Ch 10 Christmas
It was Saturday, Hogsmade trip was here, as many students were so willing to leave the castle for a full day of excitement at Hogsmade, we decided to stay. After everyone had left, we stayed back in our common room.
'Hermione, are you coming?' Harry asked.
'No, I have something to do, I need to practice saying you-know-who's name, I don't want to be teased anymore.' Hermione replied.
'Voldemort's name?' said a voice so suddenly that Harry jumped, Hermione screamed and I flinch.
'Wicked!' I said.
'When did you arrive? We didn't see you coming or anything.' said Harry.
'Just. You see, I was about to go to Hogsmade when I decided to pay you three a little visit, not to worry, I just wanted to see if you were up to anything. Well then, I'll be off.' said Dumbledore.
'You still haven't answered my question yet.' said Harry.
'Oh, I apparated here. See you then.' said Dumbledore before disapparating.
'Oh, am I the only person in this school who reads Hogwarts, A History, other than Professer Binns? You can't apparate or disapparate within school grounds, it's been enchanted with spells that...' said Hermione as we left under the invisibility cloak.
We walked out and headed towards the stairs to the third story. Harry tried to open the door but to no avail.
'Where's Hermione when you need her?' I asked.
'Alohormora!' said Harry as the lock released and the door swung open to receive us.
'Wicked!' I carefully followed Harry across the corridor as quietly as possible as we retraced the steps we had taken the day we were attacked. I kept tripping on the invisibility cloak which was entirely a waste of effort as we didn't even need in the first place, not when nobody would ever catch us here. We moved silently across the room. Then we heard it again, that same sizzling sound that came from the pictures in the room.
We followed the sound and soon, we were back in the room where we were attacked.
Suddenly, I heard that same evil sizzle we heard the last time, then I saw it again, flying towards me. I ducked and it missed me narrowly by my ear. I turned around and reached down in my robes for my wand, I heard Harry wipped out his and he shouted, 'Expelliarmus!' The thing flew backwards hit the wall. We quickly walked towards it and I saw it clearly for the first time. It was small, brown and had beef and cheese.
'Oh, I know what that is.' I said.
'A bludger, no, a burger?' suggested Harry.
'It's not just a burger, it's the Flying Hambludger! I heard Fred and George talking about it once. It's very extremely absolutely evil, it attacks it's opponent by flying and hitting them on their faces, not to mention it is dangerous, very dangerous. It's final attack would be squirting tomato sauce and throwing cheese at them then flying away.
'Yes that's me, and I'm going to knock the stuffings out of you! No, I'll show you my final attack, watch.' it said.
'Expell-' shouted Harry again as it started spraying tomato sauce all over the place. I opened my mouth to scream but only tasted sweet tomato sauce. Then I heard it sizzle evily and then the place went silent again.
'Is it gone?' I asked wiping tomato sauce out of my eyes. I turned to Harry and found him sitting on the floor, holding something brown in his hands.
'Harry?' I walked a little closer.
'Hmmm, it's delicious!' said Harry.
'Wicked! Can I have some?' I said.
It was nearly Christmas, and Professer Mcgonagall had begun walking around taking down names of those who wanted to stay over for Christmas, we were one of the first who wrote down our names. Neville wanted to stay but his very old grandmother wouldn't let him. The bad thing was, Malfoy was staying too, and if he was staying, Crabbe and Goyle was obviously staying. The good thing was, we've just received news that the new keeper who took over Wood had retired, and I got to be the new keeper.
On Christmas eve, when the whole school was almost empty, and we had nothing to do, so we roamed the school on our own. We met Mcgonagall in one of the corridors outside the transfiguration.
'Professer, I would like to know how's Hagrid's case going?' Hermione asked.
'He's been released, yesterday.' she replied.
'Really? But I didn't know, I should have read the Daily Prophet.' Hermione said.
'But where's he?' Harry asked.
'I don't know, I think you should go and ask Professer Dumbledore, he's probably here by now.' Mcgonagall replied.
