So, this is now the second part of chapter 6, but I gave it an own name, as
I added it later!
I hope you like it!
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When they had finished classes for the day, Harry and Ron were still waiting for the Marauders to tell them Moony's secret. In fact, they normally wouldn't even know why the for boys all had nicks like Padfoot or Prongs. Thay were very disappointed when they noticed that Sirius, James, Remus and Peter had left without saying a word. When Hermione joined them in the common room, they suddenly stopped talking and started hectically to read in their charms and potions books. Of course, Hermione knew they had been talking about the Marauders and the Shrieking Shack, and of course they were up to no good. She decided to stay up as long as they did or even longer to make sure they won't sneak away. They had already finished all their homework and nearly everybody had gone sleeping, but Hermione did still not show any signs of tireness. Finally, Harry said he was going to bed, and with a kick at Ron's leg, Ron joined him.
Up in their empty dorm, Ron said angrily: "Great, really great, Harry! How are we supposed to get out now? Hermione will be expecting us...and to look if she's still there will be pretty suspicious, wouldn't it?" "Calm down...we'll take my Invisibility Cloak...it ought to be somewhere here in my rucksack...
Minutes passed and Harry had unpacked his rucksack for several times now, but there was still no Invisibility Cloak. "Great plan...you just shouldn't have forgotten your cloak!" Ron sneered. Further minutes flew by, but then: "Of course..." "Got a new plan?" "No, I just know why I can't find my cloak...my father's got it!" "You think Prongs took it without asking you?" "No, just think about it...before I got that cloak, it was my father's. And now that we have travelled back in time, it's still his cloak. There can't be two of it, so mine has vanished...I just hope I'll get it back in 1995!" "Blimey! And what should we do now?" "We'll have to wait. Sooner or later, Hermione will have to sleep...she's used to at least eight hours of sleep each night!" So they waited.
At about 2 a.m., they finally dared to leave their dorm and found Hermione curled up on a seat near the fireplace, the fire still glowing a bit. Quietly, they left through the portrait hole and with neither an Invisibility Cloak, nor the Marauder's Map, they sneaked carefully through the corridors, hoping not to meet Filch, Mrs Norris or anybody else there. Suddenly, they heard some noise in their back. But when they turned around, they couldn't see anything but the dark, empty corridor. They decided to wait a bit, though, to be sure, but nothing happpened. After a very long walk, they finally left the castle and headed for the Weeping Willow in the shadow of the cloudy, but luckily dry night. When they were several metres away from the willow, it started taking after them. Harry grabbed a bough and had nearly reached the knot which turnes off the willow, when a big branch hit him hard and threw him some metres away. He lay motionless on the ground.
"HARRY!" Ron was shocked. He slapped him on the cheeks, but Harry still didn't move. Ron felt so helpless. He thought about any charms he could use right now, but none came to his mind. So he just stared into the darkneww, hoping someone, anyone would come and help him. Actually, he saw a shadow move towards them. For a moment, he was so relieved, but then he wondered who that could be and if he was dreaming. The shadow became clearer and after some seconds, which seemed to be an eternity, he recognized that person: it was Hermione!
"Oh my god, Harry! What happened to him?" She was really worried. "It was that stupid willow, a branch hit him." "mens activus" Hermione mumbled, waving her wand. Just a second later, Harry came to his senses. "What happened?" He asked confused, looking at Ron. "You were knocked out by that old willow" Hermione said. Harry turned around. He hadn't noticed her yet! What are you doing here?" "I followed you. I was just pretending to be asleep. And I was right to follow you, wasn't I?" "So it was you who made the noise behind us in the second floor?" Ron asked. "Yes. I just couldn't let you two go alone, and as you never listened to me, you wouldn't have wanted my company either, I guess!" This was just an excuse, really. In fact, Hermione was just as curious to see the "real" Prongs, Padfoot, Moony and Wormtail as Ron and Harry were, but she would of course never admit that!
To stay in her role, she convinced them to go back to the common room with her. Harry wasn't too disappointed about that: he had a bad headache now and they would ask the Marauders right tomorrow where they had been. And even if they wouldn't tell them the truth, there would be more full moon nights to follow them. They still had five months left to stay in the past!
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That's it! Thanx for reading! I hope you enjoyed it!
