*disclaimer* I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters mentioned, I am not JK Rowling.
Chapter Three
The only reason that Fred and George were at Hogwarts again in the first place was because of their scandalous exit at the end of their 7th year, they never finished school. And so now they were going back and finishing up
"For the sake of having the graduation plagues mounted on our wall at the joke shop." George had said.
"And," Fred said. "Because Hogwarts is where we got all of our best ideas."
Either way the two Weasley twins were back and had been wrecking havoc once again. And now they were sitting up on the fourth floor expectantly waiting for Harry, Hermione, and Ron to arrive.
But you see the three friends had hit a snag…they were, after all, in their 7th year and there was no way that the three of them would all fit under that cloak. In the end they decided on two disillusionment charms for Hermione and Ron and the invisibility cloak for Harry.
½ hour late, they finally arrived at the picture of a really realistic looking room filled with all sorts of different tables and chairs. Harry hesitated at first trying to remember the secret of the painting when out of the corner of his eye he saw movement.
Then he remembered and stepped through the picture into the cozy room within. Hermione and Ron followed his lead and found themselves in the room from the painting.
"About TIME you three got here!" The twins shouted simultaneously.
"We were starting to think you just up and died on the way here." Fred said shaking his head and then Ron elbowed him, trying to remind him of the seriousness of the situation.
"Alright, alright already!" Fred said in protest and then backed away from his little brother.
The 5 people stepped out from the front of the painting and walked over to the corner of the small room in an effort to make sure that nobody walking past recognized them and told on them.
"I can't believe I'm here!" Hermione thought to herself worriedly. "I'm HEAD GIRL! What would people think?" Ron must have seen the look on Hermione's face because he gave her a stern look and Hermione seemed to relax a bit.
"Alright then." Harry said more to himself then to anyone else. "Let's get down to business!" Then from out in the hall there was a triumphant shout.
HA! I've got you now you bloody prats!" Filch yelled.
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Ginny and Dobby had first started out on a hunt for leftover food and other people. It seemed that neither existed in the Great Hall and their grand search turned out fruitless.
Ginny sat down on part of a bench and sighed heavily. It didn't look good for she and the little house elf.
As Dobby rambled on Ginny found herself gazing at the ceiling where there looked to be a bit of a disturbance in the sky.
"Hmmmmmmm." Ginny thought. "What could be causing that????" She got up and looked again. Wind ruffled her hair and behind her she heard Dobby's endless babble cease instantly.
"Wind? In the Great Hall??" Ginny said out loud in surprise. Then from out of the illusion a great twisting tornado came. Ginny screamed in alarm and Dobby shrieked and ran for cover. But there was no cover and down the twister came, seemingly spelling out doom for Ginny and her small friend.
The last thing that Ginny remembered before being swept into the great swirling winds was thinking 'I wish I would have died before so that I don't have to go through all of this…'
Ginny watched sadly as poor Dobby's small, frail body was whipped into what was left of a table. And then there was nothing for Ginny…just black.
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Harry, Hermione, Ron, Fred, and George all filed out slowly from the hidden room. But before Filch could even identify them, Colin Creevy ran down the hall yelling,
"Filch, Filch come quick! There seems to be a disturbance in the courtyard and all staff members are called there immediately!"
Filch scowled and hurried off down the hall. "I'll get back to you 5 later!" he shouted back. And then the five 7th years flew down the stairs and out onto the Hogwarts grounds. They wanted to see what all of the ruckus was about too.
Hermione was the first of the group to see it and she gasped and pointed to a tornado that seemed to be twisting above the school. Harry heard Ron cry out and cringe and Harry noticed that the boy almost looked like crying.
Harry scanned the twister for what Ron could be so upset about and then he froze. Far above the school he saw Ginny spinning wildly, not even struggling against the winds.
Harry found that he could no longer take his eyes off the swirling tunnel of death and watched terrified as he saw some familiar faces among the dead.
