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Prince"!
Chapter 6
"Where did you say Voldemort is, anyway?" Jo asked, looking down and raising a disgusted eyebrow.
"Under the ground" Flitwick replied with a small sigh.
"As in, the sewers?" Hermione asked, nearly in panic. "It can't be the sewers!"
"Um... what's the stewers?" Ron asked, raising an eyebrow. "They us to death, will they?"
"The sewers, Ron, not the stewers!" Hermione said, shaking her head desperately. "They don't cook you, they're pipes!"
"Pipes?" he asked slowly, but nobody paid anymore attention to him, instead focusing on the hole in the ground that stunk.
"Oh, well, in we go" Jo said bravely and went down through it, quickly followed by little Flitwick, Harry, Ron and finally, disgusted Hermione. It was true she was a lot like Jo. The difference was that Hermione had of course thought of rats –which Jo hadn't.
Once inside, they walked through the things slowly, stepping through water. None of them was pleased, but least concerned were Flitwick and Ron, followed by Harry... Jo had rapidly changed her mind on bravery as a rat swam by, next to the wall. Now, both she and Hermione wore disgusted expressions.
"Not far from here..." muttered Flitwick. "Not far at all. Mr. Potter, you are sure you can always cast spells with that speed, right?"
"Yes, sir" Harry replied. "It's in my blood already"
They walked like that for nearly five minutes before they made it to a funny-looking part of the tunnel where Flitwick stopped.
"Here it is... and here goes nothing!" he said and put his hands on the wall which opened slowly.
"Isn't it the least bit hidden from Muggles?" Hermione asked, concerned. "What if a Muggle makes it here and pushes the wall by accident?"
"That wouldn't happen" Flitwick replied. "The chances are very small. Besides, it is magic-operated"
"I didn't see any magic" Ron said, staring at the smaller wizard.
"But their magic works differently, remember?" Hermione asked with a glare.
"Oh. Right" the red haired boy replied.
Flitwick went through the wall first and the others reluctantly followed him. Harry was expecting more water, more mud, perhaps some snakes slithering here and there, and why not? Some disgusting mud dripping from the low ceiling.
And he was wrong. The ceiling was higher than expected, it was at about two and a half meters –compared to the two meters before, it was a blessing-. It was also dry. It was rather like a corridor in an old castle, it had stone for floor, walls and ceiling. It had torches that lit themselves there and on the floor there was a wonderfully done red carpet. Harry had to admit: it was stylish, in a dark and morbid sort of way. After a few steps, he saw that the carpet was self-cleaning.
They walked through the no-dripping mud, no-water, no-snake corridor for awhile before they reached a dead end. It was a heavy metal door that Flitwick soon discovered to be locked.
"Well, I don't know what we do now" he said slowly. "I think he might have the keys on the other side of the door and it's impossible to blast through it without him hearing, no matter how far away his quarters are."
Hermione raised her eyebrows hearing that and she took out her wand.
"You're joking, right?" she asked, disbelieving.
"No, I'm not" the wizard replied concernedly. "I forgot about this door and there really is no chance of getting the key... Oh, well, everybody stand back, I'll try to blast it"
"Alohomora" Hermione muttered towards the door that opened slightly under the power of the spell. "Really, now, there is a simpler way" she told Flitwick, who was gaping and not just slightly.
"Oh, dear..." he said slowly as Hermione went through the door.
When Harry went through the door, he could see they were in a weird, abnormally large room which had a lot of catwalks everywhere. It seemed to be full of metal stairs from one place to another and to Harry, it seemed like this huge Hall which was in the middle of the castle and which had the purpose of connecting every place with every place. It was a cubic room with the length, width and height of about fifty meters, he thought, but he wasn't sure since there were stairs and catwalks everywhere.
"Whoa" Jo said slowly. "Where to?"
"Basically, he can be anywhere" Flitwick replied with a nervous smile. "But his quarters are this way. Beware the snakes"
Harry nodded and they walked down after Flitwick who led them carefully towards the floor. Getting closer to the ground, Harry heard voices that he quickly recognized as snakes. They were talking among themselves, wondering when they'd get food.
