Harry Potter and the Stone Wand
Chapter 5
"Helpful Advice"
Ron and Harry gave up any attempts to beat Seamus into a bloody pulp. The rest of the school seemed to accept the fact that he had returned. Dumbledore had not informed them, nor did they find out on their own, about what had happened to all the sixth year prefects. Harry had expected Seamus to take the role of prefect once again, but McGonnagall decided to keep Harry as prefect.
"Probably doesn't trust him either," said Ron.
Harry didn't mind remaining as school prefect. They had many responsibilities, but he was very lax about them. "Don't want to turn into Percy or Hermione," he said. He frowned realizing that Hermione's stressful year had absolutely nothing to do with being a prefect. He fumbled with his badge, which was in a very inconspicuous place. Parvati on the otherhand wore hers in plain site and walked around with an air of importance.
"If Hermione ever returns, there's no way she's taking this from me," Parvati had said to Lavender really loudly in the common room one day.
"If Hermione ever returns, I'll give Parvati a room full of prefect badges," said Harry.
Harry and Ron avoided Seamus as much as possible, and let him know that they were avoiding him. Whenever they saw him, they glared. Seamus would smile back meekly. A lot of glaring went on considering Seamus was in all of their classes. Professor Parsons watched those two very carefully during Potions.
"Ahem!" she said. "Eyes up here." Harry and Ron gave Seamus one last glare and looked to the front of the classroom. Professor Parsons had a look of pity on her face. "As I was saying, next week we will be working with dry potions. Please read about them in your books prior to next week's class. There will be a short quiz. I'm letting you all out early today to get started. I imagine you won't be studying when Halloween comes. Have a good weekend." The class left happy feeling lucky to have gotten out of class an hour early. "Weasley. Potter. May I have a word?" They reluctantly sat down. "You two are going to have ulcers soon. You need to stop boring holes in Seamus' head." They didn't say anything. "He is on our side now, and now is not the time to make enemies. There are many witches and wizards out there fighting the real enemy. Their goal is not to kill the death eaters, so if any of them return to our side, you should be thankful and accept them back. Hating Seamus won't improve anything. Do either of you feel better staying angry at him? Do you wish him to return to Voldemort?" Harry didn't feel better. He knew being angry with Seamus wouldn't change anything, but that didn't change the fact that Harry wanted him to be punished.
"No," they both answered.
"No one else knows about what happened. And I think it would be best if they didn't know, so you need to change your behavior or else everyone will start to suspect something. Understand?" They nodded. "Good."
"Can we go now?" asked Ron.
She looked less stern and more sad now. "Dumbledore wants to see you both. I spoke to him this morning and he asked me to tell you when class ended."
Harry and Ron left in a hurry. "Why don't they ever give us the password?" said Harry when they reached the entrance to Dumbledore's office. They stood there anxiously.
"Good. You're here," Dumbledore said behind them. "Mars bars." Harry and Ron both gave Dumbledore different looks. Ron's was one of confusion. "I had some while I was visiting London. Quite tasty really."
They walked up the stairs and into his office. "Please take a seat. I'm afraid I have some bad news. There was an attack last night."
Harry moved to edge of his seat. A look of worry was on his face. "Why didn't you tell us last night? Why are you telling us now?"
"Relax, Harry. It wasn't urgent for you to know, but I thought I should tell you. I waited so that you could focus on your classes today, but according to Professor Parsons it wouldn't have made a difference."
"Where was the attack?" asked Harry, refusing to allow Dumbledore to change the subject.
"I'm not going to tell you."
"Did anyone die?"
"Yes."
"Who was it?"
"One of the death eaters."
Harry was completely shocked. Then a wave of horror washed over him. "Do you know who?!"
"No, but I can assure you it was one of the original death eaters." Harry was still trying to swallow this information. "Now that we know they are active, we are all putting up our defenses."
"Is there anything we can do?" he asked gesturing to himself and Ron.
"Stay out of trouble. Be more civil with Mr. Finnigan. And don't let the other students know what is going on."
"Why are you telling us and no one else?" asked Ron.
"You two were there, and this involves Harry mostly, which in turn involves you, Ron. It's not going to do any good to worry the others."
"How is Hagrid?" asked Harry.
"Hagrid was not there last night if that's what you are asking." A slight look of relief was on Harry's face. "Is there anything else you wish to ask me?"
Harry looked over at Ron, who shook his head. He had a question he wanted to ask but hadn't intended to. Then it just came out. "Why did you let Seamus return to Hogwarts?" he blurted.
"I told you before that it is not my place to say. Have you tried asking him?" They shook their heads. "Then might I advise the both of you that it will be far easier to ask for the information rather than beat it out of him."
