Chapter 15- One in Heaven, One in Hell
"What? What are you talking about?" asked Harry a bit alarmed.
"Harry someone one has been around Hazel and I think hurting her," said Hermione.
"Hermione are you referring to the hickey one her neck?" asked Harry.
"Yes and the bruises. Stairs couldn't have done that," she said.
Harry was thinking about all the clues that lead to someone hurting her. Then Hermione
spoke again.
"Harry you have to believe me. I mean isn't it funny that Hazel said Professor Sprout keep her late but I seen Sprout at lunch. Also Malfoy came in late with his hair all messed up and when I went out to the greenhouse it was a mess. I found Hazel in Hagrid's bed
sleeping."
Harry didn't have to hear anymore he was ready to kill. He turned around and headed for
the Slytherin common room. Hermione raced after him.
"Harry we can't get in to her, lets just wait till morning and talk to her about it," said
Hermione but Harry was already out of sight.
"Oh Hermione what have you done now?" Hermione thought to herself.
Harry felt filled with anger. He couldn't wait to strangle Malfoy until every breath was
out of his pathetic body.
Once he reached the painting to the room he yelled at the pictures to let him in.
"Let me in right now!!!" yelled Harry.
"I most certainly will not! You need the password and you aren't a member of this house
any ways, so I suggest you be going now," It snapped back.
Harry kicked the dungeon wall and only added pain to what he was already feeling. Hermione walked up to him quietly and spoke softly.
"Harry there's nothing to do. Lets go back.."
Harry looked up at her like he was going insane "I can't just leave her in there. I mean he
could be hurting her now and I'm just standing here."
"Harry please just come back to the Gryffindor room with me. I will give you some
sleeping potion and you can get some well deserved sleep," said Hermione putting her arm around his shoulders.
His insides were burning. The thought, just the thought of that slimy grease-ball Malfoy
hurting his Egyptian beauty was sickening to him. Starting to fell a little dizzy Harry
agreed to let Hermione talk him back up to the Gryffindor common room.
Hazel was in her room writing some of Harry's book. She was on his 2nd year. Hazel
thought it would be a good idea to get some of Ginny's memory on the whole Tom Riddle thing. She sighed to herself "I have missed a great deal of Harry's life. With all the misfortune he has had I do hope our relationship is a bit easier on him."
Hazel had been in some pretty bad relationships in her past but none to sirious. She had
never felt this way about someone and well it was rather scary and yet at the same time
enchanting. Harry made Hazel feel like she was on estacy. Every fantasy, every dream,
every hope of hers now seemed to be held by Harry.
Hazel smiled to her self and laid back on her covers life was so addicting with Harry in it.
*I hope you like it!!! A lot more coming soon.
"What? What are you talking about?" asked Harry a bit alarmed.
"Harry someone one has been around Hazel and I think hurting her," said Hermione.
"Hermione are you referring to the hickey one her neck?" asked Harry.
"Yes and the bruises. Stairs couldn't have done that," she said.
Harry was thinking about all the clues that lead to someone hurting her. Then Hermione
spoke again.
"Harry you have to believe me. I mean isn't it funny that Hazel said Professor Sprout keep her late but I seen Sprout at lunch. Also Malfoy came in late with his hair all messed up and when I went out to the greenhouse it was a mess. I found Hazel in Hagrid's bed
sleeping."
Harry didn't have to hear anymore he was ready to kill. He turned around and headed for
the Slytherin common room. Hermione raced after him.
"Harry we can't get in to her, lets just wait till morning and talk to her about it," said
Hermione but Harry was already out of sight.
"Oh Hermione what have you done now?" Hermione thought to herself.
Harry felt filled with anger. He couldn't wait to strangle Malfoy until every breath was
out of his pathetic body.
Once he reached the painting to the room he yelled at the pictures to let him in.
"Let me in right now!!!" yelled Harry.
"I most certainly will not! You need the password and you aren't a member of this house
any ways, so I suggest you be going now," It snapped back.
Harry kicked the dungeon wall and only added pain to what he was already feeling. Hermione walked up to him quietly and spoke softly.
"Harry there's nothing to do. Lets go back.."
Harry looked up at her like he was going insane "I can't just leave her in there. I mean he
could be hurting her now and I'm just standing here."
"Harry please just come back to the Gryffindor room with me. I will give you some
sleeping potion and you can get some well deserved sleep," said Hermione putting her arm around his shoulders.
His insides were burning. The thought, just the thought of that slimy grease-ball Malfoy
hurting his Egyptian beauty was sickening to him. Starting to fell a little dizzy Harry
agreed to let Hermione talk him back up to the Gryffindor common room.
Hazel was in her room writing some of Harry's book. She was on his 2nd year. Hazel
thought it would be a good idea to get some of Ginny's memory on the whole Tom Riddle thing. She sighed to herself "I have missed a great deal of Harry's life. With all the misfortune he has had I do hope our relationship is a bit easier on him."
Hazel had been in some pretty bad relationships in her past but none to sirious. She had
never felt this way about someone and well it was rather scary and yet at the same time
enchanting. Harry made Hazel feel like she was on estacy. Every fantasy, every dream,
every hope of hers now seemed to be held by Harry.
Hazel smiled to her self and laid back on her covers life was so addicting with Harry in it.
*I hope you like it!!! A lot more coming soon.