C.7 The Room of Requirements
A/N: I put some Sirius into this one. Man, he's one of my favorite characters *sirens go off: 5 book spoiler dee dum dee dum* I refuse to believe he is dead. I'll accept it when the seventh book is published and there is no Sirius. But not before! *pouts*
She crept back into the empty room. How the heck would she be able to leave it without anyone realizing she left? Well, the old pillow shaped like a body trick would be a start. She went to her bed and discovered a nice long pillow. Great. What if one of them realizes that her long pillow was missing. What the hell would she say to explain herself, especially since she had no reason to be sneaking around?
She sighed. Then she took the smaller pillow and tossed it to the side of the bed as she put the long pillow under the blankets. She just hoped no one would look under the blankets. Then it hit her like a sack of flour. There were curtains. The beds had draperies, which could enclose the entire bed. Well, three-fourths as the head of the bed was adjacent to the wall.
God, how could she have been so stupid! She muttered angrily to herself as she closed the curtain to her bed, praying none of her roommates would see her in her quest of secrecy. But she didn't need to worry.
No one came in during her building of the pillow-Sarah or her closing of the curtains. She might be home free. Then she heard a creaking sound. She ducked behind the curtains. She was such a loser, she thought as she heard the door open across the hall.
She clambered off of the bed and fixed it up. Then she went downstairs into the lounge. There was not a soul there. She laughed as a vision of a dust ball rolled across the empty space and an old West movie tune played itself.
She heard a door open. She scrambled back out of the common room through the portrait. Perhaps she should try to stop laughing altogether? So far it hasn't gotten her anywhere. She had run out of the corridor and through a sliding door. On the other side she rested against the wall, panting. She wasn't tired but it was the whole idea of getting caught that made her breathing shallow.
Now what floor was she on? She didn't have the slightest clue. She made her way down, determined to make it to the seventh floor that night. So she was going to get to the top through the only method she knew: the giant marble staircase by the Great Hall.
She wandered aimlessly, or rather unknowingly, throughout the vast expanse of Hogwarts. She had no clue as to how to get to where she wanted to go. But at least she had a feel for the general direction. Sarah sighed and turned around the corridor of yet another corridor when she ran into someone.
'Oh my God!' she cried as she stood. 'I am so sor-' Sarah looked around for whatever she had bumped into. She couldn't see anything. But then she saw a leg materialized as if a sheet had covered it and now revealed it for the world to see. The only problem was, there was no sheet. She nearly screamed.
Then a head popped out of nowhere. It was the boy, the one who had introduced 'Moonmeister,' Sirius. She stared at him; her eyes wide open. He stood up and faced her. 'Shh,' he said. 'Look, you can't tell anyone. No one's to know about James' invisibility cloak and James isn't to know that I took it without permission.' He paused. 'You're that new transfer girl, aren't you?'
Sarah nodded, eyeing him with a strange look.
He sighed. 'What do I need to do to get you not to tell? Would a kiss do?'
Sarah shook her head. 'Noth-' but then she thought about it. If the boy was giving her the chance to blackmail him, shouldn't she take the offer? She obviously didn't know where she was and she could be lost in this immense place. Maybe.yeah, that's what I'll do, she thought. 'You know what? I could use some help getting to the Great Hall. Also, would you be able to give directions.or, or a.a map! to get back to our Common Rooms with? And also, how many floors are in Hogwarts and how do you get to each floor?'
Sirius stared at her dumbfounded. 'All that for keeping a secret?' he looked at her incredulously. 'Maybe you should just tell.'
Sarah looked at him. 'Well, it is a rather big request, but you do have a big secret you want me to keep. Plus, you know your way around Hogwarts rather well. I would say you could do it blind, except you just ran into me. If you hadn't.but you did. So what do you say?'
Sirius pondered for a few minutes before he sighed. 'It's a deal. But you must swear that you won't tell a soul!'
Sarah laughed. 'Tell them what?'
He looked at her and laughed. 'All right. Follow me.' He took a step and then paused. 'Oh, but it's after hours. We'll have to use the cloak.' He motioned for her to get under with him. She complied. And he led the way down to the Great Hall.
When they had reached the inside he paused and they got out from under the cloak. Then he fumbled in his pocket. 'Here,' he said as he handed her the parchment. It was blank. 'I don't have the time to make you a map.' He stated. 'But I'll give you this one. But you can't tell James, Re-err, Moonmeister, Peter or anyone. Only those three know about the map, but they would be mad if they found out that I had given it away.' He looked at her pleadingly.
'Alright,' she sighed. 'But you do realize that it is blank?'
