O'Malley the Alley Cat= Yes, my last chapter was a nice lull, as you said, but things should be getting more exciting soon. :-)
Ok, so I lied about not posting the next bit of my story until I got up to 14 reviews. I've decided not to set limits, because I really hate it when people do that to their stories. Anyway, hope you like this chapter. The next chapter should be more interesting.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, so stop BUGGING me about it, ok? *sniff* ...hehehe :-D
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When Harry reached the Great Hall, he sat down at the Gryffindor table, and ate a quick lunch, which consisted of an American food that he liked very much: cheeseburgers, french fries, and soda. When he was done eating, he got up and headed towards the library. On the way there, Harry walked past Percy, who narrowed his eyes at him. Harry, however, didn't think this was very odd, because from what Ron had said a couple of weeks before, Percy still hadnÕt made contact with the family, and still thought that Harry was lying about Voldemort being back.
When he reached the entrance to the library, he walked right on in, and went over to the aisle that contained books all about the history of Hogwarts, and nothing else. Harry browsed through all the books, and came to a shelf that had books devoted to the mysteries of Hogwarts.
He saw a book that was titled: Everything You Wanted to Know About the Mysteries of Hogwarts. Harry took that book off the shelf. Then he saw another one that didn't have a title at all, it was quite thick, but he took it off the shelf anyway because he thought that it might come in use. There were about 25 other books on the shelf, and Harry took them all. He had to use the Levitating Charm for them because they were too heavy for him to carry all at once, and he didn't want anyone else taking one of them, for fear that they would find out what he was up to. Harry found an empty, isolated table, put the books in three piles on it, sat down, and started looking through them.
The third book Harry picked up was the first one that he saw, Everything You Wanted to Know About the Mysteries of Hogwarts. He thought that he could finish it quickly, because it wasn't that thick, so he opened it up and began to read.
Harry skimmed through most of the book, that is, until he came to a chapter that had the title: Secret Rooms. This is what he had been looking for, so he immediately stopped skimming and read the very short chapter carefully.
'There is only one known "secret room" in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It can take you anywhere you want it to in the world, and to anyone you wish, but you must first follow the correct procedures.'
Harry put the book very close to his face, and tuned out all other sounds.
'The first thing you must do is to brew a special potion, called the Portkey Potion. For ingredients you will need lacewing flies, shredded lettuce, and a five drops of blood from the person who wishes to travel.'
'First, add the lacewing flies, and stir over a fire for three minutes. Then, when you have done that, pour in the shredded lettuce, and leave it there for two minutes, and then stir the potion for one and a half minutes. After doing so, add the five drops of blood, and then stir for exactly twenty five and a half seconds; no more, no less. Let the potion simmer for ten minutes, then take it off of the fire, where you will need to let it cool ten minutes.'
'Then, pour the potion into a glass, and go into the secret room, also called the Portkey Room. Drink the potion, think about where you want to go, and who you want to go to, and you will be immediately transported to where you want, and to who you want.'
Harry immediately copied all this information on a piece of parchment. He sat in his chair for a moment, thinking about where he would get the ingredients for the potion. Then he remembered. The student store cupboard! Harry got up and ran out of the library, earing himself a disapproving shout from Madam Pince, the librarian.
When Harry had reached the stairs leading down to the dungeons, he ran headlong into Percy, the Potions teacher.
"Potter! Watch where you're going!" Percy said. "What are you doing?"
"What does it look like I'm doing?" Harry said crossly, "I'm stand here talking to you, and, after I'm finished, I will go on my way to the student store cupboard."
"What for?" said Percy.
"Figure it out for yourself." Harry walked past Percy.
"Wait a moment, Potter!" said Percy loudly.
Harry turned around. "Yes?"
"Apologize for running into me!"
"Oh I'll apologize," said Harry. "I'll apologize as soon as you apologize to your family."
