Chapter 6
The next day, Hermione, Harry, and Ron were waiting around until it was time for the Hogsmeade trip, which wasn't a cleanup day.
They waited around until everyone was gone either to Hogsmeade, their dormitories, or wherever they were spending their Sunday. Hermione jumped off the couch, as the last person left.
"Ready?"
Harry and Ron nodded. Hermione had told them the plan. They were prepared with Harry's Map and the Invisibility cloak just in case, their wands, plus Hermione brought her bag because it still had her diary in it and Parvati and Lavender were in the dormitory. They walked over to the fireplace and opened the entrance.
Once they were there, they just followed the path to the dungeons, going through many spiraling staircases along the way. It was very dark, so they held their wands in front of them to light the way.
"How long is this?" Ron asked about thirty minutes later.
"Well, going from the tower to the dungeons is pretty far, but since the dungeons are pretty much below us, we should be almost there." They eventually came to a dead end.
"Now what?" Harry asked.
"Well according to the map, the castle doesn't get any deeper than the dungeons, so the enterance won't be on the ceiling. The Hogwarts grounds are supposed to be solid rock. If the ground is hollow, then the dungeons would be right below us," Hermione said.
Ron stomped on the ground.
Hermione sighed, "You know you can't tell if the floor is made of stone.
But just then, Ron stepped on one brick and it sunk. With that, the floor gave away unerneath them. They all landed painfully on the stone floor of the Slytherin fireplace. They struggles until one of them made it out of the crowded fireplace. They all stood up.
"Wew, we made it" Harry said looking around the Slytherin common room. It was very exciting, especially since they could carry ou their plan without any Slytherins around.
"Come on," Hermione squealed excitedly. They made their way up the boys' dormitories and entered the one marked "Fifth Year" (a/n: Why'd they pick that one first? I'll give you three guesses). It looked the same as the Gryffindor boys' dormitories except that it was all in green and silver.
"Which do you think is Malfoy's?" Harry asked looking around. Then he spotted the handle of a Nimbus 2001 sticking out from under a bed. Malfoy was the only fifth year on the Slytherin team. Ron looked through the bedside table, Harry looked under the bed, and Hermione in his trunk.
"All he's got is a bunch of junk," Ron said as he closed the drawer.
"Nothing here but- AHHH! It's the mummy's hand!" Harry yelled in a muffled voice and quickly pulled his head out,
"Is there anything wrong with my face?" Hermione looked up at him as her hands were still searching for something,
"It doesn- Oh!"
"Oh no, it DID tuch me!"
"No, but I think I found something" Hermione pulled out a leather bound book out. Ron looked at it,
"Malfoy has a diary?" he laughed.
"What's so funny about keeping a diary?" Hermione demanded and blushed scarlet.
"Nothing, it's just the thought of Malfoy keeping one. Anyway, go ahead and open it."
Hermione opened to the first flap. Harry and Ron scooted iver to look at it. There was a message. It said,
Happy Birthday. Draco!
I collected all you birthday pictures ina n album, to add onto as you get older.
Love,
Mother
Harry laughed, "All his pictures? Even when he was a baby?"
Hermione went to the first page. All three fell over themselves laughing.
There was a picture of Malfoy, around age two, wearing nothing but diapers and a party hat dancing the macarena to musical chairs. It was hilarious.
They finally calmed down and took the picture out. Hermione put the picture in her bag for safe keeping. Once thing they forgot though, was to put the album back when they finished the room. They finished the boys' dormitories and found a few love letter, and a signed loony picture of Snape that might just end up on his desk. It wasn't much, so they hoped they would find more in the girls' side.
As they were walking across they common room, they heard a noise outside the door. The Slytherins were back! Harry quickly covered themselved with the Invisibility Cloak, and the three of them didin't dare move as the door opened and the Slytherins began to come in. They spotted Malfoy going up to his dormitory. The three of them decided to try and move toward the door. Just to be careful, they crawled. They heard a yell and Malfoy was running down the stairs.
"Who has been going through my stuff!?" Harry, Ron, and Hermione crawled even faster. Malfoy was running towards them. He tripped over the three of them, pulling the cloak off. Malfoy was flaming mad. He eyed the papers that belonged to the other Slytherins. Then he saw Hermione's bag.
