Chapter 6

"Do they ever give us food in this place?" asked Lily.

"I guess they should be giving food pretty soon." said Hermione. They both jerked their heads up to the sound of the jingling keys. This time though, Malfoy didn't open the door to their room. There was a sound of a metal door creaking open, the screeching of an old handle being turned, the click of the closed door, and the evil laughter of Lucius Malfoy ringing through the hall.

"What did he do?" asked Lily.

"I don't know." said Hermione looking around her worriedly. Just then, there was an awful sound of creaking, screeching, and water turning on. The little fountain in the middle of the room rose from the ground and water started spilling out of it.

"That's not good." said Lily.

"That's it!" said Hermione. "That's why they call it the Water Room! The water fills up the room and the people inside..." her smile faded. "...drown."

Harry sat at the foot of his bed, while Ron snored loudly. He knew he needed sleep, since he and Ron had to go save Hermione on one of their 'Secret Missions', but he wasn't feeling tired. For one thing, he had absolutely NO idea where the Riddle House was, and even if Hermione was there. Maybe it's Voldemort's plan he thought maybe it's a trap and he wants me to go there thinking I'm going to find Hermione and I will just get killed. But he knew he had to go there. It started to get dark outside.

"Ron, Ron." said Harry shaking him and whispering his name quietly. "Ron get up, we have to go now." Ron opened his eyes and quickly got up.

"Alright, let's go." They tip-toed downstairs and grabbed some spare brooms from the cupboard in the kitchen.

"Let's hope no one wakes up." said Ron quietly.

"SHH!" Harry warned. They creaked open the door and stepped outside into the cool night air.

"It's so cold!" said Ron rubbing his arms. "Let me go get a jacket."

"NO! Accio Jackets!" said Harry, just then, 2 red and blue jackets sped out of the slightly open door. "We'd better hurry, who knows what they knocked over on their way here." Ron nodded and they both kicked off their brooms. Harry felt a bit uncomfortable on the Cleansweep he was riding on, it was like a bunch of odd ends glued together compared to his Firebolt back at Hogwarts. He was about to complain when Ron said: "These are good brooms, don't you think? I'd swap 'em for mine anytime." so he decided it would be best if he kept his mouth shut.

"So, where are we going?" asked Ron.

"Er, I'm not so sure." said Harry truthfully.

"Well, you want to go back to Hogwarts for a start?"

"I guess that's the best plan we've got." said Harry as they sped away back to the magnificent castle.