Harry Potter and the Stone Wand
Chapter 4
"Losing Control"
Harry and Ron leapt up from their seats and immediately got their wands out, pointing them directly at the person. The whole hall turned to see what was going on. All the teachers stood up in surprise and headed over to them.
"Leave now, death eater," Harry said, threateningly.
"Expelliarmus!" said Dumbledore as he approached them. He caught Harry's and Ron's wands, but immediately the two of them started to jump over the table. It took a few teachers to grab them and calm them down, well, hold them back at least.
"Let me go!" yelled Ron, obviously forgetting whom he was talking to.
"What is he doing here? He's a traitor! You can't trust him! What is he doing here!" demanded Harry. Both he and Ron were struggling to get away from the six teachers holding on to them.
"Calm down, Harry. Please get Madame Pomfrey here," Dumbledore said to Professor Flitwick. He turned to the other teachers, "Let's take these two out of the hall." He lead them to one of the rooms behind the head table. The last and only time Harry had been in there was when he had been declared the fourth champion two years ago. Harry and Ron were still kicking and screaming like six year olds, and the teachers hadn't let go of them. "Both of you need to calm down." They weren't kicking as hard, but they were still struggling to get away. They calmed down due to exhaustion rather than Dumbledore's wishes. Good enough. "We know all about what happened and what he did, but I believe in giving people second chances. You two of all people should know that."
"But he's guilty and you know it!" said Harry.
"He has admitted to his faults and wrongdoings."
"Why? How can you trust him? It's a trick!"
"Harry, it is not my place to tell you why. If he chooses to tell you, you should ask him. Both of you need to control yourselves better or you will be no better than Voldemort's followers." With that, Dumbledore went back into the Great Hall. Harry and Ron had stopped struggling and the teachers eased their grip on them.
Madame Pomfrey entered the room holding two goblets. "Here. Drink these." Harry took his goblet and chugged it down. It tasted strangely like...
"Fruit punch?! Why did you give us Veneficium Pop?" Ron's eyes widened and looked down at his empty cup horrified.
"To keep the two of you from accidentally attacking fellow students. Both of you were acting quite hysterical."
"We aren't the ones you should be giving this to!"
"Harry, don't tell me how to do my job. I think it would be best if you two headed straight to your dormitory and get some sleep. No arguing," she said holding her hands up as they were about to complain. Harry paused then headed out of the room, motioning Ron to follow.
They made their way out to the Entrance Hall, escaping all the stares. They were so angry and in shock, they didn't say a word to each other.
"'Arry!" called someone behind them. Fleur had emerged from a corridor. "'Ow are you two?"
"We're alright," Harry lied.
"Are ze both of you enjoying Care of Magical Creatures?" she asked, hopefully.
"Sure. You're going a great job," said Harry, although he wished Hagrid would return soon.
"You don't look so well."
"Oh, um...yeah, food poisoning. Ron and I were just heading back to Gryffindor tower."
"Zen I will see you later." Fleur waved them goodbye as they headed in separate directions. They had barely taken two steps when another person stopped them. Professor Parsons had just come out of the Great Hall.
"Good. You're still here. I would like a word with you."
"What? Are you gonna trick us into taking more of your ridiculous potion?" asked Ron. Harry was completely surprised at Ron's blatant disrespect towards a professor.
Professor Parsons didn't get angry nor crack a smile. "It was Madame Pomfrey's decision to give it to you. I'm sorry you don't like being the test subjects for my potion, but maybe you need to control those tempers better."
"You wouldn't understand!" cried Ron. "He deserves to get his head blasted off!"
"Does he really? And what did he do to you that was so terrible?" she asked.
Ron paused. He didn't want to say.
"He was a death eater!" said Harry. "He most likely still is!"
She sighed looking very disappointed. "I was informed that the two of you know about Professor Snape and how he was a death eater once. Am I right?" She took their silence as a yes. "For the past fifteen years, he has shown no signs of deceit. I guarantee he is not a death eater, which only proves that people can and do change."
"Do you know why Snape left the death eaters?"
"Yes, I do. I figured it out on my own. If you knew the reason, you too would believe that Severus would never go back to Voldemort's side."
"Well, I want to know why Dumbledore trusts that no good git! What has he done to earn anyone's trust?"
"I'm assuming we are not talking about Professor Snape anymore. I'm sorry, Harry, but I don't know why. You trust Dumbledore, don't you?"
"Yes, of course."
"Then trust his judgement of other people."
The school started pouring out of the Great Hall. Harry and Ron remained where they were standing, while everyone looked at them like they had just escaped a mental institution. The Gryffindors came out last. And there he was walking with Neville. Harry and Ron lost control again and jumped him.
"Get off me!"
"That is it!" yelled Professor Parsons. "Mobiliarbus!" Harry and Ron were yanked away and through the crowd. Professor Parsons kept her wand on them all the way to the prefects' bathroom. "Dandelion." They entered and she threw them into the large bathtub, which had been filled with ice cold water.
"Dammit! What did you do that for?!"
"Watch your mouth, Mr. Weasley. Once you two cool off you can go to your dormitory. If I hear about one more outburst, detentions for both of you." She left them to wade in the water shocked and angry.
Ron let out a yell of frustration as he smacked the water with his fists, splashing water all over the place and in Harry's face. Harry calmly floated in the water thinking about what could have made Dumbledore trust Snape and trust Seamus.
