Harry Potter & the Mystery of Trust.
A/N: From now on, I will add my Ramblings on Harry Potter books, it will be controversial and mind boggling. All of the ramblings will be written at each of my stories. Now on to the story, in this chapter Hermione and Ron try to get close to Harry, what will happen, just read.
Harry Potter And The Mystery of Trust.
Chapter 3: How?!
The portrait hole slid open and in came a fuming scrawny person to the Gryffindor common room. Every Gryffindor present backed off from him, afraid of his ranting or receiving his wrath. This was worse than a girl having her time of the month. Sadly, this person was not a girl, even more, this person was well known. Only his friends were concerned in his frenziedly daily life.
"H-Harry," Ginny stammered, trying to get his attention. "W-What's wrong?" she too was afraid of getting yelled by him.
"Is it about what was said in the Daily Prophet today?" Terry inquired.
"Damn right it is!" Harry gave out his first shout, thankfully at the wall. He threw opened Daily Prophet on to the table, showing it to his friends.
POTTER MISCHIEF
Our lonely Boy Who Lived has been witnessed by certain people that he was fooling around in Hogwarts' restricted areas. He, and few others were plotting something mischievous to the school. Just few days ago, he had lost her girlfriend and now clearly, the effects have taken place on him.
Words has it that, he was stealing some of the most price treasures that belong to Hogwarts.
"Stealing! How could they say stealing?" yelled Draco incredulously.
Few students at Hogwarts saw him wandering around the grounds, searching for clues of sorts while seemingly pretending to do something else.
"Honestly, he has this hero syndrome in him that made him thirst for adventure," said his former girlfriend and bestfriend, Hermione Granger, Hogwarts' brightest witch.
"He couldn't help being famous and all, I mean he is lonely but we're his friends and all of a sudden, we're nothing to him," stated Ron Weasley, proud son of Minister of Magic, Arthur Weasley.
"Oh wait till I get my hands on Ron, he better be sorry to say such things," hissed Ginny, her face was red with rage, angry at how dense her brother was. "He's the one who didn't want to be friends with Harry, and now he says Harry is his friend."
"I don't want him to say sorry," Harry snarled, again, thankfully at the wall. His friends forgotten he was adorning his Quidditch gears.
"So... practice didn't go right, I presumed," Draco gulped after finishing his sentence.
Harry released a cool-down sigh, "Just a couple of spats with the captain."
"Oh no, Ron will surely punish you," Ginny shuddered a bit but then lit up suddenly, "On second thought, you're the best seeker in Gryffindor, no way he could lay a finger on you."
Her words made Harry a bit happy. "Thanks Ginny... where's Neville? He was supposed to be here first than me." Harry searched with his eyes, through the common room for the round face boy. "He must be helping Prof. Sprout after training," he said.
Then all of a sudden, Richard chuckled to himself, he was reading the paper alone, definitely reading the same page that Harry showed the others.
"What's so funny?"
"If you read about your ex's part, notice how the paper said 'former girlfriend and bestfriend'. You can see it two says, if you know what I mean," Rich explained, still chuckling.
"Yeah," Draco got it, and he too laughed and soon joined by the others and Harry too.
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"Are you sure this will work?" the red head boy asked.
"Of course it will. It's a first year work, Ron, it should be working quite alright," Hermione exclaimed.
"If you say so... tell me why are we doing this again?" Ron asked, seemingly lost in his mind.
"We're doing this because there something going here in Hogwarts and Harry, Richard, Malfoy, Neville and Terry are the only ones who knows it," she explained, Ron struggled to open his eyes, he had a rough day, started with Potions, ended with a quarrel with Harry about the news in the Daily Prophet.
"What better way to strike at the leaders," she said happily.
"And who's that?"
"Harry and Richard," she replied, Ron flinched at Richard's name.
Ron nodded in understanding, and then his face contorted into a vague, frowning face. "Do you think that article was a bit harsh to Harry?" he asked his girlfriend. Hermione faced him with a slightly taken aback look.
"We need to stop him somehow Ron. He will thank us one day, you'll see," she said with utmost indignant.
"I see," he said gloomily.
"It's a good thing, McGonagall let us off easily or else we're going to be the death of ourselves," she said, Ron wasn't listening though. "That reminds me, why is Richard so mad at you?"
"Oh," Ron suddenly woke up; Hermione rolled her eyes at him. He gave a nervous laughed. "That's something I have to sort out myself," he said and stood up. "I need some sleep, Harry really piss off at me," he said and kissed Hermione's cheeks and left. Hermione felt alone for some reason, guilt was evident on her face but her plan was in action now.
