"Ok." Harry turned to the other two quickly. "The sun'll have to wait." he
whispered. Ron and Hermione smiled nervously. Harry turned on his heel
and followed Snape. Snape still had the letter clutched tightly in his
hand when the reached the griffin outside Dumbledore's office.
"Chocolate frog." Snape said bitterly. The griffin sprang aside and they stepped onto the rotating stairwell.
"Professor, what's this abo-"
"Shh, Potter!"
They stepped into Dumbledore's office.
Dumbledore's eyes met Harry's, before he said, "What seems to be the problem, Severus?"
"I found this in Potter's pocket." he thrust the letter to Dumbledore. "It is surely a trap." he added, as Dumbledore began to read. Harry saw Dumbledore smile.
"And assure you, Severus." Dumbledore said, looking up from the letter. "It is not a trap." He smiled at Harry. "Harry, take this letter to your common room. Put it somewhere safe. Show it to no one else." He handed the letter back to Harry.
"Yes, Professor." Harry turned to go back out, but Dumbledore said,
"Harry, you need to be careful, in all that you do. You may go."
Harry nodded and walked out of Dumbledore's office. He ran up to his dormitory. Where could he put the letter? Where would it be safe? Harry thought for a long time. Then he pulled the assignment book Hermione had given him last year out. He opened it to try and find a pocket. When he opened it, the book shouted, "Do it now, before you forget how!"
"I'll do that." mumbled Harry. He found a pocket after a half hour. It took so long because it was hidden, and would only reveal itself when he said, "I need somewhere safe for this letter!" two seconds after he said it, a pocket appeared out of nowhere in the very center of the book. He carefully put the letter in, and when the letter was safely tucked inside, the pocket vanished. Harry gave a sigh of relief. He put the book away and walked down to the common room. Hermione and Ron were just walking through the portrait hole.
"Where have you been?" asked Hermione. "We waited for over half an hour!"
"Yeah, sorry about that." said Harry.
"What was that letter Snape took from you about, anyway?" asked Ron.
"Nothing, really." Harry shrugged.
"But you did get it back, right?" demanded Hermione, as though if he didn't, it would have been one step to far.
"Yes, I got it back. And no, I'm still not telling who it's from." he added seeing Ron open his mouth. Ron closed it, and opened it again. "Or about the person from the Order." Ron closed his mouth again, with great disappointment.
"Look, I promised I wouldn't tell."
"I know. I shouldn't be angry with you. You promised you wouldn't tell. I'll let you keep the secret." Said Ron.
"You'll probably find out anyway, eventually." Harry reassured.
"Can we go outside now?" Hermione was tapping her foot impatiently.
"Well, how about after lunch?" Harry pointed to the clock. It was already half past noon.
"Ok, fine." she grumpily stomped out the portrait hole. Harry and Ron shrugged, and walked out after her.
"I'm not really hungry, how about you?" Ron asked as they sat down.
"I don't know. Had a big breakfast." he added with a smile. "I'll just have a sandwich." Harry helped himself to a sandwich and some chips. He was pouring himself some pumpkin juice when Hermione nudged him hard. "What?" she pointed to the staff table. There was an extra chair beside Dumbledore. And it was occupied, by Percy.
"Don't let Ron-" she began, but it was too late. Ron was steadily turning crimson as he stared at the staff table. Percy stood up and waked swiftly to the Gryffindor table. He walked over to Harry. He tried to ignore his youngest brother, who was being held back by Hermione.
"Harry, I need to talk to, straight away." he sounded very urgent. Harry nodded and was about to stand up.
"Harry, no." whispered Ron and Hermione. Harry ignored them. He stood up and followed Percy out of the great hall.
"You got my letter, then?" Percy asked swiftly. He looked at Harry, who nodded. "Good, good. We're going to see Dumbledore." he said in response to the look of confusion on Harry's face.
"Chocolate frog." Snape said bitterly. The griffin sprang aside and they stepped onto the rotating stairwell.
"Professor, what's this abo-"
"Shh, Potter!"
They stepped into Dumbledore's office.
Dumbledore's eyes met Harry's, before he said, "What seems to be the problem, Severus?"
"I found this in Potter's pocket." he thrust the letter to Dumbledore. "It is surely a trap." he added, as Dumbledore began to read. Harry saw Dumbledore smile.
"And assure you, Severus." Dumbledore said, looking up from the letter. "It is not a trap." He smiled at Harry. "Harry, take this letter to your common room. Put it somewhere safe. Show it to no one else." He handed the letter back to Harry.
"Yes, Professor." Harry turned to go back out, but Dumbledore said,
"Harry, you need to be careful, in all that you do. You may go."
Harry nodded and walked out of Dumbledore's office. He ran up to his dormitory. Where could he put the letter? Where would it be safe? Harry thought for a long time. Then he pulled the assignment book Hermione had given him last year out. He opened it to try and find a pocket. When he opened it, the book shouted, "Do it now, before you forget how!"
"I'll do that." mumbled Harry. He found a pocket after a half hour. It took so long because it was hidden, and would only reveal itself when he said, "I need somewhere safe for this letter!" two seconds after he said it, a pocket appeared out of nowhere in the very center of the book. He carefully put the letter in, and when the letter was safely tucked inside, the pocket vanished. Harry gave a sigh of relief. He put the book away and walked down to the common room. Hermione and Ron were just walking through the portrait hole.
"Where have you been?" asked Hermione. "We waited for over half an hour!"
"Yeah, sorry about that." said Harry.
"What was that letter Snape took from you about, anyway?" asked Ron.
"Nothing, really." Harry shrugged.
"But you did get it back, right?" demanded Hermione, as though if he didn't, it would have been one step to far.
"Yes, I got it back. And no, I'm still not telling who it's from." he added seeing Ron open his mouth. Ron closed it, and opened it again. "Or about the person from the Order." Ron closed his mouth again, with great disappointment.
"Look, I promised I wouldn't tell."
"I know. I shouldn't be angry with you. You promised you wouldn't tell. I'll let you keep the secret." Said Ron.
"You'll probably find out anyway, eventually." Harry reassured.
"Can we go outside now?" Hermione was tapping her foot impatiently.
"Well, how about after lunch?" Harry pointed to the clock. It was already half past noon.
"Ok, fine." she grumpily stomped out the portrait hole. Harry and Ron shrugged, and walked out after her.
"I'm not really hungry, how about you?" Ron asked as they sat down.
"I don't know. Had a big breakfast." he added with a smile. "I'll just have a sandwich." Harry helped himself to a sandwich and some chips. He was pouring himself some pumpkin juice when Hermione nudged him hard. "What?" she pointed to the staff table. There was an extra chair beside Dumbledore. And it was occupied, by Percy.
"Don't let Ron-" she began, but it was too late. Ron was steadily turning crimson as he stared at the staff table. Percy stood up and waked swiftly to the Gryffindor table. He walked over to Harry. He tried to ignore his youngest brother, who was being held back by Hermione.
"Harry, I need to talk to, straight away." he sounded very urgent. Harry nodded and was about to stand up.
"Harry, no." whispered Ron and Hermione. Harry ignored them. He stood up and followed Percy out of the great hall.
"You got my letter, then?" Percy asked swiftly. He looked at Harry, who nodded. "Good, good. We're going to see Dumbledore." he said in response to the look of confusion on Harry's face.