Trapped
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"Leave your potions to simmer gently and clean up your working areas, class," Professor Severus Snape called out as he swept around the classroom inspecting potions, glaring at Gryffindors, and nodding in satisfaction towards the Slytherins.
Hermione gave her potion one last stir and then left it bubbling softly as she began to pack away all of her unused ingredients. She jotted down a few notes in her Potions book, and hoped fervently that she had added the exact amount of Wormwood that she was supposed to.
Next to her, Ron and Harry were indulging in their usual childish tendencies (Hermione rolled her eyes), and were flinging unused pieces of Grindylow spleen at each other. They didn't see Snape glide quietly up behind them in his billowing black robes, outraged fury etched across his pale face.
"What," he thundered, "do you two think you are doing?"
Harry's face paled until he was even whiter than the professor. Ron's Grindylow spleen missed Harry and flew past Hermione's face.
"50 points from Gryffindor for your foolish and juvenile behaviour."
"Er. . . Professor. . ."
"Silence, Longbottom, unless you wish to lose your house points also." His voice lowered to a deadly hiss as he turned his attention back to his two miscreant students. "Your silly behaviour is exactly what I would expect from 1st year Gryffindors, not students hoping to pass their NEWT's in 4 months time. I expect all of my students to treat this subject with the respect and commitment it deserves. If you cannot behave then you cannot stay in this class. I will be seeing the headmaster about this," he added, glaring in particular at Harry.
"Professor!!"
While Snape could have easily ignored Neville's pitiful voice for as long as he wished, it was much harder to ignore the hissing and popping noise coming from his cauldron. Snape's gaze turned slowly to the student.
Eyes bugging from his head, Neville was slowly backing away from the hissing cauldron, which was now spewing forth green and white sparks. Ron's misfired spleen had landed in Neville's potions, and it seemed that the extra ingredient was not agreeable.
Snape forgot all about Potter and Weasley. Thinking quickly, the professor grabbed Draco as he passed by and ducked down behind him, using the blonde boy as a shield.
"It's going to explode!" yelled Hermione, throwing herself down behind her desk.
The cauldron began to make loud popping noises and it seemed as though it was hurling out some of Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes best fireworks. Several students threw themselves to the stone floor, screaming loudly, while the ones closest to the door made a frantic run for it.
There was a tremendous bang as the cauldron exploded and the classroom shook violently. It seemed as if it was all over, but then a dull roar accompanied the trembling ground. The shaking increased in intensity as the roar became louder and more threatening. Dust and bits of stone were shaken out of the ceiling and walls. Glass jars and bottles containing various ingredients and pickled animals started to fall off their shelves and smash on the stone floor. Hermione felt herself cough and choke on all the dust, but she couldn't hear it - the noise in the classroom was deafening. Bags fell to the stony floor as ripped open, sending quills, parchment and books flying as desks collapsed and cauldrons tipped over. Her heart was thumping loudly in her chest as Hermione watched an unbroken jar of crushed Asphodel roll past and she realised with a jolt what was going on. . .
The castle was collapsing.
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Draco groaned. His head - oh his head! It felt as if someone was crushing it in a vice. On top of that, there was something hard digging into his back.
"Get off me, Malfoy."
Draco opened his eyes to complete darkness. He scrambled about to obey the potion masters voice and tried to stand up. In the pitch-blackness he hit his head on something hard. He swore loudly and crouched back down clutching his aching skull.
In the dark beside him, Draco heard Snape shuffling around in his pockets, then uttering, "Lumos".
Draco blinked in the sudden light. When his eyes adjusted, he felt his stomach drop.
The classroom had caved in. He was trapped under tonnes and tonnes of stone.
It couldn't have been worse, Draco thought to himself in dismay.
But it was.
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A/N Short chapter, I know. But it's a bit of a teaser hehehe. Oh how fun it is to be EVIL!! Please r/r - reviews are the highlight of my life!!!