He left Percy standing there, and went to the student store cupboard, where he got the lacewing flies, which he put into a pocket of his robes. Then he headed back up the stairs (Percy was no longer there), and towards the school kitchens, and there he found Dobby.
"Harry Potter, sir!" said Dobby, running up to Harry and hugging his knees.
"Hey Dobby," said Harry smiling.
"Is there anything I can get for you, Mr. Potter, sir?" Dobby said in his squeaky voice.
"Yes, as a matter of fact, there is something you can get for me," said Harry.
"What is it?"
"I need shredded lettuce for something that I am going to make."
"Right away, Mr. Harry Potter, sir!"
Dobby went over to where about a dozen other house-elfs were washing lettuce. Dobby grabbed one of the heads of lettuce, and put it in a shredder. When that was done, Dobby put the shredded lettuce into a plastic bag, and handed it to Harry.
"Is there anything else Dobby can get for you, Mr. Potter, sir?" Dobby said.
"No, there isn't Dobby," said Harry. "But there is something that you can do for me."
"What would that be, Mr. Potter, sir?"
"I do not want you, or any of the other house-elfs mentioning anything about this, because it is very important that this be kept secret." Harry could tell by the look on Dobby's face that Dobby didn't understand what was so important about not mentioning a head of lettuce.
"Dobby will not tell anyone about this, Mr. Harry Potter sir, and he will let the other house-elfs know."
"All right, thanks Dobby," said Harry. "I need to leave now, so good bye."
"Good bye, Mr. Harry Potter, sir!" said Dobby as Harry left.
Harry went up to the Gryffindor common room, which was surprisingly empty. 'Weird', thought Harry. Then he remembered that everyone was probably packing.
Harry noticed that it was dark. 'I must have taken longer than I thought'. He went up to the 6th year boys' dorm, where he found Ron, Neville, Dean, and Seamus packing.
"Hey Ron." Harry said.
"Oh, hey, Harry," Ron said. "Why weren't you at dinner?"
"Oh, I was-" Harry didnÕt really feel like telling Ron what he had been up to. "I was taking a walk around the school grounds," he said.
"Oh."
"You need any help?"
"Um, yeah, I'm looking for my maroon sweater, you know, the one that mum made me for Christmas last year. Do you know where it is?"
"Yeah, I think so," Harry replied. "Last I saw it, Hermione was wearing it."
"Could you go tell her that I'd like to have it back so that I can pack it in my trunk?"
"Sure."
Ron smiled. "Thanks, mate."
Harry hid the lacewing flies and shredded lettuce in his trunk, and went back down to the Gryffindor common. He pointed his wand at his throat, and muttered 'sonorus', just as Ludo Bagman had done at the Quidditch World Cup.
"HERMIONE!" he yelled, his voice amplified, up the girls staircase. "HERMIONE!"
He heard a door open, and heard someone walking towards him. It was Hermione.
"What is it, Harry?" she said.
Harry pointed his wand again at his throat, but this time, muttered 'quietus'.
"What did you call me for?"
"Ron needs his maroon sweater back," said Harry in his normal voice.
"Oh, hang on a minute while I get it." Hermione disappeared for a couple of minutes, and then walked down the stairs to Harry. "Here you go, Harry," said Hermione, as she deposited Ron's sweater into Harry's arms. Then she threw her arms around him in a hug. "I hope you have a good Christmas vacation," she said. "I've got to go and finish packing, see you in three weeks!" Hermione stopped hugging Harry and went back up to her dorm, but not without a wave goodbye.
Harry sighed and went back to his dorm, where he gave Ron the maroon sweater. He yawned.
"Tired, Harry?" Neville said.
"Very tired," said Harry. "It isn't that late, but I think i'll go to bed now."
"Good night Harry," said Ron.
Harry got dressed into his pyjamas, and got into his four-poster bed. "Good night, Ron," he said. "See you in three weeks."
