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Ch 18 The Writings On The Wall
We walked down to the great hall (Everytime the great hall) for breakfast (as usual). We ate and quickly moved to the Quidditch field to practice(change of scene, finally).
Mcgonagall was wearing Tartan robes, and Hagrid was wearing that old Oliver Wood's robes. Dumbledore was the last to arrived. He bobbed down from the window of the second story(he's afraid of heights) very slowly, finally, about what seemed an hour, reached the gound of the field. He was wearing a flowery robes that looked more like a dress, and changed his half moon glasses to half moon sunglasses. He was sitting on a old and slow shooting star.
'Morning everyone!' He said loudly when he touch down. 'Our next match is against Hufflepuff. Today we are practicing against Hufflepuff. Hey I think that rhymes, against Hufflepuff and against Hufflepuff. Bet I'll be a poet when I grow older. And looks like they don't stand a chance whilst I'm captain. Oh, here they come.'
Dressed in yellow and black, the Hufflepuffs walked into the pitch, proudly leading by Cedric Diggory(woke up after he died and in year eight though there isn't), three burly looking boys whose heads kept knocking against each other's, I supposed are the chasers, two really huge girls and trying to hide himself behind the rest, was Oliver Wood.
'Wood?' said Harry. Oliver wood stopped trying to hide.
'Yes, it's me.' he said looking guilty.
'What are you doing in Hufflepuff? Wait a minute, haven't you graduated?' asked Harry again.
'Errr... I supposed they did, but I still owed Diggory a favour...' Wood's voice trailed off. He turned to look at the new Gryffindors players. He turned and gasped when he saw Dumbledore.
'Wooo... look at that pweetty flower.'
'Oh, bought it from a muggle store, called Toy 'R' Us. Saw many more pretty flower clothes there.Most of them are just too small, I don't think muggles can even wear them, I wonder... Used magic to stretch the shirty.
'Really? Why didn't you buy for me? The little cutie shirty... wooo... can I touch it?' asked Wood excitedly.
'Ay, What's up?' Cedric Diggory walked over.
'Just admiring Albus' new pretty shirt.' said Wood trying to charm the flowers on the shirt to make it move. 'The flowers can't move.'
'Yeah, muggles stuff can't move' agreed Dumbledore.
'Flowers don't move.' said Cedric coolly.
'Can we start the game now?' asked Fred impatiently as him and George mounted their broomsticks preparing to fly.
'Wait!' Dumbledore roared. He turned and beckon the, closer. He began to whisper, 'We must plan first. Ok, we'll follow the previous match, only pass the Quaffle to me. You, twins, keep an eye on me and the buldger, I'm the first piority, protect me from them. You, scarboy, remember to catch the snitch, in the meantime, if you don't see it, use your body to protect me from buldgers too. You, weasley, the keeper, protect the hoop, and protect me, and the other chasers, pass the quaffle to me. Get it?'
Dumbledore stepped away excitedly.
'Wood!' He called as Wood walked over.
'Yes? Ohhh... I love the cutie little flowers. The pinks ones are really pretty...'
'You are the keeper right?' asked Dumbledore.
'Oh, are you going to bribe me? Never! I'll never betray my team, unless... the flowers are really pretty, get what I mean.' Wood said winking at Dumbledore's dress.
'Oh, I'm not bribing you, I'm just telling you not to get too close to me when I score-' said Dumbledore.
'But I have to, to defend the hoop when you come close and to catch a view of the pweetty pinky flowers. Ahhh...'
'No, you might hit me, if I fall, I'll dirty the robes-' continued Dumbledore.
'Alright. Just don't dirty the pretty flowers.'
The match was tough, both teams were playing as well as each other, Wood kept flying away from Dumbledore to let him score and the two Hufflepuff beaters kept hitting buldgers at me. Fred and George couldn't bear to hit Wood. Finally at the end, Lockhart decided to released the snitch, Harry and Cedric flew towards the snitch, both crashed against each other, fell painfully to the ground and couldn't catch the snitch anymore. Finally, Dumbledore was also too tired and decided to end the game, eighty to eighty, neither side won.
