It was nearing the end of the winter term, there were three days left
before the term was done with.
Harry stood up in the Gryffindor tower. He paced the common room up and down. He checked his watch, looked up and checked it again. "Where is he?" demanded Harry looking out the window. "I don't know." said Hermione entering the space where Harry was impatiently waiting. "He'll be here as soon as he can" soothed Hermione supportively, resting a hand lightly on his shoulder.
All of a sudden the door shuddered open. Harry watched as the wind played with the frame, and looked away. His eyes diverted to the floor and then door as it hurtled open. So fast and with so much force the hinges nearly sprung off. "Ron!" scowled Hermione at the red haired boy who had something stuffed up his jacket. "God!" exclaimed Ron, the others froze. They looked at him as he straightened his face up. "You people have no faith in me" with that the other two smiled as he off loaded the bread rolls and goodies from out of his coat to the floor. "Thanks, Ron" cheered Harry with his mouth half full with food. "Thank Dobby" "Ron!" squeaked Hermione "What." he looked guiltily at them "He offered"
Harry, Ron and Hermione engorged for a strong five minutes infront of the roaring fire. The door trickled open again, Ron used all his of his arm to hide the food. It was the happy little smurf himself, Severus Snape. "Potter?" Because his mouth was crammed with loot he nodded to the question. "Granger, Weasly. I have strict instructions from Dumbledore. You are all to gather in the great hall this instance" "Why?" asked Hermione from the floor. "Don't ask" he said coldly. "Just turn up". He turned away and shut the door behind him. The stonewalls seemed to shudder. Harry and Ron looked at each other. and then Hermione who was already off the floor and at the common room door. She paused, "How did Snape get in?" she inquired, her brow furrowed. "Err.." began Ron, searching his mind. "Dunno" he concluded at least. "Mac Gonagall must have gave him the pass-word. This must be serious. but you never can tell." "With sexy old Snape" said Hermione dreamily finishing Harry's sentence "What!" Ron spluttered- unimpressed. "Something's wrong" muttered Harry, not leaving a moment to get up and run out with Hermione. Ron looked at his produce on the carpet. The paintings were glaring at him, "Don't look at me like that" he hesitantly pushed his hand to a chocolate frog. but he could still feel the eyes of the paintings personalities. "Fine!" he screamed running out. In his desperation his legs nearly toppled him over as he ran out into the corridor. He clambered down the deserted corridors forgetting. in his hurry. to shut the door.
A pair of green eyes watched him go. She was beginning to wonder whether anyone took commotion seriously in this day. Limerick pushed her waist length, shimmering pale moss and white streaked coloured hair back over her shoulder. Nimbly she slipped her glowing green leg around the corner of the entrance, before running into the Gryffindor tower. She studied the lay out of the room, "Right then" she said to herself out load- in a broad Irish accent. "This could be rather interesting if I have my way" A half hanging head raised from the floor, "Only me. err. ahh" Limerick put her hand around the ghost's mouth. "Now listen up spooky and listen good" she hissed. "I'm here on a serious little. well let's call it a mission. You say one thing pally, and I can bound you up in ties, leave you to you-know-who and see what he can dream up" "Voldermort" nick said in a strangled voice from underneath her charmed grasp. Only a charm could allow her to touch him. But then again, sprites did have a habit of surprising the world. "Yeah, he's a nice guy. Do you know him? I'm sure he'd love to meet you. thinking about it now. it might be best if we take you away" she smiled evilly at him.
In the great hall, the towers were watching the head table. Dumbledore dusted his robes with a wary hand. He stood up and all attention was directed to him and the hall fell silent. "I am sorry to have to call you here like this and at such short notice but it is a matter of great importance. I am afraid." he stopped mid-sentence. Anticipation and fear was a common look on the students of this school, but he had never seen the fear in them so much. He yet again brushed his robes and sighed. "All of you must remain in Hogwarts school for the duration of the Christmas period because." this is when the lump began to form in his throat. But he looked to the starry images for confidence. "B-b" the students were all grasping their tables. "Because Voldermort has been seen- alive. He is on the loose. He also has a fellow henchman out here, searching. You must remain here" The students gasp and tried to take it all in. Through all of this, Harry could see to the Slytherin table- Malfoy was looking as smug as ever. Harry's confidence however had plummeted. He was sure he'd be safe but what about Sirius and Lupin- friends of his father. He was also certain that he, Harry was high on Voldermort to-do list. But he was higher than he knew. He had to come up with a plan or it. he looked around at the startled students. or it wouldn't be him who suffered most.
