Chapter 2: Letters and Eaves Droppers
It was a bright Saturday morning when Harry woke up. Ron was already getting dressed to go down for breakfast. Harry and Ron rushed down to the Great Hall to find Hermione already sitting at the table eating her portage.
"Took you a while to wake up!" Hermione exclaims lowering her spoon.
"Sorry. But I also have loads of homework to do!" Ron replies, undignified.
"So you were actually doing your homework Ronald?"
"Well, erm, no! But I could've been."
"Erm, Hermione, later, erm, could you help me with some of my homework? Only, I haven't handed in my essay on the Death thing." Ron asks, blushing.
"I suppose it wouldn't hurt."
Harry placed his fork on his plate. Not feeling very hungry he decides to ask Hermione and Ron to go down to Hagrids with him.
"I think we should go see Hagrid. What do you think?"
"Sure. We haven't seen him all summer." Ron states
"Okay. But aren't you hungry? We should eat first." She states as a matter of factly.
"No! I'm not very hungry. I'm going to start heading there now. I'll meet you there."
"Alright.' Hermione says then looking at Ron asks 'What's the matter with him?"
Thinking something was wrong, they gobbled down their food as fats as they could. They ran out of the Great hall and out onto the school grounds. Harry was already half way to Hagrids hut.
"hey, weight for us Harry." Hermione yells after him.
When Hermione and Ron catch up to Harry, they all know on the big wooden door. They can hear Fang the boarhound barking in excitement.
"Oh, why hello there Harry, Ron and Hermione. What brings you here?"
"Nothing, just wanted to see what you're up to." Harry exclaimed.
"Come in wont you?" Hagrids asks
"Thanks Hagrid." Ron replies to him.
"You want some Dandelion juice?"
"Yeah, thanks." They replied, as they sat down at the giant table to one corner.
Dika: thanks for your review. Sorry, I was debating on how to spell Hinkypunks. Hope you enjoy the rest.
"So, how was your summer?" He asked as he served Harry, Hermione and Ron some Dandelion juice.
"It wasn't too bad. Mum kept crying every time someone mentioned Percy." Ron replied.
"Mine was boring. It felt like it took forever for September the First to come." Harry said.
"I spent the summer, reading books."
"Like usual. I bet you read at least 10 books." Ron said sarcastically.
"No, actually it was 11!"
"Same difference.' Ron replied to her. 'told you Harry!"
Harry can see Ron rolling his eyes at Hermione. After listening to Hermione and Ron argue about how many books she read, it was beginning to get late.
"Well, its getting late. It's best if you start heading up for lunch now. Any longer and it'll all be gone soon."
"Bye Hagrid!" They're say as they leave the hut and head to the Great Hall.
"Ron, don't forget, we still have to work on your home work."
"Don't remind me. Please."
Harry giggles. On their way up the castle steps they run into Malfoy. Up to his usual snooping around.
"Get out of the way Malfoy!" Harry stated with anger.
"What are you going to do about it Potter?"
Harry reaches for his wand, but before he can do anything Snape shows up. Harry quickly pulls his had out of his pocket.
"What are you doing? You should be at lunch." Snape sneered.
"We were just heading there now Professor." Hermione replied.
"Well you best be off then."
As they turned around the corner to the Great Hall its obvious that Malfoy and his goons are disappointed that Harry wasn't told off.
"Next time Potter." Malfoy mouthed to Harry.
After a wonderful lunch it was time to head to the common room.
"Come on Ron. We best do your homework now."
"Right. You coming Harry?"
"What? No. I'm going to Miss. Gertrude's office."
"Oh, how come?" Hermione asked him.
"I don't know. There's something strange about her. I can't put my finger on it. I just want to ask her where she's from."
"Alright. We'll see you in the common room." Hermione replied back, and they headed in separate directions.
When Harry finally reached the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, it was dark out. Harry headed into the room and up to the office. The door was open slightly. He peeked inside and saw Miss Gertrude pacing back and forth by her desk. A quill was writing back and forth, taking down what she said.
"Harry Potter has grown quite a bit sir. He can now create a Patronus, fight the Imperious curse, and does well in my classes. His highest classes are Defense Against the Dark Arts and Charms. He has done quite well with my assignment, research on the Death-Clairvoyant. He does seem to be weary of me. As if he suspects I am up to something. This child is very cunning."
'Why is she writing about me? And to who is she writing? This is definitely not good." He whispers to himself.
Realizing this is not good he runs back to the common room to find Ron and Hermione sitting at a table near the fire place going over Ron's home work.
"Ron, Hermione, I just hear Miss Gertrude writing about me. She was saying how good ant classes I was, what I could do. And even thinks I suspect her of something."
"Well, it sounds like she has something to hide if she mentioned it. You didn't let her know you suspect her of anything Harry?" Hermione asks.
"No, I haven't said anything to her."
"Hermione, obviously, she hates him. Or she's writing to the Dursley's." Ron replied.
"Don't be silly Ronald. She wouldn't write to them. They don't care about Hogwarts." Hermione snapped.
"The question is, what does she want with writing about me?" Harry asked.
