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Hermione paced the room thoughtfully. She knew she hadn't done it but as for the rest of them.
She turned to the others skeptically. Why would anyone want to kill Snape? Draco and Pansy wouldn't kill their head of house would they?
But Harry... he might have. He had always hated Snape.
Suddenly Hermione's persistence was prevented by a body blocking her path. She looked up to Draco's silver eyes. She regarded him curiously "What?"
"You're worrying yourself to death." He informed her softly. "Relax."
"How am I supposed to relax with a killer in my midst?" She hissed.
He smiled "Relax." He repeated walking back to the corpse of the former Potions Master.
She sighed. Relax. How was she supposed to relax? Suddenly there was a rumble of thunder from outside and she jumped. Lightning sizzled across the sky. The lights flickered then died.
"Perfect, just perfect" Whined Ginny, the orange glow from the fire light her only illumination.
McGonagall stood. "I believe it is my duty as your instructor to set forth in search of lighting supplies." She eyed them all sharply. "Stay here." With that she wafted from the room.
Harry allowed his forehead to connect with the polished table he was currently seated next to. "Why is it always me?" he muttered, his words muffled.
Cho and Ginny sat on either side of him. "It's alright Harry, we'll find the murderer." Cho consoled him.
"I've seen enough murders." replied Harry.
Ginny sighed placing her hand on his head. "Don't worry, I won't die."
Harry raised his head to look up at her hopefully "Really?"
Ginny smiled "Really."
Harry returned the smile and hugged her. Cho smiled "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh, how sweet." She cooed.
Draco rolled his eyes "Enough is enough."
Hermione gave him a sharp look.
"Well it is!" He defended.
She shook her head in incredulity.
Suddenly a sharp squeaking was heard. The room fell silent as the squeaking grew louder.
Ron turned frightened eyes to Harry "Someone's coming." He whispered.
Pansy leapt up and scurried to Ron whom wrapped an arm around her shoulders. Draco placed his body in front of Hermione's, his slashing eyes fixed on the door.
Draco's palm touched Hermione's shoulder "Stay here." He ordered stalikng toward the door.
"Draco!" Hermione bit out sharply. But it was too late. He pressed himself against the wooden barrier.
Suddenly he sprang out ward directly in front of the origin of the squeaking, which had ceased as a result of his presence.
The other five pupils rushed out to join him and beheld a horrified Filch clutching his chest. "Nasty kids! Trying to give me a heart attack!" He rasped.
Draco's posture relaxed "What are you doing?"
Filch glared daggers at him "Cleaning the school."
"Now?!"
"Yes now! I'm the caretaker! It's my job!" He barked.
Draco's hands curled into fists. Hermione touched his shoulder "Draco, do you hear that?" She questioned softly.
The group fell quiet again.
Drip. Drip.
The blonde nodded "Yes." He grabbed a flashlight out of Filch's hand and shined it through the murky darkness to the staircase's usual location.
He skimmed the beam of light across the floor to a sticky crimson pool growing larger as more droplets of liquid fell to join it.
Draco ran the flashlight up to reveal Professor McGonagall, dangling from a rope fastened to the banister, blood oozing from her mouth.
Hermione gasped. Ginny let out a small scream. Filch looked mortified "Nasty kids! Killing off professors. Best leave me alone." He vanished into the darkness surrounding them.
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Hermione paced the room thoughtfully. She knew she hadn't done it but as for the rest of them.
She turned to the others skeptically. Why would anyone want to kill Snape? Draco and Pansy wouldn't kill their head of house would they?
But Harry... he might have. He had always hated Snape.
Suddenly Hermione's persistence was prevented by a body blocking her path. She looked up to Draco's silver eyes. She regarded him curiously "What?"
"You're worrying yourself to death." He informed her softly. "Relax."
"How am I supposed to relax with a killer in my midst?" She hissed.
He smiled "Relax." He repeated walking back to the corpse of the former Potions Master.
She sighed. Relax. How was she supposed to relax? Suddenly there was a rumble of thunder from outside and she jumped. Lightning sizzled across the sky. The lights flickered then died.
"Perfect, just perfect" Whined Ginny, the orange glow from the fire light her only illumination.
McGonagall stood. "I believe it is my duty as your instructor to set forth in search of lighting supplies." She eyed them all sharply. "Stay here." With that she wafted from the room.
Harry allowed his forehead to connect with the polished table he was currently seated next to. "Why is it always me?" he muttered, his words muffled.
Cho and Ginny sat on either side of him. "It's alright Harry, we'll find the murderer." Cho consoled him.
"I've seen enough murders." replied Harry.
Ginny sighed placing her hand on his head. "Don't worry, I won't die."
Harry raised his head to look up at her hopefully "Really?"
Ginny smiled "Really."
Harry returned the smile and hugged her. Cho smiled "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh, how sweet." She cooed.
Draco rolled his eyes "Enough is enough."
Hermione gave him a sharp look.
"Well it is!" He defended.
She shook her head in incredulity.
Suddenly a sharp squeaking was heard. The room fell silent as the squeaking grew louder.
Ron turned frightened eyes to Harry "Someone's coming." He whispered.
Pansy leapt up and scurried to Ron whom wrapped an arm around her shoulders. Draco placed his body in front of Hermione's, his slashing eyes fixed on the door.
Draco's palm touched Hermione's shoulder "Stay here." He ordered stalikng toward the door.
"Draco!" Hermione bit out sharply. But it was too late. He pressed himself against the wooden barrier.
Suddenly he sprang out ward directly in front of the origin of the squeaking, which had ceased as a result of his presence.
The other five pupils rushed out to join him and beheld a horrified Filch clutching his chest. "Nasty kids! Trying to give me a heart attack!" He rasped.
Draco's posture relaxed "What are you doing?"
Filch glared daggers at him "Cleaning the school."
"Now?!"
"Yes now! I'm the caretaker! It's my job!" He barked.
Draco's hands curled into fists. Hermione touched his shoulder "Draco, do you hear that?" She questioned softly.
The group fell quiet again.
Drip. Drip.
The blonde nodded "Yes." He grabbed a flashlight out of Filch's hand and shined it through the murky darkness to the staircase's usual location.
He skimmed the beam of light across the floor to a sticky crimson pool growing larger as more droplets of liquid fell to join it.
Draco ran the flashlight up to reveal Professor McGonagall, dangling from a rope fastened to the banister, blood oozing from her mouth.
Hermione gasped. Ginny let out a small scream. Filch looked mortified "Nasty kids! Killing off professors. Best leave me alone." He vanished into the darkness surrounding them.
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