Sorry, this took me so long, lots of work.
MusicalHermione: Thanks, again! I'm glad that you like it! Hope you enjoy part three!
Disclaimer: Everything that seems familiar to you is J. K, Rowling's.
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It was not very difficult for Harry to keep his promise, because Ron and Hermione were pretty much preoccupied with themselves. They had got together in the beginning of sixth year and Harry had been very happy for them. The summer before had been the worst for all of them. Mrs Figg, their old DADA teacher had died and Arthur Weasley had lost his job. Ron and Hermione had had many fights and had been screaming at each other all the time. It was a relief for everyone that they had finally talked it out and told each other how they felt.
After they became a couple Harry had felt lonely for a while. He had started spending more time with other housemates, especially with Ginny. Since Harry knew her she'd had a bit of a crush on him, but she seemed to have come off it. He had discovered that the youngest Weasley could be great company when she wasn't nervous.
At the moment she was sitting beside him in the Gryffindor common room, together with the rest of the Quidditch team. Ginny had joined the team two years ago and played as chaser. Harry had become captain after Angelina Johnson had left the school. It was late in the afternoon and they were not allowed to practice Quidditch after dark. So they had decided to decide their tactics for the following match against Hufflepuff next week.
Harry had a map of the Quidditch field in front of him, where small spots, each with the name of a player on it, where rapidly moving around. Jimmy Olsen, a third year who had just joined the team as beater bent over the map and frowned.
'Err . . . I don't understand why I should follow that Hufflepuff chaser instead of the other. Didn't you say that he was no threat?'
Harry rolled his eyes at him. He was undoubtedly a good beater, but that boy seemed to be a little thick. He tried to explain it anyway.
'Listen. I don't know how . . .'
He was cut of in mid-sentence when Ron and Hermione walked through the portrait hole talking rather loudly.
'I can't believe it. Can you tell me how a book with over two thousand pages can disappear just like that?! I mean, things don't just disappear, do they?'
Hermione gave Ron a frustrated look, who tried to look appalled, but failed miserably, because he couldn't hide a smile.
'I don't know, either.', Ron replied calmly, still trying not to laugh. 'Someone might have stolen it, but, honestly, I can't imagine anyone being interested in such a boring . . .'
Before he could finish Hermione cut him off.
'It doesn't matter if it is boring! I need that book for my History essay!' As always none of them noticed that the whole Gryffindor common room was listening until Harry rose to his feet and came over to them.
'What is it, Hermione? What are you crying about?'
Hermione looked at him, then seemed to notice how loud she had been speaking and blushed slightly. Harry glanced around the common room silently telling everyone that they could stop gaping and after a moment the Gryffindors turned away paying attention to their own things.
Ron, who obviously thought it was funny, told Harry that they had just been at the library checking for some books for their History essays and that Hermione had searched for a particular one and that Madam Pince hadn't had any idea what had happened with the book. Hermione was still fuming about it, but she calmed down a bit after a while.
'You know, I needed to check on some things about Hogwarts in that book and it is the same issue. I don't know what's happened to Madam Pince. It isn't the first time that a book has disappeared in the past few weeks. An old issue of Hogwarts- A History has disappeared, too. And also another book about the founders, which I just wanted to check out two weeks ago.'
Hermione looked even more depressed thinking about how much work she could have finished already if only Madam Pince had a better eye on the library. Ginny who had just come over hadn't heard the entire conversation.
'There are books disappering?', she asked.
'Yeah, especially old and boring ones.', Ron answered loosing interest in the matter.
Ginny frowned. She was thinking about something and didn't say anything more. Ron got up from the chair he had flopped in and looked at them.
'I know it is terrible that those books have gone lost, but it's dinner time and I'm starving.'
Hermione nodded and got up, too. They went to the Portrait hole and Harry started to follow them when Ginny grabbed his arm and held him back.
'Can we talk after dinner?'
Harry blinked. What was it this time? She usually never got to the point when she wanted to talk to him in private. But he nodded when he saw her serious expression. There was always hope, wasn't there?