In the late afternoon, we had a game of snow fight with Fred and George while Ginny preferred to sit with Hermione and watch us play instead.
Suddenly, the small ugly thing appeared. It was wearing some ugly pillow case and was shivering madly. It walked up to Harry and said, 'Harry Potter must to go back to the girl's toilet of Moaning Myrtle. There's a plot, a plot to make most terrible things happen.' it said.
'Bloody Hell Harry, it knows your name!' I said.
'What terrible things, who's plotting them?' asked Harry.
'Dobby...must...say...Arrrggg...!' it said.
'Then say it.' shouted George.
'Alright, Moaning Myrtle's there, and she's plotting to throw books at you if you go, and...errr...I....errr...' it said.
'What?' asked Harry.
'I'm bathing there.' it said quickly.
'Is there a problem?' asked Fred.
'Wicked!' I said.
We stopped in the evening when the snow was getting heavy, and walked back to the Great Hall which now smelt strongly of food. We turned towards the Slytherin's table and saw Malfoy standing there sneering at us.
'Yes, Potter, feeling really unwanted? Nevermind, you've got your Weasley and Mudblood to be your friend.' Crabbe and Goyle sniggered loudly and they turned back.
'Well, at least we don't have any who goes around desprately trying to get attention here' said Fred. We snorted.
Just then Dumbledore apprated and sat down. Hermione sighed.
'Gather round, gather round, can you all see me, can you all hear me? Excellent. Now, Professer Lockhart has granted me permission to sit with you, so don't mind.' He got up and walked towards the Gryffindor table and sat down, then waved for the other students and teachers to come.
'Er, Professer, where's Hagrid?' Harry asked. Dumbledore stared at Harry.
'I meant he's just been released, hasn't he?' Harry asked again.
'Oh really? Hagrid's been released? When? Why didn't any of you tell me, ho, ho, you should have said eariler, let's tuck in. said Dumbledore. We looked at each other.
We started pulling crackers and Dumbledore kept laughing really loudly which sounded like he was roaring.
When Snape put on his hat with a vulture on top, Dumbledore started laughing.
'Haw, Haw, Haw, you look like, Haw... me...Haw, Haw... but you are too ugly, Haw, Haw, Poppy, you look like a BEE! Haw, Haw, Haw...! You are fat! Minerva, you are too old for that, take that down, I think I'll suit it more! Haw, Haw... look at, Haw... me, I look good! Haw, Haw, Haw, Haw...!' went Dumbledore.
After Christmas Dinner, we went to look for Moaning Myrtle to throw books at her as her Christmas present.
We walked up to the girl's bathroom. Moaning Myrtle was sitting alone and she smiled when we walked in.
'We brought your Christmas presents, Myrtle, books!' I yelled. Then Dumbledore suddenly apparated here. Hermione sighed again.
'I've come to join the fun.' he said. We started throwing books at her.
While everyone was busy throwing books at Myrtle, she happily dancing and Dumbledore laughing and roaring, I and Harry walked to the back. We walked to the mirror.
'I see myself holding the Quidditch Cup, and bloody hell, I'm throwing books at Myrtle! I look good! I look older, and I'm Percy?' I exclaimed breathlessly.
'I see myself holding the stone, and I'm putting it into my pocket! It's now in my pocket! I'm going to throw it at Myrtle! It's gone!' Harry said loudly.
'Oh, let me tell you why Harry. Only those who want it, and not use can take it. Those who want it, to use it, cannot get it. And you were going to use it, Harry. You wanted to use it to throw at Myrtle.' said Dumbledore.'By the way, I won.'
'But I thought I got the most points, you didn't throw any through her! You can't win.' said Mcgonagall.
'Twenty thousand points goes to the smartest man with Witch weekly's most charming smile award!' said Dumbledore. With that, he apparated.
Hermione sighed again.
'Wicked!' I said.
'Cool!' said Fred.
'Amazing!' said Ginny.
'Wow!' said Harry.
'Way to go.' said George.
'Do, do, do...' sang Myrtle.