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PLEASE review, I'd really like some feedback, because I'd like to know what y'all think. :-) Cheers!
Ok, so I lied about not posting the next bit of my story until I got up to 14 reviews. I've decided not to set limits, because I really hate it when people do that to their stories. Anyway, hope you like this chapter. The next chapter should be more interesting.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, so stop BUGGING me about it, ok? *sniff* ...hehehe :-D
~*~
When Harry reached the Great Hall, he sat down at the Gryffindor table, and ate a quick lunch, which consisted of an American food that he liked very much: cheeseburgers, french fries, and soda. When he was done eating, he got up and headed towards the library. On the way there, Harry walked past Percy, who narrowed his eyes at him. Harry, however, didn't think this was very odd, because from what Ron had said a couple of weeks before, Percy still hadnÕt made contact with the family, and still thought that Harry was lying about Voldemort being back.
When he reached the entrance to the library, he walked right on in, and went over to the aisle that contained books all about the history of Hogwarts, and nothing else. Harry browsed through all the books, and came to a shelf that had books devoted to the mysteries of Hogwarts.
He saw a book that was titled: Everything You Wanted to Know About the Mysteries of Hogwarts. Harry took that book off the shelf. Then he saw another one that didn't have a title at all, it was quite thick, but he took it off the shelf anyway because he thought that it might come in use. There were about 25 other books on the shelf, and Harry took them all. He had to use the Levitating Charm for them because they were too heavy for him to carry all at once, and he didn't want anyone else taking one of them, for fear that they would find out what he was up to. Harry found an empty, isolated table, put the books in three piles on it, sat down, and started looking through them.
The third book Harry picked up was the first one that he saw, Everything You Wanted to Know About the Mysteries of Hogwarts. He thought that he could finish it quickly, because it wasn't that thick, so he opened it up and began to read.
Harry skimmed through most of the book, that is, until he came to a chapter that had the title: Secret Rooms. This is what he had been looking for, so he immediately stopped skimming and read the very short chapter carefully.
'There is only one known "secret room" in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It can take you anywhere you want it to in the world, and to anyone you wish, but you must first follow the correct procedures.'
Harry put the book very close to his face, and tuned out all other sounds.
'The first thing you must do is to brew a special potion, called the Portkey Potion. For ingredients you will need lacewing flies, shredded lettuce, and a five drops of blood from the person who wishes to travel.'
'First, add the lacewing flies, and stir over a fire for three minutes. Then, when you have done that, pour in the shredded lettuce, and leave it there for two minutes, and then stir the potion for one and a half minutes. After doing so, add the five drops of blood, and then stir for exactly twenty five and a half seconds; no more, no less. Let the potion simmer for ten minutes, then take it off of the fire, where you will need to let it cool ten minutes.'
'Then, pour the potion into a glass, and go into the secret room, also called the Portkey Room. Drink the potion, think about where you want to go, and who you want to go to, and you will be immediately transported to where you want, and to who you want.'
Harry immediately copied all this information on a piece of parchment. He sat in his chair for a moment, thinking about where he would get the ingredients for the potion. Then he remembered. The student store cupboard! Harry got up and ran out of the library, earing himself a disapproving shout from Madam Pince, the librarian.
When Harry had reached the stairs leading down to the dungeons, he ran headlong into Percy, the Potions teacher.
"Potter! Watch where you're going!" Percy said. "What are you doing?"
"What does it look like I'm doing?" Harry said crossly, "I'm stand here talking to you, and, after I'm finished, I will go on my way to the student store cupboard."
"What for?" said Percy.
"Figure it out for yourself." Harry walked past Percy.
"Wait a moment, Potter!" said Percy loudly.
Harry turned around. "Yes?"
"Apologize for running into me!"
"Oh I'll apologize," said Harry. "I'll apologize as soon as you apologize to your family."
