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Ch16 Dobby's Warning - again
The next morning, we were sitting in the great hall having breakfast.
Crack.
Something ugly had appeared in front of Harry, followed by Hermione's 'tut'. But Hermione's expression soften when she saw that thing.
'Dobby has come to tell you that Harry Potter must not go back to Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry.' said that thing.
'But I am in the Hogwarts.' said Harry. The thing gasped and started knocking his head onto Harry's.
'Bad Dobby! Bad Dobby! Dobby... iron his hands... Dobby must iron Harry Potter's hands.'The thing screeched. The thing calmed down a little after knocking his head.
'Dobby wants to tell you that Dobby must not go back to-' The thing started again. 'No, Harry Potter must not go into the Chamber of Secrets.' The thing started knocking his head onto Harry's again, breaking his glasses.
'Bad Dobby! Bad Dobby... Dobby is a bad thing... a bad Dobby. Dobby must not be bad Dobby.' said the thing.
'Who not?' asked Harry, trying to spellotape his glasses. 'Why musn't I go into the Chamber Of Secrets? Are you bathing there again?'
'There's a plot, a plot to make most terrible things happen.' said the thing.
'What terrible things, who's plotting them?' asked Harry.
'Dobby can't say a thing...' said the thing as it started knocking his head onto Harry's, breaking his taped glasses once more.
'Oh, you poor thing.' said Hermione as she moved forward to kiss Dobby. Then suddenly, everything turns brown, my view was blocked by Hermione's bushy brown hair.
'Wicked!' I said.
'What plot? If you don't tell me, I don't friend you.' said a Dumbledore suddenly appearing from my back.
'Dobby can't say a thing!' said the thing again hitting his head onto Harry's nose.
'You better tell me, or I'll give you clothes.' said Dumbledore loudly.
'Alright then, he's back, V- I mean, He-who-must-not-be-named is back, he's in the chamber waiting, waiting for his next victim...' said Dobby.
'And?' asked Dumbledore, as the thing gave a loud sniff.
'He's waiting for Harry Potter, he knows that Harry Potter will to... Ok, he-who-must-not-be-name is waiting for Harry Potter to try and get into the Chamber of Secrets, he will be waiting for Harry Potter there. If Harry Potter goes into the chamber of secrets, he will... he will...' The thing said.
'He will start throwing poo at Harry Potter. Oh my! Bad Dobby, Bad Dobby!' said the thing.
'You mean Voldemort is back?' asked Dumbledore as I flinched.
'Huh? Not Voldemort sir, never Voldemort.' said the thing. 'The fat man!'
'Huh?' Who?' asked Harry holding his bloody nose. The thing beckon Harry closer and whispered something into his ear.
'What? Uncle Vernon?' yelled Harry.
'Ah! Speak not of that name sir. Bad Harry Potter, bad Harry Potter.' It shouted as it started slaping Harry's head.
'The muggle is plotting something against Harry?' asked Dumbledore. Crack. It disappeared. Dumbledore walked away, turning back several times to wink at Harry.
Suddenly, Professor Mcgonagall started knocking her goblet with a fork like she usually does, 'May I have your attention please?'
Dumbledore stood up, winked at Harry, and started speaking, 'Peanuts are magic, I have peanuts, and so should you. If you don't have any peanuts? I have. You can come to me, and I'll show you some peanuts. Then, we can all enjoy peanuts together.' With that, he disapparated.
We looked at each other with raised eyebrows, Neville wore a very confused expression. Hermione, however smiled and looked over, 'You understand, don't you.'
'Don't tell us then.' I said.
'Fine!' she snapped and left.
'She doesn't know.' I said.
'He was winking at me, didn't you see, 'spose he was talking to me. But what'd he meant by Magic peanuts, about him having peanuts and us not having peanuts?' asked Harry.
'Wicked!' I said.
'Do you think we should go and look for him.' asked Harry who was trying to repair his glasses with his wand. I shrugged.
We went to look for Dumbledore.
'Wicked.' I said, but to no avail.
'He's probably changed his password, now we can't go in.' said Harry.
'Peanut Butter.' said Mcgonagall from behind us. We jumped, Harry jumped about two inch further than me. The stone gargolye spring to life and we entered. We knocked on the door and walked in. Dumbledore was sitting on his chair and seemed to be waiting for someone. He winked his eyes when he saw Harry and I thought I saw it twinkle for three seconds.
