A/N:: Hello loyal readers! I think my mom's sick she's letting me stay up
as late as I want! Sadly, I didn't get any reviewers for my last chapter.
**tear** ok, I'm going to get to the story now.
Fred and Hermione raced throught the halls.
"Fred do you even know where you're going?" Hermione said, straining to breathe.
"Of course!" Fred said. "He's been talking about this place for months. Been waiting to show someone. Told me exactly where it is." Fred turned a corner and stopped so suddenly at a door that Hermione kept running and was all the way down the hall when she noticed Fred had stopped. He smiled at her as she walked back.He opened the door to find a broom closet so big the whole Gryiffindor common room could fit in it twice. There were other doors, all numbered. Hermione soon found out they all led to more and more broom closets.
"This is ridiculus." Hermione whispered as they entered the 53rd broom closet.
"I didn't know the castle was this big. We must be underground." Fred said, opening another door.
"I wonder if Filch knows about this place?" Hermione said.
"It's not on the Maraurder's map." Fred said, pushing another door open. He expected it to be the same bland, box covered, odd smelling broom cupboard, but instead it was pitch black. Hermione lit her wand. There were skellitons all around, all of larger-than human creatures. This room was much colder than the others.
"We need to get out of here." Hermione said, grabbing Fred's arm and stomping out of the door. "What was that?" Hermione gasped as they opened doors and crossed through rooms.
"I have no clue. All I know is that I'm never going back there." Fred said. They made their way back to the exit and didn't speak until they were back in the common room. Fred and Hermione were still cold. They curled up on a sofa, trying to warm each other up. George came in a few minutes later looking goofy and dazed. He walked right passed them and went up to the boys' dormitory. Ginny stormed into the room soon after, crying and angry over Malfoy.
"He's not worth all this energy." Hermione said quietly.
"Hermione. Wait. Maybe that's just what Malfoy needs." Fred said.
"What do you mean?"
"That room. The cold one. Maybe we could just send him in there. Tell him there's something neat in it. Or that Ginny will meet him there."
"That would be mean, but in his curcumstances, I can't think of anyone who deserves that more." Hermione said slowly.
"What are you two planning?" Ginny said anxiously from where she sat in the corner of the common room.
"Malfoy's demise." Fred said simply and turned back to Hermione. "The only thing is, we don' know much about that room or how those skellitons got there or any of that stuff. It might be dangerous. We don't know." Ron and Harry came in.
"We could go to Dumbledore about it." Hermione suggested.
'What does she want to go to him for this time?" Harry asked, jokingly.
"No I think she has a point. Maybe we should, and ask him if there's anything dangerous there and ifthere's not, Malfoy's gonna get scared out of his wits!" Fred said happily.
"I like the sound of this. Something that might have danger in it, and Malfoy, and something that even Fred says we should go to the headmaster about." Ron said. "So what is it?"
"A scheme." Hermione said evilly. "But a good scheme."
"Might I say It's the best idea I've had in a long time." Fred said smugly.
"You might." Hermione said, giggleing.
"You might tell us what it is!" Harry said. "Or is it one of those things you can't tell Ron."
"Cause I'll get out!" Ron said.
"No it's nothing like that! We're plotting against Malfoy." Hermione said quickly.
"Malfoy?" Harry said.
"Yes. Mal-foy. That Slytherin, real big git, ugly, greasy blonde hair..." Fred said. Hermione giggled.
"Ok! I get it. I'm just wondering why you're wasting your time thinking about that horrible person. He just tried hitting Ron out of no where." Harry said. Ron smirked.
"I gave him something to hit me about." He said.
"You didn't punch him that hard." Harry said.
"Yes I did."
"Na-ah."
"He'll proabably have another black eye!"
"Maybe a bump, but not a black eye!"
"Guys will you shut up for a minute?" Fred said loudly. Harry and Ron looked down, ashamed of themselves.
"Ginny, a word please?" Hermione called. Ginny slumped over and plunged into a seat next to the group.
"What?" She said, yawning.
"We need your help." Hermione said anxiously.
