Chapter 8: The Writing on the Wall

I'm so sorry for the wait. It was a busy Holiday and I kinda had a writer's block. I'm not sure how good this chapter will be, but I tried. Thanks to all who reviewed, it means a lot!

Chapter 8

"That was a good practice, wasn't it Harry?" asked Ron as they walked into the Gryffindor common room.

"It was, except for the fact that the two beaters fell off their broom . . .." Harry stopped his sentence.

Ron looked at Harry, and then looked straightforward. The common room was a complete mess. Books were flown everywhere, papers were torn, and cushions were flying in mid-air. Suddenly, something moved under a pile of papers. The figure stood up and the papers fell to the ground.

"Reparo" said the figure and everything was repaired and back to its orginal place state.

Harry and Ron's jaw dropped. It was Hermione who cast the spell.

"Hermione, what on Earth are you doing?" Ron asked.

"I was looking for something I brought this year, and I finally found it!" exclaimed Hermione looking proud with herself.

"What?" asked Harry

"This" she said and held up a newspaper with pictures of people on it.

"Why do you have a paper of the Daily Prophet from last year?" asked Ron looking really confused.

"It is from the time when Bellatrix and those other Death Eaters broke out of Azkaban prision, remember?" asked Hermione with her eyebrows raised.

"Yes, I do, for a matter of-fact!" said Ron.

"Good, then soon you will know why I'm always running off," said Hermione.

"When?" asked Harry

"Soon" replied Hermione and she walked up the stairs to the girl's dormitory, and passed Ginny on the way.

"What was that about?" asked Ginny

"Nothing, Hermione just won't tell us something," said Harry sitting down on a chair.

"She's being really quiet these past couple of days" said Ginny shaking her head.

"I wonder why?" asked Ron.

"Don't worry, I think she's onto something about the poem" said Harry

"What poem?" asked Ginny

"Nothing" he said.

"Tell me, Please!" she asked with puppy eyes.

"Alright, Alright" Harry said, he could never understand how puppy eyes got people into doing things.

So Harry told Ginny about the black envelope, and the poem inside it. She listened, and took everything seriously. That's what Harry liked about Ginny. She has a funny side, an adventure side, and a serious side. Also including that she's kind, and caring.

After talking about it, and Ginny asked a few questions Ron looked like he was getting tired.

"How about we go to bed, and talk about it sometime tomorrow?" asked Harry

"That sounds good," said Ron after a yawn.

"Alright, good-night!" said Ginny smiling as she set off for the girl's dormitiory.

"I can't believe it's almost midnight!" said Harry looking at the clock.

"Let's go to bed," said Ron pulling at Harry's shirt.

Ron, without changing, lept into bed and fell fast asleep. Harry got changed and sat by the windowsill. Hedwig was in the owlery probably eating or sleeping. He watched as clouds moved out of the way of the moon. Suddenly he spotted a shadow of something coming out of the Forbidden Forest. It was covered in a cloak, but it looked like a person. Harry watched as the figure came up to the castle and entered through its doors. So whatever came out of the Forbidden Forest was in the castle right now!

"I got to find out who that was!" mumbled Harry but sleep overtook him and he fell asleep on the windowsill.

"Harry . . .. Harry . . . HARRY!" yelled Ron.

Harry awoke with a start.

"What? RON! Why did you wake me up?" asked Harry looking really annoyed.

"I wanted to show you something you might want to see!" said Ron who was looking very worried.

"What is it?" said Harry calming down with he worried look his best friend was giving him.

Ron led him down the stairs, out of the common room, and they faced a wall.

"What is it Ron?" asked Harry who was looking at a blank wall.

"Watch," said Ron as he took out his wand "Aparecium"

Harry watched as the blank wall turned different and letters appeared. The letters magically re-arranged themselves to form to three different sets of sentences. Harry read the wall.

To Harry Potter,

Protect your mudblood friend

Before she comes to a mysterious end . . .

"Hermione!" exclaimed Harry.

Sorry, but this is the end of the 8th chapter. I hope everyone liked it. Please review. It makes me happy when I don't feel well. (. Thanks! Byez!