Chapter 7
Harry suddenly woke up a few nights after running in with Snape. He shot up and threw off his sheets. Runing to Ron's bed, as he stumbled throughthe dark. He shook Ron violently.
"Ron! Ron! We totaly forgot about Hedwig!" Harry harshly wispered.
"Oh my God, your right. Would Hagrid still be awake?" Ron rubbed his eyes.
"I don't think so. Lets go after potions tomorrow."
"Yeah, yeah. I can't believe we forgot. Must of been caught up with stuff." Ron yawned and rolled over.
Harry walked back to his bed and threw the sheets back on him. He couldn't even forgive himself for forgetting about Hedwig. His beautiful owl. How could he forget about her! He laid awake just thinking of the past days. Why couldn't he have remembered. He did have a lot on his mind the past few days. The day Hedwig was hurt Snape told him to go back to their tower. The following days he'd been delivering stuff to the other houses. Then there was the times he met up with Ron and Hermonie in Moaning Myrtle's Bathroom to smoke up. Harry couldn't believe he was too busy for Hedwig. Harry rolled over onto his side and tried to sleep. He felt to guilty to sleep. He wanted to see his owl.
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After Lunch the next day, Harry, Ron, and Hermonie walked down to Potions Class. The Slyterin House was already waiting at the door for Snape to let them in. Harry saw Malfoy eyeing him. He felt like he was going to be sick, but most of all, craved marijuna. He didn't want to here what Malfoy had said to Snape or whoever he told.
"Harry Potter," Malfoy approched him. "I tried some of that 'weed' the other day." Malfoy was now less than a foot away from him. "And I would like to know where you got that."
Harry looked at him. He couldn't believe he was serious. Maybe he was trying to get him in trouble just as Snape comes out of his office. He really didn't want to be in trouble with Proffesor Snape. Harry never cared for gutting animals.
"Dealers never say where they get their stash," Harry said cooly.
"Oh, really. I would really like some more. Even though i wouldn't like you being my dealers," He looked at Ron disgustedly.
"Do you really have a choice?" Hermonie questioned.
"It looks like I don't. But I would like more."
"What if I don't want to deal to your house?" Harry asked him.
"You really don't have a choice either. Either you give me some, or I will tell my father about, what I can imagine, your illegal dealings here. Which will get you kicked out of school." Malfoy tried to whisper so the other Slyterins wouldn't hear.
"Got money?"
Malfoy chuckled. "Who do you think I am, Potter?"
Harry saw Snape come out of his office and move over to Harry and Malfoy who were only inches away from each other's face. Snape looked a little shocked to see no tension brewing between them.
"Potter, are you bothering Mr. Malfoy here?" Snape looked at each one.
"No," Harry answered.
"No, Proffesor, Harry and I were just having a little chat." Malfoy grinned.
"Get to class you three." Snape looked at Hermonie, Ron, and Harry.
The four walked past Snape into his dungon.
"Meet me outside the great hall before dinner," Malfoy whispered as he passed Harry to his seat.
Potions class was boring as usual. Snape kept glancing at Harry. His menicing eyes seemed to be reading his mind. Reading what was acctually going on. Harry just wanted to yell out "Fuck you". But decided it would be better not to. He looked at Ron and he seemed to be thinking along the same lines.
"We should go see Hagrid today. I need to see Hedwig and how she is," Harry mentioned to Hermonie, and Ron.
"I can't believe we forgot about that." Hermonie stated. "I think we need to cut back."
"No," Ron exclaimed. "I'm acctually getting good grades for once. Classes seem so much easier."
"Are we doing it before the Halloween feast this weekend?" Hermonie asked while adding diced dragon's liver into her couldron.
"Yeah," Harry said.
"So how much are you giving to Malfoy?" Ron asked.
"Depends on what he has."
"Do you want us to come?"
"Nah, I'll be fine." Harry started to dice his liver.
The last half an hour of Potions went by very slowly. Snape was hovering over their table most of the time hoping to catch them doing something wrong. But for once their potions came out almost perfect. Ron's just seemed to be bubbling more than the rest of the class. Finally the bell rang before Snape could notice Ron's concoction.
Harry, Hermonie, and Ron ran up to the tower to drop up their stuff. Some people were already their waiting for Harry to deliever their goods. Harry took about five minutes explaining he'll be back and wont forget about them. They walked down the stars to the big doors to the school. They were about to open them when they heard a eerie voice behind them.
"And where do you think your going?" They turned around and saw Proffesor Snape leering over them.
"We're going to go see Hagrid," Harry told him.
"Students are not allowed outside for the rest of the term." Snape's cold voice echoed off the walls.
"We didn't know." Hermonie stated.
"Of course you wouldn't. You never seem to pay attention to the facts." He glared at each of them. "Dumbledore made a statement that students aren't allowd to go onto the grounds for the rest of the term. Maybe you were too busy eating to pay attention."
He was right. They had the munchies that morning, but ignored Dumbledore. They thought it was just an annoucement about the Holloween feast coming up.
"How am I going to talk to Hagrid then? And check on my owl?" Harry questioned Snapes athority.
"That, Mr. Potter, you will have to figure out on you own time." Snape's anger for Harry could be heard in his voice.
The three turned away from the door and headed back to their dorms.
"You can use Pig," Ron said. "He'll be happy to send anything."
"Thanks Ron."
"Do you think the weed is the reason we can't go on the grounds?" Ron asked.
"I think so. The Last time we were on the grounds it was really spread out from the greenhouses." Hermonie said matter-of-factly. "I just don't know why it's growing that fast."
"I saw Snape and some of the other teachers dumping cauldrons of orange stuff into it. The other week it was purple. I don't know how that will kill it." Ron mentioned.
"I saw Proffesor Flitwick trying to preform charms on it. It didn't seem to work." Hermonie said.
"Yeah, Hagrid tried bring animals from the forest to see if they would eat it." Harry told them as they climbed the stares.
"Maybe they aren't doing it right." Ron sat down in a chair in the commen room when they entered.
"Should we tell them what we know?" Hermonie looked at them.