Hermione sighed again.
It was Saturday, Hogsmade trip was here, as many students were so willing to leave the castle for a full day of excitement at Hogsmade, we decided to stay. After everyone had left, we stayed back in our common room.
'Hermione, are you coming?' Harry asked.
'No, I have something to do, I need to practice saying you-know-who's name, I don't want to be teased anymore.' Hermione replied.
'Voldemort's name?' said a voice so suddenly that Harry jumped, Hermione screamed and I flinch.
'Wicked!' I said.
'When did you arrive? We didn't see you coming or anything.' said Harry.
'Just. You see, I was about to go to Hogsmade when I decided to pay you three a little visit, not to worry, I just wanted to see if you were up to anything. Well then, I'll be off.' said Dumbledore.
'You still haven't answered my question yet.' said Harry.
'Oh, I apparated here. See you then.' said Dumbledore before disapparating.
'Oh, am I the only person in this school who reads Hogwarts, A History, other than Professer Binns? You can't apparate or disapparate within school grounds, it's been enchanted with spells that...' said Hermione as we left under the invisibility cloak.
We walked out and headed towards the stairs to the third story. Harry tried to open the door but to no avail.
'Where's Hermione when you need her?' I asked.
'Alohormora!' said Harry as the lock released and the door swung open to receive us.
'Wicked!' I carefully followed Harry across the corridor as quietly as possible as we retraced the steps we had taken the day we were attacked. I kept tripping on the invisibility cloak which was entirely a waste of effort as we didn't even need in the first place, not when nobody would ever catch us here. We moved silently across the room. Then we heard it again, that same sizzling sound that came from the pictures in the room.
We followed the sound and soon, we were back in the room where we were attacked.
Suddenly, I heard that same evil sizzle we heard the last time, then I saw it again, flying towards me. I ducked and it missed me narrowly by my ear. I turned around and reached down in my robes for my wand, I heard Harry wipped out his and he shouted, 'Expelliarmus!' The thing flew backwards hit the wall. We quickly walked towards it and I saw it clearly for the first time. It was small, brown and had beef and cheese.
'Oh, I know what that is.' I said.
'A bludger, no, a burger?' suggested Harry.
'It's not just a burger, it's the Flying Hambludger! I heard Fred and George talking about it once. It's very extremely absolutely evil, it attacks it's opponent by flying and hitting them on their faces, not to mention it is dangerous, very dangerous. It's final attack would be squirting tomato sauce and throwing cheese at them then flying away.
'Yes that's me, and I'm going to knock the stuffings out of you! No, I'll show you my final attack, watch.' it said.
'Expell-' shouted Harry again as it started spraying tomato sauce all over the place. I opened my mouth to scream but only tasted sweet tomato sauce. Then I heard it sizzle evily and then the place went silent again.
'Is it gone?' I asked wiping tomato sauce out of my eyes. I turned to Harry and found him sitting on the floor, holding something brown in his hands.
'Harry?' I walked a little closer.
'Hmmm, it's delicious!' said Harry.
'Wicked! Can I have some?' I said.
It was nearly Christmas, and Professer Mcgonagall had begun walking around taking down names of those who wanted to stay over for Christmas, we were one of the first who wrote down our names. Neville wanted to stay but his very old grandmother wouldn't let him. The bad thing was, Malfoy was staying too, and if he was staying, Crabbe and Goyle was obviously staying. The good thing was, we've just received news that the new keeper who took over Wood had retired, and I got to be the new keeper.
On Christmas eve, when the whole school was almost empty, and we had nothing to do, so we roamed the school on our own. We met Mcgonagall in one of the corridors outside the transfiguration.
'Professer, I would like to know how's Hagrid's case going?' Hermione asked.
'He's been released, yesterday.' she replied.
'Really? But I didn't know, I should have read the Daily Prophet.' Hermione said.
'But where's he?' Harry asked.
'I don't know, I think you should go and ask Professer Dumbledore, he's probably here by now.' Mcgonagall replied.
