The Fall
Disclaimer: J.K Rowling owns all the Harry Potter books not me, as simple as that.
________________________________________________________________________ continued from Is That Hermione?
He thought "Hermione!"
Harry had mixed feelings. Surprised because Hermione had never used other people's things without asking and suspicious of why Hermione went out under the Invisibility Cloak without asking Ron or himself to go with her. Harry decided to investigate after the DA meeting.
"Why did you take so long, Harry. Did you find Hermione?" Ron asked Harry when he stepped back into the Room of Requirement.
"Yes, I'll tell you more after the meeting" replied Harry as he walked over to Michael Corner to help him.
"See all of you next week same time, same place." Harry told the DA members. Not wanting to attract attention, he instructed them to go out in pairs, a pair at a time. When everybody had gone, Ron immediately started to ask questions but Harry refused to answer any of them till they reached the Gryffindor dormitory.
"Petrifindous" Harry said to the Fat Lady's portrait as it swung open. Ron scrambled through the hole before Harry.
"So what exactly happened? Where did Hermione go?" Ron started asking. Harry told Ron what he saw and discussed ideas on why Hermione may have done that. But when the ideas started to get more and more dangerous and weird, Harry spoke up "It might not have even been Hermione, Ron. Maybe I saw wrongly." Ron did not say anything he just yawned.
"I reckon we better get to sleep and ask Hermione tomorrow, if not, we'll probably be half asleep during Binns class."
"Yeah, good idea. Goodnight."
"Goodnight."
"I really have to rush Harry. Ron! Stop bugging me." Hermione said irritatedly the next day. The two boys were so eager to find out the truth that they did not realise that they had been bugging Hermione since breakfast.
"Stop avoiding the issue, Hermione." Harry said in a somewhat firm voice. "I want to know why you used the Invisibility Cloak yesterday night without telling me."
"I said sorry a million times already, Harry. Just forget about it, OK." Hermione replied with a bit of anger. "Stop pulling me already, Ron. I'm not going to the crazy old bat, Trelawney's Divination class." Ron was quite taken aback because he had never heard Hermione say a teacher a crazy old bat. The minute he let go, Hermione hurried to the Arithmetic classroom.
"What's eating her?" Ron asked Harry while they were walking towards the North Tower for their Divination class with Trelawney.
"Guess we are a little annoying."
"Whatever." They reached the Divination classroom. The strong smell of perfume made Harry feel heavy and sleepy. He dragged his feet to a table far away from Trelawney as he did not want to be recognised by her and be predicted his death.
"Welcome back to Divination, where your Inner Eye is needed more than ever." A wispy voice came from in front of Harry. Because of the thick mist, Harry could not see well but he could swear that that was the most hated voice in his life (except from the Dursleys)-Trelawney's.
"I see Miss Brown has improved over the holidays. She has already filled up her charts. You made a mistake, Miss Brown. You will suffer from acute cold, not fever."
"As if it would make any difference." Ron whispered to Harry.
"To her, yes." Harry whispered back.
"Today, we will be touching on palmistry. One of the most complicated divination lessons ever. I need your full attention before you do hands-on work. No pun intended." Professor Trelawney said before laughing a mysterious laugh. Ron rolled his eyes. After much explaining, Professor Trelawney asked them to get to groups and start reading each other's palms.
"Hmm.looks bad Harry, I reckon it is the death palm line. See, it looks like an arrow doesn't it. That bodes badly, you'll probably die, let's see, the end of June?" Ron said in a Trelawney mimicked voice.
"Cut it out, Ron", said Harry while trying to stifle back a laugh. "We better get to work before Trelawney gives us some extra homework to do." He said as he dragged Ron's hand across the table for a better look at his palm lines.
"Pack your things and don't forget to write down a whole list of things that would be happening to you this whole week." Professor Trelawney announced. Harry and Ron gathered their things and strolled down the stairs, only to meet up with Hermione who was telling them again that Professor Vector had not given her any homework.
"I'm telling you, you should take up Arithmetic and drop that crazy Divination class. I don't suppose that class helped you in anyway except for making up excuses."
"Forget it, Hermione and I'll forget about what happened last night." Harry said
Hermione immediately became quiet.
"By the way, Harry and I will be having Quidditch practice tonight. If you want to watch us, you can come to the pitch."