"I don't know Harry." Ron replied quietly.
It was a bright Saturday morning when Harry woke up. Ron was already getting dressed to go down for breakfast. Harry and Ron rushed down to the Great Hall to find Hermione already sitting at the table eating her portage.
"Took you a while to wake up!" Hermione exclaims lowering her spoon.
"Sorry. But I also have loads of homework to do!" Ron replies, undignified.
"So you were actually doing your homework Ronald?"
"Well, erm, no! But I could've been."
"Erm, Hermione, later, erm, could you help me with some of my homework? Only, I haven't handed in my essay on the Death thing." Ron asks, blushing.
"I suppose it wouldn't hurt."
Harry placed his fork on his plate. Not feeling very hungry he decides to ask Hermione and Ron to go down to Hagrids with him.
"I think we should go see Hagrid. What do you think?"
"Sure. We haven't seen him all summer." Ron states
"Okay. But aren't you hungry? We should eat first." She states as a matter of factly.
"No! I'm not very hungry. I'm going to start heading there now. I'll meet you there."
"Alright.' Hermione says then looking at Ron asks 'What's the matter with him?"
Thinking something was wrong, they gobbled down their food as fats as they could. They ran out of the Great hall and out onto the school grounds. Harry was already half way to Hagrids hut.
"hey, weight for us Harry." Hermione yells after him.
When Hermione and Ron catch up to Harry, they all know on the big wooden door. They can hear Fang the boarhound barking in excitement.
"Oh, why hello there Harry, Ron and Hermione. What brings you here?"
"Nothing, just wanted to see what you're up to." Harry exclaimed.
"Come in wont you?" Hagrids asks
"Thanks Hagrid." Ron replies to him.
"You want some Dandelion juice?"
"Yeah, thanks." They replied, as they sat down at the giant table to one corner.
Dika: thanks for your review. Sorry, I was debating on how to spell Hinkypunks. Hope you enjoy the rest.
"So, how was your summer?" He asked as he served Harry, Hermione and Ron some Dandelion juice.
"It wasn't too bad. Mum kept crying every time someone mentioned Percy." Ron replied.
"Mine was boring. It felt like it took forever for September the First to come." Harry said.
"I spent the summer, reading books."
"Like usual. I bet you read at least 10 books." Ron said sarcastically.
"No, actually it was 11!"
"Same difference.' Ron replied to her. 'told you Harry!"
Harry can see Ron rolling his eyes at Hermione. After listening to Hermione and Ron argue about how many books she read, it was beginning to get late.
"Well, its getting late. It's best if you start heading up for lunch now. Any longer and it'll all be gone soon."
"Bye Hagrid!" They're say as they leave the hut and head to the Great Hall.
"Ron, don't forget, we still have to work on your home work."
"Don't remind me. Please."
Harry giggles. On their way up the castle steps they run into Malfoy. Up to his usual snooping around.
"Get out of the way Malfoy!" Harry stated with anger.
"What are you going to do about it Potter?"
Harry reaches for his wand, but before he can do anything Snape shows up. Harry quickly pulls his had out of his pocket.
"What are you doing? You should be at lunch." Snape sneered.
"We were just heading there now Professor." Hermione replied.
"Well you best be off then."
As they turned around the corner to the Great Hall its obvious that Malfoy and his goons are disappointed that Harry wasn't told off.
"Next time Potter." Malfoy mouthed to Harry.
After a wonderful lunch it was time to head to the common room.
"Come on Ron. We best do your homework now."
"Right. You coming Harry?"
"What? No. I'm going to Miss. Gertrude's office."
"Oh, how come?" Hermione asked him.
"I don't know. There's something strange about her. I can't put my finger on it. I just want to ask her where she's from."
"Alright. We'll see you in the common room." Hermione replied back, and they headed in separate directions.
When Harry finally reached the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, it was dark out. Harry headed into the room and up to the office. The door was open slightly. He peeked inside and saw Miss Gertrude pacing back and forth by her desk. A quill was writing back and forth, taking down what she said.
"Harry Potter has grown quite a bit sir. He can now create a Patronus, fight the Imperious curse, and does well in my classes. His highest classes are Defense Against the Dark Arts and Charms. He has done quite well with my assignment, research on the Death-Clairvoyant. He does seem to be weary of me. As if he suspects I am up to something. This child is very cunning."
'Why is she writing about me? And to who is she writing? This is definitely not good." He whispers to himself.
Realizing this is not good he runs back to the common room to find Ron and Hermione sitting at a table near the fire place going over Ron's home work.
"Ron, Hermione, I just hear Miss Gertrude writing about me. She was saying how good ant classes I was, what I could do. And even thinks I suspect her of something."
"Well, it sounds like she has something to hide if she mentioned it. You didn't let her know you suspect her of anything Harry?" Hermione asks.
"No, I haven't said anything to her."
"Hermione, obviously, she hates him. Or she's writing to the Dursley's." Ron replied.
"Don't be silly Ronald. She wouldn't write to them. They don't care about Hogwarts." Hermione snapped.
"The question is, what does she want with writing about me?" Harry asked.
"I don't know Harry." Ron replied quietly.