We headed to the owlery, Harry wrote to Sirius, I wrote to mum telling her how much I hate spiders. After writing the letter, two parchment long telling her how much I hate spiders, we decided it was time to go for defence against dark arts. We walked towards Umbridge classroom, and found out that Umbridge got petrified by a dirty rotten snake that was lurking in the hospital wing. Professor Lockhart was waiting in there, and standing on the either side of him was Dumbledore and the crazy mirror.
'I was just teaching Dumbledore how to defend himself against vampires.' said Lockhart. 'I'll be off.' And he ran off.
'Me! Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, your new defence against the dark arts teacher, order of Merlin, first class, your loyal, brave and beloved headmaster, snd the only wizard Tom Marvolo Riddle, or you-know-who, or he-who-must-not-be-named, or the Dark lord, or what many of you fear to say, Voldemort, is afraid of. But I don't talk about that, I didn't scare Voldemort away by smiling at him.' said Dumbledore.
'I also would like to say that Professor Umbridge and Professor Quirrell were in hospital wing because of this, and I would like to show you how the stone is pulled out, it will only show your greatest desire,' He stepped in front of the mirror admiring his reflection. 'Goodness, I'm not holding any stone. I'm holding a pair of socks. Well, this is not just any pair of socks, it is a special pair of socks, it is a rare pair, not everyone can find it. It has a powerful ability. Anyone who sees it will fall in love with it. Why though? Because it has these pretty pink flowers around it. Yesterday, I got that traitor Oliver to look into this mirror, he too saw the flowers. We are a rare kind, not eveyone will see these pretty flowers. Because these people just don't know how to appreciate them.'
'But professor.' said Hermione raising her hand, 'why-'.
'I haven't said "yes, Miss Granger", you musn't talk until I say so. Ok, here goes. Yes? Miss Granger.' said Dumbledore.
'Professor, I was wondering if you could tell us about the chamber of secrets?' asked Hermione.
'Ok, let me think, Hogwarts is found by our four founders, errr... Godric Gryffindor, Helga, errr... something, let me think, Oh! Rowena Slytherin! But err... chamber of secrets is where errr... something is petrified and errr... something about a girl called Ginny, and about errrm... a diary? And errr..., nah, this is rubbish, there is no such thing as the chamber of secrets. By the way, did I tell you about the pretty sock?'
We went down for Herbology next. Professor Sprout was petrified and wasn't there, so Dumbledore took over.
'Welcome to green house three, errr... years, now gather round, today I'm not going to teach you how to re-pot mandrakes, nah, that's too dangerous, let's move to greenhouse two then.'
We walked over to green house two wher e the plants are slightly less dangerous, some are not harmful at all.
'Well, I've learnt all the plants that can possibly be in green house two by heart.' said Hermione to a Hufflepuff, Susan Bones.
'Ok gather round, can everybody see me? Can you all-hol-hol hear me? Excellent. Now I'm going to teach you about these.' He took out a pink flower with yellow spots all over it.
'It's called the errrr..., the pretty flower is called the... Miss Granger?' He called out.
'It's called the pinkyew and it's called pinkyew be-' explained Hermione.
'Excellent! two hundred points to Gryffindor! Another two hundred points to Hermione for being so attentive and pretty, ' He yelled. Hermione blushed. Malfoy looked horrified. '-and two hundred points to Harry for destroying the Prophecy in his fifth year, well, I paid eight galleons to get that predicted. Any two hundred to myself for being such a generous teacher and such a brilliant headmaster. Two hundred to Ron for becoming the third prefect in he family. Predicted that too. Assuming that my calculations are accurate, a change of decorations should be done up!' Dumbledore said, winking at Harry
He clapped his hands above his head the green house turned red immediately, the plants turned blood red, scarlet and gold flags appeared on the side of the wall.
He transfigured a gold flower into a tiny goblet and passed it to Harry.
'Gryffindor wins the house cup!' shouted Dumbledore wiping a tear off his eye and Mcgonagall apparated in, she too was crying. 'You make me so proud.'
Dumbledore raised his wand and yelled, 'Accio Snape!' Snape brust through the wall and directly at Dumbldore, whom stepped aside happily.