'We can go to the Transfiguration classroom'
Ginny smiled at him and they went off to the Great Hall.
Draco was sitting at the Slytherin table, looking angry. It had been over a year now, since Professor Barnes pulled that joke on him. Why wouldn't at least the staff forget about it? Why did they have to take every opportunity to torture him?
Today Draco had spent most of his afternoon in the library. He was still looking for information about Pensieves. Madam Pince had been in an exceptionally bad mood and had not been very helpful. She had kept on glancing at him suspiciously as if he would molest one of the books the moment she looked away.
It was disgusting what some people seemed to think about him. How could anybody even believe the rumours? It had been a joke!
Maybe he was just being paranoid. He was taking everything personally since sixth year. When someone looked at him longer that a second, or if someone tried to speak to him, he was always expecting the worst. That's why he was sitting all by himself in the far corner of the table eating quietly and observing the Great Hall.
He saw Weasley and Granger coming through the doors followed by the other Weasley and Potter. While the former were talking animatedly the latter were quiet. Draco rolled his eyes. Why wouldn't Potter just tell her that he wasn't interested? Maybe he was . . .
Draco regarded them as they sat down and began to eat. Ginny seemed to be thinking about something and Potter was taking part in the conversation of his best friends. After some minutes Ginny rose to her feet and said something looking serious. Harry stood up, too and nodded. They went quietly out of the Hall leaving the others looking at them questioningly.
Without wasting any time Draco rose from the table and followed them. He hadn't found very much so far, concerning his promise to himself that he would not leave everything interesting to Potter. He still didn't know who that Snuffles guy was and to see Ginny and Harry leaving the Great Hall for some place that was definitely not the Gryffindor Tower promised to be interesting.
He followed them soundlessly to the Transfiguration classroom. They looked around for a moment, then entered and closed the door quietly. Draco left his place behind a statue and approached the door. He pulled out his wand and after a quick spell could hear what they were saying.
'I think that the disappearing of those books has something to do with the person who stole the Pensieve.', Ginny's voice said.
'I don't know. I mean, why has the one got to do with the other? It could be coincidence.', Harry answered doubtfully.
'No, it can't be. To me it looks as if someone tries to gather information about Hogwarts. Didn't you hear what Hermione said? Somebody steels books about Hogwarts.'
'Yeah, but the books that disappeared were old. If someone wanted to find a way onto the school grounds or something he would take new books, wouldn't he?'
'Maybe, he doesn't want to enter the school. It could be something else.'
After that there was a moment of silence. Draco pushed his ear to the door as if he could then hear better. Then Ginny spoke again.
'Harry, I'm no fool, you know. It wasn't just Malfoy who noticed that you know more about this whole thing, than you say. Why don't you tell me the truth? Have you so little trust in me? There are only three of us who even know that something strange is happening here. Maybe, we could do something about it. If only you would tell me!'
Her tone was pleading. Draco heard Harry sigh before replying tiredly.
'I can't, Gin. I don't know much and the few things I know won't help us. It would only bring you into danger if I told you.'
'You still think I'm a little girl, don't you?' Ginny's voice sounded furious. 'But I'm not. I thought you knew me, but you still have no idea. If you're still too afraid to talk to anybody than I can't help you!'
Harry tried to say something but Ginny didn't listen anymore. She slammed the door open and stalked away. She was so angry that she didn't notice the small thud behind the door as she nearly broke Draco's nose, when she pushed it open forcefully. Draco whimpered but repressed a cry and quickly went behind another statue as Potter quietly left the classroom and closed the door. He walked slowly down the hall his head slightly bowed.
When he was finally out of sight Draco cursed under his breath. How could such a petite girl have such a strength? He rubbed his nose. But it was still worth it. What he had heard could prove to be very interesting.
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K, that was part 3. What do you think? I got the impression that the story is moving on a little too slowly. But it will get better. Please, tell me what you think!
PS: Hope next part won't take me this long. Still one week to go till Holidays. . .
