Chapter 2: Easier said than done
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"Of course I'm sure about Mr Weasley" stated Dumbledore as he sat back in his chair
"How long would we have to go for?" asked Hermione Granger
"Just one week at the most" Dumbledore replied calmly
"Well I'll do it, if it helps the Order" Hermione said brightly. Ron stared at her. They had been best friends since their first year at Hogwarts and never once had he seen Hermione willingly not go to school, even when she was ill she still insisted that he bring her the homework that had been set.
"Well I'm very pleased to hear that Miss Granger, and Mr Weasley what about you?"
"Well I guess I could" answered Ron
"Oh wonderful, I'll tell the Order that you have agreed" Dumbledore said happily
"Well we better be going we have homework to do" Hermione said, as she got up
"Very well, come back here on Saturday morning please" said Dumbledore, as he stood up
"We will Professor, goodbye"
As soon as the door had shut Ron attacked Hermione;
"What did you agree to that for?"
"Because the Order obviously need our help Ron, the least we can do is offer it to them" Hermione said calmly
"Yes but........" Ron was cut short by Hermione
"Well if you didn't want to do it why did you agree?" she asked
"Because, I...I...I didn't want you to go alone" Ron answered
"Why, did you think that Harry would attack me if I told him by myself?"
"Well you never know, I mean he could be dangerous"
"Oh come of it Ron, all we're going to do is find Harry, gain his trust, and tell him that he's a wizard"
"Easier said than done" mumbled Ron
"What was that?" Hermione asked accusingly, as she spun around
"I said that it's easier said than done"
"What's that supposed to mean?" Hermione questioned, glaring at him
"Well think about it, if you had to live with people who you hated for 15 years and then out of the blue, some strangers come up to you and tell you that you're a wizard how would you feel?" Ron asked, glaring back at her
"Mad I guess" Hermione said quietly
"Exactly, that's why I didn't want you to go by yourself" Ron said softly
"Thanks" Hermione said shyly. They stood there for a few more moments in silence, then Ron said;
"Well we had better go back to the common room and get on with our homework" he said as he started walking up a staircase
"Yeah, we better go" Hermione said slowly, following Ron up the stairs. They walked the rest of the way in silence. They arrived at the portrait of the Fat Lady and Ron gave her the password (Devil's Snare) and the both walked into the Gryffindor common room. Ron went up to the boy's dormitories and lay down on his bed. He forgot all about doing his homework and just lay there for while thinking about Hermione.
'She seems so different lately, but I can't put my finger on it, and she's been nicer to me lately, minus the last 30 minutes' thought Ron
Soon his tiredness carried him off to sleep.
Harry was confused. He was in some unknown place, and he was all alone. He looked around and took in his surroundings. He was standing in the middle of a great hall that had banners coming down from the ceiling. Candles were floating above his head and the ceiling looked like the sky outside. Four long tables were standing opposite to each other.
"Hello" Harry shouted, hoping for an answer. No answer came, the hall stayed deadly silent. He began to walk towards the back of the hall were the doors were stood. When he reached them he tried to push them open but they were too heavy for him.
'Come on Harry, just put your mind to it" he told himself sternly
He pushed the door again but still nothing happened. He tried again and this time he concentrated solely on opening the door. To his surprise the door swung open. He mentally praised himself, the stepped out of the hall and into a grand foyer. It had a huge staircase leading up and there were several doors positioned on either side of the room, and to his left another set of heavy looking doors stood.
He contemplated with himself on where to go for a while, before setting off up the staircase. He reached the top of the stairs and went through the door on his right. He went through it and gasped. All around him were more staircases that looked never-ending. And to his utter confusion, he saw that some of them were moving.
He started up another staircase and turned a down into a corridor after a while. He was walking slowly so that he could take in everything he saw. There were portraits everywhere but the scary thing was, they were moving. Some were snoring and some had people walking through one frame and coming out into the picture on the other side.
He turned around a corner and stopped, in front of him stood a statue of something that Harry had heard the name of before but couldn't remember it. He walked up to it, but jumped back when it started revolving and revealed a hidden staircase. Harry nervously stepped onto one of the stairs and let it carry him up.
When it stopped he stepped off and quickly stopped and looked around him. There wasn't much there except a few more portraits and a door directly on front of him. He walked up to it and cautiously knocked hoping for an answer so that someone could tell him where he was. When no-one answered Harry timidly pushed the door and it swung open, he stepped into an office that had a large oval desk and even more portraits on the walls.
"Hello?" he asked, surveying the office with great interest. A noise behind him made him jump. He turned around and looked at the man standing in front of him. He had a long snowy white beard and hair the same length and colour. He was wearing a grey nightshirt with a purple dressing gown thrown over it. Harry reached out to touch him arm, and the old man looked at the spot where he was standing but didn't do anything, he just stood there like Harry wasn't there. Harry's hand was almost on the man's arm when.............
Harry sat upright in his bed.
'It was a dream' he told himself.
'It seemed so real, but it couldn't have been real, staircases don't move and neither do portraits' Harry thought to himself. He lay back down in his bed and curled up in a foetal position under the thin covers. He lay there for a while just thinking about his dream but soon darkness shrouded his vision as he fell into a deep slumber.
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