Chapter 3
( back to Harry)
"What is it Ron asked curiously looking over Harry's shoulder.
"Looks like some fancy watch to me. But I've never seen one quite like this." Harry held the watch and examined it closely. "It doesn't have any numbers or hands or anything. Just three dials."
"It's bloody brilliant though," said Ron in an awed voice. "Look at the snakes! Thats got to be the coolest watch I've ever seen! Go on, keep it Harry."
"I don't know. Don't you think its a bit odd finding a watch like this just lying on the grounds? You'd think someone would be looking for it. Slytherins are snakes and all. What do you bet they cursed it or something hoping someone would pick it up."
"Oh come on Harry, you found it so it's their loss if they lost it." Ron was right. It was brilliant and besides who would want to curse a watch anyway? Although somewhere deep inside him Harry had a feeling that no good could come from this watch. There was something about it that made Harry's spine tingle.
" Oh what the heck! What could go wrong? It's only a watch right?" said Harry confidently.
"That's the spirit!"
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Harry sat up late the next night trying to examine the watch more closely. He had predicted what Hermione would say before she even said it. 'I think you should turn it in to McGonnagal Harry. Someone might be looking for it. Besides I don't like the look of those snakes.' Typical Hermione. Ron had said 'Give it a rest Hermione!' Harry laughed silently. They were always bickering about something. Harry along with a small red headed first year were the only ones left in the common room. She seemed souly concentrated on finishing some last minute studying. Harry sat thinking for a while until the girl quietly got up and headed for her dormitory. Harry was finally alone.
What was the purpose of this watch? Obviously it was not used to tell time. Harry had noticed a tiny scratch on the back but thought nothing of it. Anything could have caused a scratch like that. He finally decided to give it a rest and climbed the stairs towards the boys' dormitories. He sat the watch on his bedside table and climbed into bed. He pulled the hangings of his four poster closed and drifted off to sleep with the faint sounds of Neville's snores in the background.
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Harry walked into the great hall the next morning and sat across from Ron. Harry was beat. And to make matters worse he had double potions next.
Dean ran over and quickly sat next to Ron. "Did you hear?" He asked anxiously, "there have been at least 7 muggle attacks this week!"
"Oh my god" Whispered Hermione.
"7!" yelled Harry (not real loud though as not to attract attention.) "What are they playing at?"
"You would think those loons at the ministry would have done something about it by now, but no Their over in London sitting on their big fat butts doing absolutely nothing." exclaimed Ron.
Ron's dad who was a former ministry worker quit because of the lack of effort put on stopping the death eaters.
"Well it's almost time for lessons." said Harry reluctantly. The astonished faces around him turned grim. "I guess.... Alright.... Whatever" came a low mumble from the others as they climbed out of their seats and started off. When they had reached the last few steps Dean started to say " Oh yea, Harry there was also....." But he was rudely interrupted by a cold drawling voice.
" Can you believe there has been yet another wizard family killed?" said Draco Malfoy in a sarcastic sort of way," and the infamous Sirius Black has been pronounced dead after finishing the poor family off." He had said this as if he knew something everyone else didn't. A crooked smile played across his pale face.
"I personally don't think he could handle even one little kid. I mean Black, please. There are plenty of death eaters worse than him. I can promise you that. I can't believe that the ministry thinks that Black's death was some sort of triumph! They haven't seen anything yet. There are far worse things to come I assure you. It's only a matter of time."
" And how do you know this Malfoy? Death Eater yourself are you." said Harry.
" My dad has connections."
"Calm down. Just ignore him" said Hermione hurriedly. Harry just realized that Ron and Hermione had both seized the back of his robes. Seamus, Dean, and Neville were close behind ready to lend a hand if Harry got out of control.
"Just shut up Malfoy!" Harry said.
"Shut up Malfoy? Why, you don't believe me?" He said in a mock innocent voice," Well, here. Read it yourself Potter."
Malfoy held out a copy of the Daily Prophet. Harry snatched it away to a few snickers from the slytherins. The headline read Sirius Black Found Dead at the Seen of the Crime. The article read as follows.
