I would like your opinions on whether I should start another story. It'll
probably be called "Ginny's Diary" or "Hermione's Diary"... I dunno... What
do you think? Let me know! Sorry, this is short! It's LATE!!
Chapter 21
"He did what?" Ron said, looking up from the reference book in his hands.
"He didn't tell?" Said Harry, a little drowsily.
"That's right," said Hermione, taking the book from Ron, and flipping through it. "This is what I think it is." She held out the book to Harry and Ron, who were seated on her bed, trying to get rid of their sleepy look.
"The 'Trapping' Potion," read out Harry. His green eyes scanned the page, and then they flicked back to the top of the first paragraph. "The 'trapping' potion was most commonly used when He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named was in power. It was brewed by skilled Death Eaters, and used to 'trap' a person's soul, and control it. This potion was sometimes used, instead of the Imperius Curse (An Unforgivable Curse; a person under it is controlled totally, by the person who cast the spell. It can be broken by pure concentration and sheer hard will, but few are able to do so.) , which requires a wand. It was a potion invented by Gregory Grayment, in 1854, and though it takes up to three days for the potion to work, it is, by far, more effective than the Imperius Curse. The only known way to break the spell of the potion, is to brew the complex 'Releasing' Potion (refer to page 186), which can take up to 2 weeks to brew and simmer."
Harry looked up. He saw Ron's pale face, and Hermione's relatively calm face.
"Let me see that," said Ron, as he took the book from Harry, and stared, thunderstruck at it. For several minutes, he was silent. When he'd finished, he held out the book to Hermione, who took it, and sank into he chair.
"Do you think that's what it is?" Asked Hermione, frowning down, as she began to flip towards the end of the book.
"What are you looking for?" Said Ron, tensely.
"The 'Releasing' potion," said Hermione, as she ran her finger down a page. "Yes," she said. "This is it." After scanning briefly through the text, and digesting the information, she held out the book towards Ron and Harry.
"The 'Releasing' potion," read out Harry, slowly. As he was about to continue, a large, majestic eagle owl swooped in, and landed gracefully on Hermione's table. It held out the leg which had a letter tied neatly to it with a thin piece of what looked like dragon hide.
Staring momentarily at Harry and Ron, who obviously recognized the owl, Hermione turned back, and slipped the letter off the owl's foot, and opened it slowly.
'Hermione,
Have you found out already, what the potion is? I've been looking through all my books, and I believe what we found was a 'Trapping' potion. I'd like to talk to you in person. Please see me tomorrow morning, I the common room at 6 in the morning. Don't be late, and wear something warm. Don't ask, and don't tell Potter and Weasel.
Reply.
-Draco.'
"Well?" Said Ron, as he watched her gently and carefully fold up the letter, and putting it into her top drawer.
"Dra- Malfoy thinks he knows what that potion is," said Hermione, after quickly planning what to say.
"And?" Said Ron, looking more wide-awake than ever.
"That's it," said Hermione lightly, getting out a quill, and beginning to write.
'Draco,
I hope this isn't a trick of yours, but all the same, I'll meet you.
-Hermione.'
Hastily, Hermione folded up the letter, and tied it to Draco's owl's leg, sent it off. Hermione rubbed her temples, and walked to the window. To the boy's surprise, she took out her wand, and tapped the bottom of the window- sill once. It shimmered, and Hermione tapped it once more.
"Wow," said Ron, gawking at the window, which had opened up to reveal a balcony. "How'd you do that? You didn't show this to us the last time we were here." He and Harry stood up, and followed Hermione out into the balcony.
"It was an accident, really," said Hermione, stifling a yawn, as she watched Draco's owl swoop into a nearby tower. "My wand was sticking out of my pocket when I leant against the sill about two nights ago. Then, the wall just sort of shimmered, so I tapped it again, and, this is what I found!" She announced in a triumphant kind of tone.
"Are you - sure it's safe?" Said Harry, taking a tentative step forward.
"Positive!" Said Hermione, leaning on the low stonewall of the balcony. It was a chilly night, and Hermione shivered, as Ron and Harry moved up and flanked her.
"Cold?" Said Ron in a low voice, discreetly snaking his right arm around her, and drawing her closer to him.
Hermione felt a slight tinge of guilt. She felt as though she was betraying Draco, in a way. She didn't feel comfortable, and gently pulled away from Ron. "I'm going inside," said Hermione, avoiding making eye contact with Ron. "I need to get some sleep. Anyway, it's Friday tomorrow, remember? School!" She reminded them, stepping into the comforting warmth of her room.
"Right," said Ron, looking a little disappointed. "Let's go, Harry," he said, his voice had a little disappointment in it, which Harry and Hermione did not miss.
As if to make him feel better, Hermione tiptoed and gave Ron a light kiss near his lips, before he and Harry left. "Good night," she said softly, as she left saw them out the portrait. Then, she turned, and saw Draco watching her with a strange expression on his face.
