Chapter Four- Bad Ideas
Apparently, Ron had been thinking about the same thing as Harry; the memory charm didn't work. The thought made Harry feel nervous. He decided to ask Hermione about it.
"Well, I really think that Umbridge remembered everything that happened... otherwise she would've totally lost her place and been more confused. But, she dismissed the class," Hermione told him frowning.
"OK... then what are we supposed to do?" Harry said trying to think like her.
Hermione however turned pale white and said in barely a whisper, "Hide or run?" He didn't like his options. He could hide in the school, but eventually someone would find him and report him to Umbridge. He already did miss two detentions... a good reason to fly off like Fred and George. But he had to stay to teach at DA Meetings. Dumbledore sacrificed too much to keep him in school. He knew what he had to do.
He had to stay and be tortured by Umbridge nightly. He had to avoid meeting the Inquisitor's Squad, Umbridge, Filch, and his cat 'til the end of the year.
"All right, Hermione. Where do you suggest I hide?" Harry asked, unsure of his friend's reaction.
"The Room of Requirement." Hermione said. "Just wish you'd find a place where no one would find you. According to Hogwarts History, that's bound to work," Hermione added smiling. Ron came over from the boy's dormitory.
"What's going on?" he asked.
"We're going to hide," said Harry feeling somewhat proud of himself.
"Where?" Ron inquired as though it was impossible to hide from someone that cuts open your hand each night.
"Here," Harry answered, "Where else? Look, Hermione, you, and I are going to hide in the Room of Requirement."
"Cool!" Ron looked over his shoulder, checking if anyone was listening in, "Best to hide now..."
"Good," Hermione smiled. "We'd better start packing. Put everything you'll use in your backpacks. We'll leave before the first class starts tomorrow morning."
"That would be Charms," Harry said quickly.
"That's right," Hermione turned over to her backpack, "I might have to make my backpack a bit bigger... 'Engorgio!'"
"We'll do that, too," said Ron.
"I'll meet you in the morning," Harry said, "Then we'll go with Plan A of Anti-Umbridge, tomorrow."
"Easy for you to say," Hermione frowned, "We're prefects. The Gryffindor prefects will be gone tomorrow. I hope there won't be riots here." Ron and Harry laughed and went off to the boys' dormitory, leaving Hermione's head stuck in some book.
Harry woke up very early to pack. He didn't pack much, and he wasn't afraid to summom his Firebolt to his room.
"Accio," he said while he concentrated with all his might on his broomstick. The Firebolt was so fast it blasted right through the safe Umbridge put it in. He knew this because rumors were saying that filch had brought some crooked pieces of metal to Umbridge.
.........Harry also packed his invisibility cloak, a book, and the Marauders' Map in his backpack. he was mentally planning what the Room of Requirement had to have in it; windows that no one can see from the outside, (so he could fly out of it under the invisibility cloak) plenty of food and drinks that were never finished, and beds as well as thing for entertainment.
But Harry also wondered why hadn't Umbridge barged up here to tell him off or expell him? He decided to leave a letter with a little code in it, in case Ginny, the Creeveys, or Dean find it: Dead Ancestor.
The secret was that the initials were DA, so that they'd know that they were hiding in the DA Room.
A billion other thoughts burst through his head in a very short time, several having to do with Voldemort.
He finished packing very quickly and met Ron and Hermione in the common room.
"We're studying," Hermione informed him.
"Care to join us?" Ron asked in a too-casual tone.
"Alright." Harry sat down and took out the book Sirius and Lupin gave him for Christmas. He pretended to read it. "I left a letter for Ginny, the Creeveys, and Dean Thomas. It's in code form," he explained how the code worked.
"Good thinking," Hermione said pleased.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione pulled on their backpacks.
"OK," Ron said quietly, "Let's get to class ."
"I wish we didn't have to go to class," said Hermione.
"What?!" That was first time Hermione ever put those words together in that order. Harry and Ron stared open mouthed at her, jaws dropped below their chins.
"That's right," Hermione said with a grin on her face.
"I can't believe you," Ron said to her, eyes wide.
"Neither can I!" Harry added. "that's not like you!"
"Now it is," Hermione corrected him. "We're going to live in somewhere all year."
"And?" they asked.
"And I have to become mischievious," Hermione turned away.
"I thought I'd never see the day!" Ron said dreamily.
"Are you feeling OK, Hermione?" Harry asked her.
"I'm not sure," she said airily.
The trio walked past the Charms classroom and turned the corner to the Room of Requirement. They walked three times down the hall, concentrating hard. Suddenly, a well polished door appeared before them. Ron and harry just stood there, wondering if that was it.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" Hermione asked them, "Let's get in!" She turned the knob and the door opened....
