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Chapter 3 – Library Secrets of the World
It wasn't that he liked to break rules. Not really. He was an average teenager; breaking rules just seemed to come to him naturally, so what if he gave trouble a little helping hand? Would anyone really notice? Well... Yes... But not everyone was as observant as old Dumbledore...
He slunk into the library heading towards a section he had discovered in his explorations. Pulling out a book labelled 'secret passages and doors' he stood back as the secret entry appeared from where the bookshelf had been. Walking along the now red adorned hallway he came to a veranda-like room that had large windows and streaming light. He smiled serenely and shifted his muggle studies homework from one of the tables, settling down and pulling the 'Marauders Map' from his pocket.
He inspected it closely before finding a small dot labelled Ginny Weasley moving towards the forbidden forest (A/N: Just thought I'd add; Ginny will not necessarily be a love interest, tell me if you want her to be, if you don't she'll just be a friend) he raised an eyebrow at the fast moving black speck before returning to the rest of the map, scanning it for anything particularly interesting, it wasn't any of his business where Ginny went or didn't went.
His eyes paused on his arithmacy Professor, sitting opposite professor Dumbledore, probably telling the old man everything about his arithmacy class, his every twitch and scratch. He scowled at the dot and pulling out his wand tapped it three times and whispered a soft spell.
"Viore" the map seemed to zoom in on the headmasters office, enlarging the dots labelled Roberto Vector and Albus Dumbledore. The room around them came into focus and Harry could clearly make out the shape of Professor Dumbledore's pensieve among other things. He smiled softly as the volume kicked in.
"...ried about him. After referring to Miss Granger as 'Granger' he finished the work I'd set him in half the time it took the rest of the class and pulled out a little book to read, I couldn't see the cover but it looked something like 'Life in the Amazons' I just don't think that he should be..." Dumbledore held up a hand and looked around the room, Harry was mildly surprised and quite a bit disconcerted when he locked eyes with the aged Headmaster.
"Harry, has no one told you it is rude to eavesdrop on other peoples conversations?" Dumbledore's eyes were, however, sparkling so uncontrollably Harry felt sure he should be wearing sunglasses.
"Direpel" Harry muttered the spell under his breathe before replying to the amused Headmaster and confused arithmacy professor.
"No, the Dursely's never did tell me that" he paused and seemed to consider something before casting yet another spell.
"Viete" He could feel even the Headmasters shock as a 3D apparition of himself appeared in the middle of the office. He waved to them. Dumbledore waved cheerily back.
"That is quite some spell Harry, where did you come across it?" Harry paused, considering his answer.
"Yes, I suppose so, I made it up if you must know, been checking out some books and found one I really liked the look of, a few variations and 'tada!' there is was" Dumbledore was smiling, as usual, and Roberto was looking bewildered and awed.
"Well, if you don't mind Harry...?" he left the sentence hanging and Harry waved again before he vanished with a loud pop back up to the tower he had been in.
When he severed the contact he looked thoughtful; there had been something odd when he had created the illusional copy of himself in the headmasters office, it had felt, well, odd. But he knew that he had to check it out; something in him screamed that if he could figure it out he would be at a great advantage to others. It was also shouting loud and clear that no one must know, not even the headmaster.
He paused, thinking of the spell he had used to eavesdrop, he would have to perfect it, he was not sure how Dumbledore had known he was there exactly, but he was determined to find out and fix the problem. It Dumbledore could see him the so could Voldemort and he didn't want that to happen now did he?
He paused and shook his head. Back to pranks, who cared about Voldemort? He had a childhood to make the most of.
When the Gryffindor girls came down the next morning they were all adorned with blood red nails and glaring at the offending body parts venomently as well as at Hermione. McGonagall looked up at them and the question was left unsaid. It was Lavender who answered.
"We were having a girls night and putting on nail polish, but we didn't read the bottle properly and thought it said removable nail polish, but it wasn't and it won't come off and it keep on cha – "she was cut of as he nails turned a fluorescent orange. Harry had to duck under the table to stop from laughing too much, he felt as if he was burning inside he was laughing so hard.
His behaviour went unnoticed by all but two people in the hall, Dumbledore and Snape. Harry didn't care, tears were streaming down his face and he hurridly packed up before pushing his way out of the hall and collapsing out into corridor. He didn't notice when Draco Malfoy came out with Snape he was on the floor shaking and muttering to himself something along the lines of 'it's gonna get better' over and over.
Malfoy and Snape watching him for a moment before moving back as he gathered himself together, both exchanging glances, Harry picked up his transfiguration books and a small pocket book the had the oddest name 'beetle or bug? How to tell the difference' he giggled and opened the book, pausing to grab a pen from his bag. He seemed to tick something and look rather proud of himself. The next thing that they heard was a muttered phrase from his retreating back.
"You're next Vecter, be afraid, be very afraid" he laughed at something only he could see and hear and made his way slowly towards the transfiguration hall.
Draco and Severus exchanged glances. Draco was the first to say something.
"Shit. Reckon we're on the victim list?" Snape looked at him in disbelief.
"You think we're not?" Draco paused.
"It was a possibility, but now you mention it I think you might be right" Snape nodded.
"You know Draco, you're very literate for someone your age; always having the perfect phrase for a situation, well done. I think I'll follow your example" he paused and shook his head "Shit"
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A/N: Review please!
