Hermione suspects
Disclaimer: I am not J.K Rowling and this story is purely out of my imagination.
continued from The Fall
"Ron, there is a You-Know-Who supporter in Hogwarts disguising as a teacher!"
"What rubbish are you talking about?" Ron said in a worried whisper.
"I don't know. I mean I saw Vold. You-Know-Who talking to Wormtail. He said something about controlling one of the teachers in Hogwarts and some other person." Harry said hurriedly. "We have to do something."
"Are you absolutely sure?" Ron replied then muttered softly. "Why does it always happen to you?"
"Yes. I suppose my Occlumency failed me."
"Well, it may not be a bad thing. At least we know that there are spies in Hogwarts. Should we tell Professor Dumbledore?"
"There is a possibility that I was really dreaming."
"Yeah. 0 out of a 100 percent you were dreaming. Oh just get some sleep. I'll go back to the dormitory and tell Hermione about it."
"No one else OK?"
"No one else. I've really got to get going before the other prefects realise that I am missing."
"Goodbye." Harry said while stifling a yawn. All these talk had made him sleepy too. He placed his head on the soft pillow and slept till dawn.
"Wake up Harry. I believe you should be able to head to your classes now,"said Madam Pomfrey. "You're arm's okay."
"Yeah," replied Harry while trying to get out of bed. He pushed away the covers and headed to the Great Hall to have breakfast and to meet up with his two bosom friends.
"It's great to see you, Harry." Hermione exclaimed upon meeting Harry. "I'm not pressing you but I think you should try to recall what happened during your dream."
"Can't you at least let him eat?" Ron said to Hermione while spooning a large amount of porridge to his bowl. Hermione rolled her eyes. "It's not as simple as you think, Ron."
"Quit it you two. I'll eat first then tell you what happened during my dream." Harry said exasperatedly.
After their breakfast, the trio headed to their first class----History of Magic with Professor Binns.
"Just your notes, you won't be so stingy will you?" Ron pleaded with Hermione. Ron had been pestering Hermione for her History notes ever since Harry reminded him that the History class test was next week.
"You two should have listened during class."
"It's not our fault that Professor Binns's class is THE MOST boring class ever. In fact, I'm surprised that you don't even yawn throughout his class." Ron said.
Harry did not say anything, as he was too deep in thought. He almost walked right into the classroom door. Harry, Ron and Hermione took their seats in the classroom and the class began.
"Good morning students," Professor Binns said in a rush. "I am sorry to tell you that I have to go for a special conferencing for History professors and cannot take you. Therefore I will give you homework and Professor McGonagall will be coming in to take all of you, so just keep quiet till Professor McGonagall has arrived." He said before dashing out of the classroom.
"Well that's good," Ron said surprised.
"Maybe not. Now we don't even have the last chance to listen to a lesson of History." Harry replied. Hermione turned around and passed the History homework to them.
"Happy doing," Hermione said with an evil glint in her eye.
"Oh! Help me." Ron said in a mocked begging voice. Hermione rolled her eyes once again.
"One day, I tell you. Hermione's eyes will get stuck up there." Ron exclaimed
" If you would only be serious. Now Harry, tell me about the dream." Hermione said.
"I."
"He'll tell you only if you give us the answers." Ron said immediately.
"Okay, Okay I give up on you two. Here Muriel the Magical lived in 1879. She liked being noticed so she purposely appeared in front of Muggles to scare them. Now tell me what you had in your dream, Harry, quickly."
"Cool it. Okay, I heard Voldemort speaking to Wormtail about a teacher they were controlling at Hogwarts. Oh yes, they talked about a girl with feeble powers too."
"A girl with feeble powers, hmmm. But anyone to the reborn Voldemort is considered feeble. Who could it be?"
Suddenly everyone kept quiet. Professor McGonagall had arrived.
"I suppose that every one of you have homework. Do it now!" she barked.
Everyone was startled and jumped for their quills and started scribbling on their History homework whether they knew it or not.
'Longbottom, I want to see you," Professor McGonagall said.
Neville walked nervously out of the classroom. Harry felt sorry for him. After finishing two questions on his History homework (of course with much help from Hermione) Neville came back in looking very frightened.