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"We now know where the animals are resting," said Rich firmly, looking eye to eye with the gleeful Harry.
"Finally, this would be the end," he let out a huge satisfying sigh. Dumbledore have given them another mission to find the animals and thus the stones were given back to them.
"And it's not that easy," said Rich and Harry groaned inwardly. Ginny then came to the table with two goblets of Butterbeer. "Thank you Ginny."
"Thanks,"
"Your welcome," she said and went off to talk to her friends.
"The eagle is obviously somewhere on top of a tower, the lion has to be in a cavern under this castle with the badger," Rich explained, being the smart one and fought Hermione for number one student was a challenge for him.
"Wow! There's a cavern under Hogwarts," said Harry astonished, taking a large gulp from the goblet.
"Yep," Rich picked his goblet and neared it to his mouth, but he stopped when his nose smelled something odd about the drink.
"What's wrong, is there something fishy about the drinks?" Harry asked anxiously, checking the goblet.
"Nah, it's nothing, c'mon let's drink, CHEERS," he said as their goblets met.
"CHEERS," Harry said, they gulped down the whole drink. Unknown to them, Hermione was silently watching them, whilst doing her work. She grinned slyly and proud that her plan was working. But unknown to her, Richard was keeping an eye on her while drinking.
"Neville!"
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"Good they're sleeping, now is my chance to see what they're doing," she said, as she crept softly and slowly to the table where Harry and Richard were discussing. Their heads were lying on the table with several parchments on it.
While walking towards them, Hermione accidentally kick a ball that her cat left. She squeaked softly, the ball hit the table. Thankfully, they slept soundly, nothing could wake them up.
She let out a sigh. "Lucky for me they're heavy sleepers, and they don't snore," she blushed, thinking of Harry. She shook her head vigorously, thrashing out thoughts of her former boyfriend. "What am I thinking?"
She continued making her way to the two sleeping boys. She saw a parchment with a lot of pictures and words; she wanted to pick it up. She reached put her hand slowly to one of the parchment but was halted when her hand was grabbed by Richard.
"You think I was easily fooled by a simple Sleeping Drought, Ms. Granger," he said and stood up his head and watched her intently with his piercing gaze.
Hermione was shocked to see him, not sleeping, fully awake, facing her. She fidgeted for a moment until he continued talking. "I didn't drink but I gave it to Neville to make you think that I drank, a simple Impertubable Charm would do for me," he explained, Hermione was still stunned.
"Why are you doing this?" he asked fiercely, his face flushed by irritation. He stood up.
"I-I-I," she couldn't answer the very presence of her and Richard was scaring her.
"What games are you playing at?" he snarled, his voice could awoke Harry but the potion was a bit too much. "You're hurting Harry, aren't you?"
"No, I'm not," finally she got out of her scared trance.
"Then what?"
"I-I don't know," she stammered again, the thoughts of dumping Harry came back to haunt her mind. She tried to fight them but failed, she scowled at Rich, thinking it was his fault. "What about you? Why are you on his side?"
"Me? It's you I'm questioning right now," he stated angrily.
"Why are you mad at Ron?" she asked darkly, thought it didn't have anything to do with it but she blurted the next question she had on her mind. Little did she know, it has to do a little bit with the scuffle that was going on between them.
"Do you want to know why?" Hermione nodded grimly, it wasn't her business to know Ron's privacy but she was keen as she always was. "Do you want to know the awful truth?" she nodded again.
"That boyfriend of yours intentionally killed my pet dog when I was five years old," Rich said aguishly, she gasped; disbelief was the first thing on her mind.
"You're lying," she spat.
"He did Hermione, he did it first thing without pity or compassion, he killed my beloved magically trained dog without consent of what he was doing," he said loudly, Rich's anger at Ron was taken out at Hermione.
"Maybe it was an accident,"
"IT WASN'T" Hermione jumped. "He set a trap and killed my dog."
There was awkward silence after that, Hermione wanted to say something but couldn't find the right words. Rich took this time, to gather the research he and his friends had done. Hermione finally found her words.
"It's been twelve years now, should you forgive Ron," she said with a compassionate tone. Her mind was still on Harry's recent endeavours.
"I never want to forgive him," he said. Hermione was trying to retort but Rich cut her off, "And don't think I'm stubborn because he was the one who didn't say sorry at all."
Hermione gasped again, shock news came to her yet again. She expected it from Harry but not from Ron. She was confused, why was this happening.
