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Disclaimer: Ok, so I'm not J. K. AND NEITHER ARE YOU!!! So stop rubbing it in my face!
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Monday dawned bright and early, and Hogwarts was still abuzz with the last Death Eater attack, the latest occurring somewhere in London, on a muggle couple. Several attacks had occurred for about a year now, but Harry couldn't understand why this specific attack attracted so much attention. After all, it had appeared on the front cover of the Daily Prophet. Most attacks on muggles appeared as fillers for the rest of the paper, allowing real headliners to grace it's cover, like:
'YOU-KNOW-WHO ATTACKS!!!
Beauxbatons Latest Hit'
Or
'UWN MEETING HIT'
(United Wizarding Nations)
It seemed odd to Harry that an attack on a pair of muggles would make such big news, considering it wasn't a very detailed story. No information was given in regard to the exact location the attack occurred, the muggles' names, or the reason they were attacked. The article did mention, however, that they were the parents of a student attending Hogwarts.
Pausing in confusion, Harry turned and looked toward his girlfriend, Ginny, who was talking about attack on the muggles, with a friend.
"She'd be the obvious person don't you think?" Ginny's friend, Eliza Welsher, said.
"Hermione?" questioned Ginny, mulling the comment over.
Harry jumped into the conversation, upon hearing Hermione's name. "You think Hermione's the student? Why?" he said. True, he had thought about it being her, but had never really thought it with conviction, but nevertheless, he wanted to know Eliza's reasons, just to see if they matched his.
"Um, well," said Eliza taken aback by his abruptness. "All the information fits, doesn't it? I mean, Hermione is a Muggle-born. The muggles are the parent of someone who goes here, and Hermione does. Hermione's been gone for days, and nobody knows where she went. Who knows, she could have been at the funeral or something. And, if the muggles were her parents, then they were obviously attacked for information about you. And since Hermione is one of your best friends, it'd make sense that her parents might have information on you."
Harry was shocked into silence by Eliza's thought process, even thinking that it might have matched Hermione's.
"Yeah...yeah," said Harry. "I s'pose that makes sense."
Ginny jumped in, "It does, but that doesn't mean that it's her. No information was given and all that we've said about Hermione is speculation."
At this, Harry went back to his musings. Eliza's reasoning did make sense. Hermione was his friend, therefore knowing a lot about him, Voldemort got information about people through friends and family, the muggles were the parents of someone at Hogwarts, one muggle had died and just had a funeral, and Hermione had been gone for days, along with Ron. 'Could it be, that the parents were Hermione's, and Voldemort wanted information from them, and that Hermione and Ron have both been gone to go to the funeral?' Harry thought. 'Nah, couldn't be her. They'd have hand me come along if it were her.' his mind said, trying to convince him otherwise. 'Ahh...but you've ignored them for quite some time now. Maybe they didn't want you to come.' Said another nasty voice.
Shaking his head, ridding himself of the unwanted thought, Harry moved on to pleasanter ones. He had made plans to meet Ginny a little later that very evening. 'Boy would Ron be pissed if he knew we'd done it more than just the one time he caught us in the Astronomy tower. God I hope he doesn't find out.'
When Harry came to, he realized everyone was clearing out for their first class of the day. A sudden feeling of dread ran through him, Double Potions was his first class. He didn't want to be late.
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The very second Harry entered potions class, Snape came flying through the door.
"Well Potter?" Snape said menacingly.
Harry sat quickly, knowing exactly what Snape meant by those two words: sit or face my wrath.
Turning his attention away from Harry, Snape waved his wand at the board and a set of instructions appeared on the board. "You may begin." He said, and with a swish of his cloak, began circling the classroom.
About 45 minutes passed and Harry was starting to worry about Ron and Hermione. 'They couldn't still be gone. Could they? It's already been a week.' Harry thought as he looked around the classroom, hoping he had just overlooked them, but they were nowhere to be found.
"Your potion should be an acid red and quietly humming by now." Snape called.
Harry looked down at his potion, mildly surprised to see it acid red, but disturbed by the high-pitched whistling coming from it. Then, just as Snape was about to sneer a vile comment about Harry's potion, the dungeon door flew open, revealing two very disheveled characters.
