Hi! I can't believe it! I haven't written any of this story since June
14th! That's horrible.
Anywho, saying thanks to:
SerafinaMoon
Kd Zeal
Clearly Clayr
K.D. Toling
My sister came up with the idea for this chapter, and I think it's a pretty good idea.
Chapter 4
Harry, Draco, Ron and Hermione all stared hopelessly at the doors ahead of them.
"How will we ever get home?" Harry asked to no one in particular.
"We should split up. Harry, you take that door." Hermione pointed to a door on the left. "And Draco, you should take this door." She pointed to the door about five up from Harry's.
"No! I'm taking this door!" Said Draco, and he gestured to the door across from Harry's.
"Fine." Hermione sighed.
"But shouldn't some people wait behind?" Said Ron.
"Why?" Said Hermione.
Ron blushed. "I dunno. Just in case."
"Ok. Harry, Draco, you guys go now, Ron and I can go through next time."
"Fine! Let's just go!" Said Harry impatiently, and he opened his door and stepped inside. Draco did the same.
*~*~*
Harry blinked a couple of times, getting used to the light. Pure pink.
"D***! More doors!" Said Harry in aggrevation. But then he noticed that each door was labeled.
"What the h***?" He looked around confusedly. Then he decided he had nothing to loose, and opened one labeled 'Childhood Memories.'
This room was bright purple, except for a bunch of white papers resting in the center of a purple table, which was in the right hand corner of the room. Harry walked over and picked up one of the papers. It said:
"January 2, 1997
Today was worse then usual. After being woken up at 8:00 to go to Diagon Ally, Draco refused to move from bed. His father dragged him down to the table, and forced Draco to eat and to go to Diagon Ally. After buying accessive amounts of chocolate and gum, Draco's father refused to buy the broom Draco wanted, and Draco threw a fit. He even broke a window, a cat's tail, and his nose. Actually, the nose was broken when he tripped over his dad's over-large feet. The evening was spent reparing Draco's nose, and getting him to sleep."
Harry looked up from the page. How old was Draco? Two? Probably not, but that's how old he acted. Harry decided to find a different place. He went out of Childhood memories, and into 'Crushes.' When he read this door, he smiled. This was going to be good.
Meanwhile, Voldemort was trying to figure out where Harry, Draco, Hermione and Ron went.
"Hmmmm." He played the events of that night over in his head. He then got an idea, and called over Lucius Malfoy. (A/N-How do you spell Malfoy's dad's name?)
"Malfoy, I want you to start the killing curse on me, but at the end, sneeze." Said Voldemort.
"B-B-But what if I kill you?" Said Malfoy shakily.
"Just do it." Said Voldemort in a commanding voice.
"Ok. Avada Kedav-ah-ah-ah-choo!" Malfoy sneezed. When he looked up again, Voldemort was gone. "That can't be good."
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That's the end of chapt. 4. It's kinda weird, and I planned on it being longer, but. Anywho, review, please!!!!!
Till next chapter,
fishkisser
Sk8 gr8
Anywho, saying thanks to:
SerafinaMoon
Kd Zeal
Clearly Clayr
K.D. Toling
My sister came up with the idea for this chapter, and I think it's a pretty good idea.
Chapter 4
Harry, Draco, Ron and Hermione all stared hopelessly at the doors ahead of them.
"How will we ever get home?" Harry asked to no one in particular.
"We should split up. Harry, you take that door." Hermione pointed to a door on the left. "And Draco, you should take this door." She pointed to the door about five up from Harry's.
"No! I'm taking this door!" Said Draco, and he gestured to the door across from Harry's.
"Fine." Hermione sighed.
"But shouldn't some people wait behind?" Said Ron.
"Why?" Said Hermione.
Ron blushed. "I dunno. Just in case."
"Ok. Harry, Draco, you guys go now, Ron and I can go through next time."
"Fine! Let's just go!" Said Harry impatiently, and he opened his door and stepped inside. Draco did the same.
*~*~*
Harry blinked a couple of times, getting used to the light. Pure pink.
"D***! More doors!" Said Harry in aggrevation. But then he noticed that each door was labeled.
"What the h***?" He looked around confusedly. Then he decided he had nothing to loose, and opened one labeled 'Childhood Memories.'
This room was bright purple, except for a bunch of white papers resting in the center of a purple table, which was in the right hand corner of the room. Harry walked over and picked up one of the papers. It said:
"January 2, 1997
Today was worse then usual. After being woken up at 8:00 to go to Diagon Ally, Draco refused to move from bed. His father dragged him down to the table, and forced Draco to eat and to go to Diagon Ally. After buying accessive amounts of chocolate and gum, Draco's father refused to buy the broom Draco wanted, and Draco threw a fit. He even broke a window, a cat's tail, and his nose. Actually, the nose was broken when he tripped over his dad's over-large feet. The evening was spent reparing Draco's nose, and getting him to sleep."
Harry looked up from the page. How old was Draco? Two? Probably not, but that's how old he acted. Harry decided to find a different place. He went out of Childhood memories, and into 'Crushes.' When he read this door, he smiled. This was going to be good.
Meanwhile, Voldemort was trying to figure out where Harry, Draco, Hermione and Ron went.
"Hmmmm." He played the events of that night over in his head. He then got an idea, and called over Lucius Malfoy. (A/N-How do you spell Malfoy's dad's name?)
"Malfoy, I want you to start the killing curse on me, but at the end, sneeze." Said Voldemort.
"B-B-But what if I kill you?" Said Malfoy shakily.
"Just do it." Said Voldemort in a commanding voice.
"Ok. Avada Kedav-ah-ah-ah-choo!" Malfoy sneezed. When he looked up again, Voldemort was gone. "That can't be good."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
That's the end of chapt. 4. It's kinda weird, and I planned on it being longer, but. Anywho, review, please!!!!!
Till next chapter,
fishkisser
Sk8 gr8