When they were barely a meter over the ground, he started talking to the snakes and he quickly convinced them to let them pass.
"It's ok" he spoke to his companions. "They'll let us pass"
The others weren't quite as certain, but they nodded and went down the stairs, Harry leading them. The snakes slithered away, watching the humans make their way to the quarters of their master. One of them even guided them there at Harry's request.
And so, they made it to a large door that Harry opened. It led to a corridor, again with stone walls, where there were no more snakes. They went lower and lower through it, as the snake had told them they'd get to its master and they finally made it to a room where there was a shimmering cauldron and two Moon Balls were floating at five meters from one another, the cauldron between them.
"Deadly quiet, huh?" Ron asked slowly.
"Too quiet" Harry replied as they slowly went closer to the cauldron and the Moon Balls. "Accio Moon Ball!"
But neither of the two orbs did not budge.
"What..." Hermione said slowly towards Flitwick, but he caught the question before she even spoke it.
"Our moving and summoning powers are greater than yours... And he probably guarded those orbs against somebody moving them" the small wizard explained. "But perhaps I could..."
He made a movement with his arm and one of the Moon Balls moved slightly. Flitwick frowned and continued trying to pull it, sweating while doing so. He did that for about five minutes before the Ball was ten centimeters away.
"It's damned difficult..." Flitwick said slowly, wiping away the sweat from his forehead. "Maybe if we tried tog-"
"Or maybe you won't try it together" they all heard a voice from behind Flitwick. They raised their eyes –and in the smaller wizard's case, they turned- to see a tall, handsome, brown-eyed man walking towards them. "How nice to see you again, Filius"
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AN: Short, I know, but I'm already working on the next chapter. Hope you ejoyed this one... well, read and review!
Thanks to:
Chikin Wang: No, I don't play that game... And I heard about elementals around here, on Thanks loads for the review!
Tsuetsu: I'm glad you enjoy it! I'd prefer longer too, but unfortunately, they don't want to be longer. Thanks for the review!
Siriusforeva: Thank you!
Alcapacien: Thank you!
Chapter 6
"Where did you say Voldemort is, anyway?" Jo asked, looking down and raising a disgusted eyebrow.
"Under the ground" Flitwick replied with a small sigh.
"As in, the sewers?" Hermione asked, nearly in panic. "It can't be the sewers!"
"Um... what's the stewers?" Ron asked, raising an eyebrow. "They us to death, will they?"
"The sewers, Ron, not the stewers!" Hermione said, shaking her head desperately. "They don't cook you, they're pipes!"
"Pipes?" he asked slowly, but nobody paid anymore attention to him, instead focusing on the hole in the ground that stunk.
"Oh, well, in we go" Jo said bravely and went down through it, quickly followed by little Flitwick, Harry, Ron and finally, disgusted Hermione. It was true she was a lot like Jo. The difference was that Hermione had of course thought of rats –which Jo hadn't.
Once inside, they walked through the things slowly, stepping through water. None of them was pleased, but least concerned were Flitwick and Ron, followed by Harry... Jo had rapidly changed her mind on bravery as a rat swam by, next to the wall. Now, both she and Hermione wore disgusted expressions.
"Not far from here..." muttered Flitwick. "Not far at all. Mr. Potter, you are sure you can always cast spells with that speed, right?"
"Yes, sir" Harry replied. "It's in my blood already"
They walked like that for nearly five minutes before they made it to a funny-looking part of the tunnel where Flitwick stopped.
"Here it is... and here goes nothing!" he said and put his hands on the wall which opened slowly.
"Isn't it the least bit hidden from Muggles?" Hermione asked, concerned. "What if a Muggle makes it here and pushes the wall by accident?"
"That wouldn't happen" Flitwick replied. "The chances are very small. Besides, it is magic-operated"
"I didn't see any magic" Ron said, staring at the smaller wizard.
"But their magic works differently, remember?" Hermione asked with a glare.
"Oh. Right" the red haired boy replied.
Flitwick went through the wall first and the others reluctantly followed him. Harry was expecting more water, more mud, perhaps some snakes slithering here and there, and why not? Some disgusting mud dripping from the low ceiling.
