Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and all the related or non-related characters. There's no non-related characters except for me. Anyway, I've decided to type it in the third person view instead of Ron's view, so you get to see Ron's name. It's easier this way.
Ch 19 The Rogue Buldger
The quidditch players walked down for quidditch a morning, Hufflepuff versus Gryffindor, actually Gryffindor versus Hufflepuff. Lee Jordan was commenting,
'From Gryffindor team, Dumbledore, Mcgonagall, Hagrid, Weasley, Weasley, Weasley and Potter. From Hufflepuff, Diggory, Tamberelli, Knowings, Saul, Morningtoast, Wintersnow and errr... Wood? Isn't he from Gryffindor?' There were boos and cheers.
Harry and Ron mounted their Firebolts and flew up into the air, Harry was smiling and waving at his fans, who were cheering for him. Ron was busy scowling at them because they weren't waving at him.
From the ground, Professor Hooch was getting ready to start the game, everyone was waiting in position, and Professor Hooch was waiting for Dumbledore, whose shooting star got broken in the previous match when he tried to join in the Hufflepuff against Ravenclaw game. His shooting star just wasn't working right, it was moving very slowly(made no difference anyway), and the shooting star was shooting stars out of the tip of it's handle. Five minutes later, he arrived beside Harry.
'One... two... three, let the game begin.' she yelled and everyone flew off before she finished. Fifteen minutes later, Hufflepuff was leading by twenty points because Dumbledore and Ron were just so lousy. Dumbledore kept telling Hermione off saying that he couldn't score because she was staring at him.
Suddenly, Dumbledore's broken shooting star started shooting stars out again and vibrating like any normal broomstick does.
'Help me! I'm going to fall off, Snape! Stop jinxing the broom!' and suddenly the broom stopped vibrating and Dumbledore who was so shocked, fell off.
The game went on and on for several hours and the score was one hundred and sixty to eighty, Hufflepuff was leading and Harry needed to find the snitch before they lose.
Suddenly, a buldger, out of somewhere started flying towards Harry. Harry ducked and flew towards another direction and the buldger chased him.
As Harry tried to shake the Buldger off by flying in different directions, and managed to get it to hit Marcus Flint.
'Goal!!!' Harry cheered as the snitch flew into his hands and the bloody buldger hit his head causing him to fall off and he fainted when he fell to the ground. The buldger started attacking his unconcious body trying to make him faint again(must be very stupid).
'Blind me! Harry's gotten himself a rogue, that's been tampered with.' Shouted Hagrid for everyone to hear.
'I'll stop it!' yelled Hermione pointing her wand at the buldger.
'Bloody Buldger, Bloody Brilliant!' she yelled. The buldger continued attacking Harry(buldger still very stupid).
'Bloody Barron, Pester Peeves!' nothing happened again.
'Boring Bludger, Bother Boyfriend!' This time, the buldger flew towards her and broke her wand, then flew back and started hitting Harry again, trying to make faint.
'My wand! Wand, come on wand!' squeaked Hermione as she turned to Neville and said, 'Say it, I doomed.'
'You're doomed.' said Neville confidently. He turned back and tried to cover his eyes.
Hermione stole Neville's wand when he wasn't looking because hers was broken.
'Sunshine, dasies, butter mellow, turn this stupid buldger balloon!' she yelled. The buldger suddenly turned into a balloon and started slapping Harry's face. And after a while, it burst.
Hermione, Hagrid, Ron and Lockhart ran towards Harry whose whole body was broken by then.
'I'll fix your arm stright away.' shouted Lockhart. He went over, made Harry's arm bone disappear, made all his bones disappear, then brought him to the hospital wing to drink skele-gro.
They arrived at the hospital wing a few minutes later. Malfoy and Flint were groaning inside. Malfoy had a broken arm, Flint had a broken face which was broken by the buldger. Malfoy had broken his arm because he called Buckbeak ugly.