He left Percy standing there, and went to the student store cupboard, where he got the lacewing flies, which he put into a pocket of his robes. Then he headed back up the stairs (Percy was no longer there), and towards the school kitchens, and there he found Dobby.
"Harry Potter, sir!" said Dobby, running up to Harry and hugging his knees.
"Hey Dobby," said Harry smiling.
"Is there anything I can get for you, Mr. Potter, sir?" Dobby said in his squeaky voice.
"Yes, as a matter of fact, there is something you can get for me," said Harry.
"What is it?"
"I need shredded lettuce for something that I am going to make."
"Right away, Mr. Harry Potter, sir!"
Dobby went over to where about a dozen other house-elfs were washing lettuce. Dobby grabbed one of the heads of lettuce, and put it in a shredder. When that was done, Dobby put the shredded lettuce into a plastic bag, and handed it to Harry.
"Is there anything else Dobby can get for you, Mr. Potter, sir?" Dobby said.
"No, there isn't Dobby," said Harry. "But there is something that you can do for me."
"What would that be, Mr. Potter, sir?"
"I do not want you, or any of the other house-elfs mentioning anything about this, because it is very important that this be kept secret." Harry could tell by the look on Dobby's face that Dobby didn't understand what was so important about not mentioning a head of lettuce.
"Dobby will not tell anyone about this, Mr. Harry Potter sir, and he will let the other house-elfs know."
"All right, thanks Dobby," said Harry. "I need to leave now, so good bye."
"Good bye, Mr. Harry Potter, sir!" said Dobby as Harry left.
Harry went up to the Gryffindor common room, which was surprisingly empty. 'Weird', thought Harry. Then he remembered that everyone was probably packing.
Harry noticed that it was dark. 'I must have taken longer than I thought'. He went up to the 6th year boys' dorm, where he found Ron, Neville, Dean, and Seamus packing.
"Hey Ron." Harry said.
"Oh, hey, Harry," Ron said. "Why weren't you at dinner?"
"Oh, I was-" Harry didnÕt really feel like telling Ron what he had been up to. "I was taking a walk around the school grounds," he said.
"Oh."
"You need any help?"
"Um, yeah, I'm looking for my maroon sweater, you know, the one that mum made me for Christmas last year. Do you know where it is?"
"Yeah, I think so," Harry replied. "Last I saw it, Hermione was wearing it."
"Could you go tell her that I'd like to have it back so that I can pack it in my trunk?"
"Sure."
Ron smiled. "Thanks, mate."
Harry hid the lacewing flies and shredded lettuce in his trunk, and went back down to the Gryffindor common. He pointed his wand at his throat, and muttered 'sonorus', just as Ludo Bagman had done at the Quidditch World Cup.
"HERMIONE!" he yelled, his voice amplified, up the girls staircase. "HERMIONE!"
He heard a door open, and heard someone walking towards him. It was Hermione.
"What is it, Harry?" she said.
Harry pointed his wand again at his throat, but this time, muttered 'quietus'.
"What did you call me for?"
"Ron needs his maroon sweater back," said Harry in his normal voice.
"Oh, hang on a minute while I get it." Hermione disappeared for a couple of minutes, and then walked down the stairs to Harry. "Here you go, Harry," said Hermione, as she deposited Ron's sweater into Harry's arms. Then she threw her arms around him in a hug. "I hope you have a good Christmas vacation," she said. "I've got to go and finish packing, see you in three weeks!" Hermione stopped hugging Harry and went back up to her dorm, but not without a wave goodbye.
Harry sighed and went back to his dorm, where he gave Ron the maroon sweater. He yawned.
"Tired, Harry?" Neville said.
"Very tired," said Harry. "It isn't that late, but I think i'll go to bed now."
"Good night Harry," said Ron.
Harry got dressed into his pyjamas, and got into his four-poster bed. "Good night, Ron," he said. "See you in three weeks."
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PLEASE review, I'd really like some feedback, because I'd like to know what y'all think. :-) Cheers!