'Professor, you are not supposed to summon people, the 'accio' thing does not-' said Hermione but suddenly, the ugly thing flew in and fell on top of Hermione.
Snape got up, snaring loudly and walked put of the room.
'Time to celebrate!' shouted Dumbledore. Suddenly, the was a loud crack and the wierd sisters appeared and started playing a slow tune, Neville and Professor Sprout who just came out of the hospital wing started waltzing across the room. Everyone starting dancing.
'Bloody hell!' I yelled.
Argus Flinch appeared at the doorway, 'What's going on here, all the noise-' Mcgonagall suddenly turned into a cat and danced with Mrs Norris.
'That's Bloody Brilliant.' I said. Harry stood beside me.
'You are late, Argus, I'll better transfigure you into a clock.' shouted Dumbledore.
'I was lost.' lied Flich.
'Or perhaps... a map.' said Dumbledore, he waved his wand and transfigured Flich into a map.
'Please, sir, Dobby is sorry, sir.' said the thing tp Hermione. 'Dobby understands, sirs, Dobby had come to tell you that Dobby is about to serve one family forever... if they ever knew Dobby was here.' The thing shivered. Hermione nodded understandingly.
'And I'm not a sir.' said Hermione, 'I'm Hermione, hermione Granger, which makes me a miss. I've setted up the S.P.E.W., for house elves It's to protect all rights of-.' before she finished, Dobby disapparated. Malfoy was behind Hermione.
'Enemies of the heir, beware? You'll be next, Mudbloods.' said Malfoy looking at the far end of the green house, then to the three of us.
'But Hermione's the only mudblood here, you know that, I know you do.' said Harry. Suddenly, Dumbledore, Flitwick and Flich started screaming. Everyone stopped moving suddenly, and I could see some writings on the wall.
'Look.' I said pointing to the wall.
'Where?' asked Harry, who was so short he couldn't see.
The chamber of secrets has been opened.
Enemies of the heir... beware
And beside the wall, was two cats and a flower.
'The chamber of secrets has been opened, enemies of the heir beware.' Hermione repeated to us.
'You've mudrered my cat, I'll kill you, I'll kill you!' shouted Flich pulling Harry's collar.
'Argus.' said Dumbledore as Flich released Harry.
'Minerva's been murdered, I'll kill you, I'll kill you!' yelled Flitwick pulling Harry's collar.
'Errr... Professor Flitwick!' said Dumbledore as he released Harry.
'They are not dead, they have been petrified... but how they have been petrified... I cannot tell.' said Dumbledore.
'Ask him, this evil has done it.' squeaked Flitwick.
'You saw what he wrote on the wall.' said Flich. Dumbledore winked at us.
'My cat has been petrified, all I see is some punishment.' yelled Flich.
'Minerva has been petrified, all I see is some punishment.' shouted Flitwick.
'My flower has been petrified, all I see is some punishment!' screamed Dumbledore.
The three of them stared at Harry angrily for a long time, Dumbledore's eyes weren't twinkling anymore, but the star in the sky was. They stared and stared for a long time.
Suddenly Cedric came in.
'I couldn't help overhearing, Albus, flowers don't have eyes.' Then he left.
'Oh, I'll be able to cure them, Professor, the-' said Lockhart.
'Noooooo...' shouted Dumbledore.
'What?' asked Lockhart.
'The pretty flower look so pale, she's really been petrified, ohhh...' sobbed Dumbledore.
'My cat's been petrified by Potter!' roared Flinch. 'Potter knows, now everybody knows... I am a SQUIB!!!'
'Really? You mean it?' asked Harry.
'My Minerva had been perified, what will my mummy say... ' wimpered Flitwick.
'Ok, everybody back to bed.' said Dumbledore cheerfully. 'And Potter will have detention, a week's detention. And-'
'But professor, I swear it wasn't me, I didn't touch Mrs Norris, or Professor Mcgonagall, or your flower, I was here all the time, It wasn't me.' explained Harry.
'Tell it to the judge! NOW, OUT!!!' yelled Dumbledore and all of us left and headed to our common rooms.