'Oh stop fussing Mr Flint, you may go.' said Pomfrey, 'you should have come stright to me, I can mend bones in a heartbeat, but growing them back...'
Harry was sleeping in the Hospital wing that night when he heard a voice and awoke with a start.
'Come... come to me... let me rest... in peace...'
He got up and followed the voice. He followed, out of the hospital, out of the west wing, out and he stopped. It was coming from Moaning Mrytle's bathroom. He went in.
'Come to throw something at me?' asked Mrytle.
'Why would I want to throw something at you?' asked Harry.
'Because, because Dobby is bathing!!! Ahhh...' she flew away. Harry found Ron lying somewhere in the toilet and got Ron to follow him. Harry said something in parseltongue. The chamber of secrets opened. Suddenly Uncle Vernon appeared from the chamber and started throwing poo at Harry.
'Stop! What the... Why are you throwing at me?' asked Harry.
'Hahahaha... Guess why?' said Uncle Vernon crackling evily like a witch, like a Hermione.
'Because you don't like me?' asked Harry.
'Nope. Guess again.' said Uncle Vernon.
'Errr... I don't know, I give up.' said Harry defeated.
'You-know-who asked me to do it!' shouted Uncle Vernon.
'Why don't you go and throw at someone else, pick on someone your own size.' said Ron.
'But Hagrid is too big.' said Uncle Vernon.
'How about Mrytle.' said Harry. Uncle Vernon went to throw poo at poor miserable ugly old moaning Mrytle.
'Harry, say something in parseltongue.' Ron said.
'Hesh-shaa-hussh-ssha.' said Harry. The chamber opened with music playing from somewhere.
They both jumped in and Ron srceamed a tune. Ron landed on the ground and fainted. Harry landed on Ron but didn't faint, but Uncle Vernon landed on Harry and Harry fainted. Uncle Vernon stood up and woke the both of them, then climbed up again.
They walked and saw something large that look like a snake.
'It's a snake skin.' said Harry as he walked over to the other side.
'Must be at least fifty feet long.' Ron said examining it.
'Oh no.' came Lockhart's voice and there was a loud thud on the floor. Lockhart had fainted on the floor. Then suddenly he jumped up, grabbed Ron's wand and said,
'Who are you?'
'Err... Ron Weasley.' said Ron and Lockhart fainted again. When he fell to the floor, the whole place started shaking and the whole tunnel collasped.
'Harry! Harry! You ok? Harry! Har...' Ron was shouting as Harry walked over to a circular door, said something in parseltongue and climbed in.
He heard the voice again and followed it.
'Come... come to me... let me kiss... let me... read...' He walked and saw somebody lying on the floor.
'Ginny!' said Harry as he ran over to wake the person. But it wasn't Ginny, it was Dumbledore. He was listening to his walkman and singing.
'Come to me... rest... peace...'
'Dumbledore, you ok?' asked Harry concerned.
'Yep.' said Dumbledore. 'Tom Riddle told me to come here, says he's got me some flowers.' Dumbledore slept again.
'Tom Riddle?' asked Harry. 'The person in the diary?'
Suddenly, a man appeared, he was tall and thin. He had black hair and his stupid curly fringe was bobbing as he walked.
'Tom. Tom Riddle?' said Harry.
'Yes... it's me...' said Tom Riddle without opening his mouth.
'That's really advanced magic, I thought we will only learn that in year seven, you're only in year six. That's NEWT standard.' said Hermione emerging from somewhere.
'Slience. Put your hand down you silly girl! Mr Potter... Our new celebrity...' said Tom Riddle without moving his mouth.'
'Tom...' Tom Riddle said without moving his mouth.
'Yes, Master?' said Tom, now moving his mouth, clearly, there is someone in Tom's turban.
'I can't breathe.' said the voice.
'Yes, Master.' said Tom still staring at Harry and Hermione. They stare at each other angrily for five minutes until the voice spoke again.
'Tom...'
