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Chapter Nine
Harry tossed and turned in bed that night. He kept wondering what had made Voldermort so happy. Harry awoke, his scar still prickling slightly. This wasn't uncommon anymore, he barely even noticed it. It wasn't too early, the sun was almost up and Harry went down to the common room to continue his premonition log.
Harry picked up his bag from the corner in the common room and took out his log; he began writing things off the top of his head. The more deadly they were the more he knew Trelawney would like. Harry finished half of his log when he sat back and stared into the fire. He couldn't believe that only a year ago he had seen his godfathers face appear out of no where. There was no chance he would see that face appear now, as much as Harry wanted it to.
Harry slowly walked down to breakfast. He sat at the Gryffindor table and watched the ghosts as they floated happily by. Most of them were smiling and happily talking, Harry overheard the Hufflepuff ghost say that she couldn't wait for the feast tonight. 'Oh, yeah.' Harry remembered. 'Tonight's Halloween.' Harry began to eat as he stared up at the roof. It was a fairly nice day, not many clouds and not too cold. Harry had the whole day to catch up on his homework, he didn't want to spend this Saturday inside, he wanted to go out and see Hogsmeade or practice for Quidditch, but he knew he would have to finish all his work, he was barely keeping up.
Ron came down the stairs a while later. He and Harry decided that they would take a walk around the lake and then head to the library so they could finish there Potions essay. Ron ate very quickly and then they were off around the lake. They discussed Quidditch tactics and talked about anything they could come up with. After a few moments of silence Ron asked Harry:
"So what you thinks up with Liz?"
Harry put on a questioning look.
"During class yesterday, I mean, that was weird how she got the Dementors to just...leave"
"Well, didn't Hermione say that she's working with the Order? Maybe the Dementors have turned against the Ministry and they took orders from her because she's an undercover death eater."
"Makes sense." Ron said.
"Hey did Hermione ever tell you what she came up with for what happened on the train?" Ron asked.
"No, she never got the chance, did she tell you?"
"Nope."
"Maybe she'll tell us at the feast tonight. I can't wait, the Halloween feast is always the best!" Ron exclaimed.
Harry and Ron decided the better get to work so they went up to there common room and got there bags. They headed to the library where they began working on there Potions essay. Harry was looking up some potions that used Unicorn water when he spotted Cho Chang and a small group of friends walk into the library. Harry immediately looked down. He still liked Cho, at least a little bit. Harry continued to work, but ended up drawing attention to himself when Ron did an impersonation of Snape.
"If you will read the instructions on the board you will clearly see that only 3 drops on Unicorn water will be needed. If you choose to use anymore then the Restoring Potion will become useless. I would advise you all to use no more or less or you will regret it greatly."
Harry laughed, and Cho looked over at him. As soon as Harry noticed he stopped and put his head back down to his work. Harry continued to work until he dared a glance. Cho had stood up and was walking over to Harry. Harry put his head back down; he didn't know what he was going to say.
"Hi Harry" She said quietly.
"Er...Hi Cho"
"How was your summer?"
"Not bad." Harry hadn't looked up at Cho yet.
"Um..." Cho seemed to be looking for something to say. "Could I borrow this?"
She picked up a book that Harry had been reading from.
"Yeah, sure"
Cho took he book and went back to her friends. Harry noticed that she didn't read the book. All she did was sit there fiddling with the cover.
Harry and Ron finished there essay and went back to the common room to start practicing the Wartifus Charm for Charms class. It was a charm that would make water spurt out of your wand. They practiced for quite a while before they got crystal clear water to spurt out instead of purple goo.
After finally getting clear water out of their wands Ron and Harry sat down to relax for a few minutes before the feast that night. Harry went to his dorm and got out his firebolt, along with the Broomstick kit Hermione gave him. He clipped and polished his firebolt and when he was done it looked brand new once again. Ron had been reading a book on his favorite team, the Chudley Cannons. Harry sat and watched his firebolt hover for a few moments when the portrait opened and Hermione walked in. She was carrying at least a dozen books. Harry knew she must still be researching. Hermione put the books on the table and stood up again.
"Are you two coming or not?" She asked impatiently.
"Coming where?" Said Ron, not looking up.
"The feast! Obviously!"
"Yeah let's go." Said Harry standing up. He went and brought his things into his room and then came back downstairs, he couldn't wait for the feast.