"What happened?" Harry asked Neville.
"I've got detention!" Neville replied.
"Why?" Hermione asked.
"Because I failed my transfiguration homework!"
Harry thought: Professor McGonagall used to be kinder to Neville than any other students because he was always confused. She usually scolded Neville but not give him detention. How come this time... He never got to finish thinking as Professor McGonagall came in and said, "That's the end of the lesson pack up your things and head to the potions."
The students silently packed their things and headed to have potions with the Slytherins.
"Where's Hermione?" asked Harry.
"She's probably asking Professor McGonagall something." Ron replied. "We better get going, I sure don' want to be late.
Potions passed very safely, no one poisoned and no one hurt. Snape did not like these types of lessons. He snarled at them before leaving the dungeon. The other classes passed quickly and it was dinner time.
"There is a possibility that Snape is the teacher they are using." Ron said to Harry and Hermione.
"Ron, you always think that Snape is the one behind all these. He saved Harry before, I don't suppose he's behind it." Hermione replied.
"Stop talking about it!" Harry said obviously irritated. "Let's just get going."
They headed to the Great Hall for dinner and then strolled back to their dormitory each of them thinking hard.
"Gerntawen" Harry said upon reaching the Gryffindor dormitory. The fat lady portrait swung open.
"I wonder. Who could it be?" Hermione asked herself as she climbed through the portrait hole. Suddenly, her eyes lit up. "Don't tell me it's.."
"Who?" Ron and Harry asked.
"Nothing. Umm I got to go to the library." Hermione said as she dashed out of the dormitory. Harry and Ron just stood there bewildered.
An hour passed and Hermione was still not back. Ron asked Harry "I wished I had understood what she said."
"Me too."
Just then Hermione appeared crawling through the portrait hole. Her face was as white as a sheet.
"What happened?" Ron asked.
"Professor McGonagall, Professor McGonagall is the teacher that Voldemort is using." Hermione said obviously shaken. ________________________________________________________________________
Okay this is the fourth story and I hope I will have more reviews. I'm getting less and less. (
Disclaimer: I am not J.K Rowling and this story is purely out of my imagination.
continued from The Fall
"Ron, there is a You-Know-Who supporter in Hogwarts disguising as a teacher!"
"What rubbish are you talking about?" Ron said in a worried whisper.
"I don't know. I mean I saw Vold. You-Know-Who talking to Wormtail. He said something about controlling one of the teachers in Hogwarts and some other person." Harry said hurriedly. "We have to do something."
"Are you absolutely sure?" Ron replied then muttered softly. "Why does it always happen to you?"
"Yes. I suppose my Occlumency failed me."
"Well, it may not be a bad thing. At least we know that there are spies in Hogwarts. Should we tell Professor Dumbledore?"
"There is a possibility that I was really dreaming."
"Yeah. 0 out of a 100 percent you were dreaming. Oh just get some sleep. I'll go back to the dormitory and tell Hermione about it."
"No one else OK?"
"No one else. I've really got to get going before the other prefects realise that I am missing."
"Goodbye." Harry said while stifling a yawn. All these talk had made him sleepy too. He placed his head on the soft pillow and slept till dawn.
"Wake up Harry. I believe you should be able to head to your classes now,"said Madam Pomfrey. "You're arm's okay."
"Yeah," replied Harry while trying to get out of bed. He pushed away the covers and headed to the Great Hall to have breakfast and to meet up with his two bosom friends.
"It's great to see you, Harry." Hermione exclaimed upon meeting Harry. "I'm not pressing you but I think you should try to recall what happened during your dream."
"Can't you at least let him eat?" Ron said to Hermione while spooning a large amount of porridge to his bowl. Hermione rolled her eyes. "It's not as simple as you think, Ron."
"Quit it you two. I'll eat first then tell you what happened during my dream." Harry said exasperatedly.
After their breakfast, the trio headed to their first class----History of Magic with Professor Binns.
"Just your notes, you won't be so stingy will you?" Ron pleaded with Hermione. Ron had been pestering Hermione for her History notes ever since Harry reminded him that the History class test was next week.