Review, please!
*~*Beatty*~*
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When they had finished classes for the day, Harry and Ron were still waiting for the Marauders to tell them Moony's secret. In fact, they normally wouldn't even know why the for boys all had nicks like Padfoot or Prongs. Thay were very disappointed when they noticed that Sirius, James, Remus and Peter had left without saying a word. When Hermione joined them in the common room, they suddenly stopped talking and started hectically to read in their charms and potions books. Of course, Hermione knew they had been talking about the Marauders and the Shrieking Shack, and of course they were up to no good. She decided to stay up as long as they did or even longer to make sure they won't sneak away. They had already finished all their homework and nearly everybody had gone sleeping, but Hermione did still not show any signs of tireness. Finally, Harry said he was going to bed, and with a kick at Ron's leg, Ron joined him.
Up in their empty dorm, Ron said angrily: "Great, really great, Harry! How are we supposed to get out now? Hermione will be expecting us...and to look if she's still there will be pretty suspicious, wouldn't it?" "Calm down...we'll take my Invisibility Cloak...it ought to be somewhere here in my rucksack...
Minutes passed and Harry had unpacked his rucksack for several times now, but there was still no Invisibility Cloak. "Great plan...you just shouldn't have forgotten your cloak!" Ron sneered. Further minutes flew by, but then: "Of course..." "Got a new plan?" "No, I just know why I can't find my cloak...my father's got it!" "You think Prongs took it without asking you?" "No, just think about it...before I got that cloak, it was my father's. And now that we have travelled back in time, it's still his cloak. There can't be two of it, so mine has vanished...I just hope I'll get it back in 1995!" "Blimey! And what should we do now?" "We'll have to wait. Sooner or later, Hermione will have to sleep...she's used to at least eight hours of sleep each night!" So they waited.
At about 2 a.m., they finally dared to leave their dorm and found Hermione curled up on a seat near the fireplace, the fire still glowing a bit. Quietly, they left through the portrait hole and with neither an Invisibility Cloak, nor the Marauder's Map, they sneaked carefully through the corridors, hoping not to meet Filch, Mrs Norris or anybody else there. Suddenly, they heard some noise in their back. But when they turned around, they couldn't see anything but the dark, empty corridor. They decided to wait a bit, though, to be sure, but nothing happpened. After a very long walk, they finally left the castle and headed for the Weeping Willow in the shadow of the cloudy, but luckily dry night. When they were several metres away from the willow, it started taking after them. Harry grabbed a bough and had nearly reached the knot which turnes off the willow, when a big branch hit him hard and threw him some metres away. He lay motionless on the ground.
"HARRY!" Ron was shocked. He slapped him on the cheeks, but Harry still didn't move. Ron felt so helpless. He thought about any charms he could use right now, but none came to his mind. So he just stared into the darkneww, hoping someone, anyone would come and help him. Actually, he saw a shadow move towards them. For a moment, he was so relieved, but then he wondered who that could be and if he was dreaming. The shadow became clearer and after some seconds, which seemed to be an eternity, he recognized that person: it was Hermione!
"Oh my god, Harry! What happened to him?" She was really worried. "It was that stupid willow, a branch hit him." "mens activus" Hermione mumbled, waving her wand. Just a second later, Harry came to his senses. "What happened?" He asked confused, looking at Ron. "You were knocked out by that old willow" Hermione said. Harry turned around. He hadn't noticed her yet! What are you doing here?" "I followed you. I was just pretending to be asleep. And I was right to follow you, wasn't I?" "So it was you who made the noise behind us in the second floor?" Ron asked. "Yes. I just couldn't let you two go alone, and as you never listened to me, you wouldn't have wanted my company either, I guess!" This was just an excuse, really. In fact, Hermione was just as curious to see the "real" Prongs, Padfoot, Moony and Wormtail as Ron and Harry were, but she would of course never admit that!
To stay in her role, she convinced them to go back to the common room with her. Harry wasn't too disappointed about that: he had a bad headache now and they would ask the Marauders right tomorrow where they had been. And even if they wouldn't tell them the truth, there would be more full moon nights to follow them. They still had five months left to stay in the past!
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That's it! Thanx for reading! I hope you enjoyed it!
Review, please!
*~*Beatty*~*