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Ch 18 The Writings On The Wall
We walked down to the great hall (Everytime the great hall) for breakfast (as usual). We ate and quickly moved to the Quidditch field to practice(change of scene, finally).
Mcgonagall was wearing Tartan robes, and Hagrid was wearing that old Oliver Wood's robes. Dumbledore was the last to arrived. He bobbed down from the window of the second story(he's afraid of heights) very slowly, finally, about what seemed an hour, reached the gound of the field. He was wearing a flowery robes that looked more like a dress, and changed his half moon glasses to half moon sunglasses. He was sitting on a old and slow shooting star.
'Morning everyone!' He said loudly when he touch down. 'Our next match is against Hufflepuff. Today we are practicing against Hufflepuff. Hey I think that rhymes, against Hufflepuff and against Hufflepuff. Bet I'll be a poet when I grow older. And looks like they don't stand a chance whilst I'm captain. Oh, here they come.'
Dressed in yellow and black, the Hufflepuffs walked into the pitch, proudly leading by Cedric Diggory(woke up after he died and in year eight though there isn't), three burly looking boys whose heads kept knocking against each other's, I supposed are the chasers, two really huge girls and trying to hide himself behind the rest, was Oliver Wood.
'Wood?' said Harry. Oliver wood stopped trying to hide.
'Yes, it's me.' he said looking guilty.
'What are you doing in Hufflepuff? Wait a minute, haven't you graduated?' asked Harry again.
'Errr... I supposed they did, but I still owed Diggory a favour...' Wood's voice trailed off. He turned to look at the new Gryffindors players. He turned and gasped when he saw Dumbledore.
'Wooo... look at that pweetty flower.'
'Oh, bought it from a muggle store, called Toy 'R' Us. Saw many more pretty flower clothes there.Most of them are just too small, I don't think muggles can even wear them, I wonder... Used magic to stretch the shirty.
'Really? Why didn't you buy for me? The little cutie shirty... wooo... can I touch it?' asked Wood excitedly.
'Ay, What's up?' Cedric Diggory walked over.
'Just admiring Albus' new pretty shirt.' said Wood trying to charm the flowers on the shirt to make it move. 'The flowers can't move.'
'Yeah, muggles stuff can't move' agreed Dumbledore.
'Flowers don't move.' said Cedric coolly.
'Can we start the game now?' asked Fred impatiently as him and George mounted their broomsticks preparing to fly.
'Wait!' Dumbledore roared. He turned and beckon the, closer. He began to whisper, 'We must plan first. Ok, we'll follow the previous match, only pass the Quaffle to me. You, twins, keep an eye on me and the buldger, I'm the first piority, protect me from them. You, scarboy, remember to catch the snitch, in the meantime, if you don't see it, use your body to protect me from buldgers too. You, weasley, the keeper, protect the hoop, and protect me, and the other chasers, pass the quaffle to me. Get it?'
Dumbledore stepped away excitedly.
'Wood!' He called as Wood walked over.
'Yes? Ohhh... I love the cutie little flowers. The pinks ones are really pretty...'
'You are the keeper right?' asked Dumbledore.
'Oh, are you going to bribe me? Never! I'll never betray my team, unless... the flowers are really pretty, get what I mean.' Wood said winking at Dumbledore's dress.
'Oh, I'm not bribing you, I'm just telling you not to get too close to me when I score-' said Dumbledore.
'But I have to, to defend the hoop when you come close and to catch a view of the pweetty pinky flowers. Ahhh...'
'No, you might hit me, if I fall, I'll dirty the robes-' continued Dumbledore.
'Alright. Just don't dirty the pretty flowers.'
The match was tough, both teams were playing as well as each other, Wood kept flying away from Dumbledore to let him score and the two Hufflepuff beaters kept hitting buldgers at me. Fred and George couldn't bear to hit Wood. Finally at the end, Lockhart decided to released the snitch, Harry and Cedric flew towards the snitch, both crashed against each other, fell painfully to the ground and couldn't catch the snitch anymore. Finally, Dumbledore was also too tired and decided to end the game, eighty to eighty, neither side won.
