Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
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Chapter 1: Where's Harry? Ron awoke; mad at himself for ever falling asleep in the first place. He and Harry had been given detention for hanging Snape's underwear all around the Great Hall. Hermione didn't want to come with them, claiming she had to do her Ancient Runes essay. They had been creeping back to Gryffendor tower when Peeves had come along.
"Where are you?" He had asked. "Are you a ghost or a wittle student? I should tell Filch if someone's sneaking around unseen."
Harry had tried pretending he was the Bloody Baron, like he had in first year, but Peeves had screeched,
"Students out of bed! Students out of bed! On the Grand Staircase near the seventh floor!"
They had tried to run for it, but Filch had appeared on the landing ahead. They turned around and tried to go the other way, only to trip headlong over Mrs. Norris. Ron had been made to scrub the bed pans and Harry to polish the trophies. Ron finished his job more quickly, and had hurried back to the common room to wait. Hang on! Why didn't Harry wake him up when he got back, like always? Ron tore up to the boy's dormitory, but Harry's bed was empty.
"What the?"
Ron raced down the boys' staircase, and started up the girls'.
"Hermione!" He shouted. "Harry's-"
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Chapter 1: Where's Harry? Ron awoke; mad at himself for ever falling asleep in the first place. He and Harry had been given detention for hanging Snape's underwear all around the Great Hall. Hermione didn't want to come with them, claiming she had to do her Ancient Runes essay. They had been creeping back to Gryffendor tower when Peeves had come along.
"Where are you?" He had asked. "Are you a ghost or a wittle student? I should tell Filch if someone's sneaking around unseen."
Harry had tried pretending he was the Bloody Baron, like he had in first year, but Peeves had screeched,
"Students out of bed! Students out of bed! On the Grand Staircase near the seventh floor!"
They had tried to run for it, but Filch had appeared on the landing ahead. They turned around and tried to go the other way, only to trip headlong over Mrs. Norris. Ron had been made to scrub the bed pans and Harry to polish the trophies. Ron finished his job more quickly, and had hurried back to the common room to wait. Hang on! Why didn't Harry wake him up when he got back, like always? Ron tore up to the boy's dormitory, but Harry's bed was empty.
"What the?"
Ron raced down the boys' staircase, and started up the girls'.
"Hermione!" He shouted. "Harry's-"