Draco hastily made his way down the stairs to get to the Great Hall. He swung the doors open; no one was in the Great Hall…not even Crabbe, or Goyle…
"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS GOING ON HERE!?" he yelled.
Silence.
The great, mind numbing silence… the silence of emptiness. The silence all mankind knows of and fears greatly. The evil silence that you know has taken over and destroyed your life. Draco Malfoy screamed. The scream broke the silence and echoed for a while. He began to sweat. He was getting tense. Pull yourself together, Malfoy…he said to himself. I know something weird is going on…where is everyone? Even Potter and his clowns aren't around…
CRASH!
Draco turned around and saw a massive swarm of owls heading straight for him. Another blood-curdling scream was let out. He ran. He ran faster than he had ever run before. He ran and ran, smack into a door. Quickly, he pushed the door open and closed and locked it.
Thousands of tiny beaks rammed there way into the door.
Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!
"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS GOING ON HERE!?"
Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!The door began to crack. The handles flew off and feathers came with it. He ran again, up the stairs towards his dormitory. He entered it, panting. What just happened out there…why…why were those owls chasing me? He asked himself.
He heard a small creak come from the bathroom door. He walked over to it, pulling out his wand. He pushed the door open. Only a rat… a small sigh of relief was breathed. But still… where could they all be… and those… those owls…