He smiled. 'That's the beauty of it. If you point your wand at it and say, "I solemnly swear I am up to no good," a map of Hogwarts appears upon it. I must say that it is a very good map.' He was smiling devilishly now.
Sarah frowned slightly. A wand? Great. What would she do if she could get a wand? Or better yet, be able to use the wand as well?
Sirius must have noted the look of distraught playing across her face. 'That's right,' he muttered. 'Your wand was lost or something on the way over. Here,' he stated as he took away the parchment. 'Let me take care of that.' With that he activated the map.
He handed it back to her saying, 'Ok now I must be off. Good luck with your mischief.' He winked and left her alone in the Great Hall.
Sarah watched him leave. God, I hope he was just flirting with me and didn't mean anything by it. A pair of golden eyes flashed into her mind. She frowned. Well at least now I'll be able to make through Hogwarts with little to no help, she thought. She'd have to keep up appearances as if she didn't know where she was going for about a week or so. Hopefully it wouldn't be too difficult.
Sarah went out the doors and began the descent up the marble staircase. She glanced down at the map. This was the Marauder's Map. She knew that. She also knew that the named dots represented people. There's Sirius, and hmm, the janitor. Well, he does have the invisibility cloak so better him than me, she thought. She then looked for 'Moonmeister,' smiling when her eyes landed upon the name of Remus Lupin, presumably sitting in front of the Gryffindor's Common Room fire.
She then clambered up the stairs and headed in the direction of the seventh floor. She took a break upon arriving at the long sought for level. Now where on level 7 would it be? She looked at her map. There were no Rooms of Requirement on it. She frowned. But there was a gap a few feet in front of her. She looked across from the wall and noticed a picture of some dude getting the tar beaten out of him by a few trolls. Now why did that sound familiar?
Sarah went to the wall. There's no door. How could she get into a room that didn't have a door? Maybe the door only opens for those with magical abilities? She began to panic, although rather calmly. Worst comes to worst, she would just go to the library or back to her room. No big deal.
Then it hit her like a sack of flour. She was supposed to think of what she wanted or needed three times in front of this area. Then the door would appear. Of course, it may not because she had no magic. But she put her hope in the door and paced in front of the wall, thinking only of books she should have read by now.
When she looked at the wall again, a door had appeared. She stared at the highly polished door seeming with happiness. She then turned the brass doorknob and stepped into the room.
A/N: I put some Sirius into this one. Man, he's one of my favorite characters *sirens go off: 5 book spoiler dee dum dee dum* I refuse to believe he is dead. I'll accept it when the seventh book is published and there is no Sirius. But not before! *pouts*
She crept back into the empty room. How the heck would she be able to leave it without anyone realizing she left? Well, the old pillow shaped like a body trick would be a start. She went to her bed and discovered a nice long pillow. Great. What if one of them realizes that her long pillow was missing. What the hell would she say to explain herself, especially since she had no reason to be sneaking around?
She sighed. Then she took the smaller pillow and tossed it to the side of the bed as she put the long pillow under the blankets. She just hoped no one would look under the blankets. Then it hit her like a sack of flour. There were curtains. The beds had draperies, which could enclose the entire bed. Well, three-fourths as the head of the bed was adjacent to the wall.
God, how could she have been so stupid! She muttered angrily to herself as she closed the curtain to her bed, praying none of her roommates would see her in her quest of secrecy. But she didn't need to worry.
No one came in during her building of the pillow-Sarah or her closing of the curtains. She might be home free. Then she heard a creaking sound. She ducked behind the curtains. She was such a loser, she thought as she heard the door open across the hall.
She clambered off of the bed and fixed it up. Then she went downstairs into the lounge. There was not a soul there. She laughed as a vision of a dust ball rolled across the empty space and an old West movie tune played itself.
She heard a door open. She scrambled back out of the common room through the portrait. Perhaps she should try to stop laughing altogether? So far it hasn't gotten her anywhere. She had run out of the corridor and through a sliding door. On the other side she rested against the wall, panting. She wasn't tired but it was the whole idea of getting caught that made her breathing shallow.
Now what floor was she on? She didn't have the slightest clue. She made her way down, determined to make it to the seventh floor that night. So she was going to get to the top through the only method she knew: the giant marble staircase by the Great Hall.
She wandered aimlessly, or rather unknowingly, throughout the vast expanse of Hogwarts. She had no clue as to how to get to where she wanted to go. But at least she had a feel for the general direction. Sarah sighed and turned around the corridor of yet another corridor when she ran into someone.
'Oh my God!' she cried as she stood. 'I am so sor-' Sarah looked around for whatever she had bumped into. She couldn't see anything. But then she saw a leg materialized as if a sheet had covered it and now revealed it for the world to see. The only problem was, there was no sheet. She nearly screamed.