We headed to the owlery, Harry wrote to Sirius, I wrote to mum telling her how much I hate spiders. After writing the letter, two parchment long telling her how much I hate spiders, we decided it was time to go for defence against dark arts. We walked towards Umbridge classroom, and found out that Umbridge got petrified by a dirty rotten snake that was lurking in the hospital wing. Professor Lockhart was waiting in there, and standing on the either side of him was Dumbledore and the crazy mirror.
'I was just teaching Dumbledore how to defend himself against vampires.' said Lockhart. 'I'll be off.' And he ran off.
'Me! Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, your new defence against the dark arts teacher, order of Merlin, first class, your loyal, brave and beloved headmaster, snd the only wizard Tom Marvolo Riddle, or you-know-who, or he-who-must-not-be-named, or the Dark lord, or what many of you fear to say, Voldemort, is afraid of. But I don't talk about that, I didn't scare Voldemort away by smiling at him.' said Dumbledore.
'I also would like to say that Professor Umbridge and Professor Quirrell were in hospital wing because of this, and I would like to show you how the stone is pulled out, it will only show your greatest desire,' He stepped in front of the mirror admiring his reflection. 'Goodness, I'm not holding any stone. I'm holding a pair of socks. Well, this is not just any pair of socks, it is a special pair of socks, it is a rare pair, not everyone can find it. It has a powerful ability. Anyone who sees it will fall in love with it. Why though? Because it has these pretty pink flowers around it. Yesterday, I got that traitor Oliver to look into this mirror, he too saw the flowers. We are a rare kind, not eveyone will see these pretty flowers. Because these people just don't know how to appreciate them.'
'But professor.' said Hermione raising her hand, 'why-'.
'I haven't said "yes, Miss Granger", you musn't talk until I say so. Ok, here goes. Yes? Miss Granger.' said Dumbledore.
'Professor, I was wondering if you could tell us about the chamber of secrets?' asked Hermione.
'Ok, let me think, Hogwarts is found by our four founders, errr... Godric Gryffindor, Helga, errr... something, let me think, Oh! Rowena Slytherin! But err... chamber of secrets is where errr... something is petrified and errr... something about a girl called Ginny, and about errrm... a diary? And errr..., nah, this is rubbish, there is no such thing as the chamber of secrets. By the way, did I tell you about the pretty sock?'
We went down for Herbology next. Professor Sprout was petrified and wasn't there, so Dumbledore took over.
'Welcome to green house three, errr... years, now gather round, today I'm not going to teach you how to re-pot mandrakes, nah, that's too dangerous, let's move to greenhouse two then.'
We walked over to green house two wher e the plants are slightly less dangerous, some are not harmful at all.
'Well, I've learnt all the plants that can possibly be in green house two by heart.' said Hermione to a Hufflepuff, Susan Bones.
'Ok gather round, can everybody see me? Can you all-hol-hol hear me? Excellent. Now I'm going to teach you about these.' He took out a pink flower with yellow spots all over it.
'It's called the errrr..., the pretty flower is called the... Miss Granger?' He called out.
'It's called the pinkyew and it's called pinkyew be-' explained Hermione.
'Excellent! two hundred points to Gryffindor! Another two hundred points to Hermione for being so attentive and pretty, ' He yelled. Hermione blushed. Malfoy looked horrified. '-and two hundred points to Harry for destroying the Prophecy in his fifth year, well, I paid eight galleons to get that predicted. Any two hundred to myself for being such a generous teacher and such a brilliant headmaster. Two hundred to Ron for becoming the third prefect in he family. Predicted that too. Assuming that my calculations are accurate, a change of decorations should be done up!' Dumbledore said, winking at Harry
He clapped his hands above his head the green house turned red immediately, the plants turned blood red, scarlet and gold flags appeared on the side of the wall.
He transfigured a gold flower into a tiny goblet and passed it to Harry.
'Gryffindor wins the house cup!' shouted Dumbledore wiping a tear off his eye and Mcgonagall apparated in, she too was crying. 'You make me so proud.'
Dumbledore raised his wand and yelled, 'Accio Snape!' Snape brust through the wall and directly at Dumbldore, whom stepped aside happily.