It was Harry's turn to gasp as he spotted not only Dobby but his arch rival of seven years, Draco Malfoy's pale, dead face frozen with fear.
Harry tore his face from the horrid scene. There was nothing else to do. He grabbed Ron and raced the common room.
"Dingue!" He shouted to the fat lady and then rushed up the stairs to the dorm that he shared.
"Harry! What are you doing?" Ron asked still looking crestfallen.
"What else would I be doing?" Harry asked him. "I'm getting my Firebolt of course!"
Harry grabbed his firebolt and Ron snatched up his broom and the two scurried quickly out of Hogwarts once more. They were surprised to see Hermione, Fred, and George holding broomsticks as well.
"Where did you…?" Harry asked them questioningly.
"They're school brooms, Harry, now come on! We have no time to loose." Hermione said, mounting the broom cautiously, acting as though it might bite her.
As the five of them rose into the air Ron said, "When was the last time you were on a broom, Hermione?" There was laughter in his voice despite the seriousness of the circumstances.
Then the winds picked up once again, bringing the students back to the horrible reality.
Up and up they flew, the other students and teachers watched in awe below. Some of the professors were yelling and motioning for them to come down, but there was a slim chance of that.
Harry felt the wind rustling his hair as he neared the swirling tornado. He shifted on his firebolt and then leaned forward making himself go as quickly as possible towards the cyclone.
Suddenly he found himself within the churning gale. It was pulling him upward with it into it's center.
Below him Hermione and Ron were pulled into the twister as well, but Fred and George were left behind, hovering in the air as the tornado got smaller and smaller. It disappeared as if it had never existed and with it went Harry, Ron, Hermione, and all of the contents of the Great Hall.
A/N: I'd like to thank Griffendorgal, Moony, Gothamin, zimi, your buddy, Emily, RonandHerm4eva, ha, moo, Idiot Person, Shelly, and Ima baabaa. For reviewing. Yeah I actually have reviews!
Chapter Three
The only reason that Fred and George were at Hogwarts again in the first place was because of their scandalous exit at the end of their 7th year, they never finished school. And so now they were going back and finishing up
"For the sake of having the graduation plagues mounted on our wall at the joke shop." George had said.
"And," Fred said. "Because Hogwarts is where we got all of our best ideas."
Either way the two Weasley twins were back and had been wrecking havoc once again. And now they were sitting up on the fourth floor expectantly waiting for Harry, Hermione, and Ron to arrive.
But you see the three friends had hit a snag…they were, after all, in their 7th year and there was no way that the three of them would all fit under that cloak. In the end they decided on two disillusionment charms for Hermione and Ron and the invisibility cloak for Harry.
½ hour late, they finally arrived at the picture of a really realistic looking room filled with all sorts of different tables and chairs. Harry hesitated at first trying to remember the secret of the painting when out of the corner of his eye he saw movement.
Then he remembered and stepped through the picture into the cozy room within. Hermione and Ron followed his lead and found themselves in the room from the painting.
"About TIME you three got here!" The twins shouted simultaneously.
"We were starting to think you just up and died on the way here." Fred said shaking his head and then Ron elbowed him, trying to remind him of the seriousness of the situation.
"Alright, alright already!" Fred said in protest and then backed away from his little brother.
The 5 people stepped out from the front of the painting and walked over to the corner of the small room in an effort to make sure that nobody walking past recognized them and told on them.
"I can't believe I'm here!" Hermione thought to herself worriedly. "I'm HEAD GIRL! What would people think?" Ron must have seen the look on Hermione's face because he gave her a stern look and Hermione seemed to relax a bit.
"Alright then." Harry said more to himself then to anyone else. "Let's get down to business!" Then from out in the hall there was a triumphant shout.
HA! I've got you now you bloody prats!" Filch yelled.
