Chapter 2
The next day by lunch, the whole team had forgotten about the night before and everything seemed pretty normal. Ron was begging Hermione for her chocolate pudding.
"Come on Hermione. How about if I do your homework for you?"
"You think she'll trust you to do that?" Harry grinned.
"I'll- I'll give you my ice-cream at dinner"
"Okay," she pushed her bowl over to him, "I hate pudding anyway"
"Fwhat!" Ron said through a mouthful of pudding. He gulped, "Why did you take it then"
Hermione picked up her bag and grinned sheepishly, "I like ice-cream"
Ginny laughed and followed her. Harry couldn't help but laugh, too.
"I'm going to get her for that" Ron finished the last of his pudding
They ran across the great hall and caught up with them around a corner.
Hermione and Ginny had stopped walking and were just standing there.
They were facing Malfoy.
He was leaning down on the floor looking at something.
He looked up.
"Hey, we have some visitors,"
He moved out of the way and standing there was something Harry thought that resembled Hand from the Addams Family. The big noticeable difference was that it was a halfway mummified a seasick green hand with chipped yellow fingernails.
"It's a cursed mummy's hand from Egypt. It puts you in some sort of curse. It only lasts a few hours though. Want to try it out?" Malfoy didn't wait for an answer. He pulled out his wand and yelled,
"Entranci Sorcelhan!"
The hand flew across and grabbed Ginny's ankle.
She screamed and tried to pull it off. It gripped harder and she screamed louder.
She finally got it off and threw it down the hall.
She was sobbing and staring at her hands now, which were the same colors as the hand.
She turned around and ran down the hall. As she turned, Harry, Ron, and Hermione saw tears glistening on her pale face.
Hermione started yelling and screaming at Malfoy. She obviously was as rule abiding as McGonagall, but she could lecture just like her to. She yelled and screamed everything could say until the usually calm and peaceful Hermione was tired and drained out of every bad word she knew. Both Harry and Ron were about to express every word Hermione said and get out their wands, but instead they stopped and listened bewilderedly to Hermione.
She didn't even give Malfoy anytime to make a wisecrack. He just stood there for awhile and then turned around and walked down the hall.
"What was that all about," Ron asked at as they walked toward their next class.
"Well, that was a really mean thing to do to Ginny," Hermione answered, a little embarrassed.
"If you had stopped, not that you should have, but if you did Harry and me would have acted out your whole speech. Anyway, I think the Slytherins have gone to far. I think we should pay them back," Ron said.
Hermione suddenly was back to her usual self,
"You can't do that. You will get into so much trouble."
"It would be helpful but you don't have to take part," Ron said quickly.
"Hermione stopped in her tracks.
"Fine! You guys are probably going to mess everything up, and get Gryffindor in trouble without me, but at least I'm out of it!" Hermione said and ran ahead of them to class.
"We don't need her. What does se know? I bet she has never pulled a prank in her whole life." Ron whispered to Harry. Even if she hadn't, Harry felt like they were less likely to get in trouble with Hermione around. She was smart and she could get people out of trouble real easily. Harry knew she could make a better foolproof plan than Ron, but it was too obvious that she wasn' willing to help out.
That night Ron gathered up everyone in the common room, except Hermione who was off in a corner doing well, homework.
"Those Slytherins are treating us like dirt and I think it's time to pay them back!" Ron yelled. They started to think up spells to curse them. Hermione wathced every bit of it from behind her book. She knew they couldn't do it without her.
"Does anyone know how to do the Echo curse? You know, the one where all they can say is the last word they hear?" Ron called above all the heads. Everyone started talking, but no one seemed to know the curse.
Then Ginny raised her normal skin-colored hand. Everyone became quiet.
"Yeah?," Ron said hopefully.
"Hermione does," Ginny said weakly in her small voice. All heads turned toward Hermione, who was trying not to flinch as she stared at her book.
Harry knew Ron wasn't about to ask her back in so he did,
"Well Hermione? Will you come back and help us?"
Hermione looked up and around the room.
"Yeah, I guess. You obviously need me. I have never heard worse pranks. You'd get caught before you even step out the portrait."
Everyone cheered.
