Umbrige is a Goul'd
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. And this story takes place in the 5th book if you didn't know. I'll try not to ruin to much it might not be helped.
A/N: I need to think about what to do next. So give me a while. Thanks to those who reviewed and thank you Krissie for betaing. You're the best of the best. ^_^ Every one go read THE GOOD DON'T SMIRK. by krissie I helped with it. It's one of the best. Read it. Luv ya all. See ya soon. ^_^
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Chapter 2
They ran for a very long time; once they stopped to rest and figure out where they were, and they found out... they were lost. As easy as it was to get lost in the familiar corridors of Hogwarts, it was easier to get lost in the brand new, not at all familiar corridors of this- place. The three of them fell against one of the walls. All of them were breathing hard, and trying to figure out what was going on.
"Ok. Anyone know where we are? Or what those - those frog things were?" Ron asked, the first one to get his breath back.
"No clue. And I don't want to know. I just want to get out of here," said Harry but like Ron he looked expectantly at Hermione for the answer. Hermione looked back at them. Then after, about a minute of this she broke the silence.
"I don't know everything you know!"
Ron and Harry gasped.
"I never thought she would admit that!"
"I know...spooky."
"You know, I think the world is going to end."
"Oh shut up you two." Hermione said, annoyed. "Just because I don't know doesn't mean I don't have a guess."
"Uh-huh," said Ron with a grin. This earned him a glare from Hermione as she took a deep breath. Harry got comfortable, looked like he and Ron were going to learn something whether they liked it or not.
"I'm guessing that those people who were chasing us are called Jaffa's because before they pointed there weapons at us, the one in the lead called them that. And I'm guessing we are in some kind of temple or house of a god because that glyphs that I were looking at spoke of a goddess of punishment. And--"
They never did hear what else Hermione was going to say because that metallic stomping came back again.
"Don't those guys give up?" Harry growled and grabbed Hermione and Ron shoving them into the shadow cast by a divider set on the other side of the wall. The stomping stopped and all three of them carefully peered around the corner. To their shock and worry they found that the guards had stopped right in front of them, but thankfully not facing them.
There were two columns of guards, about 5 guards in each, and they were leading two men. Both the men were wearing black shirts and khaki military pants. It was obvious by their hands that they had been subject to Umbridge torture.
The frog face in front pressed something on the wall and the wall slid away. Hermione gasped. Ron elbowed her. Harry glared at both. The wall had seemed solid when they were leaning against it but behind it was a large room that looked out onto– earth.
The frog face in the lead bowed in front of something that they couldn't see and pushed something on his helmet. The helmet came down to reveal a human face. Then an odd childish reverberating voice said something they couldn't understand, but they knew whose voice that was no problem.(Even if it did reverberate.) Umbridge. Oh, how this day just got better and better.
"My lady," said the Jaffa. "We have been unable to get any information out of the captives."
"Then you must try hard to get them to understand that one must not tell lies or keep information from me," said that disgustingly childish voice.
"Oh yes, like making us write lines is going to give you oh, so much information," one of the prisoners said in a sarcastic voice. Her looked about in his mid-40's and his short brown hair was already graying, but something about him said clearly, "I can still beat the shit outta you if I feel like it," but even though he looked like he could beat you up he didn't look like he would.
"Kree," said one fo the Jaffa in line and hit the man in the head.
"Oww."
The other captive made to help his friend or beat up the other guard--you couldn't be sure which. If the one who said something looked like he was strong, that was nothing next to the man beside him. He was a very, very strong black man with a gold tattoo molded onto his forehead, that much you could tell by looking at him. You could also tell by looking at him that he could probably break a person on accident, so clearly you didn't want him to get to break you on propose. Two other guards pointed their staff weapons at this man and he stopped.
The tension hung thick in the air as another frog face marched into the room.
"Goddess forgive me. Three children have come through the rings. We attempted to capture them but they run fast."
"WHAT? How could you let this happen. Fool. KREE!!" Three other guard type people seemed to appear out of nowhere. In reality they were just hidden from sight by a pillar.
"FIND THESE CHILDREN! AT ONCE!"
Yes! We shall dispose of them at once, goddess."
"No, you fool!" Umbridge hissed. "Bring them alive. Do you want to bring Dumbledore down upon us now?"
"Yes, your goddessness-ness."
Hermione shook her head at the made up word, Ron looked like he was going to laugh, and Harry gave a faint sound of disbelief that there was a person that--nice way of putting it--stupid. The guard that had come in went out with three others at his heels and then, with a wary voice, told Umbridge told the other to send the prisoners back to their cell.
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When the clanking of many metal covered feet had resided, Hermione looked at the other two.
"Well?" she said.
"Well what?" said Ron.
Hermione rolled her eyes at the two. "Shall we go and help those people?"
"What?" Ron said in shocked voice. "How do we know we can trust them?"
"Hermione's right." Harry said. Ron looked at him like he was mad.
"Are you mad?"
"No, think about it. Whatever's going on has to do with Umbridge, and we have no idea how to get out of here. They might." Harry pointed in the direction that the guards had taken the two prisoners. "If we help them and get them to help us we can get out of here."
Ron couldn't fight that logic.
"Ok, but I just want it known that I'm unsure about this."
"Oh, whatever Ron," Hermione said, exasperated. "Come on now before we lose them." She grabbed her companions and pulled them in the direction that the guards had gone.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. And this story takes place in the 5th book if you didn't know. I'll try not to ruin to much it might not be helped.