~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~
Ginny and Dobby had first started out on a hunt for leftover food and other people. It seemed that neither existed in the Great Hall and their grand search turned out fruitless.
Ginny sat down on part of a bench and sighed heavily. It didn't look good for she and the little house elf.
As Dobby rambled on Ginny found herself gazing at the ceiling where there looked to be a bit of a disturbance in the sky.
"Hmmmmmmm." Ginny thought. "What could be causing that????" She got up and looked again. Wind ruffled her hair and behind her she heard Dobby's endless babble cease instantly.
"Wind? In the Great Hall??" Ginny said out loud in surprise. Then from out of the illusion a great twisting tornado came. Ginny screamed in alarm and Dobby shrieked and ran for cover. But there was no cover and down the twister came, seemingly spelling out doom for Ginny and her small friend.
The last thing that Ginny remembered before being swept into the great swirling winds was thinking 'I wish I would have died before so that I don't have to go through all of this…'
Ginny watched sadly as poor Dobby's small, frail body was whipped into what was left of a table. And then there was nothing for Ginny…just black.
~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~
Harry, Hermione, Ron, Fred, and George all filed out slowly from the hidden room. But before Filch could even identify them, Colin Creevy ran down the hall yelling,
"Filch, Filch come quick! There seems to be a disturbance in the courtyard and all staff members are called there immediately!"
Filch scowled and hurried off down the hall. "I'll get back to you 5 later!" he shouted back. And then the five 7th years flew down the stairs and out onto the Hogwarts grounds. They wanted to see what all of the ruckus was about too.
Hermione was the first of the group to see it and she gasped and pointed to a tornado that seemed to be twisting above the school. Harry heard Ron cry out and cringe and Harry noticed that the boy almost looked like crying.
Harry scanned the twister for what Ron could be so upset about and then he froze. Far above the school he saw Ginny spinning wildly, not even struggling against the winds.
Harry found that he could no longer take his eyes off the swirling tunnel of death and watched terrified as he saw some familiar faces among the dead.
It was Harry's turn to gasp as he spotted not only Dobby but his arch rival of seven years, Draco Malfoy's pale, dead face frozen with fear.
Harry tore his face from the horrid scene. There was nothing else to do. He grabbed Ron and raced the common room.
"Dingue!" He shouted to the fat lady and then rushed up the stairs to the dorm that he shared.
"Harry! What are you doing?" Ron asked still looking crestfallen.
"What else would I be doing?" Harry asked him. "I'm getting my Firebolt of course!"
Harry grabbed his firebolt and Ron snatched up his broom and the two scurried quickly out of Hogwarts once more. They were surprised to see Hermione, Fred, and George holding broomsticks as well.
"Where did you…?" Harry asked them questioningly.
"They're school brooms, Harry, now come on! We have no time to loose." Hermione said, mounting the broom cautiously, acting as though it might bite her.
As the five of them rose into the air Ron said, "When was the last time you were on a broom, Hermione?" There was laughter in his voice despite the seriousness of the circumstances.
Then the winds picked up once again, bringing the students back to the horrible reality.
Up and up they flew, the other students and teachers watched in awe below. Some of the professors were yelling and motioning for them to come down, but there was a slim chance of that.
Harry felt the wind rustling his hair as he neared the swirling tornado. He shifted on his firebolt and then leaned forward making himself go as quickly as possible towards the cyclone.
Suddenly he found himself within the churning gale. It was pulling him upward with it into it's center.
Below him Hermione and Ron were pulled into the twister as well, but Fred and George were left behind, hovering in the air as the tornado got smaller and smaller. It disappeared as if it had never existed and with it went Harry, Ron, Hermione, and all of the contents of the Great Hall.
A/N: I'd like to thank Griffendorgal, Moony, Gothamin, zimi, your buddy, Emily, RonandHerm4eva, ha, moo, Idiot Person, Shelly, and Ima baabaa. For reviewing. Yeah I actually have reviews!