Ron and Hermione were looking into the class, a mix of embarrassment and fear playing across their faces, as they panted for air.
Snape looked at them, surprised by their sudden entrance, but regained his composure quickly. However, before he could utter a word, both Hermione and Ron made a bee line to their seats beside Harry, and started their potions without so much as a word.
A twitch started forming on the corner of Snape's mouth as he stared at the two of them, his eyes daring one of them to look up. But neither did. Fury was slowly growing in his eyes and Harry was worried for the safety of his two friends.
"Well," Snape said dangerously slow. "Finally decided to grace us with your presence?"
Hermione and Ron both blushed, but continued with their potions.
"Weasley, Granger." He said, looking at the two of them. When they looked up, Hermione's face was fearful but focused and Ron let out an audible gulp, his face closely resembling Hermione's. "Gather your ingredients and cauldrons and take them to the front of the class. Now!" He barked when they didn't start immediately.
Jumping up, Ron and Hermione rushed to get their things and made their way to the front of the class. Nobody made a sound, waiting to see what Snape would do next.
"Granger, you and Weasley are to finish your potions there." Snape said, and then turned on the attention silent, unmoving class. "What's this? I don't recall giving instructions to stop. Begin now!" He yelled at the awestruck class. No one had ever seen Snape let two Gryffindors off with such a minor penalty for being late.
As the class hurried back into action, Snape went to the front of the class and began to deal out Hermione and Ron's detentions and a command to stay after class.
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The bell for the end of Potions finally rang; the class turned in samples of their potions, and left quickly, leaving Ron and Hermione horribly alone with Snape.
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AN: You like? Yes. No. Please review and let me know.
And I know that this chapter didn't deal a lot with Ron and Hermione, but I have my reasons.
Oh, and I'm going away for a bit, so I won't be updating for a little over a week, maybe.
aPPle-FrrEAk – no, this isn't going to turn into a 'borderline-ewwie' story. I may however write a lone chapter in the R rated ones if enough people request a chapter like that.
Jennifer01 – thanks for offering to be my Beta but I have a friend who asked to do it for me, so I'm going to hand it over to her and see if it works out a little better. Let me know if it doesn't!
Disclaimer: Ok, so I'm not J. K. AND NEITHER ARE YOU!!! So stop rubbing it in my face!
)))))(((((
Monday dawned bright and early, and Hogwarts was still abuzz with the last Death Eater attack, the latest occurring somewhere in London, on a muggle couple. Several attacks had occurred for about a year now, but Harry couldn't understand why this specific attack attracted so much attention. After all, it had appeared on the front cover of the Daily Prophet. Most attacks on muggles appeared as fillers for the rest of the paper, allowing real headliners to grace it's cover, like:
'YOU-KNOW-WHO ATTACKS!!!
Beauxbatons Latest Hit'
Or
'UWN MEETING HIT'
(United Wizarding Nations)
It seemed odd to Harry that an attack on a pair of muggles would make such big news, considering it wasn't a very detailed story. No information was given in regard to the exact location the attack occurred, the muggles' names, or the reason they were attacked. The article did mention, however, that they were the parents of a student attending Hogwarts.
Pausing in confusion, Harry turned and looked toward his girlfriend, Ginny, who was talking about attack on the muggles, with a friend.
"She'd be the obvious person don't you think?" Ginny's friend, Eliza Welsher, said.
"Hermione?" questioned Ginny, mulling the comment over.
Harry jumped into the conversation, upon hearing Hermione's name. "You think Hermione's the student? Why?" he said. True, he had thought about it being her, but had never really thought it with conviction, but nevertheless, he wanted to know Eliza's reasons, just to see if they matched his.
"Um, well," said Eliza taken aback by his abruptness. "All the information fits, doesn't it? I mean, Hermione is a Muggle-born. The muggles are the parent of someone who goes here, and Hermione does. Hermione's been gone for days, and nobody knows where she went. Who knows, she could have been at the funeral or something. And, if the muggles were her parents, then they were obviously attacked for information about you. And since Hermione is one of your best friends, it'd make sense that her parents might have information on you."
