Chapter 37- Tracy The Witch
Hazel decided she would get into Hogsmelt and from there take the Night Bus. Getting
out of Hogwarts wasn't so hard. Most of the students were in class so the corridors were
empty.
Once outside the sun gave Hazel hope. She felt a little better since she got the biggest
part over. She had left Harry behind. Hazel didn't want Harry to be in anymore danger and Malfoy was no butterfly.
Upon entering Hogsmelt she stuck out her wand and watched as a purple bus appeared
before her. A pimply young man came out and offered to take her bags.
"I don't have any," replied Hazel.
"Wow Miss forgive me for being rude but you sure are a looker," he said.
"Thanks," said Hazel a little flattered as she handed him some gallons and told him Malfoy Manor. Since The Malfoys were well known Hazel figured he would know where that was.
Lying on the bed as the tress flew by Hazel felt something in her stomach jolt. She sat up
and it jolted again. She was going to be sick! She got up and ran to the bathroom before
her breakfast could be reviled to the other wizards on the bus.
She was in the bathroom having some of the worst five minutes of her life when she
heard a knock on the door.
"Miss are you OK?" said someone outside.
Hazel spit out the water she had in her mouth and said "yeah, thanks".
"Are you sure?" asked the witch.
Hazel opened the bathroom door and came out. "Yes, I'll be fine."
"Oh child you don't look so good. Here set down and eat this." The witch had brown
crimped hair and she wore a blue cloak. Her eyes where gray almost like Malfoys'. She
handed Hazel a bar of chocolate.
"My name is Tracy Breeze. I work to try to stop House Elf violence. It's a shame how we
treat them," said the witch now known as Tracy.
"Hazel Holiday. I'm a student at Hogwarts." Hazel held out her hand and the witch shook
it.
"My I see you once wore a ring. I bet it was a pretty one," she said as she looked at
Hazel's hand. Hazel could see where the Wither Watcher had made her skin a little paler
then the rest of her hand.
"I believe Harry Potter is in your school. Do you know him?" asked Tracy.
Hazel looked back down at her hands. "No I don't know him," she said quietly.
"Oh to bad. He's cute," said Tracy but she still look suspicious.
Hazel started to feel sick again when the bus stopped and the pimply boy yelled, "Malfoy
Manor".
Hazel thanked the witch and got off the bus. The sight in front of Hazel was a huge
manor that Hazel couldn't tell if it was beautiful or scary or just beautifully scary.
Hazel decided she would get into Hogsmelt and from there take the Night Bus. Getting
out of Hogwarts wasn't so hard. Most of the students were in class so the corridors were
empty.
Once outside the sun gave Hazel hope. She felt a little better since she got the biggest
part over. She had left Harry behind. Hazel didn't want Harry to be in anymore danger and Malfoy was no butterfly.
Upon entering Hogsmelt she stuck out her wand and watched as a purple bus appeared
before her. A pimply young man came out and offered to take her bags.
"I don't have any," replied Hazel.
"Wow Miss forgive me for being rude but you sure are a looker," he said.
"Thanks," said Hazel a little flattered as she handed him some gallons and told him Malfoy Manor. Since The Malfoys were well known Hazel figured he would know where that was.
Lying on the bed as the tress flew by Hazel felt something in her stomach jolt. She sat up
and it jolted again. She was going to be sick! She got up and ran to the bathroom before
her breakfast could be reviled to the other wizards on the bus.
She was in the bathroom having some of the worst five minutes of her life when she
heard a knock on the door.
"Miss are you OK?" said someone outside.
Hazel spit out the water she had in her mouth and said "yeah, thanks".
"Are you sure?" asked the witch.
Hazel opened the bathroom door and came out. "Yes, I'll be fine."
"Oh child you don't look so good. Here set down and eat this." The witch had brown
crimped hair and she wore a blue cloak. Her eyes where gray almost like Malfoys'. She
handed Hazel a bar of chocolate.
"My name is Tracy Breeze. I work to try to stop House Elf violence. It's a shame how we
treat them," said the witch now known as Tracy.
"Hazel Holiday. I'm a student at Hogwarts." Hazel held out her hand and the witch shook
it.
"My I see you once wore a ring. I bet it was a pretty one," she said as she looked at
Hazel's hand. Hazel could see where the Wither Watcher had made her skin a little paler
then the rest of her hand.
"I believe Harry Potter is in your school. Do you know him?" asked Tracy.
Hazel looked back down at her hands. "No I don't know him," she said quietly.
"Oh to bad. He's cute," said Tracy but she still look suspicious.
Hazel started to feel sick again when the bus stopped and the pimply boy yelled, "Malfoy
Manor".
Hazel thanked the witch and got off the bus. The sight in front of Hazel was a huge
manor that Hazel couldn't tell if it was beautiful or scary or just beautifully scary.