"And miss out all the work I could've done. No thanks."
"Whatever, I don't really care." said Ron who then said under his breath "Typical Hermione Granger".
Lessons past as slow as they would have gone. And it seemed like forever till dinner.
"I'm starving, wonder what's there to eat?" questioned Ron.
"You had better not eat too much, Ron. We don't want you to vomit in the middle of practice." Harry told him.
"I'll control myself." Ron assured to Harry. "By the way, where's Hermione?"
"Needless to say, the library."
They took their places at the Gryffindor table.
"I have nothing much to say, just Bribble, Looney and Fushia. You may begin now." Professor Dumbledore said with a smile on his face. Ron gobbled down his food, though often being chided by Harry not to eat too much.
"Let's get going" said Ron eagerly. "I don't want to be late."
"OK", said Harry as he swallowed the pudding he had in his mouth and left the table.
"Just in time, you guys. We're just about to start." Katie Bell the Gryffindor Quidditch captain said.
"Mount your brooms, and..lift off." Katie said in a grand voice. The wind was blowing in Harry's face as he flew around on his Firebolt. He was having so much fun when suddenly, a bludger came whizzing past his ear. "Sorry, didn't see that." the new beater said.
"Never mind." Harry told him. How he wished that Fred and George Weasley would return. Not after long, Harry was up in the air again. Then suddenly, his whole body felt light and he could feel his body slumping down on the pitch below him. After that everything went blank.
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"My Lord, I'm back. I have found the perfect person."
"Who, Wormtail, who?" the voice questioned.
"The teacher, the teacher." The first voice said sounding rather scared.
"Oh I see, so you have found the teacher useful. Use the teacher."
"Yes, my Lord."
"How about the other one?"
"I am able to control her because of her feeble powers."
"Yours isn't any better." the second voice said menacingly as his voice trailed off.
"Harry! Harry!" a familiar voice said. Harry opened his eyes only to find that he was in the hospital wing and the person next to him was Ron.
"Ron, there is a You-Know-Who supporter in Hogwarts disguising as a teacher!" ________________________________________________________________________
This is the third chapter I wrote and I am getting more and more engrossed. Hope you'll review.
Disclaimer: J.K Rowling owns all the Harry Potter books not me, as simple as that.
________________________________________________________________________ continued from Is That Hermione?
He thought "Hermione!"
Harry had mixed feelings. Surprised because Hermione had never used other people's things without asking and suspicious of why Hermione went out under the Invisibility Cloak without asking Ron or himself to go with her. Harry decided to investigate after the DA meeting.
"Why did you take so long, Harry. Did you find Hermione?" Ron asked Harry when he stepped back into the Room of Requirement.
"Yes, I'll tell you more after the meeting" replied Harry as he walked over to Michael Corner to help him.
"See all of you next week same time, same place." Harry told the DA members. Not wanting to attract attention, he instructed them to go out in pairs, a pair at a time. When everybody had gone, Ron immediately started to ask questions but Harry refused to answer any of them till they reached the Gryffindor dormitory.
"Petrifindous" Harry said to the Fat Lady's portrait as it swung open. Ron scrambled through the hole before Harry.
"So what exactly happened? Where did Hermione go?" Ron started asking. Harry told Ron what he saw and discussed ideas on why Hermione may have done that. But when the ideas started to get more and more dangerous and weird, Harry spoke up "It might not have even been Hermione, Ron. Maybe I saw wrongly." Ron did not say anything he just yawned.
"I reckon we better get to sleep and ask Hermione tomorrow, if not, we'll probably be half asleep during Binns class."
"Yeah, good idea. Goodnight."
"Goodnight."
"I really have to rush Harry. Ron! Stop bugging me." Hermione said irritatedly the next day. The two boys were so eager to find out the truth that they did not realise that they had been bugging Hermione since breakfast.
"Stop avoiding the issue, Hermione." Harry said in a somewhat firm voice. "I want to know why you used the Invisibility Cloak yesterday night without telling me."
"I said sorry a million times already, Harry. Just forget about it, OK." Hermione replied with a bit of anger. "Stop pulling me already, Ron. I'm not going to the crazy old bat, Trelawney's Divination class." Ron was quite taken aback because he had never heard Hermione say a teacher a crazy old bat. The minute he let go, Hermione hurried to the Arithmetic classroom.