'Yes? Master?' said Tom.
'I said I can't breathe.' said the voice.
'Right master.' said Tom still staring at Harry, his eyes full of hatred.
'How is it that a baby woth no extraordinary talent is able to defeat-' said Tom.
'I said I can't breathe, Tom, NOW take off the turban.' shouted the the voice impatiently and so loudly that the statues shook like trees and the birds flew away. One of them threw the sorting hat on the floor and flew away.
'Yes master.' said Tom, unwrapping his turban revealing a face at the back of his head. The face of... the face of... Professor Snape.
Tom walked towards Harry and turned around so that Snape came face to face with him.
'Mr Potter... tell me where would you go if I ask you to find me a bazeor?' said Snape evily that the oil on his greasly hair started dripping onto Harry's robes.
'I don't know sir.' said Harry as Hermione's hand shot into the air.
'Pity...Clearly, fame isn't everything, is it? Mr Potter. Ten points will be taken for your classmate's cheek.' snared Snape at Hermione.
'Let's match the power of Lord Voldemort, heir of Salazar Slytherin against the famous Har-' said Tom.
'Silence Tom! I will not tolerate such nonsense! Punish yourself.' said Snape.
'Huh? Sorry master. Bad Tom, bad Tom...' said Tom knocking his head on the floor.
'No, stop, stop Tom, you're hurting me...' shouted a panicking Snape. 'Iron your hands!'
'Yes. Master.' said Tom as they left to iron Tom's hands. Dumbledore suddenly woke up.
'Seesh... just had a nice dream... Ahhh... I was in somewhere, with pretty flowers, I was catching butterfly, then I saw this pretty pink one flying by, and I was about to catch it, ahhh... then, I woke. What a wonderful dream. But pity I can't continue.' said Dumbledore.
Suddenly, Ron came bursting in shouting, 'HARRY! HARRY! HARRY! YOU OK?...'
'I'm fine, Ron.' said Harry staring at a sweaty Ron. Then they all apparated back with the sorting hat, all except Hermione, she climbed back up after she finished tutting.
Ch 19 The Rogue Buldger
The quidditch players walked down for quidditch a morning, Hufflepuff versus Gryffindor, actually Gryffindor versus Hufflepuff. Lee Jordan was commenting,
'From Gryffindor team, Dumbledore, Mcgonagall, Hagrid, Weasley, Weasley, Weasley and Potter. From Hufflepuff, Diggory, Tamberelli, Knowings, Saul, Morningtoast, Wintersnow and errr... Wood? Isn't he from Gryffindor?' There were boos and cheers.
Harry and Ron mounted their Firebolts and flew up into the air, Harry was smiling and waving at his fans, who were cheering for him. Ron was busy scowling at them because they weren't waving at him.
From the ground, Professor Hooch was getting ready to start the game, everyone was waiting in position, and Professor Hooch was waiting for Dumbledore, whose shooting star got broken in the previous match when he tried to join in the Hufflepuff against Ravenclaw game. His shooting star just wasn't working right, it was moving very slowly(made no difference anyway), and the shooting star was shooting stars out of the tip of it's handle. Five minutes later, he arrived beside Harry.
'One... two... three, let the game begin.' she yelled and everyone flew off before she finished. Fifteen minutes later, Hufflepuff was leading by twenty points because Dumbledore and Ron were just so lousy. Dumbledore kept telling Hermione off saying that he couldn't score because she was staring at him.
Suddenly, Dumbledore's broken shooting star started shooting stars out again and vibrating like any normal broomstick does.
'Help me! I'm going to fall off, Snape! Stop jinxing the broom!' and suddenly the broom stopped vibrating and Dumbledore who was so shocked, fell off.
The game went on and on for several hours and the score was one hundred and sixty to eighty, Hufflepuff was leading and Harry needed to find the snitch before they lose.
Suddenly, a buldger, out of somewhere started flying towards Harry. Harry ducked and flew towards another direction and the buldger chased him.