"You know I'm disappointed in you Hermione," said Rich scarchingly. Hermione snapped out of her confuse daze. "Last week was unforgiving in my eyes of what you did to Harry," he said scornfully, her face was flush with embarrassment. She didn't have to go another round of fault and guilt finding. Ginny and Neville was awful enough for her.
"He was going to find you and say sorry but you – YOU," his words became harsher and harsher; Hermione was scared for her life. "You dumped him and leave him be and nothing to say but don't-be-friends anymore, what the bloody hell are you thinking," he said.
Tears began to linger on her eyes.
"He was heartbroken, two friends walk out of him, people were around watching, you know what I saw that day," Hermione looked at Rich with her now teary eyes.
"I saw my dog getting killed yet again," that hit Hermione a lot.
"I didn't know,"
"Now you know, and that's why I sided with him, not because to get to you and Ron but to help Harry only," he said, now with calm tone of voice.
He picked Harry up by levitating him and brought him to the stairs of the boys' dorm. With one last look at Hermione, who was sobbing miserably, the same sight that happened to Harry when she dumped him.
"Saying you're one of Harry's friend is like a stabbed into his heart. You close the door to him and opened it back, but now he closed his doors on you two," with that Rich went upstairs with the sleeping form Harry.
Hermione cried alone that night; no one was there to be with her.
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The next two days was as good as it gets. With nothing on his path, Harry began embark on his journey to find the animals. The first, the eagle of Ravenclaw was inside the secret tower that kept most prize possessions of previous headmasters and headmistresses of Hogwarts.
Sadly, they found the animal but in a form of bones and bristles.
"Damn," Draco cursed and kicked the birds' giant nest made out of various twigs, and fabrics.
"Hey look at this," Terry called them, he knelt down on one spot of the nest. He saw a spot being pressed down by something heavy. "There was an egg here."
"You're right," said Harry firmly, he examined the spot and looked around but there was no egg to be discovered.
"There's nothing we can do now," said Draco, and they all agreed and went off into another night of a disappointed work, Potions homework that is.
That night was different than the other ones; Harry, Rich and Neville were disgruntled bunch from a detention with Snape, in the Potions classroom. Poor Neville cannot seem to do his own things as Snape kept his eyes on him.
They got out of the class, feeling relief and tired but as always, something wrong and odd would happened at the same floor where they were.
THUD, THUD, THUD.
"You hear that," Neville panicked, turning his head quite swiftly, searching for the source of the noise in the dungeons.
"Loud and clear," said Rich nonchalantly, he too was searching for the source of noise, along with Harry.
"It's coming from the over there," whispered Harry, pointing his finger at a corridor that looked dark, eerie and violent. They crept slowly towards the source, expecting something they never seen before to come out.
"Get your hands off, Neville," Rich hissed, shrugging off Neville's hand that was pressing his shoulder real tight. They reached the end of the corridor and poked their heads carefully to see the thing that made the noise.
"What the..."
What they saw was unexpected but not the thing they had on their mind. A knight in an armour suit or rather display suit, was talking in low whispers to someone who was hidden under a cloak.
"Isn't that Sir Cardogan," Neville whispered anxiously.
"Cardogan is stuck in a portrait Neville!" said Rich as a matter-of-factly. "Can you hear them, Harry?"
"No," he replied, "If only I had my invi...." Harry was pulled back by an invisible force.
"Harry!" Rich whispered lowly. Harry was pushed back to the wall, Rich and Neville rushed to his side. Harry rubbed his shoulder, where it hurt him the most. He groaned softly, not letting the mysterious men hearing him.
Then, Hermione pulled out of an invisible cloak, Harry's invisible cloak.
"Hermione!"
"I want to know everything now!" she whispered harshly. None of the three boys answered, they ignored her.
"Answer me!" she demanded but still nothing. She was frustrated so she drew out her wand. "I'll hex you three."
"Mind your own business, Bush girl!" Harry hissed.
"Berklava," she cast. A stream of grey light shot of her wand and jet straight towards Harry. Harry tried to react but failed and raised his hands to cover. Luckily, she inadvertently missed shot and hit the wall just close to his right shoulder.
Harry put down his hands and looked at the smoke coming out of the small hole that was created by the spell. He looked back disbelieving at Hermione, he thought he was going to spend a week with Madam Pomfrey. Rich and Neville lifted their hands in surrender.
"I know you hate me, Harry," she said, tears brimming form her eyes. "But I just want to know what's going on – I heard from those two guys about three large animals being kept at Hogwarts, what is going on around here," she said vaguely, her wand never left pointing at Harry.
