Heyooo! Welcome back to Like Yesterday! A fanfic with a really confusing timeline!
I'll try my hardest to finish these last few chapters each weekend. I will most likely have only 2 or 3 chapters left (Including Epilogue)
I should be doing my homework instead of this but YOLO! (Even if I do believe in reincarnation as another species)... YOLO as a human!
Like Yesterday Previously
Gryffindor Common Room
Hermione looked at the clock above the fireplace in the Common Room. 'Oh shoot, we have to go!'
"Neville, I'm really sorry but we have to go."
Hermione took out her wand from her left pocket and she flicked it a special way. She said, "Petrificus Totalus!" while doing so.
Neville turned from the feet up into a blue popsicle, he fell over onto his back and stayed there, unable to move. As Harry, Hermione, and Ron walked over Neville, they all said, "I'm sorry."
Like Yesterday
Gryffindor Common Room/ Corridors
The three first-years quickly shuffled to the red and gold Gryffindor door, got ready to put on the invisibility cloak, and prepared themselves to bolt out of there, fearing the fat lady would wake up and rat them out.
Hermione, the bushy haired girl, was a little reluctant when putting the cloak over her head. "Are we really doing this…?"
Harry nodded his head at her, "Yes, Hermione. Don't you remember what you told me before?"
Hermione just looked at him.
" 'As long as Headmaster Dumbledore or Professor Dragneel are here. You will be okay, the school will be okay.' "
Hermione nodded in response to her own quote. She put on the cloak with assurance, ready for what was to come. She was the one to open the door to the Hogwarts corridors. She was very careful in moving the painting. She also made Harry not turn on his wand flashlight until they were out of the fat lady's sight. They had promised Neville after all that they wouldn't get into any more trouble.
When out of view, Harry said, "Lumos." and they now had a functioning flashflight. Harry, Hermione, and Ron tiptoed down the moving stairs to the 2nd floor and opened the brown, dusty door.
2nd floor corridor
Microscopic particles flew throughout the air and they shone because of Harry's glowing wand acting as a torch. They breathed in the stale air and hugged their cloaks with pajamas tighter. It was significantly colder in the 2nd floor corridor for reasons unknown. After closing the old wooden door, they stopped for a moment.
"Okay, I don't think anyone followed us. Let's take this stupid thing off." Ronald, the flame headed boy said.
Hermione and Harry agreed to take the invisibility cloak off. It was very hard to walk in, having to synchronize with two others, and it was also hard to see through, with the designs in the way and everything.
Harry decided to throw the greenish-blue cloak on the ground in the corner by the door, so he could go and retrieve it for later. He couldn't think of a need for it in the near future.
"Whadya do that for?" Ron, Harry's best friend asked.
"I have a feeling that we won't need it," Harry replied.
Hermione looked at her timer on her wand, it was almost 11pm. She quickly deduced that whoever wanted the Sorcerer's Stone, Snape, would probably have gotten to the Dog room already.
"Guys, he have to go!" Hermione stated before breaking out into a full-on sprint to the doggy room.
Harry and Ron were slightly behind Hermione and made it there a few seconds after. Their shoes were making echoing noises throughout the corridors but they doubted that anyone would hear them because of the heavy door blocking the sound.
Not letting the boys have a second to rest, Hermione cracked open the door before quickly shutting it. She breathed heavily, as if afraid to look inside.
Ron was the one shining in this situation. He turned the creaky, rusted bronze handle and peered inside.
Ron said with no uncertainty, "All good." then signaled them with his pale hand to follow.
The fiery haired boy tiptoed into the room and looked around while Hermione and Harry made their way in.
"It's a bit funny don't ya think? This thing here," Ron pointed at the dog. "Tried to kill us a little bit ago. Now it's sleeping like a baby."
"Ron," Hermione started. "It's not nice to point at someone/something, even a three headed dog."
Ron immediately went onto the defensive, putting his hands up for emphasis. "I didn't mean to offend!"
