Yes, the weekend is here!
As I'm typing these words right now, this chapter SHOULD HAVE been posted about two hours ago, but there was some sort of "server error" on Fanfiction. Net.
Or on my computer, I don't know.
But, apparently, it's over, and I can post chapters! And we all know how you love that, right?
Good.
Da' roof... Da' roof... Da' roof is on... fire...
Da' disclaimer... Da' disclaimer... Da' disclaimer is on... fire...
Disclaimer: AAAAAHHHHHHH!!! I'M ON FIRE!!! I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER! AAAAHHHHHH!!!
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"Potter, Weasley, will you PLEASE PAY ATTENTION!?"
Harry and Ron both dropped some money into Attention's cup, and then went on not listening to Professor McGonagall.
"WILL YOU PLEASE LISTEN TO ME!?!"
Harry and Ron paid attention. He was very happy now.
"POTTER!!! WEASLEY!!!"
They listened to McGonagall.
"Anyway, the final exams are almost upon us. And don't forget, in one year, the N.E.W.T. tests will also be upon us. You must remember to STUDY an extra hour AT LEAST each night!"
"But Professor, sir?" asked Hermione.
"Yes?" answered McGonagall, flattered.
"That would be impossible for me! There just aren't enough hours in the day!"
"Hermione..." said McGonagall, "You are probably going to get 5,000% on your test. You've done better and better each year. You don't need to study."
"Oh!" said Hermione, just realizing this.
"Anyway... class dismissed!"
"But the bell didn't ring!" said Seamus as the bell rang.
***
Harry, Ron and Hermione were all walking down an empty corridor.
"Why is this corridor empty?" wondered Ron.
Hermione gave Ron a look that would melt lead.
"OH... I don't get it."
Hermione sighed.
"Man, you are SO lucky, Hermione, that you don't have to study!" said Ron.
"Ron, you know that she's just kidding! I have to still study!"
"Not with that walkman, you don't."
"What? What about it?" asked Hermione, holding up the walkman she had in her pocket.
"Hermione, I saw the CD you had in it the other night! IT IS A READING OF ALL OF OUR SCHOOL TEXTBOOKS!"
"Oh, yeah..." said Hermione embarrassedly.
"Wait a minute..." said Harry. "If we're in Hogwarts, how could that walkman work? Electronic stuff doesn't work around Hogwarts!"
At that second, Hermione's walkman stopped working.
"Nice job, Harry!" said Hermione, annoyed.
"Thank yo- hey, who's that?"
All three turned their attention to a shadowy figure at the end of the corridor. Harry noticed the Lilac robes-
It was Voldemort, of course. Harry's eyes flicked up to Voldemort's head for a glimpse of the familiar Tiara- but then his heart stood still.
It wasn't there.
"GUYS... LOOK!" Harry screamed.
Hermione and Ron glanced up at Voldemort's profile. Then their hearts stood still, too.
"Oh... no..." said Hermione, her eyes wide in horror.
"Quick..." said Ron, "I'll get Dumbledore..."
Ron ran off.
"HEY, VOLDEMORT!" shouted Harry.
The tiara-less Voldemort turned around, and his eyes widened. "You! AND YOU!! You shan't live to tell anyone of what you've seen!"
"Yeah, right, Voldemort!" said Harry, drawing his wand.
***
A few corridors away, Ron shuddered. Although he didn't know why.
***
"Harry..." said Hermione slowly, her voice quivering in fear, "You... aren't thinking of fighting him, are you?"
"I've got to, Hermione." Said Harry, feeling braver- or more foolish- than he ever thought he could. In fact- he wasn't truly DEATHLY afraid of Voldemort! He thought it had to do with the fact that he had been being taught by Voldemort for months, but he shrugged the thought off. He turned to Hermione, and took a deep breath. "If I don't survive, I will tell you my deepest, darkest secret!"
"That made no sense."
"I know. Now TAKE COVER!"
Voldemort grinned. In actuality, this is what he really wanted- a one-on-one duel with Harry Potter. He didn't want to kill him instantly with a barrage of Avada Kedavra spells- oh, no! He was too villainous to do something that smart.
Harry stared down Voldemort. Hermione hesitated for a moment, and then gave him a slight kiss.
"WOW, THANKS!" shouted Attention, who, on top of having people pay him, had now received a kiss from Hermione. He ran off, yelling and whooping.
Harry looked at him in disgust, and then turned to Voldemort. He knew that his only chance was to disarm him- any other jinxes would most probably work for about a second or two.
"Potter... I've waited for this moment ever since I've came to Hogwarts... the moment... WHEN I CAN KILL YOU, AND HAVE FUN DOING IT!!!"
He raised his wand, and with a thundering voice, shouted "CRUCIO!"
As the jet of red light sped towards Harry, faster than he ever thought possible, he had that familiar feeling again. What was it? Oh yeah, déjà vu.
***
Ooh, cliffhanger. Don't you love those?
Review and stay tuned! 24 more reviews until 200!