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"Leave your potions to simmer gently and clean up your working areas, class," Professor Severus Snape called out as he swept around the classroom inspecting potions, glaring at Gryffindors, and nodding in satisfaction towards the Slytherins.
Hermione gave her potion one last stir and then left it bubbling softly as she began to pack away all of her unused ingredients. She jotted down a few notes in her Potions book, and hoped fervently that she had added the exact amount of Wormwood that she was supposed to.
Next to her, Ron and Harry were indulging in their usual childish tendencies (Hermione rolled her eyes), and were flinging unused pieces of Grindylow spleen at each other. They didn't see Snape glide quietly up behind them in his billowing black robes, outraged fury etched across his pale face.
"What," he thundered, "do you two think you are doing?"
Harry's face paled until he was even whiter than the professor. Ron's Grindylow spleen missed Harry and flew past Hermione's face.
"50 points from Gryffindor for your foolish and juvenile behaviour."
"Er. . . Professor. . ."
"Silence, Longbottom, unless you wish to lose your house points also." His voice lowered to a deadly hiss as he turned his attention back to his two miscreant students. "Your silly behaviour is exactly what I would expect from 1st year Gryffindors, not students hoping to pass their NEWT's in 4 months time. I expect all of my students to treat this subject with the respect and commitment it deserves. If you cannot behave then you cannot stay in this class. I will be seeing the headmaster about this," he added, glaring in particular at Harry.
"Professor!!"
While Snape could have easily ignored Neville's pitiful voice for as long as he wished, it was much harder to ignore the hissing and popping noise coming from his cauldron. Snape's gaze turned slowly to the student.
Eyes bugging from his head, Neville was slowly backing away from the hissing cauldron, which was now spewing forth green and white sparks. Ron's misfired spleen had landed in Neville's potions, and it seemed that the extra ingredient was not agreeable.
Snape forgot all about Potter and Weasley. Thinking quickly, the professor grabbed Draco as he passed by and ducked down behind him, using the blonde boy as a shield.
"It's going to explode!" yelled Hermione, throwing herself down behind her desk.
The cauldron began to make loud popping noises and it seemed as though it was hurling out some of Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes best fireworks. Several students threw themselves to the stone floor, screaming loudly, while the ones closest to the door made a frantic run for it.
There was a tremendous bang as the cauldron exploded and the classroom shook violently. It seemed as if it was all over, but then a dull roar accompanied the trembling ground. The shaking increased in intensity as the roar became louder and more threatening. Dust and bits of stone were shaken out of the ceiling and walls. Glass jars and bottles containing various ingredients and pickled animals started to fall off their shelves and smash on the stone floor. Hermione felt herself cough and choke on all the dust, but she couldn't hear it - the noise in the classroom was deafening. Bags fell to the stony floor as ripped open, sending quills, parchment and books flying as desks collapsed and cauldrons tipped over. Her heart was thumping loudly in her chest as Hermione watched an unbroken jar of crushed Asphodel roll past and she realised with a jolt what was going on. . .
The castle was collapsing.
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Draco groaned. His head - oh his head! It felt as if someone was crushing it in a vice. On top of that, there was something hard digging into his back.
"Get off me, Malfoy."
Draco opened his eyes to complete darkness. He scrambled about to obey the potion masters voice and tried to stand up. In the pitch-blackness he hit his head on something hard. He swore loudly and crouched back down clutching his aching skull.
In the dark beside him, Draco heard Snape shuffling around in his pockets, then uttering, "Lumos".
Draco blinked in the sudden light. When his eyes adjusted, he felt his stomach drop.
The classroom had caved in. He was trapped under tonnes and tonnes of stone.
It couldn't have been worse, Draco thought to himself in dismay.
But it was.
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A/N Short chapter, I know. But it's a bit of a teaser hehehe. Oh how fun it is to be EVIL!! Please r/r - reviews are the highlight of my life!!!