'I knew you'd be here. What took you so long anyway, I gave you hints eariler in the hall, I just wanted you to come and look for me, to visit me.' said Dumbledore.
'Take a seat. Ok, What are you doing here anyway, were you looking for me?' asked Dumbledore.
'Yes.' replied Harry.
'What for?' asked Dumbledore.
'You wanted me to come and look for you, didn't you say so.' said Harry again.
'Oh really?' asked Dumbledore angrily. 'I don't like people to lie to me.'
'Who lied to you?' asked Harry.
'Guess who.' sid Dumbledore.
'Don't know, tell me.' said Harry.
'You just did.' said Dumbledore.
'When?' asked Harry annoyed.
'You said I wanted you to come, I certainly don't remember saying so.' said Dumbledore.
'But-' started Harry.
'No buts!' yelled Dumbledore.
'I see, you've come to visit me, how nice of you.' said Dumbledore calming down. 'What are you here for anyway?'
'Look professor, about what you said eariler, at the great hall-' started Harry.
'What did I say at the great hall,' said Dumbledore starting to flare up again, 'Don't accuse me of saying something I didn't say, I didn't say no nothing!'
'-about the peanuts.' squeaked Harry.
'Wicked, Harry, I didn't know you could squeak. Well I squeak too.' I said.
'Well then, let's all squeak.' said Dumbledore as he started squeaking. When he finished, he said, 'What were we talking about before this.'
'Errr... about peanuts, you were saying in the hall.' said Harry.
'Well, you are supposed to squeak.' said Dumbledore.
'About the peanuts.' squeak Harry.
'Oh, Ho, ho, ho, ho... It's about the peanuts Harry, anyway, you sounded like a mouse. Haw haw... anyway, back about the peanuts. What did I say about the peanuts?' asked Dumbledore.
'You said something about us not-' explained Harry.
'Oh, wait. I think I remember, about me giving you peanuts, magical peanuts, right?' said Dumbledore.
'Well, yes.' I said.
'Shoosh! I wasn't talking to you, don't interrupted my conversation between me and famous Harry Potter, such an honour. Ok, Harry, basically, magical peanuts means peanuts that can be eaten. And I want you to eat peanuts with me. But unfortunally for you, I seemed to have misplaced my peanuts when I apparated here-' said Dumbledore.
'Ha!' shouted Hermione. Dumbledore stared angrily at her.
'Hermione? Where did you-' asked Harry.
'Voldemort!' yelled Dumbledore.
'Ha! I'm not afraid of that name anymore.' shouted Hermione back at him.
'Arrggg...' Dumbledore stood up, threw his walking stick at her. She fainted. Suddenly Moaning Mrytle appeared.
'Can you throw at me too?' she asked pitifully.
'Nope.' said Dumbledore. She cried and flew out.
'Ok, Harry, so, magical peanuts means peanuts that can be eaten. And I want you to eat peanuts with -' said Dumbledore.
'You told us already.' I said.
'Oh, ok, I've misplaced my peanuts and I can't eat them with you. Ok, off you go, and carry her out. Now, bye.' said Dumbledore.
'But-' started Harry.
'Bye.' said Dumbledore.
Harry walked to the door and dragged Hermione out.
'Well, what are you waiting for?' asked Dumbledore.
'Well, I said, there's a spider at the door and I certainly don't like spiders.' I said.
'Ho ho ho... It's only a spider, what are you afraid of?' said Dumbledore. He walked towards the door, 'See? It's only a small spider, nothing to be afraid of. Now, you'll just have to kill it, walk over and step on it.' said Dumbledore.
'Can't you kill it?' I asked. The spider suddenly crawled closer to us, Dumbledore jumped up and ran to his table, stood on it and apparated out. I apparated back to my common room. I sat there a tried to get my mind off the spiders when Harry finally came in an hour later, with Hermione on his back, panting like crazy.
He dropped her onto the floor. She woke up.
'Hey, what did you do that for. And what took you so long?'she yelled at Harry. 'Did you know how uncomfortable it was? I woke up half an hour ago, and half an hour later you finally arrived-'.
'What? You woke half an hour ago, and you didn't even tell me? I had to carry you for like err... five, ten, an hour. Why didn't you just tell me.' Harry yelled back.
'You don't even let me ride on your back for a little while, selfish pig.' said Hermione before running off to the bathroom to cry.