A/N:: Cliff hanger! I'm really sorry, but it's like four in the morning. I've got to get sleep. Review like you didn't last chapter. Bye then!
Fred and Hermione raced throught the halls.
"Fred do you even know where you're going?" Hermione said, straining to breathe.
"Of course!" Fred said. "He's been talking about this place for months. Been waiting to show someone. Told me exactly where it is." Fred turned a corner and stopped so suddenly at a door that Hermione kept running and was all the way down the hall when she noticed Fred had stopped. He smiled at her as she walked back.He opened the door to find a broom closet so big the whole Gryiffindor common room could fit in it twice. There were other doors, all numbered. Hermione soon found out they all led to more and more broom closets.
"This is ridiculus." Hermione whispered as they entered the 53rd broom closet.
"I didn't know the castle was this big. We must be underground." Fred said, opening another door.
"I wonder if Filch knows about this place?" Hermione said.
"It's not on the Maraurder's map." Fred said, pushing another door open. He expected it to be the same bland, box covered, odd smelling broom cupboard, but instead it was pitch black. Hermione lit her wand. There were skellitons all around, all of larger-than human creatures. This room was much colder than the others.
"We need to get out of here." Hermione said, grabbing Fred's arm and stomping out of the door. "What was that?" Hermione gasped as they opened doors and crossed through rooms.
"I have no clue. All I know is that I'm never going back there." Fred said. They made their way back to the exit and didn't speak until they were back in the common room. Fred and Hermione were still cold. They curled up on a sofa, trying to warm each other up. George came in a few minutes later looking goofy and dazed. He walked right passed them and went up to the boys' dormitory. Ginny stormed into the room soon after, crying and angry over Malfoy.
"He's not worth all this energy." Hermione said quietly.
"Hermione. Wait. Maybe that's just what Malfoy needs." Fred said.
"What do you mean?"
"That room. The cold one. Maybe we could just send him in there. Tell him there's something neat in it. Or that Ginny will meet him there."
"That would be mean, but in his curcumstances, I can't think of anyone who deserves that more." Hermione said slowly.
"What are you two planning?" Ginny said anxiously from where she sat in the corner of the common room.
"Malfoy's demise." Fred said simply and turned back to Hermione. "The only thing is, we don' know much about that room or how those skellitons got there or any of that stuff. It might be dangerous. We don't know." Ron and Harry came in.
"We could go to Dumbledore about it." Hermione suggested.
'What does she want to go to him for this time?" Harry asked, jokingly.
"No I think she has a point. Maybe we should, and ask him if there's anything dangerous there and ifthere's not, Malfoy's gonna get scared out of his wits!" Fred said happily.
"I like the sound of this. Something that might have danger in it, and Malfoy, and something that even Fred says we should go to the headmaster about." Ron said. "So what is it?"
"A scheme." Hermione said evilly. "But a good scheme."
"Might I say It's the best idea I've had in a long time." Fred said smugly.
"You might." Hermione said, giggleing.
"You might tell us what it is!" Harry said. "Or is it one of those things you can't tell Ron."
"Cause I'll get out!" Ron said.
"No it's nothing like that! We're plotting against Malfoy." Hermione said quickly.
"Malfoy?" Harry said.
"Yes. Mal-foy. That Slytherin, real big git, ugly, greasy blonde hair..." Fred said. Hermione giggled.
"Ok! I get it. I'm just wondering why you're wasting your time thinking about that horrible person. He just tried hitting Ron out of no where." Harry said. Ron smirked.
"I gave him something to hit me about." He said.
"You didn't punch him that hard." Harry said.
"Yes I did."
"Na-ah."
"He'll proabably have another black eye!"
"Maybe a bump, but not a black eye!"
"Guys will you shut up for a minute?" Fred said loudly. Harry and Ron looked down, ashamed of themselves.
"Ginny, a word please?" Hermione called. Ginny slumped over and plunged into a seat next to the group.
"What?" She said, yawning.
"We need your help." Hermione said anxiously.
A/N:: Cliff hanger! I'm really sorry, but it's like four in the morning. I've got to get sleep. Review like you didn't last chapter. Bye then!