In the late afternoon, we had a game of snow fight with Fred and George while Ginny preferred to sit with Hermione and watch us play instead.
Suddenly, the small ugly thing appeared. It was wearing some ugly pillow case and was shivering madly. It walked up to Harry and said, 'Harry Potter must to go back to the girl's toilet of Moaning Myrtle. There's a plot, a plot to make most terrible things happen.' it said.
'Bloody Hell Harry, it knows your name!' I said.
'What terrible things, who's plotting them?' asked Harry.
'Dobby...must...say...Arrrggg...!' it said.
'Then say it.' shouted George.
'Alright, Moaning Myrtle's there, and she's plotting to throw books at you if you go, and...errr...I....errr...' it said.
'What?' asked Harry.
'I'm bathing there.' it said quickly.
'Is there a problem?' asked Fred.
'Wicked!' I said.
We stopped in the evening when the snow was getting heavy, and walked back to the Great Hall which now smelt strongly of food. We turned towards the Slytherin's table and saw Malfoy standing there sneering at us.
'Yes, Potter, feeling really unwanted? Nevermind, you've got your Weasley and Mudblood to be your friend.' Crabbe and Goyle sniggered loudly and they turned back.
'Well, at least we don't have any who goes around desprately trying to get attention here' said Fred. We snorted.
Just then Dumbledore apprated and sat down. Hermione sighed.
'Gather round, gather round, can you all see me, can you all hear me? Excellent. Now, Professer Lockhart has granted me permission to sit with you, so don't mind.' He got up and walked towards the Gryffindor table and sat down, then waved for the other students and teachers to come.
'Er, Professer, where's Hagrid?' Harry asked. Dumbledore stared at Harry.
'I meant he's just been released, hasn't he?' Harry asked again.
'Oh really? Hagrid's been released? When? Why didn't any of you tell me, ho, ho, you should have said eariler, let's tuck in. said Dumbledore. We looked at each other.
We started pulling crackers and Dumbledore kept laughing really loudly which sounded like he was roaring.
When Snape put on his hat with a vulture on top, Dumbledore started laughing.
'Haw, Haw, Haw, you look like, Haw... me...Haw, Haw... but you are too ugly, Haw, Haw, Poppy, you look like a BEE! Haw, Haw, Haw...! You are fat! Minerva, you are too old for that, take that down, I think I'll suit it more! Haw, Haw... look at, Haw... me, I look good! Haw, Haw, Haw, Haw...!' went Dumbledore.
After Christmas Dinner, we went to look for Moaning Myrtle to throw books at her as her Christmas present.
We walked up to the girl's bathroom. Moaning Myrtle was sitting alone and she smiled when we walked in.
'We brought your Christmas presents, Myrtle, books!' I yelled. Then Dumbledore suddenly apparated here. Hermione sighed again.
'I've come to join the fun.' he said. We started throwing books at her.
While everyone was busy throwing books at Myrtle, she happily dancing and Dumbledore laughing and roaring, I and Harry walked to the back. We walked to the mirror.
'I see myself holding the Quidditch Cup, and bloody hell, I'm throwing books at Myrtle! I look good! I look older, and I'm Percy?' I exclaimed breathlessly.
'I see myself holding the stone, and I'm putting it into my pocket! It's now in my pocket! I'm going to throw it at Myrtle! It's gone!' Harry said loudly.
'Oh, let me tell you why Harry. Only those who want it, and not use can take it. Those who want it, to use it, cannot get it. And you were going to use it, Harry. You wanted to use it to throw at Myrtle.' said Dumbledore.'By the way, I won.'
'But I thought I got the most points, you didn't throw any through her! You can't win.' said Mcgonagall.
'Twenty thousand points goes to the smartest man with Witch weekly's most charming smile award!' said Dumbledore. With that, he apparated.
Hermione sighed again.
'Wicked!' I said.
'Cool!' said Fred.
'Amazing!' said Ginny.
'Wow!' said Harry.
'Way to go.' said George.
'Do, do, do...' sang Myrtle.
Hermione sighed again.