The three of them walked out the portrait and started down to the Great Hall. When they got in plain view they saw the miraculous sight. The roof showed a beautiful sky with only few clouds and the stars shining brightly. Bats flew everywhere along with hovering pumpkins that glowed amazingly, giving the Hall and eerie yet nice glow of light. The hall was warm with all the candles and Jack-o-lanterns glowing brightly. And the feast was the most amazing sight yet.
There were piles and piles of delicious food. The house elves must have gone out of there way this year. There was the most amazing potatoes in all forms. There were at least four different types of meat and hundreds of salads and tarts. But the best part was, throughout the center of the tables all along there was candy. Every type Harry could have imagined. It was like walking into Honeydukes. Harry laughed to himself. He could just imagine the look of Dudley's piggy face if he saw what Harry saw now.
Harry wanted to stay and stare at the beautiful sight, but Ron had grabbed him and was pulling him to the tables. The three of them sat together and began eating the delicious feast. Ron had been stuffing his face with all the candy he could grab at. Harry decided that he would eat some potatoes and maybe some meat before he would eat candy until his stomach burst. Harry was about to start eating all the candy he could when Hermione stood up.
"I just realized something! I have to get to the library!" And she was off before either of them could say anything.
Harry had gone back to eating when Dean leaned over to him.
"Where do you suppose Liz is tonight?" He asked them.
Ron looked up from hi very full plate. He took a huge swallow and looked over at the teachers table. Dean was right, Liz was no where to be seen.
"No idea, maybe she's lesson planning and just, forgot its Halloween." Ron suggested. Then he went back to his plate.
Harry thought it was very strange that Liz would miss Halloween. But he also thought that maybe Voldermort had called her. 'But that doesn't make any sense.' He continued to think. 'Snape is still here.' Harry looked over at Ron and caught his eye. They both shared the same thoughts. Could Liz be in so deep with Voldermort that he would call on her alone and not any of the other Death Eaters? If she was in that deep, then maybe she wasn't working for the Order, maybe she was using the Order's plan against them. 'But Dumbledore trusts her.' Harry fought with himself. He didn't want to believe that Liz was working for Voldermort, not after the conversation they shared in her classroom. That reminded Harry, about Hermione's question before the year started. 'What situation would make her feel so strongly against Voldermort?'
Harry decided he needed to get his mind of this, so he went back to trying his best to enjoy this evening. He continued to eat and talked and laughed with Ron and some of his other friends. He was so happy that barely anyone still thought he was a total delinquent trying to get attention. It had been quite a while and Hermione still hadn't returned.
"Wherf's Hergmigne?" Ron asked, spitting food everywhere.
"No idea, she should be back by now." Haryr replied. He began to look around the Hall for signs of her. He couldn't see any sign that Hermione had even been in the Hall. It was to strange, Hermione wouldn't spend this long in the library, would she?
Harry continued to talk but kept an eye out for Hermione. After a while Harry decided that he was going to check on her. He said he was going to the bathroom but he decided he would check for Hermione in the library. Harry was walking down the Hall to the library when a voice called behind him.
"Harry!"
Harry turned. It was Cho.
"Uh...Hi Cho, what are you, er, doing here?"
"Well I saw you get up and I wanted to talk to you." She said politely.
"Talk about what?"
"Well, um, I wanted to ask if, if maybe," She looked down, when she brought her head up she was silently crying. Harry hated seeing her cry; he hoped she wasn't going to ask what he thought.
"Well I wanted to ask, if sniffle maybe you would, I mean if you had the time maybe, sob Maybe you could tell me about how...how...how it happened." She continued to sob quietly.
"Cho, are you sure you want to hear about that? Because, well its really hard to deal with, trust me."
"Please Harry," She begged. "I've had so many dreams, horrible dreams about it, and I just need to know, I really need to know, that maybe if he could have had the chance, maybe he could have..." She broke down into sobs.
"Cho......" Harry walked closer. As soon as he stopped Cho walked over to him and began to sob onto his shoulder. Harry started to pat her back, it was the only thing he could think to do.
"It's ok Cho, er..."
"Lord, I feel so...so stupid. You must think I'm crazy or something." She continued to sob.
"No, no, its ok... it's hard...I know it is."
"Cho?" Said a voice behind them.
It was Michael Corner, Cho's boyfriend.
"Cho... what are you doing? And with...with him?" He asked.
Cho pulled away from Harry and wiped her eyes.
"I needed an...well I had to ask him..." She stuttered.
"I thought you didn't like him anymore? At least that what you told me."
