Chapter 36

Through The Trapdoor II

"So, how the hell did you end up with us again? Can someone tell me?" I said, looking at the stupid three Gryffindor, ignoring 'hey!' at behind me.

"Granger? Longbottom? Harry?" I looked at them who glancing at each other before Granger nudged Harry.

"Em. Actually, he heard me and Neville talking near the Library?" Harry explained, with a grimace. Granger and Longbottom nodded besides him.

I am inwardly sighing and turned to face Weasley. "You up for chess?" I asked even though I already knew the answer.

"Of course! It's easy." Weasley said with a proud.

"Then, try to win this trap ok?" I said to him, pointing at the giant chess behind me. So far, we were able to get through three-headed dog, Devil's snare and Winged keys smoothly. Now, we need to face Chessboard Chamber by Professor McGonagall.

"Don't worry." Weasley said, determined to win the game.

"E5!"

Boom!

"E9!"

Boom!

"It seems this the only way." I heard Weasley muttered not far from me. I raised an eyebrow at this. Plot seems to remain the same where Weasley sacrificed himself so that we were able to win this game.

"Go, I w-ill stay with him!" Longbottom said, trying to put brave face.

"Are you sure, Neville?" Harry asked, anxious.

"Yes!"

The three of us walked through the door and saw unlabelled potion bottles of differing shapes and sizes in the centre of room with a riddle.

"You're kidding me!" I heard Harry said and almost agreeing with him. Honestly, it was quite dangerous if someone shallow the wrong potion.

Granger frowned and told us to keep quiet for her to think.

"I think this is the right one!" Granger said with happiness being able to solve the riddle.

"Are you sure, Hermione?" Harry asked, looking at the flask in his hand. Fear written on his face.

"Relax, Harry. The worse thing can be happened we die." My lips twitched when they shuddered.

"I'm sure, Harry. Good luck, guys! And Kingcrown, you're a good person." I blinked at Granger who already left without us saying anything.

"Now, that's weird. Did she hope we will die?" I looked at Harry who shrugging his shoulder. Both of us shallowed the potion and walked through the fire.

"Is that..Professor Quirrell?" Harry stunned.

"Harry Potter.."

"Why are you here? I thought its Snape." I facepalm at this.

"Of course he's here because he is the one who trying to kill you, dumbass!" I said with a tone 'Are-you-an-idiot-or-what?'.

I pointed my wand at Quirrell and told Harry to be prepared.

Meanwhile..(Snape POV)

I was patrolling the corridor when I heard portraits talking about students going to the third floor.

"What?" I asked one of the portrait to explain it to me and almost had a heart attack when I learned Ethan also going with those stupid Gryffindor. I ran to the third floor and quickly dispelled the trap one by one.

"Mr Longbottom!" I saw Longbottom face turning pale seeing me. I strode towards him, at Ethan and Gryffindor students behaviour.

"Professor?" I heard him squeak.

"We will talk about it later!" I hissed at him and left after giving medical treatment to Weasley.

End POV

"H..arr..y." I coughed and felt my eyes dropping. Voldemort really cruel and harsh. It's pathetic. I trained, but it seems not good enough to stop him with magic. I really did not want to expose my other ability. Hope you're successful, Harry. My last thought.

Notes: Hey, guys! Sorry for making you wait so long. I am kind of busy so it might take time to finish the story but I will try my best. Enjoy it.