A/N: I need to think about what to do next. So give me a while. Thanks to those who reviewed and thank you Krissie for betaing. You're the best of the best. ^_^ Every one go read THE GOOD DON'T SMIRK. by krissie I helped with it. It's one of the best. Read it. Luv ya all. See ya soon. ^_^
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Chapter 2
They ran for a very long time; once they stopped to rest and figure out where they were, and they found out... they were lost. As easy as it was to get lost in the familiar corridors of Hogwarts, it was easier to get lost in the brand new, not at all familiar corridors of this- place. The three of them fell against one of the walls. All of them were breathing hard, and trying to figure out what was going on.
"Ok. Anyone know where we are? Or what those - those frog things were?" Ron asked, the first one to get his breath back.
"No clue. And I don't want to know. I just want to get out of here," said Harry but like Ron he looked expectantly at Hermione for the answer. Hermione looked back at them. Then after, about a minute of this she broke the silence.
"I don't know everything you know!"
Ron and Harry gasped.
"I never thought she would admit that!"
"I know...spooky."
"You know, I think the world is going to end."
"Oh shut up you two." Hermione said, annoyed. "Just because I don't know doesn't mean I don't have a guess."
"Uh-huh," said Ron with a grin. This earned him a glare from Hermione as she took a deep breath. Harry got comfortable, looked like he and Ron were going to learn something whether they liked it or not.
"I'm guessing that those people who were chasing us are called Jaffa's because before they pointed there weapons at us, the one in the lead called them that. And I'm guessing we are in some kind of temple or house of a god because that glyphs that I were looking at spoke of a goddess of punishment. And--"
They never did hear what else Hermione was going to say because that metallic stomping came back again.
"Don't those guys give up?" Harry growled and grabbed Hermione and Ron shoving them into the shadow cast by a divider set on the other side of the wall. The stomping stopped and all three of them carefully peered around the corner. To their shock and worry they found that the guards had stopped right in front of them, but thankfully not facing them.
There were two columns of guards, about 5 guards in each, and they were leading two men. Both the men were wearing black shirts and khaki military pants. It was obvious by their hands that they had been subject to Umbridge torture.
The frog face in front pressed something on the wall and the wall slid away. Hermione gasped. Ron elbowed her. Harry glared at both. The wall had seemed solid when they were leaning against it but behind it was a large room that looked out onto– earth.
The frog face in the lead bowed in front of something that they couldn't see and pushed something on his helmet. The helmet came down to reveal a human face. Then an odd childish reverberating voice said something they couldn't understand, but they knew whose voice that was no problem.(Even if it did reverberate.) Umbridge. Oh, how this day just got better and better.
"My lady," said the Jaffa. "We have been unable to get any information out of the captives."
"Then you must try hard to get them to understand that one must not tell lies or keep information from me," said that disgustingly childish voice.
"Oh yes, like making us write lines is going to give you oh, so much information," one of the prisoners said in a sarcastic voice. Her looked about in his mid-40's and his short brown hair was already graying, but something about him said clearly, "I can still beat the shit outta you if I feel like it," but even though he looked like he could beat you up he didn't look like he would.
"Kree," said one fo the Jaffa in line and hit the man in the head.
"Oww."
The other captive made to help his friend or beat up the other guard--you couldn't be sure which. If the one who said something looked like he was strong, that was nothing next to the man beside him. He was a very, very strong black man with a gold tattoo molded onto his forehead, that much you could tell by looking at him. You could also tell by looking at him that he could probably break a person on accident, so clearly you didn't want him to get to break you on propose. Two other guards pointed their staff weapons at this man and he stopped.
The tension hung thick in the air as another frog face marched into the room.
"Goddess forgive me. Three children have come through the rings. We attempted to capture them but they run fast."
"WHAT? How could you let this happen. Fool. KREE!!" Three other guard type people seemed to appear out of nowhere. In reality they were just hidden from sight by a pillar.
"FIND THESE CHILDREN! AT ONCE!"
Yes! We shall dispose of them at once, goddess."
"No, you fool!" Umbridge hissed. "Bring them alive. Do you want to bring Dumbledore down upon us now?"
"Yes, your goddessness-ness."
Hermione shook her head at the made up word, Ron looked like he was going to laugh, and Harry gave a faint sound of disbelief that there was a person that--nice way of putting it--stupid. The guard that had come in went out with three others at his heels and then, with a wary voice, told Umbridge told the other to send the prisoners back to their cell.
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When the clanking of many metal covered feet had resided, Hermione looked at the other two.
"Well?" she said.
"Well what?" said Ron.
Hermione rolled her eyes at the two. "Shall we go and help those people?"
"What?" Ron said in shocked voice. "How do we know we can trust them?"
"Hermione's right." Harry said. Ron looked at him like he was mad.
"Are you mad?"
"No, think about it. Whatever's going on has to do with Umbridge, and we have no idea how to get out of here. They might." Harry pointed in the direction that the guards had taken the two prisoners. "If we help them and get them to help us we can get out of here."
Ron couldn't fight that logic.
"Ok, but I just want it known that I'm unsure about this."
"Oh, whatever Ron," Hermione said, exasperated. "Come on now before we lose them." She grabbed her companions and pulled them in the direction that the guards had gone.