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Chapter 2
"Harry, Harry" called Hermione Granger "Harry. Wake up!" "Wwhat!" said Harry, suddenly wide-awake "I was asking you, if you had finished the charms homework" said Hermione
Harry smiled. It was just like Hermione to talk about homework first thing in the morning. Harry loved Hermione, she was is other best friend but sometimes, she was too much. "Hermione, its breakfast. Can you please stop talking about homework" said Ron as he stuffed his third piece of toast in his mouth. Hermione shot him a look and then turned towards Harry.
"You okay, Harry. You seem distracted".
Harry looked at his two best friends. He wanted to tell them, but he was afraid. He knew both of them would panic.
"I'm okay, just had trouble sleeping". "Again?" asked Ron, his mouth still full of toast.
Harry shrugged. "Its nothing. Don't worry" He smiled weakly at Ron and Hermione. Hermione took a sip of her pumpkin juice, but her eyes stayed on Harry. "Harry. Do you want me to make you a potion or maybe we could go see Madam Pomfrey for some..." "I'm fine" said Harry, frowning. He has done it, he had made her worry.
Hermione smiled at him and said "Okay Harry but please have some breakfast, you haven't had anything". Harry smiled at Hermione and took a piece of toast from Ron's plate and chewed it slowly. The three of them sat in silence as they finished their breakfast.
The Great Hall was full of chatter and laughter. People were eating their breakfast and doing their homework at the last minute. The teacher's table was almost empty, many of the teachers had finished their breakfast and had gone to prepare for their first lesson. One teacher remained. He was on breakfast duty. He sat in his place at the teacher's table surveying the loud chattering students. He growled. He hated breakfast duty especially when he'd had no sleep the night before. "Ten points from Hufflepuff" barked Professor Snape as piece of toast were being thrown across the Hufflepuff table. Snape shook his head. He hated breakfast time, actually he hated everything to do with the Great Hall. Too many hyperactive students, he thought.
Snape shivered. He turned around. Something was there, he had felt it. He felt in on his neck. He looked around the Great Hall. Just students. He squinted his eyes towards the Gryffindor table. His eyes feel on three students, one in particular. "Potter" he muttered. Slowly Snape got up from his chair, his gaze never leaving Harry. He walked towards the Gryffindor table and stood behind Ron.
"You seem to think that rules are beneath you, don't you Potter?" he hissed. Harry looked into the angry eyes of Snape. "Sorry, sir" asked Harry. "Lessons are starting in three minutes. I suggest you leave the hall NOW" yelled Snape. Ron, Hermione and Harry stood up quickly. They did not want to be on Snape bad side so early in the morning. "Next time you three think of breaking any more rules, I'll see that I will deal with you personally" said Snape in a low voice so that only Ron, Hermione and Harry could hear.
Harry, Ron and Hermione rushed out of the Great Hall. "What's his problem?" said Ron, his face matching the colour of his hair. "We didn't do anything" muttered Harry. Hermione shook her head. "Come on, we do not want him to take any points from Gryffindor". Hermione took a last look inside the Great Hall where Snape was standing. He looked as foul as ever. "I'm still hungry" moaned Ron
Snape looked at the students in the Great Hall. They saw him looking at them and left as quickly as they could. When the Great Hall was empty, Snape locked the door. He stood facing the teacher's table and muttered to himself. "Where are you". He got his wand out and searched the Great Hall. Nothing. Nothing at all. Snape thought hard. He knew that there was something there, he had felt it, he had felt it last night too. He scanned the hall again. It was just him in the Great Hall. He walked toward the door but then turned around. He had forgotten his paper. He went back to the teacher's table and picked up his paper. Something caught his eye. Something under Dumbledore's chair. What was it? Snape bent down and reached under Dumbledore's chair. He felt something wet, something warm and wet on his fingers. He pulled his hand and examined his fingers. "Is this blood" thought Snape.