And he was wrong. The ceiling was higher than expected, it was at about two and a half meters –compared to the two meters before, it was a blessing-. It was also dry. It was rather like a corridor in an old castle, it had stone for floor, walls and ceiling. It had torches that lit themselves there and on the floor there was a wonderfully done red carpet. Harry had to admit: it was stylish, in a dark and morbid sort of way. After a few steps, he saw that the carpet was self-cleaning.
They walked through the no-dripping mud, no-water, no-snake corridor for awhile before they reached a dead end. It was a heavy metal door that Flitwick soon discovered to be locked.
"Well, I don't know what we do now" he said slowly. "I think he might have the keys on the other side of the door and it's impossible to blast through it without him hearing, no matter how far away his quarters are."
Hermione raised her eyebrows hearing that and she took out her wand.
"You're joking, right?" she asked, disbelieving.
"No, I'm not" the wizard replied concernedly. "I forgot about this door and there really is no chance of getting the key... Oh, well, everybody stand back, I'll try to blast it"
"Alohomora" Hermione muttered towards the door that opened slightly under the power of the spell. "Really, now, there is a simpler way" she told Flitwick, who was gaping and not just slightly.
"Oh, dear..." he said slowly as Hermione went through the door.
When Harry went through the door, he could see they were in a weird, abnormally large room which had a lot of catwalks everywhere. It seemed to be full of metal stairs from one place to another and to Harry, it seemed like this huge Hall which was in the middle of the castle and which had the purpose of connecting every place with every place. It was a cubic room with the length, width and height of about fifty meters, he thought, but he wasn't sure since there were stairs and catwalks everywhere.
"Whoa" Jo said slowly. "Where to?"
"Basically, he can be anywhere" Flitwick replied with a nervous smile. "But his quarters are this way. Beware the snakes"
Harry nodded and they walked down after Flitwick who led them carefully towards the floor. Getting closer to the ground, Harry heard voices that he quickly recognized as snakes. They were talking among themselves, wondering when they'd get food.
When they were barely a meter over the ground, he started talking to the snakes and he quickly convinced them to let them pass.
"It's ok" he spoke to his companions. "They'll let us pass"
The others weren't quite as certain, but they nodded and went down the stairs, Harry leading them. The snakes slithered away, watching the humans make their way to the quarters of their master. One of them even guided them there at Harry's request.
And so, they made it to a large door that Harry opened. It led to a corridor, again with stone walls, where there were no more snakes. They went lower and lower through it, as the snake had told them they'd get to its master and they finally made it to a room where there was a shimmering cauldron and two Moon Balls were floating at five meters from one another, the cauldron between them.
"Deadly quiet, huh?" Ron asked slowly.
"Too quiet" Harry replied as they slowly went closer to the cauldron and the Moon Balls. "Accio Moon Ball!"
But neither of the two orbs did not budge.
"What..." Hermione said slowly towards Flitwick, but he caught the question before she even spoke it.
"Our moving and summoning powers are greater than yours... And he probably guarded those orbs against somebody moving them" the small wizard explained. "But perhaps I could..."
He made a movement with his arm and one of the Moon Balls moved slightly. Flitwick frowned and continued trying to pull it, sweating while doing so. He did that for about five minutes before the Ball was ten centimeters away.
"It's damned difficult..." Flitwick said slowly, wiping away the sweat from his forehead. "Maybe if we tried tog-"
"Or maybe you won't try it together" they all heard a voice from behind Flitwick. They raised their eyes –and in the smaller wizard's case, they turned- to see a tall, handsome, brown-eyed man walking towards them. "How nice to see you again, Filius"
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AN: Short, I know, but I'm already working on the next chapter. Hope you ejoyed this one... well, read and review!
Thanks to:
Chikin Wang: No, I don't play that game... And I heard about elementals around here, on Thanks loads for the review!
Tsuetsu: I'm glad you enjoy it! I'd prefer longer too, but unfortunately, they don't want to be longer. Thanks for the review!
Siriusforeva: Thank you!
Alcapacien: Thank you!