The next day by lunch, the whole team had forgotten about the night before and everything seemed pretty normal. Ron was begging Hermione for her chocolate pudding.
"Come on Hermione. How about if I do your homework for you?"
"You think she'll trust you to do that?" Harry grinned.
"I'll- I'll give you my ice-cream at dinner"
"Okay," she pushed her bowl over to him, "I hate pudding anyway"
"Fwhat!" Ron said through a mouthful of pudding. He gulped, "Why did you take it then"
Hermione picked up her bag and grinned sheepishly, "I like ice-cream"
Ginny laughed and followed her. Harry couldn't help but laugh, too.
"I'm going to get her for that" Ron finished the last of his pudding
They ran across the great hall and caught up with them around a corner.
Hermione and Ginny had stopped walking and were just standing there.
They were facing Malfoy.
He was leaning down on the floor looking at something.
He looked up.
"Hey, we have some visitors,"
He moved out of the way and standing there was something Harry thought that resembled Hand from the Addams Family. The big noticeable difference was that it was a halfway mummified a seasick green hand with chipped yellow fingernails.
"It's a cursed mummy's hand from Egypt. It puts you in some sort of curse. It only lasts a few hours though. Want to try it out?" Malfoy didn't wait for an answer. He pulled out his wand and yelled,
"Entranci Sorcelhan!"
The hand flew across and grabbed Ginny's ankle.
She screamed and tried to pull it off. It gripped harder and she screamed louder.
She finally got it off and threw it down the hall.
She was sobbing and staring at her hands now, which were the same colors as the hand.
She turned around and ran down the hall. As she turned, Harry, Ron, and Hermione saw tears glistening on her pale face.
Hermione started yelling and screaming at Malfoy. She obviously was as rule abiding as McGonagall, but she could lecture just like her to. She yelled and screamed everything could say until the usually calm and peaceful Hermione was tired and drained out of every bad word she knew. Both Harry and Ron were about to express every word Hermione said and get out their wands, but instead they stopped and listened bewilderedly to Hermione.
She didn't even give Malfoy anytime to make a wisecrack. He just stood there for awhile and then turned around and walked down the hall.
"What was that all about," Ron asked at as they walked toward their next class.
"Well, that was a really mean thing to do to Ginny," Hermione answered, a little embarrassed.
"If you had stopped, not that you should have, but if you did Harry and me would have acted out your whole speech. Anyway, I think the Slytherins have gone to far. I think we should pay them back," Ron said.
Hermione suddenly was back to her usual self,
"You can't do that. You will get into so much trouble."
"It would be helpful but you don't have to take part," Ron said quickly.
"Hermione stopped in her tracks.
"Fine! You guys are probably going to mess everything up, and get Gryffindor in trouble without me, but at least I'm out of it!" Hermione said and ran ahead of them to class.
"We don't need her. What does se know? I bet she has never pulled a prank in her whole life." Ron whispered to Harry. Even if she hadn't, Harry felt like they were less likely to get in trouble with Hermione around. She was smart and she could get people out of trouble real easily. Harry knew she could make a better foolproof plan than Ron, but it was too obvious that she wasn' willing to help out.
That night Ron gathered up everyone in the common room, except Hermione who was off in a corner doing well, homework.
"Those Slytherins are treating us like dirt and I think it's time to pay them back!" Ron yelled. They started to think up spells to curse them. Hermione wathced every bit of it from behind her book. She knew they couldn't do it without her.
"Does anyone know how to do the Echo curse? You know, the one where all they can say is the last word they hear?" Ron called above all the heads. Everyone started talking, but no one seemed to know the curse.
Then Ginny raised her normal skin-colored hand. Everyone became quiet.
"Yeah?," Ron said hopefully.
"Hermione does," Ginny said weakly in her small voice. All heads turned toward Hermione, who was trying not to flinch as she stared at her book.
Harry knew Ron wasn't about to ask her back in so he did,
"Well Hermione? Will you come back and help us?"
Hermione looked up and around the room.
"Yeah, I guess. You obviously need me. I have never heard worse pranks. You'd get caught before you even step out the portrait."
Everyone cheered.