Then a head popped out of nowhere. It was the boy, the one who had introduced 'Moonmeister,' Sirius. She stared at him; her eyes wide open. He stood up and faced her. 'Shh,' he said. 'Look, you can't tell anyone. No one's to know about James' invisibility cloak and James isn't to know that I took it without permission.' He paused. 'You're that new transfer girl, aren't you?'
Sarah nodded, eyeing him with a strange look.
He sighed. 'What do I need to do to get you not to tell? Would a kiss do?'
Sarah shook her head. 'Noth-' but then she thought about it. If the boy was giving her the chance to blackmail him, shouldn't she take the offer? She obviously didn't know where she was and she could be lost in this immense place. Maybe.yeah, that's what I'll do, she thought. 'You know what? I could use some help getting to the Great Hall. Also, would you be able to give directions.or, or a.a map! to get back to our Common Rooms with? And also, how many floors are in Hogwarts and how do you get to each floor?'
Sirius stared at her dumbfounded. 'All that for keeping a secret?' he looked at her incredulously. 'Maybe you should just tell.'
Sarah looked at him. 'Well, it is a rather big request, but you do have a big secret you want me to keep. Plus, you know your way around Hogwarts rather well. I would say you could do it blind, except you just ran into me. If you hadn't.but you did. So what do you say?'
Sirius pondered for a few minutes before he sighed. 'It's a deal. But you must swear that you won't tell a soul!'
Sarah laughed. 'Tell them what?'
He looked at her and laughed. 'All right. Follow me.' He took a step and then paused. 'Oh, but it's after hours. We'll have to use the cloak.' He motioned for her to get under with him. She complied. And he led the way down to the Great Hall.
When they had reached the inside he paused and they got out from under the cloak. Then he fumbled in his pocket. 'Here,' he said as he handed her the parchment. It was blank. 'I don't have the time to make you a map.' He stated. 'But I'll give you this one. But you can't tell James, Re-err, Moonmeister, Peter or anyone. Only those three know about the map, but they would be mad if they found out that I had given it away.' He looked at her pleadingly.
'Alright,' she sighed. 'But you do realize that it is blank?'
He smiled. 'That's the beauty of it. If you point your wand at it and say, "I solemnly swear I am up to no good," a map of Hogwarts appears upon it. I must say that it is a very good map.' He was smiling devilishly now.
Sarah frowned slightly. A wand? Great. What would she do if she could get a wand? Or better yet, be able to use the wand as well?
Sirius must have noted the look of distraught playing across her face. 'That's right,' he muttered. 'Your wand was lost or something on the way over. Here,' he stated as he took away the parchment. 'Let me take care of that.' With that he activated the map.
He handed it back to her saying, 'Ok now I must be off. Good luck with your mischief.' He winked and left her alone in the Great Hall.
Sarah watched him leave. God, I hope he was just flirting with me and didn't mean anything by it. A pair of golden eyes flashed into her mind. She frowned. Well at least now I'll be able to make through Hogwarts with little to no help, she thought. She'd have to keep up appearances as if she didn't know where she was going for about a week or so. Hopefully it wouldn't be too difficult.
Sarah went out the doors and began the descent up the marble staircase. She glanced down at the map. This was the Marauder's Map. She knew that. She also knew that the named dots represented people. There's Sirius, and hmm, the janitor. Well, he does have the invisibility cloak so better him than me, she thought. She then looked for 'Moonmeister,' smiling when her eyes landed upon the name of Remus Lupin, presumably sitting in front of the Gryffindor's Common Room fire.
She then clambered up the stairs and headed in the direction of the seventh floor. She took a break upon arriving at the long sought for level. Now where on level 7 would it be? She looked at her map. There were no Rooms of Requirement on it. She frowned. But there was a gap a few feet in front of her. She looked across from the wall and noticed a picture of some dude getting the tar beaten out of him by a few trolls. Now why did that sound familiar?
Sarah went to the wall. There's no door. How could she get into a room that didn't have a door? Maybe the door only opens for those with magical abilities? She began to panic, although rather calmly. Worst comes to worst, she would just go to the library or back to her room. No big deal.
Then it hit her like a sack of flour. She was supposed to think of what she wanted or needed three times in front of this area. Then the door would appear. Of course, it may not because she had no magic. But she put her hope in the door and paced in front of the wall, thinking only of books she should have read by now.
When she looked at the wall again, a door had appeared. She stared at the highly polished door seeming with happiness. She then turned the brass doorknob and stepped into the room.
