Chapter twenty

Second last step



"Toby, what's wrong with you? You've been so . weird lately." Hermione commented as she allowed Avolorm to walk her to the school grounds. He ignored this question and focused on what he had to get over and done with.

"I heard you had another fight with your best friends." He said casually.

" Please don't use their names and the word 'best friends' in the same sentence." Hermione said coldly.

"You know, I think you should make up and all with them. They aren't really that bad." He said with a silent hope that she would and allow his plot to go as planned.

"You think so? But, I dunno, after I-" Hermione blushed. " After I slapped Ron, I don't think he would be too happy to be my friend again, and besides . it'll be humiliating to say sorry in front of all those people." Avolorm's heart skipped with absolute joy.

"Why don't you meet them in the forbidden forest to make up with them?" He hinted, his fingers crossed in his robes.

"I dunno. It's against the rules." Hermione said, walking slower.

"But it's for a good cause. I mean, after a short conference in the woods you can go back to the castle and no one would know YOU said sorry."

'Only, Potter won't be coming back.' Avolorm said silently to himself.

"That's a wonderful idea! I'll send them a note and we'll meet tonight! Oh, thank you so much Toby!" Hermione gushed, going bright pink in her excitement.

" Harry, an owl is pecking at the window." Ron said, stating the obvious. Harry got up and let it in. It perched itself onto Dean's desk and relieved itself.

"Ew! Glad that's not my desk! Gross!" Ron said, wrinkling his nose.

"You'd better clean it up." Harry said, packing his homework away in case the owl wasn't finished.

"Why me?"

"Well, Why me?" Harry replied, running a hair through his hair.

"Look, let's just leave it there and let Dean clean it up." Ron said, leaning back in his chair. Harry shook his head and closed the Dormitory door.

"Won't Dean be glad to find a little pile of dried bird poop on his desk." Harry laughed.

"OWL poop." Ron corrected. With a laugh, he reached forward and untied the note from the owl's leg. He stopped laughing when he recognised Hermione's neat writing on the parchment.

Harry closed the window after the owl took off and snatched the note off Ron.

"To Ron and Harry. I was wondering if you'd come meet me in the forbidden forest. Just behind Hagrid's hut tonite at 9 0'clock. I'll be waiting! From Hermione." Harry read out loud.

"What's she want now? Make my head swollen as well?" Ron muttered darkly, rubbing his face. Thanks to Madam Pomphery, his bruises were gone ( Magic of course ) but the three scratches still remained. Harry ignored him and looked up at the clock.

"8: 45. We'd better get going soon."

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