"You two should have listened during class."
"It's not our fault that Professor Binns's class is THE MOST boring class ever. In fact, I'm surprised that you don't even yawn throughout his class." Ron said.
Harry did not say anything, as he was too deep in thought. He almost walked right into the classroom door. Harry, Ron and Hermione took their seats in the classroom and the class began.
"Good morning students," Professor Binns said in a rush. "I am sorry to tell you that I have to go for a special conferencing for History professors and cannot take you. Therefore I will give you homework and Professor McGonagall will be coming in to take all of you, so just keep quiet till Professor McGonagall has arrived." He said before dashing out of the classroom.
"Well that's good," Ron said surprised.
"Maybe not. Now we don't even have the last chance to listen to a lesson of History." Harry replied. Hermione turned around and passed the History homework to them.
"Happy doing," Hermione said with an evil glint in her eye.
"Oh! Help me." Ron said in a mocked begging voice. Hermione rolled her eyes once again.
"One day, I tell you. Hermione's eyes will get stuck up there." Ron exclaimed
" If you would only be serious. Now Harry, tell me about the dream." Hermione said.
"I."
"He'll tell you only if you give us the answers." Ron said immediately.
"Okay, Okay I give up on you two. Here Muriel the Magical lived in 1879. She liked being noticed so she purposely appeared in front of Muggles to scare them. Now tell me what you had in your dream, Harry, quickly."
"Cool it. Okay, I heard Voldemort speaking to Wormtail about a teacher they were controlling at Hogwarts. Oh yes, they talked about a girl with feeble powers too."
"A girl with feeble powers, hmmm. But anyone to the reborn Voldemort is considered feeble. Who could it be?"
Suddenly everyone kept quiet. Professor McGonagall had arrived.
"I suppose that every one of you have homework. Do it now!" she barked.
Everyone was startled and jumped for their quills and started scribbling on their History homework whether they knew it or not.
'Longbottom, I want to see you," Professor McGonagall said.
Neville walked nervously out of the classroom. Harry felt sorry for him. After finishing two questions on his History homework (of course with much help from Hermione) Neville came back in looking very frightened.
"What happened?" Harry asked Neville.
"I've got detention!" Neville replied.
"Why?" Hermione asked.
"Because I failed my transfiguration homework!"
Harry thought: Professor McGonagall used to be kinder to Neville than any other students because he was always confused. She usually scolded Neville but not give him detention. How come this time... He never got to finish thinking as Professor McGonagall came in and said, "That's the end of the lesson pack up your things and head to the potions."
The students silently packed their things and headed to have potions with the Slytherins.
"Where's Hermione?" asked Harry.
"She's probably asking Professor McGonagall something." Ron replied. "We better get going, I sure don' want to be late.
Potions passed very safely, no one poisoned and no one hurt. Snape did not like these types of lessons. He snarled at them before leaving the dungeon. The other classes passed quickly and it was dinner time.
"There is a possibility that Snape is the teacher they are using." Ron said to Harry and Hermione.
"Ron, you always think that Snape is the one behind all these. He saved Harry before, I don't suppose he's behind it." Hermione replied.
"Stop talking about it!" Harry said obviously irritated. "Let's just get going."
They headed to the Great Hall for dinner and then strolled back to their dormitory each of them thinking hard.
"Gerntawen" Harry said upon reaching the Gryffindor dormitory. The fat lady portrait swung open.
"I wonder. Who could it be?" Hermione asked herself as she climbed through the portrait hole. Suddenly, her eyes lit up. "Don't tell me it's.."
"Who?" Ron and Harry asked.
"Nothing. Umm I got to go to the library." Hermione said as she dashed out of the dormitory. Harry and Ron just stood there bewildered.
An hour passed and Hermione was still not back. Ron asked Harry "I wished I had understood what she said."
"Me too."
Just then Hermione appeared crawling through the portrait hole. Her face was as white as a sheet.
"What happened?" Ron asked.
"Professor McGonagall, Professor McGonagall is the teacher that Voldemort is using." Hermione said obviously shaken. ________________________________________________________________________
Okay this is the fourth story and I hope I will have more reviews. I'm getting less and less. (