POTTY WEE POTTER
(A/N : This is my 8th Harry Potter fic. I do not own Harry Potter. )
Chapter 15
Harry had never seen a group of people more distraught including the night at the department of mysteries. The two friends of the dead Ravenclaw stood in utter silence staring and from the other side of the room Harry could here Ron's heavy breathing and Hermione crying.
"Don't you die on me Ronald !" She screamed through her tears, reminding Harry, Ginny and indeed the near dead Ron of Mrs Weasly. Harry had never seen Hermione so distraught and he had seen her the night her mother had died of cancer. A tear trickled down Ginny's face and both Luna and Neville had to turn away. Hermione clutched Ron with all her might not daring to let him go as the blood flowed down his arm. "Somebody get Madam Promfrey !" Hermione screamed again and Neville seemed more than willing to leave the situation but he didn't have the chance. As soon as he arrived at the door four teachers piled in. McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, Madam Pomfrey and Snape came charging in a soon Harry was aware that none of them had good news.
"The department of criminal insanity is here," McGonagall told Harry before turning white faced to Ron. Harry froze. He had been framed. It all worked out. Someone had sent him away from his hiding place and framed him for the murder of his best friends. But who ?
"You'd better run Potter !" The headmaster said uncharacteristically worried tone of voice, "Weasly is in good hands now." Harry paused. Where would he go, how would he escape from the castle if the Mungo's Wardens had already arrived. Flitwick seemed to read his mind.
"I think Dumbledore's phoenix is still in his office." The pint-sized charms teacher told him before helping to save Ron.
Harry took one look back at the room. All these teachers had decided to help him yet he was labelled as criminally insane. Ginny gave him a longing stare and then he ran out of the dungeon and up the stairs.
"I hope's okay" Ginny muttered to Luna before turning back to her brother.
~*~*~*~
"There he is !" Draco yelled as Potter arrived at the dungeon entrance to the entrance hall. He was right, there would be no chance of escape out the front door, ten maybe twelve people blocked the entrance. He quickly fired a mist spell before dashing up the stairs. It was pointless trying to apperate, no one could apperate in the Hogwarts grounds. And then it hit him as he ran up the marble staircase. Malfoy.
Malfoy had been the one who had warned him of the danger his friends would soon be in, Draco had hired the assassin and Draco had planned to frame him. He turned on the stairs and headed back down. He would get him for this !
It happened so fast Harry had no idea what had hit him. One second he had been charging down the marble staircase wand in hand and the next he was floating upward with a cold sensation under his armpits.
"He really is Potty Wee Potter," The poltergeist said from his left hand side as he and Moaning Myrtle lifted Harry up the staircase.
"Put me down !" Harry yelled but it was no use, the two ghosts carried him all the way to the entrance to Dumbledore's office where Trelawny stood panting.
"Dumbledore..." The divination teacher said through heavy breathing, "His brother told... him, he had..... Over heard Draco..." Moaning Myrtle and Peeves dropped Harry at the entrance before floating back down to help the raging battle that now took place on the ground floor of the castle. "He... said," Trelawny muttered again, "That the password is... Deatheater Traitor." And at that the griffin model moved aside to reveal the spiral staircase. Harry stared at it, and then turned to look back at the staircase at the end of the corridor.
"Go Harry," Trelawny muttered, "Go or you will be killed."
(A/N : This is my 8th Harry Potter fic. I do not own Harry Potter. )
Chapter 15
Harry had never seen a group of people more distraught including the night at the department of mysteries. The two friends of the dead Ravenclaw stood in utter silence staring and from the other side of the room Harry could here Ron's heavy breathing and Hermione crying.
"Don't you die on me Ronald !" She screamed through her tears, reminding Harry, Ginny and indeed the near dead Ron of Mrs Weasly. Harry had never seen Hermione so distraught and he had seen her the night her mother had died of cancer. A tear trickled down Ginny's face and both Luna and Neville had to turn away. Hermione clutched Ron with all her might not daring to let him go as the blood flowed down his arm. "Somebody get Madam Promfrey !" Hermione screamed again and Neville seemed more than willing to leave the situation but he didn't have the chance. As soon as he arrived at the door four teachers piled in. McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, Madam Pomfrey and Snape came charging in a soon Harry was aware that none of them had good news.
"The department of criminal insanity is here," McGonagall told Harry before turning white faced to Ron. Harry froze. He had been framed. It all worked out. Someone had sent him away from his hiding place and framed him for the murder of his best friends. But who ?
"You'd better run Potter !" The headmaster said uncharacteristically worried tone of voice, "Weasly is in good hands now." Harry paused. Where would he go, how would he escape from the castle if the Mungo's Wardens had already arrived. Flitwick seemed to read his mind.
"I think Dumbledore's phoenix is still in his office." The pint-sized charms teacher told him before helping to save Ron.
Harry took one look back at the room. All these teachers had decided to help him yet he was labelled as criminally insane. Ginny gave him a longing stare and then he ran out of the dungeon and up the stairs.
"I hope's okay" Ginny muttered to Luna before turning back to her brother.
~*~*~*~
"There he is !" Draco yelled as Potter arrived at the dungeon entrance to the entrance hall. He was right, there would be no chance of escape out the front door, ten maybe twelve people blocked the entrance. He quickly fired a mist spell before dashing up the stairs. It was pointless trying to apperate, no one could apperate in the Hogwarts grounds. And then it hit him as he ran up the marble staircase. Malfoy.
Malfoy had been the one who had warned him of the danger his friends would soon be in, Draco had hired the assassin and Draco had planned to frame him. He turned on the stairs and headed back down. He would get him for this !
It happened so fast Harry had no idea what had hit him. One second he had been charging down the marble staircase wand in hand and the next he was floating upward with a cold sensation under his armpits.
"He really is Potty Wee Potter," The poltergeist said from his left hand side as he and Moaning Myrtle lifted Harry up the staircase.
"Put me down !" Harry yelled but it was no use, the two ghosts carried him all the way to the entrance to Dumbledore's office where Trelawny stood panting.
"Dumbledore..." The divination teacher said through heavy breathing, "His brother told... him, he had..... Over heard Draco..." Moaning Myrtle and Peeves dropped Harry at the entrance before floating back down to help the raging battle that now took place on the ground floor of the castle. "He... said," Trelawny muttered again, "That the password is... Deatheater Traitor." And at that the griffin model moved aside to reveal the spiral staircase. Harry stared at it, and then turned to look back at the staircase at the end of the corridor.
"Go Harry," Trelawny muttered, "Go or you will be killed."