Finally, Sirius Black is dead, reports a ministry official to many
cheers from the office. As of yesterday, September 24 Sirius Black
has been officially pronounced dead after being found at the sight
of the latest wizard murder. We believe that Sirius Black did
actually succeed in killing the entire wizarding family of Bob
Flemmings before a ministry auror killed him. More news of this
terrible event can be found on later pages.
"Well, to bad it wasn't your father aye Malfoy." said Harry after finishing the passage." I doubt your dad could even kill one of those family members, them even being unarmed." Harry could see the anger rising in Malfoy's face.
"Don't you dare insult my father Potter!" steamed Malfoy.
Harry pleased at his work turned to speak with Ron and Hermione about the article. A bright green light flew past Harry's left ear skimming it slightly. Harry wheeled around and found Malfoy's wand pointing right at him Malfoy breathing hard. Harry fumbled for his wand and when he pulled it out said the first thing that he could think of. At the exact same moment every one in the hall said a different curse. The Gryfindors instinctively flew to the ground and put their hands over their heads. All kinds of different assorted colors flew over top of them. The spells rebounded off the walls arching over them. Harry felt one surge just over him and singe the tips of his hair. After a few moments the spells that had not found targets slowly dissolved away.
When Harry and the others chanced a look up they found the less fortunate Slytheryns had forgotten to duck and several curses hit each at once. The result was not very pretty. Malfoy in turn got the worst of it. He seemed to be made of jelly because his legs wobbled and he had horrid purple pimples covering every inch of his skin. Also imprinted in his hair were the words, I'm a fat, stupid git.
"Yours I expect." laughed Harry.
"Guilty as charged." Replied Ron proudly. Everyone roared with laughter. At that moment Snape arrived at the bottom of the steps. He found all of the Slytheryns knocked out on the floor and all of the Gryfindors laughing hysterically.
"What is the meaning of this?" sneered Snape.
"Well Professor, My fellow students seem to have tried to give themselves makeovers. Worked pretty well if you ask me." Harry said seriously. Unable to keep quiet the Gryfindors burst into fits of laughter.
( back to Harry)
"What is it Ron asked curiously looking over Harry's shoulder.
"Looks like some fancy watch to me. But I've never seen one quite like this." Harry held the watch and examined it closely. "It doesn't have any numbers or hands or anything. Just three dials."
"It's bloody brilliant though," said Ron in an awed voice. "Look at the snakes! Thats got to be the coolest watch I've ever seen! Go on, keep it Harry."
"I don't know. Don't you think its a bit odd finding a watch like this just lying on the grounds? You'd think someone would be looking for it. Slytherins are snakes and all. What do you bet they cursed it or something hoping someone would pick it up."
"Oh come on Harry, you found it so it's their loss if they lost it." Ron was right. It was brilliant and besides who would want to curse a watch anyway? Although somewhere deep inside him Harry had a feeling that no good could come from this watch. There was something about it that made Harry's spine tingle.
" Oh what the heck! What could go wrong? It's only a watch right?" said Harry confidently.
"That's the spirit!"
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Harry sat up late the next night trying to examine the watch more closely. He had predicted what Hermione would say before she even said it. 'I think you should turn it in to McGonnagal Harry. Someone might be looking for it. Besides I don't like the look of those snakes.' Typical Hermione. Ron had said 'Give it a rest Hermione!' Harry laughed silently. They were always bickering about something. Harry along with a small red headed first year were the only ones left in the common room. She seemed souly concentrated on finishing some last minute studying. Harry sat thinking for a while until the girl quietly got up and headed for her dormitory. Harry was finally alone.
What was the purpose of this watch? Obviously it was not used to tell time. Harry had noticed a tiny scratch on the back but thought nothing of it. Anything could have caused a scratch like that. He finally decided to give it a rest and climbed the stairs towards the boys' dormitories. He sat the watch on his bedside table and climbed into bed. He pulled the hangings of his four poster closed and drifted off to sleep with the faint sounds of Neville's snores in the background.
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Harry walked into the great hall the next morning and sat across from Ron. Harry was beat. And to make matters worse he had double potions next.