'Thud' 'Thud'
"The knight is coming right this way," said Rich, noticing a shadow creeping from the end of the corridor. "Hurry get inside," he ordered, opening the door of the nearby classroom. Neville went in first with utter panic, followed by Harry who pulled Hermione with him and Rich slightly closed the door.
The shining armour of the knight glimmers as he walked gaily passed them. The four spied him through the door, trying to get a peek at the person's face but sadly, the knight's helmet was shut so nothing could be seen. They got out of the room as soon as the knight was gone.
"Phew that was close," said Neville, wiping the sweat off his forehead.
"Isn't that the knight we saw that day when we gave Dumbledore the Badger Stone?"
"Kind of looks familiar," said Harry coolly.
"Badger Stone? What is it? What does it do?" Hermione bombarded them with questions.
Harry merely shrugged her off, "That's for us only to know and for you to keep quiet." Hermione responded with a mad glare and irate eyes.
"I have enough of you, Harry, this thing, whatever you're doing with them-" looking at Rich and Neville, "must stop."
"And why is that?" Harry replied, more uncaring towards her.
Hermione couldn't stand this new Harry in front of her eyes, partly her fault for his change, but she just wanted to stop Harry for being 'him'. "You're doing the hero stuff again, someone is going to get hurt by the end of the day," she warned Harry as a matter-of-factly.
That brought the anger out of him. "I'm not being the hero here, you are, Hermione," he accused and she gaped.
"ME!!!! You're equalling myself to you, that's inconsiderate of you, Harry," Harry was about to retort but was shush by Rich.
"Knock it off you guys, no time for arguments," what Rich just said was true, as of right now, the two men were making their way out separately. "We need a plan right now, we're letting those two get away that easily," Rich said firmly, everyone nodded except Harry.
"Give me back my cloak, Hermione," he demanded. She just threw the cloak roughly at him. "Rich and I will follow the other man while you two chase the knight and call Dumbledore for help, don't let any teacher know about this," Harry laid out the plan.
Rich and Neville agreed to the plan but someone has to protest like any other of Harry's plan.
"No! I want to follow that grunt man," she said, she was referring to the man under the cloak.
"Go and follow Neville," Harry hissed frustratingly.
"NO!"
Rich already motioned Neville to go and went off the pudgy boy did.
"Look Hermione, Neville needs you more than us, please Hermione," Harry now pleaded, they have no time to waste. Hermione looked at his apologetic eyes and noticed something she awfully regret doing to him.
"Alright I'll go," she said hoarsely, hiding her new feeling, and started to walk off but not before saying some words of encouragement. "Just... be careful, Harry."
That took Harry quite taken aback; he didn't expect some caring words from her. He shook out of his daze and went with Rich to chase the mysterious man. He took a last glance at Hermione and left.
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"How the bloody hell did we get out of Hogwarts?" Harry yelled, coming out of his cloak, looking around the scenery unfolded before his very eyes.
They were in the dungeon a minute ago and then they were in the Forbidden Forest. Chasing the man was easy; knowing when this guy wanted to stop was the aching part.
"Now where did he go?" Rich whined, looking around the place of tall trees, and gloomy darkness on them.
"Looking for me," a voice from somewhere made them jumped.
They whipped around, wands ready but their worst has come. Eleven men with wands ready to attack him, they ready to curse the two.
Harry remembered Hermione in this situation. Be careful she said, well he didn't do what she told him.
Their eyes were on the man who they were chasing, Peter Pettigrew!
End of How?!
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- --- Now for my innocence ramblings:
Warning, my thoughts on Harry Potter will hurt you or not.
This is my first thought on HP first character... Draco Malfoy.
No matter how much people want this guy to be good, his bad ass attitude that made him what he is. So, the only way to show him his true nature is to be the bad jock. I mean, c'mon he sounds gay when he is good, that's why slashers like him good. I very much like him when he is a bad guy, nothing about him is out of character. He's dislike (not hatred) towards the trio is one of the recognize nature that is him. He will get into a very serious fight with one of the trio (My bet is Ron) and will be shameful in the eye of his father. I hate it when people make him better in Quidditch. True fact, he made people do his bidding. He is mister suck up to Snape. One thing I do now is he'll be in Hogwarts, he's the driving force behind the bad dudes that not even Voldermont or Snape can do. He delivers the hurt words that all baddies cannot do. He builds up the pressure to the climax of a plan. It will be stupid if Jo don't include him in the 6th year.
That's my rambling...... read my other fics for my ramblings because their in my other fics so look out for me.