"Michael...you don't understand...he saw him die... and I just needed..."
"Need what? A little goodbye? Pssh, like I'll believe that... well if you want to go out with him do it! Don't waste my time. Bye." And he began walking off.
"Michael you don't understand!" She was sobbing and begging.
"And I don't think I wanted to." He replied before turning the corner and walking away.
Cho stood there, motionless; she had just lost something else. She broke down, crying loudly. Harry walked over to her once again, this time, he hugged her.
"Cho..." He said quietly. "It's ok, I'll talk to him it'll be ok."
"No, don't, he won't understand. He never does. I guess I'm just sob better off with out him."
"Look Cho, don't spend all this time crying ok? Because you're just making yourself even more miserable. We can talk about it some other time, but go back to the feast and have fun. Force yourself if you have to ok?" Harry insisted.
Cho looked up, she seemed a little happier. She managed a small smile, then nodded and left for the feast. Harry set off immediately for the library. When he got there, he made a very thorough search, but he couldn't find Hermione anywhere. Harry became worried and headed back to the feast, hopefully she would be there sitting and talking with Ron.
Unfortunately when Harry returned to the feast Hermione was not there. Ron was talking with Neville and looked up to Harry when he saw him. Harry shook his head. The smile on Ron's face vanished, where could Hermione be?
The feast was almost over, and people were getting restless with all the sugar intake. Many people were just about ready to head back to there dorms when the Great Hall doors opened. There was a brush of silence in the Hall as Liz walked in carrying someone. The person seemed to be unconscious and something terrible must have happened to them. Liz looked very worried and in panic. She called Dumbledore and Madame Pomfrey towards her. As they stood from the table, she walked closer; Harry got a look at who she was holding.
It was Hermione.
OoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOo yet another big (as my friend Luna Moonglade says) cliffy! What could have happened to Hermione you ask? Well you'll have to review and wait for my next chapter to find out! Remember with every review I am closer to updating! So my happy readers I hope you greatly enjoyed this chapter as well as I have hoped and will continue to hope you will love my chapters to come and chapters that have been! Ok I know I'm starting to sound really stupid so I'll rap this up! Thank you very much to the people who made updating chapter nine possible and thanks to everyone else! Ta ta!
Chapter Nine
Harry tossed and turned in bed that night. He kept wondering what had made Voldermort so happy. Harry awoke, his scar still prickling slightly. This wasn't uncommon anymore, he barely even noticed it. It wasn't too early, the sun was almost up and Harry went down to the common room to continue his premonition log.
Harry picked up his bag from the corner in the common room and took out his log; he began writing things off the top of his head. The more deadly they were the more he knew Trelawney would like. Harry finished half of his log when he sat back and stared into the fire. He couldn't believe that only a year ago he had seen his godfathers face appear out of no where. There was no chance he would see that face appear now, as much as Harry wanted it to.
Harry slowly walked down to breakfast. He sat at the Gryffindor table and watched the ghosts as they floated happily by. Most of them were smiling and happily talking, Harry overheard the Hufflepuff ghost say that she couldn't wait for the feast tonight. 'Oh, yeah.' Harry remembered. 'Tonight's Halloween.' Harry began to eat as he stared up at the roof. It was a fairly nice day, not many clouds and not too cold. Harry had the whole day to catch up on his homework, he didn't want to spend this Saturday inside, he wanted to go out and see Hogsmeade or practice for Quidditch, but he knew he would have to finish all his work, he was barely keeping up.
Ron came down the stairs a while later. He and Harry decided that they would take a walk around the lake and then head to the library so they could finish there Potions essay. Ron ate very quickly and then they were off around the lake. They discussed Quidditch tactics and talked about anything they could come up with. After a few moments of silence Ron asked Harry:
"So what you thinks up with Liz?"
Harry put on a questioning look.
"During class yesterday, I mean, that was weird how she got the Dementors to just...leave"
"Well, didn't Hermione say that she's working with the Order? Maybe the Dementors have turned against the Ministry and they took orders from her because she's an undercover death eater."
"Makes sense." Ron said.
"Hey did Hermione ever tell you what she came up with for what happened on the train?" Ron asked.
"No, she never got the chance, did she tell you?"
"Nope."
"Maybe she'll tell us at the feast tonight. I can't wait, the Halloween feast is always the best!" Ron exclaimed.