The boy with the scar on his forehead noticed that the dog shifted one of its heads and jerked its enormous ears when Ron said that sentence. Ron and Hermione seemed to be going off at each other, not seeing Fluffy's reaction. So Harry quickly whisper-yelled, "Will you please shut up! You'll wake the dog!"
They stopped their glares at one another and looked at the dog. It was almost stirring awake, and after Ron and Hermione calmed down a bit, Ron, in his black and maroon pajamas with his cloak, Hermione, in a skirt, sweater, and cloak, and Harry, in his blue and white pajamas with cloak, finally noticed the soft music floating around the air.
"I-This is music!" Hermione whisper-screamed.
"They got to the dog first!" Harry stated, saying exactly what was in their minds.
The three first-years quickly moved from each of their three spots in the room to the center, or more specifically where the green trapdoor was. The dog was drooling all over it, and had a bit of one of his heads still resting on it. Ron was the only one brave enough to push it off. The other heads stirred in response.
They all went on their knees and tried to lift up the trapdoor, and like all the doors on the second floor, it was heavy. It made a loud screeching sound when pushing it on the ground out of the way, it woke up the dog, they just didn't notice it yet.
Harry and Ron looked at Hermione. They didn't want to go first. The boys hoped she would go through the trapdoor first, she, feeling pressured, put her feet down the hole and looked back at them, before noticing something.
"Where's the music?" Hermione asked.
Harry and Ron looked up from Hermione's gaze and saw the towering shadowy figure. The dog was drooling more than ever, its eyes changed from black to red, and made a growling sound.
"What?" Hermione asked the boys looking aghast behind her.
Hermione slowly turned her head after getting no response. Understanding, she immediately pushed herself down the hole. Harry and Ron both scrambled for the ownership of the hole, they tried to shove each other out of the way but they ended up going down at the same time. Just when they were down, the dog snapped its jaws, barely missing Harry's head.
Underground
They slid down the neverending pipe holding onto each other, screaming. They gained more speed each second and were now wondering how they were going to stick the landing. There was most likely only concrete or rock underneath there, not a comfy couch or a padded mattress to break their fall. Harry grinded his teeth and hoped for the best.
A few seconds later, they hit the bottom. They didn't break their legs like they'd thought. They were constricted though…
Hermione was entangled with some sort of plant, while she was wiggling to get out, it seemed to get faster and faster at tying her up.
"Hermione!" Ron yelled before noticing he too was being constrained.
"What is this plant?!" Harry questioned Hermione while looking at its leaves.
"I-I can't remember," Hermione responded. "W-Wait! It's called Devil's Snare!"
"That doesn't help anything!" Ron screamed.
"Yes it does!" Hermione said back. "Look."
Hermione stopped all movement of her body and the viny plant pulled her down under.
"NOOOOO!" Ronald screamed.
Harry had wide eyes, why would Hermione do that when she knew how to get out?
"Hey!" Hermione yelled from under. "Stop moving and you'll be alright!"
Ron didn't listen. "Hermione, where are you!?" he yelled.
"I'm right below you! Just do what I say!" Hermione replied.
Harry didn't decide to be a headache for Hermione and he stopped moving. It was terrifying when the vines just kept going up from his neck to his head. He was truly frightened but he went on with it because Hermione said so.
As if Harry was an egg which popped out of a chicken, Harry popped out of the plant and fell six feet onto the floor. HIs glasses fell off of his face in the process.
Ron was now lucid. He was squirming and moving with all his might to get out, still not listening to their instructions. A vine wrapped itself around Ron's mouth when Hermione began thinking of a way to get her annoying friend out.
"Devil's Snare, Devil's Snare, likes the darkness but… not the SUN!" Hermione yelled out. "Harry, that's it!"
"What's it, Hermione?"
Hermione got out her wand and pointed it at the large vine pile above them.
"Sunnilus!" Hermione commanded.
A very bright light appeared in the middle of the vine patch, the vines quickly turned from green to black but soon into dust. Ron fell the six feet and landed ungracefully on his ass.
After still recovering from the fall, Ron asked, "How'd you two get out?"