Malfoy lunged at it trying to pull it away from her. Hermione screamed, but would not let go. Now, no decent boy would physically fight with a girl, but as we all know, Malfoy is no decent boy. By this time, the Slytherins had mobbed Malfoy and Hermione. Malfoy and Hermione pulled and pushed until, Malfoy began to yank the bag away. He dumped everything out, and grabbed his picture.
"Thought you could get away with my stuff didn't ya?" Malfoy was saying. Then he stared at the pile of books and papers. He grabbed Hermione's diary.
"I guess your plan backfired." Hermione stared at the diary not knowing what to do.
"Oh and look at this." Malfoy picked up a piece of paper. He read it aloud,
"Dear Ron" He waited for a reaction form the three and this time it came from Ron. Ron was about to tackle Malfoy when he was grabbed by Crabbe and Goyle. Harry tried to help but he was held back by another group of Slytherins. Hermione pulled her wand out.
"Expelliarmus!" This was Pansy Parkinson. Without her wand. Hermione didn't dare make a move in a room full of Slytherins.
Malfoy smirked and continued,
"Dear Ron,
I'm just writing because I wanted to ask if you wanted to go to Hogsmeade with me sometimes soon? And it is kind of early to ask this, but Parvati made me ask. Will you go to the Yule Ball with me? Let me know soon.
Love,
Lavender"
Ron's face was so red, it put his hair to shame. Malfoy couldn't have looked happier.
"I guess I got something from Granger and Weasley, but what about Potter? Oh, that's right, he would probably like his cloak back." Malfoy held up the Invisibility Cloak. Harry gasped, powerless. Malfoy carefully put the three things in his bag.
"You three will do whatever I say if you don't want you secrets let out to the school and if Potter wants his cloak back. Hermione let them retrieve their other things and sent them out of the dungeons. Once they were outside, Hermione leaned over on the door and groaned,
"He's got my diary!. What am I supposed to do now?"
Ron was outraged.
"You diary? What about the letter? What was it doing in your bag anyway?"
"I don't know how it got there. I- wait. While I was looking for the Map, yesterday, I didn't know which bed belonged to who. I thought that was unfinished homework."
"You two are worried about a book and a piece of paper, but Malfoy has his filthy hands on my dad's cloak. Harry wasn't very happy either.
The three of them went to the tower for a restless night and a terrible morning awaiting them.
The next day, Hermione, Harry, and Ron were waiting around until it was time for the Hogsmeade trip, which wasn't a cleanup day.
They waited around until everyone was gone either to Hogsmeade, their dormitories, or wherever they were spending their Sunday. Hermione jumped off the couch, as the last person left.
"Ready?"
Harry and Ron nodded. Hermione had told them the plan. They were prepared with Harry's Map and the Invisibility cloak just in case, their wands, plus Hermione brought her bag because it still had her diary in it and Parvati and Lavender were in the dormitory. They walked over to the fireplace and opened the entrance.
Once they were there, they just followed the path to the dungeons, going through many spiraling staircases along the way. It was very dark, so they held their wands in front of them to light the way.
"How long is this?" Ron asked about thirty minutes later.
"Well, going from the tower to the dungeons is pretty far, but since the dungeons are pretty much below us, we should be almost there." They eventually came to a dead end.
"Now what?" Harry asked.
"Well according to the map, the castle doesn't get any deeper than the dungeons, so the enterance won't be on the ceiling. The Hogwarts grounds are supposed to be solid rock. If the ground is hollow, then the dungeons would be right below us," Hermione said.
Ron stomped on the ground.
Hermione sighed, "You know you can't tell if the floor is made of stone.
But just then, Ron stepped on one brick and it sunk. With that, the floor gave away unerneath them. They all landed painfully on the stone floor of the Slytherin fireplace. They struggles until one of them made it out of the crowded fireplace. They all stood up.
"Wew, we made it" Harry said looking around the Slytherin common room. It was very exciting, especially since they could carry ou their plan without any Slytherins around.
"Come on," Hermione squealed excitedly. They made their way up the boys' dormitories and entered the one marked "Fifth Year" (a/n: Why'd they pick that one first? I'll give you three guesses). It looked the same as the Gryffindor boys' dormitories except that it was all in green and silver.
"Which do you think is Malfoy's?" Harry asked looking around. Then he spotted the handle of a Nimbus 2001 sticking out from under a bed. Malfoy was the only fifth year on the Slytherin team. Ron looked through the bedside table, Harry looked under the bed, and Hermione in his trunk.