Chapter 2
"Harry, Harry" called Hermione Granger "Harry. Wake up!" "Wwhat!" said Harry, suddenly wide-awake "I was asking you, if you had finished the charms homework" said Hermione
Harry smiled. It was just like Hermione to talk about homework first thing in the morning. Harry loved Hermione, she was is other best friend but sometimes, she was too much. "Hermione, its breakfast. Can you please stop talking about homework" said Ron as he stuffed his third piece of toast in his mouth. Hermione shot him a look and then turned towards Harry.
"You okay, Harry. You seem distracted".
Harry looked at his two best friends. He wanted to tell them, but he was afraid. He knew both of them would panic.
"I'm okay, just had trouble sleeping". "Again?" asked Ron, his mouth still full of toast.
Harry shrugged. "Its nothing. Don't worry" He smiled weakly at Ron and Hermione. Hermione took a sip of her pumpkin juice, but her eyes stayed on Harry. "Harry. Do you want me to make you a potion or maybe we could go see Madam Pomfrey for some..." "I'm fine" said Harry, frowning. He has done it, he had made her worry.
Hermione smiled at him and said "Okay Harry but please have some breakfast, you haven't had anything". Harry smiled at Hermione and took a piece of toast from Ron's plate and chewed it slowly. The three of them sat in silence as they finished their breakfast.
The Great Hall was full of chatter and laughter. People were eating their breakfast and doing their homework at the last minute. The teacher's table was almost empty, many of the teachers had finished their breakfast and had gone to prepare for their first lesson. One teacher remained. He was on breakfast duty. He sat in his place at the teacher's table surveying the loud chattering students. He growled. He hated breakfast duty especially when he'd had no sleep the night before. "Ten points from Hufflepuff" barked Professor Snape as piece of toast were being thrown across the Hufflepuff table. Snape shook his head. He hated breakfast time, actually he hated everything to do with the Great Hall. Too many hyperactive students, he thought.
Snape shivered. He turned around. Something was there, he had felt it. He felt in on his neck. He looked around the Great Hall. Just students. He squinted his eyes towards the Gryffindor table. His eyes feel on three students, one in particular. "Potter" he muttered. Slowly Snape got up from his chair, his gaze never leaving Harry. He walked towards the Gryffindor table and stood behind Ron.
"You seem to think that rules are beneath you, don't you Potter?" he hissed. Harry looked into the angry eyes of Snape. "Sorry, sir" asked Harry. "Lessons are starting in three minutes. I suggest you leave the hall NOW" yelled Snape. Ron, Hermione and Harry stood up quickly. They did not want to be on Snape bad side so early in the morning. "Next time you three think of breaking any more rules, I'll see that I will deal with you personally" said Snape in a low voice so that only Ron, Hermione and Harry could hear.
Harry, Ron and Hermione rushed out of the Great Hall. "What's his problem?" said Ron, his face matching the colour of his hair. "We didn't do anything" muttered Harry. Hermione shook her head. "Come on, we do not want him to take any points from Gryffindor". Hermione took a last look inside the Great Hall where Snape was standing. He looked as foul as ever. "I'm still hungry" moaned Ron
Snape looked at the students in the Great Hall. They saw him looking at them and left as quickly as they could. When the Great Hall was empty, Snape locked the door. He stood facing the teacher's table and muttered to himself. "Where are you". He got his wand out and searched the Great Hall. Nothing. Nothing at all. Snape thought hard. He knew that there was something there, he had felt it, he had felt it last night too. He scanned the hall again. It was just him in the Great Hall. He walked toward the door but then turned around. He had forgotten his paper. He went back to the teacher's table and picked up his paper. Something caught his eye. Something under Dumbledore's chair. What was it? Snape bent down and reached under Dumbledore's chair. He felt something wet, something warm and wet on his fingers. He pulled his hand and examined his fingers. "Is this blood" thought Snape.