A/N: Don't worry.
Chapter 3 – Library Secrets of the World
It wasn't that he liked to break rules. Not really. He was an average teenager; breaking rules just seemed to come to him naturally, so what if he gave trouble a little helping hand? Would anyone really notice? Well... Yes... But not everyone was as observant as old Dumbledore...
He slunk into the library heading towards a section he had discovered in his explorations. Pulling out a book labelled 'secret passages and doors' he stood back as the secret entry appeared from where the bookshelf had been. Walking along the now red adorned hallway he came to a veranda-like room that had large windows and streaming light. He smiled serenely and shifted his muggle studies homework from one of the tables, settling down and pulling the 'Marauders Map' from his pocket.
He inspected it closely before finding a small dot labelled Ginny Weasley moving towards the forbidden forest (A/N: Just thought I'd add; Ginny will not necessarily be a love interest, tell me if you want her to be, if you don't she'll just be a friend) he raised an eyebrow at the fast moving black speck before returning to the rest of the map, scanning it for anything particularly interesting, it wasn't any of his business where Ginny went or didn't went.
His eyes paused on his arithmacy Professor, sitting opposite professor Dumbledore, probably telling the old man everything about his arithmacy class, his every twitch and scratch. He scowled at the dot and pulling out his wand tapped it three times and whispered a soft spell.
"Viore" the map seemed to zoom in on the headmasters office, enlarging the dots labelled Roberto Vector and Albus Dumbledore. The room around them came into focus and Harry could clearly make out the shape of Professor Dumbledore's pensieve among other things. He smiled softly as the volume kicked in.
"...ried about him. After referring to Miss Granger as 'Granger' he finished the work I'd set him in half the time it took the rest of the class and pulled out a little book to read, I couldn't see the cover but it looked something like 'Life in the Amazons' I just don't think that he should be..." Dumbledore held up a hand and looked around the room, Harry was mildly surprised and quite a bit disconcerted when he locked eyes with the aged Headmaster.
"Harry, has no one told you it is rude to eavesdrop on other peoples conversations?" Dumbledore's eyes were, however, sparkling so uncontrollably Harry felt sure he should be wearing sunglasses.
"Direpel" Harry muttered the spell under his breathe before replying to the amused Headmaster and confused arithmacy professor.
"No, the Dursely's never did tell me that" he paused and seemed to consider something before casting yet another spell.
"Viete" He could feel even the Headmasters shock as a 3D apparition of himself appeared in the middle of the office. He waved to them. Dumbledore waved cheerily back.
"That is quite some spell Harry, where did you come across it?" Harry paused, considering his answer.
"Yes, I suppose so, I made it up if you must know, been checking out some books and found one I really liked the look of, a few variations and 'tada!' there is was" Dumbledore was smiling, as usual, and Roberto was looking bewildered and awed.
"Well, if you don't mind Harry...?" he left the sentence hanging and Harry waved again before he vanished with a loud pop back up to the tower he had been in.
When he severed the contact he looked thoughtful; there had been something odd when he had created the illusional copy of himself in the headmasters office, it had felt, well, odd. But he knew that he had to check it out; something in him screamed that if he could figure it out he would be at a great advantage to others. It was also shouting loud and clear that no one must know, not even the headmaster.
He paused, thinking of the spell he had used to eavesdrop, he would have to perfect it, he was not sure how Dumbledore had known he was there exactly, but he was determined to find out and fix the problem. It Dumbledore could see him the so could Voldemort and he didn't want that to happen now did he?
He paused and shook his head. Back to pranks, who cared about Voldemort? He had a childhood to make the most of.
When the Gryffindor girls came down the next morning they were all adorned with blood red nails and glaring at the offending body parts venomently as well as at Hermione. McGonagall looked up at them and the question was left unsaid. It was Lavender who answered.
"We were having a girls night and putting on nail polish, but we didn't read the bottle properly and thought it said removable nail polish, but it wasn't and it won't come off and it keep on cha – "she was cut of as he nails turned a fluorescent orange. Harry had to duck under the table to stop from laughing too much, he felt as if he was burning inside he was laughing so hard.
His behaviour went unnoticed by all but two people in the hall, Dumbledore and Snape. Harry didn't care, tears were streaming down his face and he hurridly packed up before pushing his way out of the hall and collapsing out into corridor. He didn't notice when Draco Malfoy came out with Snape he was on the floor shaking and muttering to himself something along the lines of 'it's gonna get better' over and over.
Malfoy and Snape watching him for a moment before moving back as he gathered himself together, both exchanging glances, Harry picked up his transfiguration books and a small pocket book the had the oddest name 'beetle or bug? How to tell the difference' he giggled and opened the book, pausing to grab a pen from his bag. He seemed to tick something and look rather proud of himself. The next thing that they heard was a muttered phrase from his retreating back.
"You're next Vecter, be afraid, be very afraid" he laughed at something only he could see and hear and made his way slowly towards the transfiguration hall.
Draco and Severus exchanged glances. Draco was the first to say something.
"Shit. Reckon we're on the victim list?" Snape looked at him in disbelief.
"You think we're not?" Draco paused.
"It was a possibility, but now you mention it I think you might be right" Snape nodded.
"You know Draco, you're very literate for someone your age; always having the perfect phrase for a situation, well done. I think I'll follow your example" he paused and shook his head "Shit"
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