'Professor, you are not supposed to summon people, the 'accio' thing does not-' said Hermione but suddenly, the ugly thing flew in and fell on top of Hermione.
Snape got up, snaring loudly and walked put of the room.
'Time to celebrate!' shouted Dumbledore. Suddenly, the was a loud crack and the wierd sisters appeared and started playing a slow tune, Neville and Professor Sprout who just came out of the hospital wing started waltzing across the room. Everyone starting dancing.
'Bloody hell!' I yelled.
Argus Flinch appeared at the doorway, 'What's going on here, all the noise-' Mcgonagall suddenly turned into a cat and danced with Mrs Norris.
'That's Bloody Brilliant.' I said. Harry stood beside me.
'You are late, Argus, I'll better transfigure you into a clock.' shouted Dumbledore.
'I was lost.' lied Flich.
'Or perhaps... a map.' said Dumbledore, he waved his wand and transfigured Flich into a map.
'Please, sir, Dobby is sorry, sir.' said the thing tp Hermione. 'Dobby understands, sirs, Dobby had come to tell you that Dobby is about to serve one family forever... if they ever knew Dobby was here.' The thing shivered. Hermione nodded understandingly.
'And I'm not a sir.' said Hermione, 'I'm Hermione, hermione Granger, which makes me a miss. I've setted up the S.P.E.W., for house elves It's to protect all rights of-.' before she finished, Dobby disapparated. Malfoy was behind Hermione.
'Enemies of the heir, beware? You'll be next, Mudbloods.' said Malfoy looking at the far end of the green house, then to the three of us.
'But Hermione's the only mudblood here, you know that, I know you do.' said Harry. Suddenly, Dumbledore, Flitwick and Flich started screaming. Everyone stopped moving suddenly, and I could see some writings on the wall.
'Look.' I said pointing to the wall.
'Where?' asked Harry, who was so short he couldn't see.
The chamber of secrets has been opened.
Enemies of the heir... beware
And beside the wall, was two cats and a flower.
'The chamber of secrets has been opened, enemies of the heir beware.' Hermione repeated to us.
'You've mudrered my cat, I'll kill you, I'll kill you!' shouted Flich pulling Harry's collar.
'Argus.' said Dumbledore as Flich released Harry.
'Minerva's been murdered, I'll kill you, I'll kill you!' yelled Flitwick pulling Harry's collar.
'Errr... Professor Flitwick!' said Dumbledore as he released Harry.
'They are not dead, they have been petrified... but how they have been petrified... I cannot tell.' said Dumbledore.
'Ask him, this evil has done it.' squeaked Flitwick.
'You saw what he wrote on the wall.' said Flich. Dumbledore winked at us.
'My cat has been petrified, all I see is some punishment.' yelled Flich.
'Minerva has been petrified, all I see is some punishment.' shouted Flitwick.
'My flower has been petrified, all I see is some punishment!' screamed Dumbledore.
The three of them stared at Harry angrily for a long time, Dumbledore's eyes weren't twinkling anymore, but the star in the sky was. They stared and stared for a long time.
Suddenly Cedric came in.
'I couldn't help overhearing, Albus, flowers don't have eyes.' Then he left.
'Oh, I'll be able to cure them, Professor, the-' said Lockhart.
'Noooooo...' shouted Dumbledore.
'What?' asked Lockhart.
'The pretty flower look so pale, she's really been petrified, ohhh...' sobbed Dumbledore.
'My cat's been petrified by Potter!' roared Flinch. 'Potter knows, now everybody knows... I am a SQUIB!!!'
'Really? You mean it?' asked Harry.
'My Minerva had been perified, what will my mummy say... ' wimpered Flitwick.
'Ok, everybody back to bed.' said Dumbledore cheerfully. 'And Potter will have detention, a week's detention. And-'
'But professor, I swear it wasn't me, I didn't touch Mrs Norris, or Professor Mcgonagall, or your flower, I was here all the time, It wasn't me.' explained Harry.
'Tell it to the judge! NOW, OUT!!!' yelled Dumbledore and all of us left and headed to our common rooms.
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