A/N: From now on, I will add my Ramblings on Harry Potter books, it will be controversial and mind boggling. All of the ramblings will be written at each of my stories. Now on to the story, in this chapter Hermione and Ron try to get close to Harry, what will happen, just read.
Harry Potter And The Mystery of Trust.
Chapter 3: How?!
The portrait hole slid open and in came a fuming scrawny person to the Gryffindor common room. Every Gryffindor present backed off from him, afraid of his ranting or receiving his wrath. This was worse than a girl having her time of the month. Sadly, this person was not a girl, even more, this person was well known. Only his friends were concerned in his frenziedly daily life.
"H-Harry," Ginny stammered, trying to get his attention. "W-What's wrong?" she too was afraid of getting yelled by him.
"Is it about what was said in the Daily Prophet today?" Terry inquired.
"Damn right it is!" Harry gave out his first shout, thankfully at the wall. He threw opened Daily Prophet on to the table, showing it to his friends.
POTTER MISCHIEF
Our lonely Boy Who Lived has been witnessed by certain people that he was fooling around in Hogwarts' restricted areas. He, and few others were plotting something mischievous to the school. Just few days ago, he had lost her girlfriend and now clearly, the effects have taken place on him.
Words has it that, he was stealing some of the most price treasures that belong to Hogwarts.
"Stealing! How could they say stealing?" yelled Draco incredulously.
Few students at Hogwarts saw him wandering around the grounds, searching for clues of sorts while seemingly pretending to do something else.
"Honestly, he has this hero syndrome in him that made him thirst for adventure," said his former girlfriend and bestfriend, Hermione Granger, Hogwarts' brightest witch.
"He couldn't help being famous and all, I mean he is lonely but we're his friends and all of a sudden, we're nothing to him," stated Ron Weasley, proud son of Minister of Magic, Arthur Weasley.
"Oh wait till I get my hands on Ron, he better be sorry to say such things," hissed Ginny, her face was red with rage, angry at how dense her brother was. "He's the one who didn't want to be friends with Harry, and now he says Harry is his friend."
"I don't want him to say sorry," Harry snarled, again, thankfully at the wall. His friends forgotten he was adorning his Quidditch gears.
"So... practice didn't go right, I presumed," Draco gulped after finishing his sentence.
Harry released a cool-down sigh, "Just a couple of spats with the captain."
"Oh no, Ron will surely punish you," Ginny shuddered a bit but then lit up suddenly, "On second thought, you're the best seeker in Gryffindor, no way he could lay a finger on you."
Her words made Harry a bit happy. "Thanks Ginny... where's Neville? He was supposed to be here first than me." Harry searched with his eyes, through the common room for the round face boy. "He must be helping Prof. Sprout after training," he said.
Then all of a sudden, Richard chuckled to himself, he was reading the paper alone, definitely reading the same page that Harry showed the others.
"What's so funny?"
"If you read about your ex's part, notice how the paper said 'former girlfriend and bestfriend'. You can see it two says, if you know what I mean," Rich explained, still chuckling.
"Yeah," Draco got it, and he too laughed and soon joined by the others and Harry too.
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"Are you sure this will work?" the red head boy asked.
"Of course it will. It's a first year work, Ron, it should be working quite alright," Hermione exclaimed.
"If you say so... tell me why are we doing this again?" Ron asked, seemingly lost in his mind.
"We're doing this because there something going here in Hogwarts and Harry, Richard, Malfoy, Neville and Terry are the only ones who knows it," she explained, Ron struggled to open his eyes, he had a rough day, started with Potions, ended with a quarrel with Harry about the news in the Daily Prophet.
"What better way to strike at the leaders," she said happily.
"And who's that?"
"Harry and Richard," she replied, Ron flinched at Richard's name.
Ron nodded in understanding, and then his face contorted into a vague, frowning face. "Do you think that article was a bit harsh to Harry?" he asked his girlfriend. Hermione faced him with a slightly taken aback look.
"We need to stop him somehow Ron. He will thank us one day, you'll see," she said with utmost indignant.
"I see," he said gloomily.
"It's a good thing, McGonagall let us off easily or else we're going to be the death of ourselves," she said, Ron wasn't listening though. "That reminds me, why is Richard so mad at you?"
"Oh," Ron suddenly woke up; Hermione rolled her eyes at him. He gave a nervous laughed. "That's something I have to sort out myself," he said and stood up. "I need some sleep, Harry really piss off at me," he said and kissed Hermione's cheeks and left. Hermione felt alone for some reason, guilt was evident on her face but her plan was in action now.