As Harry tried to shake the Buldger off by flying in different directions, and managed to get it to hit Marcus Flint.
'Goal!!!' Harry cheered as the snitch flew into his hands and the bloody buldger hit his head causing him to fall off and he fainted when he fell to the ground. The buldger started attacking his unconcious body trying to make him faint again(must be very stupid).
'Blind me! Harry's gotten himself a rogue, that's been tampered with.' Shouted Hagrid for everyone to hear.
'I'll stop it!' yelled Hermione pointing her wand at the buldger.
'Bloody Buldger, Bloody Brilliant!' she yelled. The buldger continued attacking Harry(buldger still very stupid).
'Bloody Barron, Pester Peeves!' nothing happened again.
'Boring Bludger, Bother Boyfriend!' This time, the buldger flew towards her and broke her wand, then flew back and started hitting Harry again, trying to make faint.
'My wand! Wand, come on wand!' squeaked Hermione as she turned to Neville and said, 'Say it, I doomed.'
'You're doomed.' said Neville confidently. He turned back and tried to cover his eyes.
Hermione stole Neville's wand when he wasn't looking because hers was broken.
'Sunshine, dasies, butter mellow, turn this stupid buldger balloon!' she yelled. The buldger suddenly turned into a balloon and started slapping Harry's face. And after a while, it burst.
Hermione, Hagrid, Ron and Lockhart ran towards Harry whose whole body was broken by then.
'I'll fix your arm stright away.' shouted Lockhart. He went over, made Harry's arm bone disappear, made all his bones disappear, then brought him to the hospital wing to drink skele-gro.
They arrived at the hospital wing a few minutes later. Malfoy and Flint were groaning inside. Malfoy had a broken arm, Flint had a broken face which was broken by the buldger. Malfoy had broken his arm because he called Buckbeak ugly.
'Oh stop fussing Mr Flint, you may go.' said Pomfrey, 'you should have come stright to me, I can mend bones in a heartbeat, but growing them back...'
Harry was sleeping in the Hospital wing that night when he heard a voice and awoke with a start.
'Come... come to me... let me rest... in peace...'
He got up and followed the voice. He followed, out of the hospital, out of the west wing, out and he stopped. It was coming from Moaning Mrytle's bathroom. He went in.
'Come to throw something at me?' asked Mrytle.
'Why would I want to throw something at you?' asked Harry.
'Because, because Dobby is bathing!!! Ahhh...' she flew away. Harry found Ron lying somewhere in the toilet and got Ron to follow him. Harry said something in parseltongue. The chamber of secrets opened. Suddenly Uncle Vernon appeared from the chamber and started throwing poo at Harry.
'Stop! What the... Why are you throwing at me?' asked Harry.
'Hahahaha... Guess why?' said Uncle Vernon crackling evily like a witch, like a Hermione.
'Because you don't like me?' asked Harry.
'Nope. Guess again.' said Uncle Vernon.
'Errr... I don't know, I give up.' said Harry defeated.
'You-know-who asked me to do it!' shouted Uncle Vernon.
'Why don't you go and throw at someone else, pick on someone your own size.' said Ron.
'But Hagrid is too big.' said Uncle Vernon.
'How about Mrytle.' said Harry. Uncle Vernon went to throw poo at poor miserable ugly old moaning Mrytle.
'Harry, say something in parseltongue.' Ron said.
'Hesh-shaa-hussh-ssha.' said Harry. The chamber opened with music playing from somewhere.
They both jumped in and Ron srceamed a tune. Ron landed on the ground and fainted. Harry landed on Ron but didn't faint, but Uncle Vernon landed on Harry and Harry fainted. Uncle Vernon stood up and woke the both of them, then climbed up again.
They walked and saw something large that look like a snake.
'It's a snake skin.' said Harry as he walked over to the other side.
'Must be at least fifty feet long.' Ron said examining it.