Apparently, Ron had been thinking about the same thing as Harry; the memory charm didn't work. The thought made Harry feel nervous. He decided to ask Hermione about it.
"Well, I really think that Umbridge remembered everything that happened... otherwise she would've totally lost her place and been more confused. But, she dismissed the class," Hermione told him frowning.
"OK... then what are we supposed to do?" Harry said trying to think like her.
Hermione however turned pale white and said in barely a whisper, "Hide or run?" He didn't like his options. He could hide in the school, but eventually someone would find him and report him to Umbridge. He already did miss two detentions... a good reason to fly off like Fred and George. But he had to stay to teach at DA Meetings. Dumbledore sacrificed too much to keep him in school. He knew what he had to do.
He had to stay and be tortured by Umbridge nightly. He had to avoid meeting the Inquisitor's Squad, Umbridge, Filch, and his cat 'til the end of the year.
"All right, Hermione. Where do you suggest I hide?" Harry asked, unsure of his friend's reaction.
"The Room of Requirement." Hermione said. "Just wish you'd find a place where no one would find you. According to Hogwarts History, that's bound to work," Hermione added smiling. Ron came over from the boy's dormitory.
"What's going on?" he asked.
"We're going to hide," said Harry feeling somewhat proud of himself.
"Where?" Ron inquired as though it was impossible to hide from someone that cuts open your hand each night.
"Here," Harry answered, "Where else? Look, Hermione, you, and I are going to hide in the Room of Requirement."
"Cool!" Ron looked over his shoulder, checking if anyone was listening in, "Best to hide now..."
"Good," Hermione smiled. "We'd better start packing. Put everything you'll use in your backpacks. We'll leave before the first class starts tomorrow morning."
"That would be Charms," Harry said quickly.
"That's right," Hermione turned over to her backpack, "I might have to make my backpack a bit bigger... 'Engorgio!'"
"We'll do that, too," said Ron.
"I'll meet you in the morning," Harry said, "Then we'll go with Plan A of Anti-Umbridge, tomorrow."
"Easy for you to say," Hermione frowned, "We're prefects. The Gryffindor prefects will be gone tomorrow. I hope there won't be riots here." Ron and Harry laughed and went off to the boys' dormitory, leaving Hermione's head stuck in some book.
Harry woke up very early to pack. He didn't pack much, and he wasn't afraid to summom his Firebolt to his room.
"Accio," he said while he concentrated with all his might on his broomstick. The Firebolt was so fast it blasted right through the safe Umbridge put it in. He knew this because rumors were saying that filch had brought some crooked pieces of metal to Umbridge.
.........Harry also packed his invisibility cloak, a book, and the Marauders' Map in his backpack. he was mentally planning what the Room of Requirement had to have in it; windows that no one can see from the outside, (so he could fly out of it under the invisibility cloak) plenty of food and drinks that were never finished, and beds as well as thing for entertainment.
But Harry also wondered why hadn't Umbridge barged up here to tell him off or expell him? He decided to leave a letter with a little code in it, in case Ginny, the Creeveys, or Dean find it: Dead Ancestor.
The secret was that the initials were DA, so that they'd know that they were hiding in the DA Room.
A billion other thoughts burst through his head in a very short time, several having to do with Voldemort.
He finished packing very quickly and met Ron and Hermione in the common room.
"We're studying," Hermione informed him.
"Care to join us?" Ron asked in a too-casual tone.
"Alright." Harry sat down and took out the book Sirius and Lupin gave him for Christmas. He pretended to read it. "I left a letter for Ginny, the Creeveys, and Dean Thomas. It's in code form," he explained how the code worked.
"Good thinking," Hermione said pleased.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione pulled on their backpacks.
"OK," Ron said quietly, "Let's get to class ."
"I wish we didn't have to go to class," said Hermione.
"What?!" That was first time Hermione ever put those words together in that order. Harry and Ron stared open mouthed at her, jaws dropped below their chins.
"That's right," Hermione said with a grin on her face.
"I can't believe you," Ron said to her, eyes wide.
"Neither can I!" Harry added. "that's not like you!"
"Now it is," Hermione corrected him. "We're going to live in somewhere all year."
"And?" they asked.
"And I have to become mischievious," Hermione turned away.
"I thought I'd never see the day!" Ron said dreamily.
"Are you feeling OK, Hermione?" Harry asked her.
"I'm not sure," she said airily.
The trio walked past the Charms classroom and turned the corner to the Room of Requirement. They walked three times down the hall, concentrating hard. Suddenly, a well polished door appeared before them. Ron and harry just stood there, wondering if that was it.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" Hermione asked them, "Let's get in!" She turned the knob and the door opened....