Hermione facepalmed and speed walked to the next heavy oak door. Harry quickly followed behind the bushy haired girl with Ron bringing up the rear.
Large Room
They all walked into the room, wondering what other challenges would be in front of them. But were underwhelmed. In the room, the most eye catching thing was the floating broom glowing in the moonlight, and other than that, there were only very tall pillars and one large window allowing for light. While Hermione and Ron looked curiously around the room, Harry went immediately to the broom.
It was an older style of broom, with wear and tear. Harry held his palm above the two sides of the broom, wondering if it was held up by strings. When looking up, he noticed hundreds, maybe thousands of keys with tiny pairs of white wings on them.
"Hey," Hermione's voice snapped Harry out of his thoughts. "The door, it's locked."
Harry kept looking at the keys in the air and saw one larger bronze key with a broken wing. Harry immediately knew that that was the key to the door, but it seemed too easy to be true.
"Something's weird…" Harry stated.
"What's wrong, mate?" Ron asked.
"I agree with Harry," Hermione agreed. "This is way too easy."
Harry grabbed the broom with his right hand and all of the keys started going insane. He quickly let go and barely avoided a key aiming at his leg. Hermione and Ron met Harry's gaze with pity. The son of James Potter looked back at the broom and thought of the other students at Hogwarts… he had to do this so none of them would be harmed.
While Harry hopped onto the broom and sped up to top speed very fast, Hermione and Ron moved to the corner of the room by the door, they didn't want to be hit by a flying, deadly key.
Harry on the other hand, flew through the columns, trying to skillfully maneuver his way through the keys to the bronze one. Having a broken wing, the bronze key flew slower than the rest, and also jerked around in the air every once in awhile, as if to fix its balance. Every time Harry got close to the key, another one would stab his arm or cut his cheek. He went round and round, around the pillars, never quite making it.
Ron and Hermione were grimacing each time Harry got cut, and were very anxious the entire time. They had to wait for Harry to get the troublesome key, they were stuck here otherwise. After maybe 5 minutes of pointless struggle, Harry finally started to get annoyed. Harry made a reckless decision because of it. While reaching for the bronze key, he took both his hands off of the broom, leaving only his legs to hold onto the fragile stick. He did get the key, but his balance made him almost hit a column.
After Harry got the key, he thought'd be over, no more killer keys… but it wasn't. The flying keys were still going at it, faster than ever, going straight towards Harry.
Hermione, thinking quickly, said, "Harry, throw me the key!"
Harry ripped the wings off of the key and skillfully threw it down to Hermione, while he kept swinging around the pillars, Hermione used the key to unlock the heavy wooden door.
"It worked!" Hermione exclaimed.
"How do I get off of here?!" Harry questioned out loud.
"Uhhh-ummm…" Hermione supplied, "Oh! I'l- We'll open the door and while you go through, we'll shut it!"
Even Ron knew that this wasn't the best of plans.
"Hermione, have you gone mental? Do you really think that that will work?" Ron asked.
"No, I'm my normal self today," Hermione stated. "Harry, just try it."
Harry took her word for it and he flew towards the oak door with a black iron hinge while Hermione and Ron pushed the door open, got in, and pushed it closed with only twenty inches of space left in between. Hermione and Ron were all ready to close the doors when Harry came zooming though. They pushed the doors with all of their might and when closed, they could hear hundreds of keys puncturing themselves into the dry oak wood door.
Harry got off of the broom and rested on it, Hermione and Ron both were catching their breaths from pushing a 200 or so pound door.
"Well that was interesting," Harry said.
I just really want to say my thanks to everyone who saw this fanfic. It brightens up my day when I see my 147 followers and 136 favorites. You may think/say something like "Oh, it's only 137 people out of the entire world population", but it is a really big deal to me. Many other fanfic writers probably think the same way as me and I want you to all know how much I care about you.
I feel pretty achieved at having 50k+ words... :) It feels great.
Luminous or whatever spell I made Hermoine use is not real. I don't think that it was Lumous or whatever so I made my own spell.
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