MusicalHermione: Thanks, again! I'm glad that you like it! Hope you enjoy part three!
Disclaimer: Everything that seems familiar to you is J. K, Rowling's.
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It was not very difficult for Harry to keep his promise, because Ron and Hermione were pretty much preoccupied with themselves. They had got together in the beginning of sixth year and Harry had been very happy for them. The summer before had been the worst for all of them. Mrs Figg, their old DADA teacher had died and Arthur Weasley had lost his job. Ron and Hermione had had many fights and had been screaming at each other all the time. It was a relief for everyone that they had finally talked it out and told each other how they felt.
After they became a couple Harry had felt lonely for a while. He had started spending more time with other housemates, especially with Ginny. Since Harry knew her she'd had a bit of a crush on him, but she seemed to have come off it. He had discovered that the youngest Weasley could be great company when she wasn't nervous.
At the moment she was sitting beside him in the Gryffindor common room, together with the rest of the Quidditch team. Ginny had joined the team two years ago and played as chaser. Harry had become captain after Angelina Johnson had left the school. It was late in the afternoon and they were not allowed to practice Quidditch after dark. So they had decided to decide their tactics for the following match against Hufflepuff next week.
Harry had a map of the Quidditch field in front of him, where small spots, each with the name of a player on it, where rapidly moving around. Jimmy Olsen, a third year who had just joined the team as beater bent over the map and frowned.
'Err . . . I don't understand why I should follow that Hufflepuff chaser instead of the other. Didn't you say that he was no threat?'
Harry rolled his eyes at him. He was undoubtedly a good beater, but that boy seemed to be a little thick. He tried to explain it anyway.
'Listen. I don't know how . . .'
He was cut of in mid-sentence when Ron and Hermione walked through the portrait hole talking rather loudly.
'I can't believe it. Can you tell me how a book with over two thousand pages can disappear just like that?! I mean, things don't just disappear, do they?'
Hermione gave Ron a frustrated look, who tried to look appalled, but failed miserably, because he couldn't hide a smile.
'I don't know, either.', Ron replied calmly, still trying not to laugh. 'Someone might have stolen it, but, honestly, I can't imagine anyone being interested in such a boring . . .'
Before he could finish Hermione cut him off.
'It doesn't matter if it is boring! I need that book for my History essay!' As always none of them noticed that the whole Gryffindor common room was listening until Harry rose to his feet and came over to them.
'What is it, Hermione? What are you crying about?'
Hermione looked at him, then seemed to notice how loud she had been speaking and blushed slightly. Harry glanced around the common room silently telling everyone that they could stop gaping and after a moment the Gryffindors turned away paying attention to their own things.
Ron, who obviously thought it was funny, told Harry that they had just been at the library checking for some books for their History essays and that Hermione had searched for a particular one and that Madam Pince hadn't had any idea what had happened with the book. Hermione was still fuming about it, but she calmed down a bit after a while.
'You know, I needed to check on some things about Hogwarts in that book and it is the same issue. I don't know what's happened to Madam Pince. It isn't the first time that a book has disappeared in the past few weeks. An old issue of Hogwarts- A History has disappeared, too. And also another book about the founders, which I just wanted to check out two weeks ago.'
Hermione looked even more depressed thinking about how much work she could have finished already if only Madam Pince had a better eye on the library. Ginny who had just come over hadn't heard the entire conversation.
'There are books disappering?', she asked.
'Yeah, especially old and boring ones.', Ron answered loosing interest in the matter.
Ginny frowned. She was thinking about something and didn't say anything more. Ron got up from the chair he had flopped in and looked at them.
'I know it is terrible that those books have gone lost, but it's dinner time and I'm starving.'
Hermione nodded and got up, too. They went to the Portrait hole and Harry started to follow them when Ginny grabbed his arm and held him back.
'Can we talk after dinner?'
Harry blinked. What was it this time? She usually never got to the point when she wanted to talk to him in private. But he nodded when he saw her serious expression. There was always hope, wasn't there?