'Oh no.' came Lockhart's voice and there was a loud thud on the floor. Lockhart had fainted on the floor. Then suddenly he jumped up, grabbed Ron's wand and said,
'Who are you?'
'Err... Ron Weasley.' said Ron and Lockhart fainted again. When he fell to the floor, the whole place started shaking and the whole tunnel collasped.
'Harry! Harry! You ok? Harry! Har...' Ron was shouting as Harry walked over to a circular door, said something in parseltongue and climbed in.
He heard the voice again and followed it.
'Come... come to me... let me kiss... let me... read...' He walked and saw somebody lying on the floor.
'Ginny!' said Harry as he ran over to wake the person. But it wasn't Ginny, it was Dumbledore. He was listening to his walkman and singing.
'Come to me... rest... peace...'
'Dumbledore, you ok?' asked Harry concerned.
'Yep.' said Dumbledore. 'Tom Riddle told me to come here, says he's got me some flowers.' Dumbledore slept again.
'Tom Riddle?' asked Harry. 'The person in the diary?'
Suddenly, a man appeared, he was tall and thin. He had black hair and his stupid curly fringe was bobbing as he walked.
'Tom. Tom Riddle?' said Harry.
'Yes... it's me...' said Tom Riddle without opening his mouth.
'That's really advanced magic, I thought we will only learn that in year seven, you're only in year six. That's NEWT standard.' said Hermione emerging from somewhere.
'Slience. Put your hand down you silly girl! Mr Potter... Our new celebrity...' said Tom Riddle without moving his mouth.'
'Tom...' Tom Riddle said without moving his mouth.
'Yes, Master?' said Tom, now moving his mouth, clearly, there is someone in Tom's turban.
'I can't breathe.' said the voice.
'Yes, Master.' said Tom still staring at Harry and Hermione. They stare at each other angrily for five minutes until the voice spoke again.
'Tom...'
'Yes? Master?' said Tom.
'I said I can't breathe.' said the voice.
'Right master.' said Tom still staring at Harry, his eyes full of hatred.
'How is it that a baby woth no extraordinary talent is able to defeat-' said Tom.
'I said I can't breathe, Tom, NOW take off the turban.' shouted the the voice impatiently and so loudly that the statues shook like trees and the birds flew away. One of them threw the sorting hat on the floor and flew away.
'Yes master.' said Tom, unwrapping his turban revealing a face at the back of his head. The face of... the face of... Professor Snape.
Tom walked towards Harry and turned around so that Snape came face to face with him.
'Mr Potter... tell me where would you go if I ask you to find me a bazeor?' said Snape evily that the oil on his greasly hair started dripping onto Harry's robes.
'I don't know sir.' said Harry as Hermione's hand shot into the air.
'Pity...Clearly, fame isn't everything, is it? Mr Potter. Ten points will be taken for your classmate's cheek.' snared Snape at Hermione.
'Let's match the power of Lord Voldemort, heir of Salazar Slytherin against the famous Har-' said Tom.
'Silence Tom! I will not tolerate such nonsense! Punish yourself.' said Snape.
'Huh? Sorry master. Bad Tom, bad Tom...' said Tom knocking his head on the floor.
'No, stop, stop Tom, you're hurting me...' shouted a panicking Snape. 'Iron your hands!'
'Yes. Master.' said Tom as they left to iron Tom's hands. Dumbledore suddenly woke up.
'Seesh... just had a nice dream... Ahhh... I was in somewhere, with pretty flowers, I was catching butterfly, then I saw this pretty pink one flying by, and I was about to catch it, ahhh... then, I woke. What a wonderful dream. But pity I can't continue.' said Dumbledore.
Suddenly, Ron came bursting in shouting, 'HARRY! HARRY! HARRY! YOU OK?...'
'I'm fine, Ron.' said Harry staring at a sweaty Ron. Then they all apparated back with the sorting hat, all except Hermione, she climbed back up after she finished tutting.