Chapter 5
"Helpful Advice"
Ron and Harry gave up any attempts to beat Seamus into a bloody pulp. The rest of the school seemed to accept the fact that he had returned. Dumbledore had not informed them, nor did they find out on their own, about what had happened to all the sixth year prefects. Harry had expected Seamus to take the role of prefect once again, but McGonnagall decided to keep Harry as prefect.
"Probably doesn't trust him either," said Ron.
Harry didn't mind remaining as school prefect. They had many responsibilities, but he was very lax about them. "Don't want to turn into Percy or Hermione," he said. He frowned realizing that Hermione's stressful year had absolutely nothing to do with being a prefect. He fumbled with his badge, which was in a very inconspicuous place. Parvati on the otherhand wore hers in plain site and walked around with an air of importance.
"If Hermione ever returns, there's no way she's taking this from me," Parvati had said to Lavender really loudly in the common room one day.
"If Hermione ever returns, I'll give Parvati a room full of prefect badges," said Harry.
Harry and Ron avoided Seamus as much as possible, and let him know that they were avoiding him. Whenever they saw him, they glared. Seamus would smile back meekly. A lot of glaring went on considering Seamus was in all of their classes. Professor Parsons watched those two very carefully during Potions.
"Ahem!" she said. "Eyes up here." Harry and Ron gave Seamus one last glare and looked to the front of the classroom. Professor Parsons had a look of pity on her face. "As I was saying, next week we will be working with dry potions. Please read about them in your books prior to next week's class. There will be a short quiz. I'm letting you all out early today to get started. I imagine you won't be studying when Halloween comes. Have a good weekend." The class left happy feeling lucky to have gotten out of class an hour early. "Weasley. Potter. May I have a word?" They reluctantly sat down. "You two are going to have ulcers soon. You need to stop boring holes in Seamus' head." They didn't say anything. "He is on our side now, and now is not the time to make enemies. There are many witches and wizards out there fighting the real enemy. Their goal is not to kill the death eaters, so if any of them return to our side, you should be thankful and accept them back. Hating Seamus won't improve anything. Do either of you feel better staying angry at him? Do you wish him to return to Voldemort?" Harry didn't feel better. He knew being angry with Seamus wouldn't change anything, but that didn't change the fact that Harry wanted him to be punished.
"No," they both answered.
"No one else knows about what happened. And I think it would be best if they didn't know, so you need to change your behavior or else everyone will start to suspect something. Understand?" They nodded. "Good."
"Can we go now?" asked Ron.
She looked less stern and more sad now. "Dumbledore wants to see you both. I spoke to him this morning and he asked me to tell you when class ended."
Harry and Ron left in a hurry. "Why don't they ever give us the password?" said Harry when they reached the entrance to Dumbledore's office. They stood there anxiously.
"Good. You're here," Dumbledore said behind them. "Mars bars." Harry and Ron both gave Dumbledore different looks. Ron's was one of confusion. "I had some while I was visiting London. Quite tasty really."
They walked up the stairs and into his office. "Please take a seat. I'm afraid I have some bad news. There was an attack last night."
Harry moved to edge of his seat. A look of worry was on his face. "Why didn't you tell us last night? Why are you telling us now?"
"Relax, Harry. It wasn't urgent for you to know, but I thought I should tell you. I waited so that you could focus on your classes today, but according to Professor Parsons it wouldn't have made a difference."
"Where was the attack?" asked Harry, refusing to allow Dumbledore to change the subject.
"I'm not going to tell you."
"Did anyone die?"
"Yes."
"Who was it?"
"One of the death eaters."
Harry was completely shocked. Then a wave of horror washed over him. "Do you know who?!"
"No, but I can assure you it was one of the original death eaters." Harry was still trying to swallow this information. "Now that we know they are active, we are all putting up our defenses."
"Is there anything we can do?" he asked gesturing to himself and Ron.
"Stay out of trouble. Be more civil with Mr. Finnigan. And don't let the other students know what is going on."
"Why are you telling us and no one else?" asked Ron.
"You two were there, and this involves Harry mostly, which in turn involves you, Ron. It's not going to do any good to worry the others."
"How is Hagrid?" asked Harry.
"Hagrid was not there last night if that's what you are asking." A slight look of relief was on Harry's face. "Is there anything else you wish to ask me?"
Harry looked over at Ron, who shook his head. He had a question he wanted to ask but hadn't intended to. Then it just came out. "Why did you let Seamus return to Hogwarts?" he blurted.
"I told you before that it is not my place to say. Have you tried asking him?" They shook their heads. "Then might I advise the both of you that it will be far easier to ask for the information rather than beat it out of him."