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"We now know where the animals are resting," said Rich firmly, looking eye to eye with the gleeful Harry.
"Finally, this would be the end," he let out a huge satisfying sigh. Dumbledore have given them another mission to find the animals and thus the stones were given back to them.
"And it's not that easy," said Rich and Harry groaned inwardly. Ginny then came to the table with two goblets of Butterbeer. "Thank you Ginny."
"Thanks,"
"Your welcome," she said and went off to talk to her friends.
"The eagle is obviously somewhere on top of a tower, the lion has to be in a cavern under this castle with the badger," Rich explained, being the smart one and fought Hermione for number one student was a challenge for him.
"Wow! There's a cavern under Hogwarts," said Harry astonished, taking a large gulp from the goblet.
"Yep," Rich picked his goblet and neared it to his mouth, but he stopped when his nose smelled something odd about the drink.
"What's wrong, is there something fishy about the drinks?" Harry asked anxiously, checking the goblet.
"Nah, it's nothing, c'mon let's drink, CHEERS," he said as their goblets met.
"CHEERS," Harry said, they gulped down the whole drink. Unknown to them, Hermione was silently watching them, whilst doing her work. She grinned slyly and proud that her plan was working. But unknown to her, Richard was keeping an eye on her while drinking.
"Neville!"
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"Good they're sleeping, now is my chance to see what they're doing," she said, as she crept softly and slowly to the table where Harry and Richard were discussing. Their heads were lying on the table with several parchments on it.
While walking towards them, Hermione accidentally kick a ball that her cat left. She squeaked softly, the ball hit the table. Thankfully, they slept soundly, nothing could wake them up.
She let out a sigh. "Lucky for me they're heavy sleepers, and they don't snore," she blushed, thinking of Harry. She shook her head vigorously, thrashing out thoughts of her former boyfriend. "What am I thinking?"
She continued making her way to the two sleeping boys. She saw a parchment with a lot of pictures and words; she wanted to pick it up. She reached put her hand slowly to one of the parchment but was halted when her hand was grabbed by Richard.
"You think I was easily fooled by a simple Sleeping Drought, Ms. Granger," he said and stood up his head and watched her intently with his piercing gaze.
Hermione was shocked to see him, not sleeping, fully awake, facing her. She fidgeted for a moment until he continued talking. "I didn't drink but I gave it to Neville to make you think that I drank, a simple Impertubable Charm would do for me," he explained, Hermione was still stunned.
"Why are you doing this?" he asked fiercely, his face flushed by irritation. He stood up.
"I-I-I," she couldn't answer the very presence of her and Richard was scaring her.
"What games are you playing at?" he snarled, his voice could awoke Harry but the potion was a bit too much. "You're hurting Harry, aren't you?"
"No, I'm not," finally she got out of her scared trance.
"Then what?"
"I-I don't know," she stammered again, the thoughts of dumping Harry came back to haunt her mind. She tried to fight them but failed, she scowled at Rich, thinking it was his fault. "What about you? Why are you on his side?"
"Me? It's you I'm questioning right now," he stated angrily.
"Why are you mad at Ron?" she asked darkly, thought it didn't have anything to do with it but she blurted the next question she had on her mind. Little did she know, it has to do a little bit with the scuffle that was going on between them.
"Do you want to know why?" Hermione nodded grimly, it wasn't her business to know Ron's privacy but she was keen as she always was. "Do you want to know the awful truth?" she nodded again.
"That boyfriend of yours intentionally killed my pet dog when I was five years old," Rich said aguishly, she gasped; disbelief was the first thing on her mind.
"You're lying," she spat.
"He did Hermione, he did it first thing without pity or compassion, he killed my beloved magically trained dog without consent of what he was doing," he said loudly, Rich's anger at Ron was taken out at Hermione.
"Maybe it was an accident,"
"IT WASN'T" Hermione jumped. "He set a trap and killed my dog."
There was awkward silence after that, Hermione wanted to say something but couldn't find the right words. Rich took this time, to gather the research he and his friends had done. Hermione finally found her words.
"It's been twelve years now, should you forgive Ron," she said with a compassionate tone. Her mind was still on Harry's recent endeavours.
"I never want to forgive him," he said. Hermione was trying to retort but Rich cut her off, "And don't think I'm stubborn because he was the one who didn't say sorry at all."
Hermione gasped again, shock news came to her yet again. She expected it from Harry but not from Ron. She was confused, why was this happening.