As I'm typing these words right now, this chapter SHOULD HAVE been posted about two hours ago, but there was some sort of "server error" on Fanfiction. Net.
Or on my computer, I don't know.
But, apparently, it's over, and I can post chapters! And we all know how you love that, right?
Good.
Da' roof... Da' roof... Da' roof is on... fire...
Da' disclaimer... Da' disclaimer... Da' disclaimer is on... fire...
Disclaimer: AAAAAHHHHHHH!!! I'M ON FIRE!!! I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER! AAAAHHHHHH!!!
***
"Potter, Weasley, will you PLEASE PAY ATTENTION!?"
Harry and Ron both dropped some money into Attention's cup, and then went on not listening to Professor McGonagall.
"WILL YOU PLEASE LISTEN TO ME!?!"
Harry and Ron paid attention. He was very happy now.
"POTTER!!! WEASLEY!!!"
They listened to McGonagall.
"Anyway, the final exams are almost upon us. And don't forget, in one year, the N.E.W.T. tests will also be upon us. You must remember to STUDY an extra hour AT LEAST each night!"
"But Professor, sir?" asked Hermione.
"Yes?" answered McGonagall, flattered.
"That would be impossible for me! There just aren't enough hours in the day!"
"Hermione..." said McGonagall, "You are probably going to get 5,000% on your test. You've done better and better each year. You don't need to study."
"Oh!" said Hermione, just realizing this.
"Anyway... class dismissed!"
"But the bell didn't ring!" said Seamus as the bell rang.
***
Harry, Ron and Hermione were all walking down an empty corridor.
"Why is this corridor empty?" wondered Ron.
Hermione gave Ron a look that would melt lead.
"OH... I don't get it."
Hermione sighed.
"Man, you are SO lucky, Hermione, that you don't have to study!" said Ron.
"Ron, you know that she's just kidding! I have to still study!"
"Not with that walkman, you don't."
"What? What about it?" asked Hermione, holding up the walkman she had in her pocket.
"Hermione, I saw the CD you had in it the other night! IT IS A READING OF ALL OF OUR SCHOOL TEXTBOOKS!"
"Oh, yeah..." said Hermione embarrassedly.
"Wait a minute..." said Harry. "If we're in Hogwarts, how could that walkman work? Electronic stuff doesn't work around Hogwarts!"
At that second, Hermione's walkman stopped working.
"Nice job, Harry!" said Hermione, annoyed.
"Thank yo- hey, who's that?"
All three turned their attention to a shadowy figure at the end of the corridor. Harry noticed the Lilac robes-
It was Voldemort, of course. Harry's eyes flicked up to Voldemort's head for a glimpse of the familiar Tiara- but then his heart stood still.
It wasn't there.
"GUYS... LOOK!" Harry screamed.
Hermione and Ron glanced up at Voldemort's profile. Then their hearts stood still, too.
"Oh... no..." said Hermione, her eyes wide in horror.
"Quick..." said Ron, "I'll get Dumbledore..."
Ron ran off.
"HEY, VOLDEMORT!" shouted Harry.
The tiara-less Voldemort turned around, and his eyes widened. "You! AND YOU!! You shan't live to tell anyone of what you've seen!"
"Yeah, right, Voldemort!" said Harry, drawing his wand.
***
A few corridors away, Ron shuddered. Although he didn't know why.
***
"Harry..." said Hermione slowly, her voice quivering in fear, "You... aren't thinking of fighting him, are you?"
"I've got to, Hermione." Said Harry, feeling braver- or more foolish- than he ever thought he could. In fact- he wasn't truly DEATHLY afraid of Voldemort! He thought it had to do with the fact that he had been being taught by Voldemort for months, but he shrugged the thought off. He turned to Hermione, and took a deep breath. "If I don't survive, I will tell you my deepest, darkest secret!"
"That made no sense."
"I know. Now TAKE COVER!"
Voldemort grinned. In actuality, this is what he really wanted- a one-on-one duel with Harry Potter. He didn't want to kill him instantly with a barrage of Avada Kedavra spells- oh, no! He was too villainous to do something that smart.
Harry stared down Voldemort. Hermione hesitated for a moment, and then gave him a slight kiss.
"WOW, THANKS!" shouted Attention, who, on top of having people pay him, had now received a kiss from Hermione. He ran off, yelling and whooping.
Harry looked at him in disgust, and then turned to Voldemort. He knew that his only chance was to disarm him- any other jinxes would most probably work for about a second or two.
"Potter... I've waited for this moment ever since I've came to Hogwarts... the moment... WHEN I CAN KILL YOU, AND HAVE FUN DOING IT!!!"
He raised his wand, and with a thundering voice, shouted "CRUCIO!"
As the jet of red light sped towards Harry, faster than he ever thought possible, he had that familiar feeling again. What was it? Oh yeah, déjà vu.
***
Ooh, cliffhanger. Don't you love those?
Review and stay tuned! 24 more reviews until 200!