Harry stood up in the Gryffindor tower. He paced the common room up and down. He checked his watch, looked up and checked it again. "Where is he?" demanded Harry looking out the window. "I don't know." said Hermione entering the space where Harry was impatiently waiting. "He'll be here as soon as he can" soothed Hermione supportively, resting a hand lightly on his shoulder.
All of a sudden the door shuddered open. Harry watched as the wind played with the frame, and looked away. His eyes diverted to the floor and then door as it hurtled open. So fast and with so much force the hinges nearly sprung off. "Ron!" scowled Hermione at the red haired boy who had something stuffed up his jacket. "God!" exclaimed Ron, the others froze. They looked at him as he straightened his face up. "You people have no faith in me" with that the other two smiled as he off loaded the bread rolls and goodies from out of his coat to the floor. "Thanks, Ron" cheered Harry with his mouth half full with food. "Thank Dobby" "Ron!" squeaked Hermione "What." he looked guiltily at them "He offered"
Harry, Ron and Hermione engorged for a strong five minutes infront of the roaring fire. The door trickled open again, Ron used all his of his arm to hide the food. It was the happy little smurf himself, Severus Snape. "Potter?" Because his mouth was crammed with loot he nodded to the question. "Granger, Weasly. I have strict instructions from Dumbledore. You are all to gather in the great hall this instance" "Why?" asked Hermione from the floor. "Don't ask" he said coldly. "Just turn up". He turned away and shut the door behind him. The stonewalls seemed to shudder. Harry and Ron looked at each other. and then Hermione who was already off the floor and at the common room door. She paused, "How did Snape get in?" she inquired, her brow furrowed. "Err.." began Ron, searching his mind. "Dunno" he concluded at least. "Mac Gonagall must have gave him the pass-word. This must be serious. but you never can tell." "With sexy old Snape" said Hermione dreamily finishing Harry's sentence "What!" Ron spluttered- unimpressed. "Something's wrong" muttered Harry, not leaving a moment to get up and run out with Hermione. Ron looked at his produce on the carpet. The paintings were glaring at him, "Don't look at me like that" he hesitantly pushed his hand to a chocolate frog. but he could still feel the eyes of the paintings personalities. "Fine!" he screamed running out. In his desperation his legs nearly toppled him over as he ran out into the corridor. He clambered down the deserted corridors forgetting. in his hurry. to shut the door.
A pair of green eyes watched him go. She was beginning to wonder whether anyone took commotion seriously in this day. Limerick pushed her waist length, shimmering pale moss and white streaked coloured hair back over her shoulder. Nimbly she slipped her glowing green leg around the corner of the entrance, before running into the Gryffindor tower. She studied the lay out of the room, "Right then" she said to herself out load- in a broad Irish accent. "This could be rather interesting if I have my way" A half hanging head raised from the floor, "Only me. err. ahh" Limerick put her hand around the ghost's mouth. "Now listen up spooky and listen good" she hissed. "I'm here on a serious little. well let's call it a mission. You say one thing pally, and I can bound you up in ties, leave you to you-know-who and see what he can dream up" "Voldermort" nick said in a strangled voice from underneath her charmed grasp. Only a charm could allow her to touch him. But then again, sprites did have a habit of surprising the world. "Yeah, he's a nice guy. Do you know him? I'm sure he'd love to meet you. thinking about it now. it might be best if we take you away" she smiled evilly at him.
In the great hall, the towers were watching the head table. Dumbledore dusted his robes with a wary hand. He stood up and all attention was directed to him and the hall fell silent. "I am sorry to have to call you here like this and at such short notice but it is a matter of great importance. I am afraid." he stopped mid-sentence. Anticipation and fear was a common look on the students of this school, but he had never seen the fear in them so much. He yet again brushed his robes and sighed. "All of you must remain in Hogwarts school for the duration of the Christmas period because." this is when the lump began to form in his throat. But he looked to the starry images for confidence. "B-b" the students were all grasping their tables. "Because Voldermort has been seen- alive. He is on the loose. He also has a fellow henchman out here, searching. You must remain here" The students gasp and tried to take it all in. Through all of this, Harry could see to the Slytherin table- Malfoy was looking as smug as ever. Harry's confidence however had plummeted. He was sure he'd be safe but what about Sirius and Lupin- friends of his father. He was also certain that he, Harry was high on Voldermort to-do list. But he was higher than he knew. He had to come up with a plan or it. he looked around at the startled students. or it wouldn't be him who suffered most.