Stop the Drama
I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters. They all belong to the wonderful J.K. Rowling.
Chapter Ten
Harry hated those eyes. He hated the eyes of Lucius Malfoy. He could feel the evil going right through his body. He felt Hermione stiffen from his side.
"So Potter." Malfoy said. "Ready to join your beloved godfather? I guess you'll get to see him sooner then you thought."
Harry gripped his wand tighter, ready for whatever was going to happen.
Malfoy smirked and raised his wand. "Avada Kedavra!"
The flash of green light headed straight towards Harry and Hermione. Harry thought that this was the end and that it was all over.
It wasn't. The statue next to Harry and Hermione leaped in front of them. It blocked the spell and rebounded it back to the group of Death Eater's. It hit Lucius Malfoy straight in the heart. He was dead before he hit the ground.
Harry then heard a few spells he had not heard of and the other Death Eaters were all lying unconscious on the ground, ropes magically binding their arms and legs.
"Dumbledore." whispered Hermione's small voice from behind Harry. Harry looked around and saw the Hogwart's Headmaster emerge from the shadows. His eyes were still fiery and full of menace. Without looking at Harry and Hermione he told them to come back to his office.
Dumbledore sat at his desk looking grave and older then ever. His wrinkles were more conspicuous with the huge bags under his eyes.
"You two have been through a great deal tonight, but I still want to explain a few things." Dumbledore began.
"Excuse me Professor." Harry started to say.
Dumbledore held up a hand. "You need not say what you were going to because I already know what it is. I knew where you were because of this map that you happened to drop on your way out."
He threw the Marauder's Map on the desk, allowing Harry and Hermione to see that he really had it. "Does that answer your question Mr. Potter?"
"No." Harry said flatly. "I was wondering why Professor Snape had to take us into his office. We could have made it back to the common room before the Death Eaters showed up if he hadn't stop us."
Hermione made a small squeak as if to say that something like that shouldn't be said to Dumbledore.
"I can understand where you are coming from, Mr. Potter," said Dumbledore. "But Snape knew there was going to be an attack because of him spying on the Death Eaters. According to the Death Eater's original plan they were only supposed to stick around for a couple of minutes. They of course never stick to what they originally said, so and Professor Snape didn't know that they were still here. You cannot blame him for what happened. He was trying to save you."
Harry and Hermione gave themselves a little while to absorb all the information. Hermione was trying to speak but couldn't think of what to say. Finally just before Dumbledore dismissed them to bed Hermione whispered out a small thank you. Dumbledore just smiled, handed Harry back the map, and shooed them off to bed.
When Harry and Hermione got back to the portrait of the fat lady, she was sitting in her frame talking to one of the other witches.
"How come you are not afraid of what happened tonight?" Hermione asked wondering how she could be talking happily with her friend.
"What are you talking about dear?" said the fat lady. "Professor Snape found one of my long lost relatives on one of the castle walls so I was gone all night, visiting."
Hermione just stared at her so Harry decided to say the password. Ron was still awake when they came back into the common room. He had huge bags under his eyes and looked like he hadn't even blinked all night. When he heard them come in his eyes widened even more.
"Where have you two been?" Ron said in a loud whisper. "I almost came out to look for you. Did you get lost or something. Of course, that would be kind of impossible since you had a map. You could have told me that you weren't going to come ba-"
"RON!" Hermione interrupted paretically in tears because of the whole night. "Would you please be quiet."
Ron expression suddenly changed from angry to worried. "What happened?"
Harry and Hermione told him the whole story. By the time they had finished, Ron had sunk down into one of the squashy armchairs. He could barely speak.
"How do you think they got in?" Ron finally forced out.
"Dumbledore seems almost positive that Snape didn't have anything to do with it but I think that he was the mastermind behind the whole thing." Harry said, hating his potions teacher even more than before.
"Harry?!" Hermione exclaimed. "Listen to yourself. You honestly think that a Hogwart's Teacher would send a group of Death Eaters into the castle to harm us? I mean, come on, be reasonable."
When Harry didn't answer her, Hermione stormed off to her room without a word of goodnight. She threw herself on her bed without bothering to change. She was asleep before her head hit the pillow.
I think this is a good place to stop this chapter, so I am going to stop it here. Did that make sense? Nevermind. I am making no sense to myself either. Wait, what was I talking about? Oh yeah, REVIEW!!