Chapter 21
"He did what?" Ron said, looking up from the reference book in his hands.
"He didn't tell?" Said Harry, a little drowsily.
"That's right," said Hermione, taking the book from Ron, and flipping through it. "This is what I think it is." She held out the book to Harry and Ron, who were seated on her bed, trying to get rid of their sleepy look.
"The 'Trapping' Potion," read out Harry. His green eyes scanned the page, and then they flicked back to the top of the first paragraph. "The 'trapping' potion was most commonly used when He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named was in power. It was brewed by skilled Death Eaters, and used to 'trap' a person's soul, and control it. This potion was sometimes used, instead of the Imperius Curse (An Unforgivable Curse; a person under it is controlled totally, by the person who cast the spell. It can be broken by pure concentration and sheer hard will, but few are able to do so.) , which requires a wand. It was a potion invented by Gregory Grayment, in 1854, and though it takes up to three days for the potion to work, it is, by far, more effective than the Imperius Curse. The only known way to break the spell of the potion, is to brew the complex 'Releasing' Potion (refer to page 186), which can take up to 2 weeks to brew and simmer."
Harry looked up. He saw Ron's pale face, and Hermione's relatively calm face.
"Let me see that," said Ron, as he took the book from Harry, and stared, thunderstruck at it. For several minutes, he was silent. When he'd finished, he held out the book to Hermione, who took it, and sank into he chair.
"Do you think that's what it is?" Asked Hermione, frowning down, as she began to flip towards the end of the book.
"What are you looking for?" Said Ron, tensely.
"The 'Releasing' potion," said Hermione, as she ran her finger down a page. "Yes," she said. "This is it." After scanning briefly through the text, and digesting the information, she held out the book towards Ron and Harry.
"The 'Releasing' potion," read out Harry, slowly. As he was about to continue, a large, majestic eagle owl swooped in, and landed gracefully on Hermione's table. It held out the leg which had a letter tied neatly to it with a thin piece of what looked like dragon hide.
Staring momentarily at Harry and Ron, who obviously recognized the owl, Hermione turned back, and slipped the letter off the owl's foot, and opened it slowly.
'Hermione,
Have you found out already, what the potion is? I've been looking through all my books, and I believe what we found was a 'Trapping' potion. I'd like to talk to you in person. Please see me tomorrow morning, I the common room at 6 in the morning. Don't be late, and wear something warm. Don't ask, and don't tell Potter and Weasel.
Reply.
-Draco.'
"Well?" Said Ron, as he watched her gently and carefully fold up the letter, and putting it into her top drawer.
"Dra- Malfoy thinks he knows what that potion is," said Hermione, after quickly planning what to say.
"And?" Said Ron, looking more wide-awake than ever.
"That's it," said Hermione lightly, getting out a quill, and beginning to write.
'Draco,
I hope this isn't a trick of yours, but all the same, I'll meet you.
-Hermione.'
Hastily, Hermione folded up the letter, and tied it to Draco's owl's leg, sent it off. Hermione rubbed her temples, and walked to the window. To the boy's surprise, she took out her wand, and tapped the bottom of the window- sill once. It shimmered, and Hermione tapped it once more.
"Wow," said Ron, gawking at the window, which had opened up to reveal a balcony. "How'd you do that? You didn't show this to us the last time we were here." He and Harry stood up, and followed Hermione out into the balcony.
"It was an accident, really," said Hermione, stifling a yawn, as she watched Draco's owl swoop into a nearby tower. "My wand was sticking out of my pocket when I leant against the sill about two nights ago. Then, the wall just sort of shimmered, so I tapped it again, and, this is what I found!" She announced in a triumphant kind of tone.
"Are you - sure it's safe?" Said Harry, taking a tentative step forward.
"Positive!" Said Hermione, leaning on the low stonewall of the balcony. It was a chilly night, and Hermione shivered, as Ron and Harry moved up and flanked her.
"Cold?" Said Ron in a low voice, discreetly snaking his right arm around her, and drawing her closer to him.
Hermione felt a slight tinge of guilt. She felt as though she was betraying Draco, in a way. She didn't feel comfortable, and gently pulled away from Ron. "I'm going inside," said Hermione, avoiding making eye contact with Ron. "I need to get some sleep. Anyway, it's Friday tomorrow, remember? School!" She reminded them, stepping into the comforting warmth of her room.
"Right," said Ron, looking a little disappointed. "Let's go, Harry," he said, his voice had a little disappointment in it, which Harry and Hermione did not miss.
As if to make him feel better, Hermione tiptoed and gave Ron a light kiss near his lips, before he and Harry left. "Good night," she said softly, as she left saw them out the portrait. Then, she turned, and saw Draco watching her with a strange expression on his face.