'We can go to the Transfiguration classroom'
Ginny smiled at him and they went off to the Great Hall.
Draco was sitting at the Slytherin table, looking angry. It had been over a year now, since Professor Barnes pulled that joke on him. Why wouldn't at least the staff forget about it? Why did they have to take every opportunity to torture him?
Today Draco had spent most of his afternoon in the library. He was still looking for information about Pensieves. Madam Pince had been in an exceptionally bad mood and had not been very helpful. She had kept on glancing at him suspiciously as if he would molest one of the books the moment she looked away.
It was disgusting what some people seemed to think about him. How could anybody even believe the rumours? It had been a joke!
Maybe he was just being paranoid. He was taking everything personally since sixth year. When someone looked at him longer that a second, or if someone tried to speak to him, he was always expecting the worst. That's why he was sitting all by himself in the far corner of the table eating quietly and observing the Great Hall.
He saw Weasley and Granger coming through the doors followed by the other Weasley and Potter. While the former were talking animatedly the latter were quiet. Draco rolled his eyes. Why wouldn't Potter just tell her that he wasn't interested? Maybe he was . . .
Draco regarded them as they sat down and began to eat. Ginny seemed to be thinking about something and Potter was taking part in the conversation of his best friends. After some minutes Ginny rose to her feet and said something looking serious. Harry stood up, too and nodded. They went quietly out of the Hall leaving the others looking at them questioningly.
Without wasting any time Draco rose from the table and followed them. He hadn't found very much so far, concerning his promise to himself that he would not leave everything interesting to Potter. He still didn't know who that Snuffles guy was and to see Ginny and Harry leaving the Great Hall for some place that was definitely not the Gryffindor Tower promised to be interesting.
He followed them soundlessly to the Transfiguration classroom. They looked around for a moment, then entered and closed the door quietly. Draco left his place behind a statue and approached the door. He pulled out his wand and after a quick spell could hear what they were saying.
'I think that the disappearing of those books has something to do with the person who stole the Pensieve.', Ginny's voice said.
'I don't know. I mean, why has the one got to do with the other? It could be coincidence.', Harry answered doubtfully.
'No, it can't be. To me it looks as if someone tries to gather information about Hogwarts. Didn't you hear what Hermione said? Somebody steels books about Hogwarts.'
'Yeah, but the books that disappeared were old. If someone wanted to find a way onto the school grounds or something he would take new books, wouldn't he?'
'Maybe, he doesn't want to enter the school. It could be something else.'
After that there was a moment of silence. Draco pushed his ear to the door as if he could then hear better. Then Ginny spoke again.
'Harry, I'm no fool, you know. It wasn't just Malfoy who noticed that you know more about this whole thing, than you say. Why don't you tell me the truth? Have you so little trust in me? There are only three of us who even know that something strange is happening here. Maybe, we could do something about it. If only you would tell me!'
Her tone was pleading. Draco heard Harry sigh before replying tiredly.
'I can't, Gin. I don't know much and the few things I know won't help us. It would only bring you into danger if I told you.'
'You still think I'm a little girl, don't you?' Ginny's voice sounded furious. 'But I'm not. I thought you knew me, but you still have no idea. If you're still too afraid to talk to anybody than I can't help you!'
Harry tried to say something but Ginny didn't listen anymore. She slammed the door open and stalked away. She was so angry that she didn't notice the small thud behind the door as she nearly broke Draco's nose, when she pushed it open forcefully. Draco whimpered but repressed a cry and quickly went behind another statue as Potter quietly left the classroom and closed the door. He walked slowly down the hall his head slightly bowed.
When he was finally out of sight Draco cursed under his breath. How could such a petite girl have such a strength? He rubbed his nose. But it was still worth it. What he had heard could prove to be very interesting.
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K, that was part 3. What do you think? I got the impression that the story is moving on a little too slowly. But it will get better. Please, tell me what you think!
PS: Hope next part won't take me this long. Still one week to go till Holidays. . .