Dean ran over and quickly sat next to Ron. "Did you hear?" He asked anxiously, "there have been at least 7 muggle attacks this week!"
"Oh my god" Whispered Hermione.
"7!" yelled Harry (not real loud though as not to attract attention.) "What are they playing at?"
"You would think those loons at the ministry would have done something about it by now, but no Their over in London sitting on their big fat butts doing absolutely nothing." exclaimed Ron.
Ron's dad who was a former ministry worker quit because of the lack of effort put on stopping the death eaters.
"Well it's almost time for lessons." said Harry reluctantly. The astonished faces around him turned grim. "I guess.... Alright.... Whatever" came a low mumble from the others as they climbed out of their seats and started off. When they had reached the last few steps Dean started to say " Oh yea, Harry there was also....." But he was rudely interrupted by a cold drawling voice.
" Can you believe there has been yet another wizard family killed?" said Draco Malfoy in a sarcastic sort of way," and the infamous Sirius Black has been pronounced dead after finishing the poor family off." He had said this as if he knew something everyone else didn't. A crooked smile played across his pale face.
"I personally don't think he could handle even one little kid. I mean Black, please. There are plenty of death eaters worse than him. I can promise you that. I can't believe that the ministry thinks that Black's death was some sort of triumph! They haven't seen anything yet. There are far worse things to come I assure you. It's only a matter of time."
" And how do you know this Malfoy? Death Eater yourself are you." said Harry.
" My dad has connections."
"Calm down. Just ignore him" said Hermione hurriedly. Harry just realized that Ron and Hermione had both seized the back of his robes. Seamus, Dean, and Neville were close behind ready to lend a hand if Harry got out of control.
"Just shut up Malfoy!" Harry said.
"Shut up Malfoy? Why, you don't believe me?" He said in a mock innocent voice," Well, here. Read it yourself Potter."
Malfoy held out a copy of the Daily Prophet. Harry snatched it away to a few snickers from the slytherins. The headline read Sirius Black Found Dead at the Seen of the Crime. The article read as follows.
Finally, Sirius Black is dead, reports a ministry official to many
cheers from the office. As of yesterday, September 24 Sirius Black
has been officially pronounced dead after being found at the sight
of the latest wizard murder. We believe that Sirius Black did
actually succeed in killing the entire wizarding family of Bob
Flemmings before a ministry auror killed him. More news of this
terrible event can be found on later pages.
"Well, to bad it wasn't your father aye Malfoy." said Harry after finishing the passage." I doubt your dad could even kill one of those family members, them even being unarmed." Harry could see the anger rising in Malfoy's face.
"Don't you dare insult my father Potter!" steamed Malfoy.
Harry pleased at his work turned to speak with Ron and Hermione about the article. A bright green light flew past Harry's left ear skimming it slightly. Harry wheeled around and found Malfoy's wand pointing right at him Malfoy breathing hard. Harry fumbled for his wand and when he pulled it out said the first thing that he could think of. At the exact same moment every one in the hall said a different curse. The Gryfindors instinctively flew to the ground and put their hands over their heads. All kinds of different assorted colors flew over top of them. The spells rebounded off the walls arching over them. Harry felt one surge just over him and singe the tips of his hair. After a few moments the spells that had not found targets slowly dissolved away.
When Harry and the others chanced a look up they found the less fortunate Slytheryns had forgotten to duck and several curses hit each at once. The result was not very pretty. Malfoy in turn got the worst of it. He seemed to be made of jelly because his legs wobbled and he had horrid purple pimples covering every inch of his skin. Also imprinted in his hair were the words, I'm a fat, stupid git.
"Yours I expect." laughed Harry.
"Guilty as charged." Replied Ron proudly. Everyone roared with laughter. At that moment Snape arrived at the bottom of the steps. He found all of the Slytheryns knocked out on the floor and all of the Gryfindors laughing hysterically.
"What is the meaning of this?" sneered Snape.
"Well Professor, My fellow students seem to have tried to give themselves makeovers. Worked pretty well if you ask me." Harry said seriously. Unable to keep quiet the Gryfindors burst into fits of laughter.