Harry and Ron decided the better get to work so they went up to there common room and got there bags. They headed to the library where they began working on there Potions essay. Harry was looking up some potions that used Unicorn water when he spotted Cho Chang and a small group of friends walk into the library. Harry immediately looked down. He still liked Cho, at least a little bit. Harry continued to work, but ended up drawing attention to himself when Ron did an impersonation of Snape.
"If you will read the instructions on the board you will clearly see that only 3 drops on Unicorn water will be needed. If you choose to use anymore then the Restoring Potion will become useless. I would advise you all to use no more or less or you will regret it greatly."
Harry laughed, and Cho looked over at him. As soon as Harry noticed he stopped and put his head back down to his work. Harry continued to work until he dared a glance. Cho had stood up and was walking over to Harry. Harry put his head back down; he didn't know what he was going to say.
"Hi Harry" She said quietly.
"Er...Hi Cho"
"How was your summer?"
"Not bad." Harry hadn't looked up at Cho yet.
"Um..." Cho seemed to be looking for something to say. "Could I borrow this?"
She picked up a book that Harry had been reading from.
"Yeah, sure"
Cho took he book and went back to her friends. Harry noticed that she didn't read the book. All she did was sit there fiddling with the cover.
Harry and Ron finished there essay and went back to the common room to start practicing the Wartifus Charm for Charms class. It was a charm that would make water spurt out of your wand. They practiced for quite a while before they got crystal clear water to spurt out instead of purple goo.
After finally getting clear water out of their wands Ron and Harry sat down to relax for a few minutes before the feast that night. Harry went to his dorm and got out his firebolt, along with the Broomstick kit Hermione gave him. He clipped and polished his firebolt and when he was done it looked brand new once again. Ron had been reading a book on his favorite team, the Chudley Cannons. Harry sat and watched his firebolt hover for a few moments when the portrait opened and Hermione walked in. She was carrying at least a dozen books. Harry knew she must still be researching. Hermione put the books on the table and stood up again.
"Are you two coming or not?" She asked impatiently.
"Coming where?" Said Ron, not looking up.
"The feast! Obviously!"
"Yeah let's go." Said Harry standing up. He went and brought his things into his room and then came back downstairs, he couldn't wait for the feast.
The three of them walked out the portrait and started down to the Great Hall. When they got in plain view they saw the miraculous sight. The roof showed a beautiful sky with only few clouds and the stars shining brightly. Bats flew everywhere along with hovering pumpkins that glowed amazingly, giving the Hall and eerie yet nice glow of light. The hall was warm with all the candles and Jack-o-lanterns glowing brightly. And the feast was the most amazing sight yet.
There were piles and piles of delicious food. The house elves must have gone out of there way this year. There was the most amazing potatoes in all forms. There were at least four different types of meat and hundreds of salads and tarts. But the best part was, throughout the center of the tables all along there was candy. Every type Harry could have imagined. It was like walking into Honeydukes. Harry laughed to himself. He could just imagine the look of Dudley's piggy face if he saw what Harry saw now.
Harry wanted to stay and stare at the beautiful sight, but Ron had grabbed him and was pulling him to the tables. The three of them sat together and began eating the delicious feast. Ron had been stuffing his face with all the candy he could grab at. Harry decided that he would eat some potatoes and maybe some meat before he would eat candy until his stomach burst. Harry was about to start eating all the candy he could when Hermione stood up.
"I just realized something! I have to get to the library!" And she was off before either of them could say anything.
Harry had gone back to eating when Dean leaned over to him.
"Where do you suppose Liz is tonight?" He asked them.
Ron looked up from hi very full plate. He took a huge swallow and looked over at the teachers table. Dean was right, Liz was no where to be seen.
"No idea, maybe she's lesson planning and just, forgot its Halloween." Ron suggested. Then he went back to his plate.
Harry thought it was very strange that Liz would miss Halloween. But he also thought that maybe Voldermort had called her. 'But that doesn't make any sense.' He continued to think. 'Snape is still here.' Harry looked over at Ron and caught his eye. They both shared the same thoughts. Could Liz be in so deep with Voldermort that he would call on her alone and not any of the other Death Eaters? If she was in that deep, then maybe she wasn't working for the Order, maybe she was using the Order's plan against them. 'But Dumbledore trusts her.' Harry fought with himself. He didn't want to believe that Liz was working for Voldermort, not after the conversation they shared in her classroom. That reminded Harry, about Hermione's question before the year started. 'What situation would make her feel so strongly against Voldermort?'