"You know I'm disappointed in you Hermione," said Rich scarchingly. Hermione snapped out of her confuse daze. "Last week was unforgiving in my eyes of what you did to Harry," he said scornfully, her face was flush with embarrassment. She didn't have to go another round of fault and guilt finding. Ginny and Neville was awful enough for her.
"He was going to find you and say sorry but you – YOU," his words became harsher and harsher; Hermione was scared for her life. "You dumped him and leave him be and nothing to say but don't-be-friends anymore, what the bloody hell are you thinking," he said.
Tears began to linger on her eyes.
"He was heartbroken, two friends walk out of him, people were around watching, you know what I saw that day," Hermione looked at Rich with her now teary eyes.
"I saw my dog getting killed yet again," that hit Hermione a lot.
"I didn't know,"
"Now you know, and that's why I sided with him, not because to get to you and Ron but to help Harry only," he said, now with calm tone of voice.
He picked Harry up by levitating him and brought him to the stairs of the boys' dorm. With one last look at Hermione, who was sobbing miserably, the same sight that happened to Harry when she dumped him.
"Saying you're one of Harry's friend is like a stabbed into his heart. You close the door to him and opened it back, but now he closed his doors on you two," with that Rich went upstairs with the sleeping form Harry.
Hermione cried alone that night; no one was there to be with her.
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The next two days was as good as it gets. With nothing on his path, Harry began embark on his journey to find the animals. The first, the eagle of Ravenclaw was inside the secret tower that kept most prize possessions of previous headmasters and headmistresses of Hogwarts.
Sadly, they found the animal but in a form of bones and bristles.
"Damn," Draco cursed and kicked the birds' giant nest made out of various twigs, and fabrics.
"Hey look at this," Terry called them, he knelt down on one spot of the nest. He saw a spot being pressed down by something heavy. "There was an egg here."
"You're right," said Harry firmly, he examined the spot and looked around but there was no egg to be discovered.
"There's nothing we can do now," said Draco, and they all agreed and went off into another night of a disappointed work, Potions homework that is.
That night was different than the other ones; Harry, Rich and Neville were disgruntled bunch from a detention with Snape, in the Potions classroom. Poor Neville cannot seem to do his own things as Snape kept his eyes on him.
They got out of the class, feeling relief and tired but as always, something wrong and odd would happened at the same floor where they were.
THUD, THUD, THUD.
"You hear that," Neville panicked, turning his head quite swiftly, searching for the source of the noise in the dungeons.
"Loud and clear," said Rich nonchalantly, he too was searching for the source of noise, along with Harry.
"It's coming from the over there," whispered Harry, pointing his finger at a corridor that looked dark, eerie and violent. They crept slowly towards the source, expecting something they never seen before to come out.
"Get your hands off, Neville," Rich hissed, shrugging off Neville's hand that was pressing his shoulder real tight. They reached the end of the corridor and poked their heads carefully to see the thing that made the noise.
"What the..."
What they saw was unexpected but not the thing they had on their mind. A knight in an armour suit or rather display suit, was talking in low whispers to someone who was hidden under a cloak.
"Isn't that Sir Cardogan," Neville whispered anxiously.
"Cardogan is stuck in a portrait Neville!" said Rich as a matter-of-factly. "Can you hear them, Harry?"
"No," he replied, "If only I had my invi...." Harry was pulled back by an invisible force.
"Harry!" Rich whispered lowly. Harry was pushed back to the wall, Rich and Neville rushed to his side. Harry rubbed his shoulder, where it hurt him the most. He groaned softly, not letting the mysterious men hearing him.
Then, Hermione pulled out of an invisible cloak, Harry's invisible cloak.
"Hermione!"
"I want to know everything now!" she whispered harshly. None of the three boys answered, they ignored her.
"Answer me!" she demanded but still nothing. She was frustrated so she drew out her wand. "I'll hex you three."
"Mind your own business, Bush girl!" Harry hissed.
"Berklava," she cast. A stream of grey light shot of her wand and jet straight towards Harry. Harry tried to react but failed and raised his hands to cover. Luckily, she inadvertently missed shot and hit the wall just close to his right shoulder.
Harry put down his hands and looked at the smoke coming out of the small hole that was created by the spell. He looked back disbelieving at Hermione, he thought he was going to spend a week with Madam Pomfrey. Rich and Neville lifted their hands in surrender.
"I know you hate me, Harry," she said, tears brimming form her eyes. "But I just want to know what's going on – I heard from those two guys about three large animals being kept at Hogwarts, what is going on around here," she said vaguely, her wand never left pointing at Harry.