Ch16 Dobby's Warning - again
The next morning, we were sitting in the great hall having breakfast.
Crack.
Something ugly had appeared in front of Harry, followed by Hermione's 'tut'. But Hermione's expression soften when she saw that thing.
'Dobby has come to tell you that Harry Potter must not go back to Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry.' said that thing.
'But I am in the Hogwarts.' said Harry. The thing gasped and started knocking his head onto Harry's.
'Bad Dobby! Bad Dobby! Dobby... iron his hands... Dobby must iron Harry Potter's hands.'The thing screeched. The thing calmed down a little after knocking his head.
'Dobby wants to tell you that Dobby must not go back to-' The thing started again. 'No, Harry Potter must not go into the Chamber of Secrets.' The thing started knocking his head onto Harry's again, breaking his glasses.
'Bad Dobby! Bad Dobby... Dobby is a bad thing... a bad Dobby. Dobby must not be bad Dobby.' said the thing.
'Who not?' asked Harry, trying to spellotape his glasses. 'Why musn't I go into the Chamber Of Secrets? Are you bathing there again?'
'There's a plot, a plot to make most terrible things happen.' said the thing.
'What terrible things, who's plotting them?' asked Harry.
'Dobby can't say a thing...' said the thing as it started knocking his head onto Harry's, breaking his taped glasses once more.
'Oh, you poor thing.' said Hermione as she moved forward to kiss Dobby. Then suddenly, everything turns brown, my view was blocked by Hermione's bushy brown hair.
'Wicked!' I said.
'What plot? If you don't tell me, I don't friend you.' said a Dumbledore suddenly appearing from my back.
'Dobby can't say a thing!' said the thing again hitting his head onto Harry's nose.
'You better tell me, or I'll give you clothes.' said Dumbledore loudly.
'Alright then, he's back, V- I mean, He-who-must-not-be-named is back, he's in the chamber waiting, waiting for his next victim...' said Dobby.
'And?' asked Dumbledore, as the thing gave a loud sniff.
'He's waiting for Harry Potter, he knows that Harry Potter will to... Ok, he-who-must-not-be-name is waiting for Harry Potter to try and get into the Chamber of Secrets, he will be waiting for Harry Potter there. If Harry Potter goes into the chamber of secrets, he will... he will...' The thing said.
'He will start throwing poo at Harry Potter. Oh my! Bad Dobby, Bad Dobby!' said the thing.
'You mean Voldemort is back?' asked Dumbledore as I flinched.
'Huh? Not Voldemort sir, never Voldemort.' said the thing. 'The fat man!'
'Huh?' Who?' asked Harry holding his bloody nose. The thing beckon Harry closer and whispered something into his ear.
'What? Uncle Vernon?' yelled Harry.
'Ah! Speak not of that name sir. Bad Harry Potter, bad Harry Potter.' It shouted as it started slaping Harry's head.
'The muggle is plotting something against Harry?' asked Dumbledore. Crack. It disappeared. Dumbledore walked away, turning back several times to wink at Harry.
Suddenly, Professor Mcgonagall started knocking her goblet with a fork like she usually does, 'May I have your attention please?'
Dumbledore stood up, winked at Harry, and started speaking, 'Peanuts are magic, I have peanuts, and so should you. If you don't have any peanuts? I have. You can come to me, and I'll show you some peanuts. Then, we can all enjoy peanuts together.' With that, he disapparated.
We looked at each other with raised eyebrows, Neville wore a very confused expression. Hermione, however smiled and looked over, 'You understand, don't you.'
'Don't tell us then.' I said.
'Fine!' she snapped and left.
'She doesn't know.' I said.
'He was winking at me, didn't you see, 'spose he was talking to me. But what'd he meant by Magic peanuts, about him having peanuts and us not having peanuts?' asked Harry.
'Wicked!' I said.
'Do you think we should go and look for him.' asked Harry who was trying to repair his glasses with his wand. I shrugged.
We went to look for Dumbledore.
'Wicked.' I said, but to no avail.
'He's probably changed his password, now we can't go in.' said Harry.
'Peanut Butter.' said Mcgonagall from behind us. We jumped, Harry jumped about two inch further than me. The stone gargolye spring to life and we entered. We knocked on the door and walked in. Dumbledore was sitting on his chair and seemed to be waiting for someone. He winked his eyes when he saw Harry and I thought I saw it twinkle for three seconds.