Harry was shocked into silence by Eliza's thought process, even thinking that it might have matched Hermione's.
"Yeah...yeah," said Harry. "I s'pose that makes sense."
Ginny jumped in, "It does, but that doesn't mean that it's her. No information was given and all that we've said about Hermione is speculation."
At this, Harry went back to his musings. Eliza's reasoning did make sense. Hermione was his friend, therefore knowing a lot about him, Voldemort got information about people through friends and family, the muggles were the parents of someone at Hogwarts, one muggle had died and just had a funeral, and Hermione had been gone for days, along with Ron. 'Could it be, that the parents were Hermione's, and Voldemort wanted information from them, and that Hermione and Ron have both been gone to go to the funeral?' Harry thought. 'Nah, couldn't be her. They'd have hand me come along if it were her.' his mind said, trying to convince him otherwise. 'Ahh...but you've ignored them for quite some time now. Maybe they didn't want you to come.' Said another nasty voice.
Shaking his head, ridding himself of the unwanted thought, Harry moved on to pleasanter ones. He had made plans to meet Ginny a little later that very evening. 'Boy would Ron be pissed if he knew we'd done it more than just the one time he caught us in the Astronomy tower. God I hope he doesn't find out.'
When Harry came to, he realized everyone was clearing out for their first class of the day. A sudden feeling of dread ran through him, Double Potions was his first class. He didn't want to be late.
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The very second Harry entered potions class, Snape came flying through the door.
"Well Potter?" Snape said menacingly.
Harry sat quickly, knowing exactly what Snape meant by those two words: sit or face my wrath.
Turning his attention away from Harry, Snape waved his wand at the board and a set of instructions appeared on the board. "You may begin." He said, and with a swish of his cloak, began circling the classroom.
About 45 minutes passed and Harry was starting to worry about Ron and Hermione. 'They couldn't still be gone. Could they? It's already been a week.' Harry thought as he looked around the classroom, hoping he had just overlooked them, but they were nowhere to be found.
"Your potion should be an acid red and quietly humming by now." Snape called.
Harry looked down at his potion, mildly surprised to see it acid red, but disturbed by the high-pitched whistling coming from it. Then, just as Snape was about to sneer a vile comment about Harry's potion, the dungeon door flew open, revealing two very disheveled characters.
Ron and Hermione were looking into the class, a mix of embarrassment and fear playing across their faces, as they panted for air.
Snape looked at them, surprised by their sudden entrance, but regained his composure quickly. However, before he could utter a word, both Hermione and Ron made a bee line to their seats beside Harry, and started their potions without so much as a word.
A twitch started forming on the corner of Snape's mouth as he stared at the two of them, his eyes daring one of them to look up. But neither did. Fury was slowly growing in his eyes and Harry was worried for the safety of his two friends.
"Well," Snape said dangerously slow. "Finally decided to grace us with your presence?"
Hermione and Ron both blushed, but continued with their potions.
"Weasley, Granger." He said, looking at the two of them. When they looked up, Hermione's face was fearful but focused and Ron let out an audible gulp, his face closely resembling Hermione's. "Gather your ingredients and cauldrons and take them to the front of the class. Now!" He barked when they didn't start immediately.
Jumping up, Ron and Hermione rushed to get their things and made their way to the front of the class. Nobody made a sound, waiting to see what Snape would do next.
"Granger, you and Weasley are to finish your potions there." Snape said, and then turned on the attention silent, unmoving class. "What's this? I don't recall giving instructions to stop. Begin now!" He yelled at the awestruck class. No one had ever seen Snape let two Gryffindors off with such a minor penalty for being late.
As the class hurried back into action, Snape went to the front of the class and began to deal out Hermione and Ron's detentions and a command to stay after class.
)))))))))((((((((
The bell for the end of Potions finally rang; the class turned in samples of their potions, and left quickly, leaving Ron and Hermione horribly alone with Snape.
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AN: You like? Yes. No. Please review and let me know.
And I know that this chapter didn't deal a lot with Ron and Hermione, but I have my reasons.
Oh, and I'm going away for a bit, so I won't be updating for a little over a week, maybe.