the cupboard. She poured some of the purple liquid into the goblet. 'Give all of this to Mr Weasley there,' said Madam Pomfrey, handing the goblet to Harry. 'Lets go Mrs Pretty Butterfly to The Old Playground,' muttered Malfoy to thin air. 'What about Draco?' said Goyle slightly worried that Malfoy would be in that state forever. 'If you don't shut up, I'll leave him like that!' threatened Madam Pomfrey. 'Oh yes, please leave him like that,' choked Ron through a mouthful of purple liquid known as Hallucination Cure. Harry moved the goblet away from Ron. 'Oh, he seems to be having a great time with Mr Pink Bunny and Mrs Pretty Butterfly!' said Harry. 'We can't leave him this way!' cried Goyle, with real tears driving themselves down his cheeks. 'So your feeling better now Mr Weasley?' asked Madam Pomfrey. 'Oh, yes Madam Pomfrey, I feel better than old Malfoy there,' said Ron. 'Give him the rest Harry, he still not back to normal,' suggest Madam Pomfrey, listening more to Malfoy's endless muttering than to anything else. 'Oh, after you, Mrs Pretty Rainbow Fairy,' muttered Malfoy to nobody. Madam Pomfrey giggled silently to herself and turned to see if Ron was fully healed. Madam Pomfrey looked at Ron's eye movements. 'Your fine to go now, you are free to go,' said Madam Pomfrey. Ron and Harry left Madam Pomfrey to argue with Crabbe and Goyle about Malfoy's fairyland talk. 'Did you hear Malfoy,' said Ron, laughing loudly the moment he closed the door, 'I wonder if Mr Pink Bunny will stay by Malfoy's side, I'll be the happiest student in school.' 'Sure,' said Harry very slowly. 'Why, don't you think I'll be the happiest student in school?' asked Ron. 'Check this out, I found this while bringing you down here, it's a secret passage from seventh floor to outside the hospital wing,' explained Harry. Harry walked over to a trap door, so well blended with the other bits of floor that you couldn't see there was a door at all. Ron bent down to see that there was a trap door there. Harry lifted the stone looking trap door, that surprisingly felt as light as a feather, and jumped in. 'Come on Ron, before someone else finds this trapdoor!' whispered Harry cautiously. Ron jumped in quickly down the stairs and closed the trapdoor, just as the hospital wing door creaked open. Harry stood under the trapdoor listening through the disguised stone door. 'You were acting really weird, master,' said Goyle. 'Who is this Mr Pink Bunny,' asked Crabbe. 'He's just one of my old toys,' admitted Malfoy, not knowing that Harry and Ron were listening. 'What about Mrs Pretty Butterfly and Mrs Pretty Rainbow Fairy?' asked Goyle. Malfoy looked at him, 'Well, don't tell anyone, but Mrs Pretty Butterfly was my other soft toy and Mrs Pretty Rainbow Fairy was my imaginary friend, now don't tell anyone or I'll have to curse you!' Both Crabbe and Goyle gulped. In the trapdoor, Ron sniggered loudly and Harry was going red in the face trying not to laugh as well. 'How was your "Tea Party",' asked Crabbe sniggering loudly. 'You fool!' said Malfoy angrily. 'Come on Ron, we'd better leave,' said Harry, pulling Ron up the winding hallway, brightly lit with purple candles. Ron started to walk slowly after Harry. Pictures of people, knights, Monks and lots of other things smiled and waved. The walk seemed to take forever, only halfway up, a wise old wizard stopped them. 'Hello there, we rarely get visitors. I have a room behind me, no one has been in there for the last thirty years, and I was given a message from Godric, my fair friend to let only certain people in this room with the password.' 'You don't mean, good old Godric Gryffindor, the founder of our house, do you?' asked Harry curiously. 'Yes, I mean good old Godric Gryffindor and if I'm correct, you are both in Gryffindor, right?' asked the painting. 'Yes, we are both in Gryffindor,' agreed Ron. 'I'll ask you one riddle, if you answer it correctly, you can get the password and enter, but if you don't, you'll miss out,' understand?' asked the painting of the wizard. 'All right, lets do the riddle,' said Harry with mounting enthusiasm.