"What's eating her?" Ron asked Harry while they were walking towards the North Tower for their Divination class with Trelawney.
"Guess we are a little annoying."
"Whatever." They reached the Divination classroom. The strong smell of perfume made Harry feel heavy and sleepy. He dragged his feet to a table far away from Trelawney as he did not want to be recognised by her and be predicted his death.
"Welcome back to Divination, where your Inner Eye is needed more than ever." A wispy voice came from in front of Harry. Because of the thick mist, Harry could not see well but he could swear that that was the most hated voice in his life (except from the Dursleys)-Trelawney's.
"I see Miss Brown has improved over the holidays. She has already filled up her charts. You made a mistake, Miss Brown. You will suffer from acute cold, not fever."
"As if it would make any difference." Ron whispered to Harry.
"To her, yes." Harry whispered back.
"Today, we will be touching on palmistry. One of the most complicated divination lessons ever. I need your full attention before you do hands-on work. No pun intended." Professor Trelawney said before laughing a mysterious laugh. Ron rolled his eyes. After much explaining, Professor Trelawney asked them to get to groups and start reading each other's palms.
"Hmm.looks bad Harry, I reckon it is the death palm line. See, it looks like an arrow doesn't it. That bodes badly, you'll probably die, let's see, the end of June?" Ron said in a Trelawney mimicked voice.
"Cut it out, Ron", said Harry while trying to stifle back a laugh. "We better get to work before Trelawney gives us some extra homework to do." He said as he dragged Ron's hand across the table for a better look at his palm lines.
"Pack your things and don't forget to write down a whole list of things that would be happening to you this whole week." Professor Trelawney announced. Harry and Ron gathered their things and strolled down the stairs, only to meet up with Hermione who was telling them again that Professor Vector had not given her any homework.
"I'm telling you, you should take up Arithmetic and drop that crazy Divination class. I don't suppose that class helped you in anyway except for making up excuses."
"Forget it, Hermione and I'll forget about what happened last night." Harry said
Hermione immediately became quiet.
"By the way, Harry and I will be having Quidditch practice tonight. If you want to watch us, you can come to the pitch."
"And miss out all the work I could've done. No thanks."
"Whatever, I don't really care." said Ron who then said under his breath "Typical Hermione Granger".
Lessons past as slow as they would have gone. And it seemed like forever till dinner.
"I'm starving, wonder what's there to eat?" questioned Ron.
"You had better not eat too much, Ron. We don't want you to vomit in the middle of practice." Harry told him.
"I'll control myself." Ron assured to Harry. "By the way, where's Hermione?"
"Needless to say, the library."
They took their places at the Gryffindor table.
"I have nothing much to say, just Bribble, Looney and Fushia. You may begin now." Professor Dumbledore said with a smile on his face. Ron gobbled down his food, though often being chided by Harry not to eat too much.
"Let's get going" said Ron eagerly. "I don't want to be late."
"OK", said Harry as he swallowed the pudding he had in his mouth and left the table.
"Just in time, you guys. We're just about to start." Katie Bell the Gryffindor Quidditch captain said.
"Mount your brooms, and..lift off." Katie said in a grand voice. The wind was blowing in Harry's face as he flew around on his Firebolt. He was having so much fun when suddenly, a bludger came whizzing past his ear. "Sorry, didn't see that." the new beater said.
"Never mind." Harry told him. How he wished that Fred and George Weasley would return. Not after long, Harry was up in the air again. Then suddenly, his whole body felt light and he could feel his body slumping down on the pitch below him. After that everything went blank.
________________________________________________________________________
"My Lord, I'm back. I have found the perfect person."
"Who, Wormtail, who?" the voice questioned.
"The teacher, the teacher." The first voice said sounding rather scared.
"Oh I see, so you have found the teacher useful. Use the teacher."
"Yes, my Lord."
"How about the other one?"
"I am able to control her because of her feeble powers."
"Yours isn't any better." the second voice said menacingly as his voice trailed off.
"Harry! Harry!" a familiar voice said. Harry opened his eyes only to find that he was in the hospital wing and the person next to him was Ron.
"Ron, there is a You-Know-Who supporter in Hogwarts disguising as a teacher!" ________________________________________________________________________
This is the third chapter I wrote and I am getting more and more engrossed. Hope you'll review.