Chapter 6: Suspicions
"Hey! Good to see that you're up Harry!" exclaimed Fred.
Looking very startled, Ryly put the knife down. Then, she seemed to recover her wits and laughed. "You should have seen your face, Harry! You didn't think that I would really stab you, did you? Jeez, nice to see you trust me."
"Beware of the Wolf." muttered Harry, still trying to recover from the shock of having a knife aimed at him.
"What?" gasped Ryly, and she paled.
"The Wolf, it was what everyone said, in my dream. Do you know who or what the Wolf is?" he asked, glaring, as he still wasn't too sure of the fact that she didn't really mean to kill him.
"No. Of course I don't, it was only a dream, Harry. Really, The Wolf! Since when to wolves get a 'the' in the front?" she stated, starting to babble.
"Not wolves. The Wolf." Unfortunately, at that moment, Fred and George came bounding up to Harry's bed.
"So glad that you're up! We were worried sick! What with you diving, for no reason! What were you thinking? Wood thought you were trying to kill yourself! George said, practically on the verge of screaming.
"No, the snitch was there. But, I couldn't catch it.my hand went right through it." Whispered Harry, his eyes flashing angrily.
"I'm sure you were hallucinating, Harry. The Snitch was nowhere near there when you dove. Are you feeling alright?" said Ryly.
"I'm fine! Or at least I wouldn't be nearly so hysterical if I didn't wake up to people trying to jam knives into my chest!" yelped Harry.
"What?" asked Fred.
"Her! She tried to kill me!" growled Harry, pointing his finger at Ryly.
"I see this has gotten too far out of hand. I suppose I'll have to." Ryly was interrupted when Ron and Hermione came flying (*not literally*) into the room.
"Harry! We were so worried! It took forever to get out of those stands!" gasped a breathless Hermione.
"Llega imperial Lobo" chanted Ryly. Then, the hospital's room started to waver. Harry dimly heard someone scream, and then laughing mixed with cursing.
"Whoa." He said when he felt the ground jolt beneath him. He dimly saw the others sitting on the ground before everything went black.
Harry groaned as he started to sit up with a pounding headache. "What happened?"
"Ryly cast a teleportation spell and sent us all to Who knows where. No, problem. I'm sure we'll get out of here somehow." Supplied Hermione, matter of factly.
"Oh. No biggie then." Snapped Ron. "We could be in the middle of the States and all die, but don't worry, it's not a problem."
"I'm sure Dumbledore will find us!" insisted Hermione.
"Guys, break it up. I have a headache, my friend just betrayed us, and I am not in the mood to hear fighting." Growled Fred.
Everyone stared at him. After all, this was the first time they had ever heard him get angry. It was scary, if Fred was upset, then they were all doomed.
Before they had time to dwell to hard on this, they were interrupted of their thoughts by a great howling.
"What was that?" hissed Hermione.
"Shh! It might hear you!" hissed Harry, right back.
"Um.it may be a bit too late for that." Stated George.
"What do you mean, 'too late'?" whispered Ron, looking as though he might pass out. A drop of drool landing on his shoulder and a huge black shadow covering him answered him.
I just wanted Harry. I specifically asked for him, not all of his friends!" growled out a very angry voice.
I am sorry, my lord. I had no other opportunity.
Where did you put them?
I put them in Murderderus' Chamber
Good. Hopefully he will kill them and leave me to Potter.
Uh...
What?!
I kinda put Potter in with them.
Fool! I was looking forward to killing him slowly! You can go in there as well, for your punishment.
Master, allow me to explain.
Too late.
"Hey! Good to see that you're up Harry!" exclaimed Fred.
Looking very startled, Ryly put the knife down. Then, she seemed to recover her wits and laughed. "You should have seen your face, Harry! You didn't think that I would really stab you, did you? Jeez, nice to see you trust me."
"Beware of the Wolf." muttered Harry, still trying to recover from the shock of having a knife aimed at him.
"What?" gasped Ryly, and she paled.
"The Wolf, it was what everyone said, in my dream. Do you know who or what the Wolf is?" he asked, glaring, as he still wasn't too sure of the fact that she didn't really mean to kill him.
"No. Of course I don't, it was only a dream, Harry. Really, The Wolf! Since when to wolves get a 'the' in the front?" she stated, starting to babble.
"Not wolves. The Wolf." Unfortunately, at that moment, Fred and George came bounding up to Harry's bed.
"So glad that you're up! We were worried sick! What with you diving, for no reason! What were you thinking? Wood thought you were trying to kill yourself! George said, practically on the verge of screaming.
"No, the snitch was there. But, I couldn't catch it.my hand went right through it." Whispered Harry, his eyes flashing angrily.
"I'm sure you were hallucinating, Harry. The Snitch was nowhere near there when you dove. Are you feeling alright?" said Ryly.
"I'm fine! Or at least I wouldn't be nearly so hysterical if I didn't wake up to people trying to jam knives into my chest!" yelped Harry.
"What?" asked Fred.
"Her! She tried to kill me!" growled Harry, pointing his finger at Ryly.
"I see this has gotten too far out of hand. I suppose I'll have to." Ryly was interrupted when Ron and Hermione came flying (*not literally*) into the room.
"Harry! We were so worried! It took forever to get out of those stands!" gasped a breathless Hermione.
"Llega imperial Lobo" chanted Ryly. Then, the hospital's room started to waver. Harry dimly heard someone scream, and then laughing mixed with cursing.
"Whoa." He said when he felt the ground jolt beneath him. He dimly saw the others sitting on the ground before everything went black.
Harry groaned as he started to sit up with a pounding headache. "What happened?"
"Ryly cast a teleportation spell and sent us all to Who knows where. No, problem. I'm sure we'll get out of here somehow." Supplied Hermione, matter of factly.
"Oh. No biggie then." Snapped Ron. "We could be in the middle of the States and all die, but don't worry, it's not a problem."
"I'm sure Dumbledore will find us!" insisted Hermione.
"Guys, break it up. I have a headache, my friend just betrayed us, and I am not in the mood to hear fighting." Growled Fred.
Everyone stared at him. After all, this was the first time they had ever heard him get angry. It was scary, if Fred was upset, then they were all doomed.
Before they had time to dwell to hard on this, they were interrupted of their thoughts by a great howling.
"What was that?" hissed Hermione.
"Shh! It might hear you!" hissed Harry, right back.
"Um.it may be a bit too late for that." Stated George.
"What do you mean, 'too late'?" whispered Ron, looking as though he might pass out. A drop of drool landing on his shoulder and a huge black shadow covering him answered him.
I just wanted Harry. I specifically asked for him, not all of his friends!" growled out a very angry voice.
I am sorry, my lord. I had no other opportunity.
Where did you put them?
I put them in Murderderus' Chamber
Good. Hopefully he will kill them and leave me to Potter.
Uh...
What?!
I kinda put Potter in with them.
Fool! I was looking forward to killing him slowly! You can go in there as well, for your punishment.
Master, allow me to explain.
Too late.