'I knew you'd be here. What took you so long anyway, I gave you hints eariler in the hall, I just wanted you to come and look for me, to visit me.' said Dumbledore.
'Take a seat. Ok, What are you doing here anyway, were you looking for me?' asked Dumbledore.
'Yes.' replied Harry.
'What for?' asked Dumbledore.
'You wanted me to come and look for you, didn't you say so.' said Harry again.
'Oh really?' asked Dumbledore angrily. 'I don't like people to lie to me.'
'Who lied to you?' asked Harry.
'Guess who.' sid Dumbledore.
'Don't know, tell me.' said Harry.
'You just did.' said Dumbledore.
'When?' asked Harry annoyed.
'You said I wanted you to come, I certainly don't remember saying so.' said Dumbledore.
'But-' started Harry.
'No buts!' yelled Dumbledore.
'I see, you've come to visit me, how nice of you.' said Dumbledore calming down. 'What are you here for anyway?'
'Look professor, about what you said eariler, at the great hall-' started Harry.
'What did I say at the great hall,' said Dumbledore starting to flare up again, 'Don't accuse me of saying something I didn't say, I didn't say no nothing!'
'-about the peanuts.' squeaked Harry.
'Wicked, Harry, I didn't know you could squeak. Well I squeak too.' I said.
'Well then, let's all squeak.' said Dumbledore as he started squeaking. When he finished, he said, 'What were we talking about before this.'
'Errr... about peanuts, you were saying in the hall.' said Harry.
'Well, you are supposed to squeak.' said Dumbledore.
'About the peanuts.' squeak Harry.
'Oh, Ho, ho, ho, ho... It's about the peanuts Harry, anyway, you sounded like a mouse. Haw haw... anyway, back about the peanuts. What did I say about the peanuts?' asked Dumbledore.
'You said something about us not-' explained Harry.
'Oh, wait. I think I remember, about me giving you peanuts, magical peanuts, right?' said Dumbledore.
'Well, yes.' I said.
'Shoosh! I wasn't talking to you, don't interrupted my conversation between me and famous Harry Potter, such an honour. Ok, Harry, basically, magical peanuts means peanuts that can be eaten. And I want you to eat peanuts with me. But unfortunally for you, I seemed to have misplaced my peanuts when I apparated here-' said Dumbledore.
'Ha!' shouted Hermione. Dumbledore stared angrily at her.
'Hermione? Where did you-' asked Harry.
'Voldemort!' yelled Dumbledore.
'Ha! I'm not afraid of that name anymore.' shouted Hermione back at him.
'Arrggg...' Dumbledore stood up, threw his walking stick at her. She fainted. Suddenly Moaning Mrytle appeared.
'Can you throw at me too?' she asked pitifully.
'Nope.' said Dumbledore. She cried and flew out.
'Ok, Harry, so, magical peanuts means peanuts that can be eaten. And I want you to eat peanuts with -' said Dumbledore.
'You told us already.' I said.
'Oh, ok, I've misplaced my peanuts and I can't eat them with you. Ok, off you go, and carry her out. Now, bye.' said Dumbledore.
'But-' started Harry.
'Bye.' said Dumbledore.
Harry walked to the door and dragged Hermione out.
'Well, what are you waiting for?' asked Dumbledore.
'Well, I said, there's a spider at the door and I certainly don't like spiders.' I said.
'Ho ho ho... It's only a spider, what are you afraid of?' said Dumbledore. He walked towards the door, 'See? It's only a small spider, nothing to be afraid of. Now, you'll just have to kill it, walk over and step on it.' said Dumbledore.
'Can't you kill it?' I asked. The spider suddenly crawled closer to us, Dumbledore jumped up and ran to his table, stood on it and apparated out. I apparated back to my common room. I sat there a tried to get my mind off the spiders when Harry finally came in an hour later, with Hermione on his back, panting like crazy.
He dropped her onto the floor. She woke up.
'Hey, what did you do that for. And what took you so long?'she yelled at Harry. 'Did you know how uncomfortable it was? I woke up half an hour ago, and half an hour later you finally arrived-'.
'What? You woke half an hour ago, and you didn't even tell me? I had to carry you for like err... five, ten, an hour. Why didn't you just tell me.' Harry yelled back.
'You don't even let me ride on your back for a little while, selfish pig.' said Hermione before running off to the bathroom to cry.