"All he's got is a bunch of junk," Ron said as he closed the drawer.
"Nothing here but- AHHH! It's the mummy's hand!" Harry yelled in a muffled voice and quickly pulled his head out,
"Is there anything wrong with my face?" Hermione looked up at him as her hands were still searching for something,
"It doesn- Oh!"
"Oh no, it DID tuch me!"
"No, but I think I found something" Hermione pulled out a leather bound book out. Ron looked at it,
"Malfoy has a diary?" he laughed.
"What's so funny about keeping a diary?" Hermione demanded and blushed scarlet.
"Nothing, it's just the thought of Malfoy keeping one. Anyway, go ahead and open it."
Hermione opened to the first flap. Harry and Ron scooted iver to look at it. There was a message. It said,
Happy Birthday. Draco!
I collected all you birthday pictures ina n album, to add onto as you get older.
Love,
Mother
Harry laughed, "All his pictures? Even when he was a baby?"
Hermione went to the first page. All three fell over themselves laughing.
There was a picture of Malfoy, around age two, wearing nothing but diapers and a party hat dancing the macarena to musical chairs. It was hilarious.
They finally calmed down and took the picture out. Hermione put the picture in her bag for safe keeping. Once thing they forgot though, was to put the album back when they finished the room. They finished the boys' dormitories and found a few love letter, and a signed loony picture of Snape that might just end up on his desk. It wasn't much, so they hoped they would find more in the girls' side.
As they were walking across they common room, they heard a noise outside the door. The Slytherins were back! Harry quickly covered themselved with the Invisibility Cloak, and the three of them didin't dare move as the door opened and the Slytherins began to come in. They spotted Malfoy going up to his dormitory. The three of them decided to try and move toward the door. Just to be careful, they crawled. They heard a yell and Malfoy was running down the stairs.
"Who has been going through my stuff!?" Harry, Ron, and Hermione crawled even faster. Malfoy was running towards them. He tripped over the three of them, pulling the cloak off. Malfoy was flaming mad. He eyed the papers that belonged to the other Slytherins. Then he saw Hermione's bag.
Malfoy lunged at it trying to pull it away from her. Hermione screamed, but would not let go. Now, no decent boy would physically fight with a girl, but as we all know, Malfoy is no decent boy. By this time, the Slytherins had mobbed Malfoy and Hermione. Malfoy and Hermione pulled and pushed until, Malfoy began to yank the bag away. He dumped everything out, and grabbed his picture.
"Thought you could get away with my stuff didn't ya?" Malfoy was saying. Then he stared at the pile of books and papers. He grabbed Hermione's diary.
"I guess your plan backfired." Hermione stared at the diary not knowing what to do.
"Oh and look at this." Malfoy picked up a piece of paper. He read it aloud,
"Dear Ron" He waited for a reaction form the three and this time it came from Ron. Ron was about to tackle Malfoy when he was grabbed by Crabbe and Goyle. Harry tried to help but he was held back by another group of Slytherins. Hermione pulled her wand out.
"Expelliarmus!" This was Pansy Parkinson. Without her wand. Hermione didn't dare make a move in a room full of Slytherins.
Malfoy smirked and continued,
"Dear Ron,
I'm just writing because I wanted to ask if you wanted to go to Hogsmeade with me sometimes soon? And it is kind of early to ask this, but Parvati made me ask. Will you go to the Yule Ball with me? Let me know soon.
Love,
Lavender"
Ron's face was so red, it put his hair to shame. Malfoy couldn't have looked happier.
"I guess I got something from Granger and Weasley, but what about Potter? Oh, that's right, he would probably like his cloak back." Malfoy held up the Invisibility Cloak. Harry gasped, powerless. Malfoy carefully put the three things in his bag.
"You three will do whatever I say if you don't want you secrets let out to the school and if Potter wants his cloak back. Hermione let them retrieve their other things and sent them out of the dungeons. Once they were outside, Hermione leaned over on the door and groaned,
"He's got my diary!. What am I supposed to do now?"
Ron was outraged.
"You diary? What about the letter? What was it doing in your bag anyway?"
"I don't know how it got there. I- wait. While I was looking for the Map, yesterday, I didn't know which bed belonged to who. I thought that was unfinished homework."
"You two are worried about a book and a piece of paper, but Malfoy has his filthy hands on my dad's cloak. Harry wasn't very happy either.
The three of them went to the tower for a restless night and a terrible morning awaiting them.