A/N: Yeah yet another chappie. I'M ON FIRE! HA HA HA! Actually…not really BUT THAT'S OK. I had better stop typing the little author's note now…before I scare too many people away with my extreme hyperness.
Chapter Six
Disclaimer: I donut own the character, the setting, or pretty much anything for that matter…dun dun
Dumbledore's office looked much the same as it always had. Fawkes perched in her cage in the corner, pictures of headmasters long gone lined the walls, and upon a chair in the room's center sat Dumbledore himself. This was the only part of the room which was different, for he had his face in his hands and when he looked up to see them, Dumbledore looked the oldest they had ever seen him.
McGonagall, however, noticed not as she marched the Weasley twins into the chamber. Fred and George Weasley walked quickly to keep up with her pace and before they knew it, they were standing directly before their headmaster.
McGonagall opened her mouth, about to speak, but Dumbledore put a weary hand up, silencing her. He rose and walked slowly over to a window, gazing down over the grounds.
"I do not have time to deal with minor incidents Minerva." He said, his voice sounding stretched and thin. McGonagall looked about to protest, to say that this was no MINOR incident, but then Dumbledore continued. "Before the tornado started I asked Harry to be what muggles might call a 'detective'. I told him to look out for suspicious things and people. Now he has gone and gotten himself into more danger than, perhaps, ever before."
Fred and George stayed where they stood, forgotten. They were soaking in every word, anxious to hear about what might have happened to their some of their friends and family.
"Minerva," Dumbledore spoke softly as if his tone would lessen the blow of what he had to say. "The ancient spells have been broken."
McGonagall looked at the headmaster, mouth open wide, expression agape. "Albus, whatever do you mean the spells are broken…?"
Dumbledore heaved a long sigh. "I mean just that-." And with that he apparated and dissapparated across the room.
Fred and George stared. "Bloody hell…but everyone knows you can't apparate or dissapparate inside Hogwarts." George said.
Dumbledore walked over to them and rested a hand on George's shoulder. "Now you can. Now muggles can see Hogwarts. Now the candles no longer float in the Great Hall. Now," He said, his eyes getting bigger and more forlorn. "Hogwarts shall not last long."
Hermione, Ron, Draco, Harry, and Ginny froze. The wall had opened up and it was now apparent that the room where they were was in the middle of a forest.
A shadow was cast into the room, the shadow of a man rather big in size. When the five of them looked from the shadow to it's maker, they all gasped at what they saw.
There stood a man as large and dangerous looking as any they had ever seen.
"Well-." Ron was the first to speak, they were all huddled behind the broken table against which Ron and Hermione had previously been dozing. "By the looks of him he's part giant, like Hagrid."
"Keep your voice down." Scolded Hermione. "And yes, I think you are right, Ron. If he is then he'll be harder to stun." The girl looked around her at her fellow classmates. "Ginny, Draco, you two don't have your wands, do you?"
"The bloody wind blew mine away." Said Ginny scowling.
"Mind snapped in half just a bit before the candles began to fall." Draco winced as he moved more behind the table, he was in terrible shape.
Hermione crouched low and muttered a spell upon Draco. "There, that should help a bit." She said. And indeed the tight expression of pain that Draco had been wearing ever since Harry had found him lessened a little.
There was a terrible thudding noise and they looked at each other in alarm.
Thump. Thud. Clank. Things were being blasted apart by the half-giant in his search through the chamber.
Ginny's face paled and she looked nearly as sick as before. "Harry, we're going to be caught." She said and although she attempted to wear a brave face, she slipped her hand to Harry's and held it tight.
The table blew apart, pieces of wood flying in every direction. The half-giant had found what he was looking for.
A/N: Well…just want to say the usual. REVIEW, REVIEW, oh and REVIEW!!!!!!
Chapter Six
Disclaimer: I donut own the character, the setting, or pretty much anything for that matter…dun dun
Dumbledore's office looked much the same as it always had. Fawkes perched in her cage in the corner, pictures of headmasters long gone lined the walls, and upon a chair in the room's center sat Dumbledore himself. This was the only part of the room which was different, for he had his face in his hands and when he looked up to see them, Dumbledore looked the oldest they had ever seen him.
McGonagall, however, noticed not as she marched the Weasley twins into the chamber. Fred and George Weasley walked quickly to keep up with her pace and before they knew it, they were standing directly before their headmaster.
McGonagall opened her mouth, about to speak, but Dumbledore put a weary hand up, silencing her. He rose and walked slowly over to a window, gazing down over the grounds.
"I do not have time to deal with minor incidents Minerva." He said, his voice sounding stretched and thin. McGonagall looked about to protest, to say that this was no MINOR incident, but then Dumbledore continued. "Before the tornado started I asked Harry to be what muggles might call a 'detective'. I told him to look out for suspicious things and people. Now he has gone and gotten himself into more danger than, perhaps, ever before."
Fred and George stayed where they stood, forgotten. They were soaking in every word, anxious to hear about what might have happened to their some of their friends and family.
"Minerva," Dumbledore spoke softly as if his tone would lessen the blow of what he had to say. "The ancient spells have been broken."
McGonagall looked at the headmaster, mouth open wide, expression agape. "Albus, whatever do you mean the spells are broken…?"
Dumbledore heaved a long sigh. "I mean just that-." And with that he apparated and dissapparated across the room.
Fred and George stared. "Bloody hell…but everyone knows you can't apparate or dissapparate inside Hogwarts." George said.
Dumbledore walked over to them and rested a hand on George's shoulder. "Now you can. Now muggles can see Hogwarts. Now the candles no longer float in the Great Hall. Now," He said, his eyes getting bigger and more forlorn. "Hogwarts shall not last long."
Hermione, Ron, Draco, Harry, and Ginny froze. The wall had opened up and it was now apparent that the room where they were was in the middle of a forest.
A shadow was cast into the room, the shadow of a man rather big in size. When the five of them looked from the shadow to it's maker, they all gasped at what they saw.
There stood a man as large and dangerous looking as any they had ever seen.
"Well-." Ron was the first to speak, they were all huddled behind the broken table against which Ron and Hermione had previously been dozing. "By the looks of him he's part giant, like Hagrid."
"Keep your voice down." Scolded Hermione. "And yes, I think you are right, Ron. If he is then he'll be harder to stun." The girl looked around her at her fellow classmates. "Ginny, Draco, you two don't have your wands, do you?"
"The bloody wind blew mine away." Said Ginny scowling.
"Mind snapped in half just a bit before the candles began to fall." Draco winced as he moved more behind the table, he was in terrible shape.
Hermione crouched low and muttered a spell upon Draco. "There, that should help a bit." She said. And indeed the tight expression of pain that Draco had been wearing ever since Harry had found him lessened a little.
There was a terrible thudding noise and they looked at each other in alarm.
Thump. Thud. Clank. Things were being blasted apart by the half-giant in his search through the chamber.
Ginny's face paled and she looked nearly as sick as before. "Harry, we're going to be caught." She said and although she attempted to wear a brave face, she slipped her hand to Harry's and held it tight.
The table blew apart, pieces of wood flying in every direction. The half-giant had found what he was looking for.
A/N: Well…just want to say the usual. REVIEW, REVIEW, oh and REVIEW!!!!!!