Harry decided he needed to get his mind of this, so he went back to trying his best to enjoy this evening. He continued to eat and talked and laughed with Ron and some of his other friends. He was so happy that barely anyone still thought he was a total delinquent trying to get attention. It had been quite a while and Hermione still hadn't returned.
"Wherf's Hergmigne?" Ron asked, spitting food everywhere.
"No idea, she should be back by now." Haryr replied. He began to look around the Hall for signs of her. He couldn't see any sign that Hermione had even been in the Hall. It was to strange, Hermione wouldn't spend this long in the library, would she?
Harry continued to talk but kept an eye out for Hermione. After a while Harry decided that he was going to check on her. He said he was going to the bathroom but he decided he would check for Hermione in the library. Harry was walking down the Hall to the library when a voice called behind him.
"Harry!"
Harry turned. It was Cho.
"Uh...Hi Cho, what are you, er, doing here?"
"Well I saw you get up and I wanted to talk to you." She said politely.
"Talk about what?"
"Well, um, I wanted to ask if, if maybe," She looked down, when she brought her head up she was silently crying. Harry hated seeing her cry; he hoped she wasn't going to ask what he thought.
"Well I wanted to ask, if sniffle maybe you would, I mean if you had the time maybe, sob Maybe you could tell me about how...how...how it happened." She continued to sob quietly.
"Cho, are you sure you want to hear about that? Because, well its really hard to deal with, trust me."
"Please Harry," She begged. "I've had so many dreams, horrible dreams about it, and I just need to know, I really need to know, that maybe if he could have had the chance, maybe he could have..." She broke down into sobs.
"Cho......" Harry walked closer. As soon as he stopped Cho walked over to him and began to sob onto his shoulder. Harry started to pat her back, it was the only thing he could think to do.
"It's ok Cho, er..."
"Lord, I feel so...so stupid. You must think I'm crazy or something." She continued to sob.
"No, no, its ok... it's hard...I know it is."
"Cho?" Said a voice behind them.
It was Michael Corner, Cho's boyfriend.
"Cho... what are you doing? And with...with him?" He asked.
Cho pulled away from Harry and wiped her eyes.
"I needed an...well I had to ask him..." She stuttered.
"I thought you didn't like him anymore? At least that what you told me."
"Michael...you don't understand...he saw him die... and I just needed..."
"Need what? A little goodbye? Pssh, like I'll believe that... well if you want to go out with him do it! Don't waste my time. Bye." And he began walking off.
"Michael you don't understand!" She was sobbing and begging.
"And I don't think I wanted to." He replied before turning the corner and walking away.
Cho stood there, motionless; she had just lost something else. She broke down, crying loudly. Harry walked over to her once again, this time, he hugged her.
"Cho..." He said quietly. "It's ok, I'll talk to him it'll be ok."
"No, don't, he won't understand. He never does. I guess I'm just sob better off with out him."
"Look Cho, don't spend all this time crying ok? Because you're just making yourself even more miserable. We can talk about it some other time, but go back to the feast and have fun. Force yourself if you have to ok?" Harry insisted.
Cho looked up, she seemed a little happier. She managed a small smile, then nodded and left for the feast. Harry set off immediately for the library. When he got there, he made a very thorough search, but he couldn't find Hermione anywhere. Harry became worried and headed back to the feast, hopefully she would be there sitting and talking with Ron.
Unfortunately when Harry returned to the feast Hermione was not there. Ron was talking with Neville and looked up to Harry when he saw him. Harry shook his head. The smile on Ron's face vanished, where could Hermione be?
The feast was almost over, and people were getting restless with all the sugar intake. Many people were just about ready to head back to there dorms when the Great Hall doors opened. There was a brush of silence in the Hall as Liz walked in carrying someone. The person seemed to be unconscious and something terrible must have happened to them. Liz looked very worried and in panic. She called Dumbledore and Madame Pomfrey towards her. As they stood from the table, she walked closer; Harry got a look at who she was holding.
It was Hermione.
OoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOo yet another big (as my friend Luna Moonglade says) cliffy! What could have happened to Hermione you ask? Well you'll have to review and wait for my next chapter to find out! Remember with every review I am closer to updating! So my happy readers I hope you greatly enjoyed this chapter as well as I have hoped and will continue to hope you will love my chapters to come and chapters that have been! Ok I know I'm starting to sound really stupid so I'll rap this up! Thank you very much to the people who made updating chapter nine possible and thanks to everyone else! Ta ta!