Chapter 4
"Losing Control"
Harry and Ron leapt up from their seats and immediately got their wands out, pointing them directly at the person. The whole hall turned to see what was going on. All the teachers stood up in surprise and headed over to them.
"Leave now, death eater," Harry said, threateningly.
"Expelliarmus!" said Dumbledore as he approached them. He caught Harry's and Ron's wands, but immediately the two of them started to jump over the table. It took a few teachers to grab them and calm them down, well, hold them back at least.
"Let me go!" yelled Ron, obviously forgetting whom he was talking to.
"What is he doing here? He's a traitor! You can't trust him! What is he doing here!" demanded Harry. Both he and Ron were struggling to get away from the six teachers holding on to them.
"Calm down, Harry. Please get Madame Pomfrey here," Dumbledore said to Professor Flitwick. He turned to the other teachers, "Let's take these two out of the hall." He lead them to one of the rooms behind the head table. The last and only time Harry had been in there was when he had been declared the fourth champion two years ago. Harry and Ron were still kicking and screaming like six year olds, and the teachers hadn't let go of them. "Both of you need to calm down." They weren't kicking as hard, but they were still struggling to get away. They calmed down due to exhaustion rather than Dumbledore's wishes. Good enough. "We know all about what happened and what he did, but I believe in giving people second chances. You two of all people should know that."
"But he's guilty and you know it!" said Harry.
"He has admitted to his faults and wrongdoings."
"Why? How can you trust him? It's a trick!"
"Harry, it is not my place to tell you why. If he chooses to tell you, you should ask him. Both of you need to control yourselves better or you will be no better than Voldemort's followers." With that, Dumbledore went back into the Great Hall. Harry and Ron had stopped struggling and the teachers eased their grip on them.
Madame Pomfrey entered the room holding two goblets. "Here. Drink these." Harry took his goblet and chugged it down. It tasted strangely like...
"Fruit punch?! Why did you give us Veneficium Pop?" Ron's eyes widened and looked down at his empty cup horrified.
"To keep the two of you from accidentally attacking fellow students. Both of you were acting quite hysterical."
"We aren't the ones you should be giving this to!"
"Harry, don't tell me how to do my job. I think it would be best if you two headed straight to your dormitory and get some sleep. No arguing," she said holding her hands up as they were about to complain. Harry paused then headed out of the room, motioning Ron to follow.
They made their way out to the Entrance Hall, escaping all the stares. They were so angry and in shock, they didn't say a word to each other.
"'Arry!" called someone behind them. Fleur had emerged from a corridor. "'Ow are you two?"
"We're alright," Harry lied.
"Are ze both of you enjoying Care of Magical Creatures?" she asked, hopefully.
"Sure. You're going a great job," said Harry, although he wished Hagrid would return soon.
"You don't look so well."
"Oh, um...yeah, food poisoning. Ron and I were just heading back to Gryffindor tower."
"Zen I will see you later." Fleur waved them goodbye as they headed in separate directions. They had barely taken two steps when another person stopped them. Professor Parsons had just come out of the Great Hall.
"Good. You're still here. I would like a word with you."
"What? Are you gonna trick us into taking more of your ridiculous potion?" asked Ron. Harry was completely surprised at Ron's blatant disrespect towards a professor.
Professor Parsons didn't get angry nor crack a smile. "It was Madame Pomfrey's decision to give it to you. I'm sorry you don't like being the test subjects for my potion, but maybe you need to control those tempers better."
"You wouldn't understand!" cried Ron. "He deserves to get his head blasted off!"
"Does he really? And what did he do to you that was so terrible?" she asked.
Ron paused. He didn't want to say.
"He was a death eater!" said Harry. "He most likely still is!"
She sighed looking very disappointed. "I was informed that the two of you know about Professor Snape and how he was a death eater once. Am I right?" She took their silence as a yes. "For the past fifteen years, he has shown no signs of deceit. I guarantee he is not a death eater, which only proves that people can and do change."
"Do you know why Snape left the death eaters?"
"Yes, I do. I figured it out on my own. If you knew the reason, you too would believe that Severus would never go back to Voldemort's side."
"Well, I want to know why Dumbledore trusts that no good git! What has he done to earn anyone's trust?"
"I'm assuming we are not talking about Professor Snape anymore. I'm sorry, Harry, but I don't know why. You trust Dumbledore, don't you?"
"Yes, of course."
"Then trust his judgement of other people."
The school started pouring out of the Great Hall. Harry and Ron remained where they were standing, while everyone looked at them like they had just escaped a mental institution. The Gryffindors came out last. And there he was walking with Neville. Harry and Ron lost control again and jumped him.
"Get off me!"
"That is it!" yelled Professor Parsons. "Mobiliarbus!" Harry and Ron were yanked away and through the crowd. Professor Parsons kept her wand on them all the way to the prefects' bathroom. "Dandelion." They entered and she threw them into the large bathtub, which had been filled with ice cold water.
"Dammit! What did you do that for?!"
"Watch your mouth, Mr. Weasley. Once you two cool off you can go to your dormitory. If I hear about one more outburst, detentions for both of you." She left them to wade in the water shocked and angry.
Ron let out a yell of frustration as he smacked the water with his fists, splashing water all over the place and in Harry's face. Harry calmly floated in the water thinking about what could have made Dumbledore trust Snape and trust Seamus.