'Thud' 'Thud'
"The knight is coming right this way," said Rich, noticing a shadow creeping from the end of the corridor. "Hurry get inside," he ordered, opening the door of the nearby classroom. Neville went in first with utter panic, followed by Harry who pulled Hermione with him and Rich slightly closed the door.
The shining armour of the knight glimmers as he walked gaily passed them. The four spied him through the door, trying to get a peek at the person's face but sadly, the knight's helmet was shut so nothing could be seen. They got out of the room as soon as the knight was gone.
"Phew that was close," said Neville, wiping the sweat off his forehead.
"Isn't that the knight we saw that day when we gave Dumbledore the Badger Stone?"
"Kind of looks familiar," said Harry coolly.
"Badger Stone? What is it? What does it do?" Hermione bombarded them with questions.
Harry merely shrugged her off, "That's for us only to know and for you to keep quiet." Hermione responded with a mad glare and irate eyes.
"I have enough of you, Harry, this thing, whatever you're doing with them-" looking at Rich and Neville, "must stop."
"And why is that?" Harry replied, more uncaring towards her.
Hermione couldn't stand this new Harry in front of her eyes, partly her fault for his change, but she just wanted to stop Harry for being 'him'. "You're doing the hero stuff again, someone is going to get hurt by the end of the day," she warned Harry as a matter-of-factly.
That brought the anger out of him. "I'm not being the hero here, you are, Hermione," he accused and she gaped.
"ME!!!! You're equalling myself to you, that's inconsiderate of you, Harry," Harry was about to retort but was shush by Rich.
"Knock it off you guys, no time for arguments," what Rich just said was true, as of right now, the two men were making their way out separately. "We need a plan right now, we're letting those two get away that easily," Rich said firmly, everyone nodded except Harry.
"Give me back my cloak, Hermione," he demanded. She just threw the cloak roughly at him. "Rich and I will follow the other man while you two chase the knight and call Dumbledore for help, don't let any teacher know about this," Harry laid out the plan.
Rich and Neville agreed to the plan but someone has to protest like any other of Harry's plan.
"No! I want to follow that grunt man," she said, she was referring to the man under the cloak.
"Go and follow Neville," Harry hissed frustratingly.
"NO!"
Rich already motioned Neville to go and went off the pudgy boy did.
"Look Hermione, Neville needs you more than us, please Hermione," Harry now pleaded, they have no time to waste. Hermione looked at his apologetic eyes and noticed something she awfully regret doing to him.
"Alright I'll go," she said hoarsely, hiding her new feeling, and started to walk off but not before saying some words of encouragement. "Just... be careful, Harry."
That took Harry quite taken aback; he didn't expect some caring words from her. He shook out of his daze and went with Rich to chase the mysterious man. He took a last glance at Hermione and left.
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"How the bloody hell did we get out of Hogwarts?" Harry yelled, coming out of his cloak, looking around the scenery unfolded before his very eyes.
They were in the dungeon a minute ago and then they were in the Forbidden Forest. Chasing the man was easy; knowing when this guy wanted to stop was the aching part.
"Now where did he go?" Rich whined, looking around the place of tall trees, and gloomy darkness on them.
"Looking for me," a voice from somewhere made them jumped.
They whipped around, wands ready but their worst has come. Eleven men with wands ready to attack him, they ready to curse the two.
Harry remembered Hermione in this situation. Be careful she said, well he didn't do what she told him.
Their eyes were on the man who they were chasing, Peter Pettigrew!
End of How?!
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- --- Now for my innocence ramblings:
Warning, my thoughts on Harry Potter will hurt you or not.
This is my first thought on HP first character... Draco Malfoy.
No matter how much people want this guy to be good, his bad ass attitude that made him what he is. So, the only way to show him his true nature is to be the bad jock. I mean, c'mon he sounds gay when he is good, that's why slashers like him good. I very much like him when he is a bad guy, nothing about him is out of character. He's dislike (not hatred) towards the trio is one of the recognize nature that is him. He will get into a very serious fight with one of the trio (My bet is Ron) and will be shameful in the eye of his father. I hate it when people make him better in Quidditch. True fact, he made people do his bidding. He is mister suck up to Snape. One thing I do now is he'll be in Hogwarts, he's the driving force behind the bad dudes that not even Voldermont or Snape can do. He delivers the hurt words that all baddies cannot do. He builds up the pressure to the climax of a plan. It will be stupid if Jo don't include him in the 6th year.
That's my rambling...... read my other fics for my ramblings because their in my other fics so look out for me.