Chapter 4
There standing in front of the four stunned gryphendors was so other then that slimy git
Malfoy. No one said a word. They were all too shocked. Dumbledor stood off to the side
of the room with an amused twinkle in his eyes. Hermoine was the first to come out of
her state of shock.
"Malfoy! What are you doing here?"
"What is it to you Mudbl- Granger?" Malfoy remembered Dumbledor standing in the
corner of the room and managed to catch himself before he got into trouble with his
muggle loving headmaster. Some people really disgust me, Malfoy thought while he
waited for the dream team and the weaslette to be filled in by Dumbledor. It wasn't like
the slitheren wanted to spend his year this way. Stuck in a little house with these idiots,
but Dumbledor had insisted he needed to be kept safe from Voldermort. Draco never
intended to become a deatheater and now with his father out of the picture he didn't need
to worry about that. Dumbledor clearing his throat brought Draco out of his thoughts.
"Well, shall we sit and eat the divine feast the house elves have prepared for us?" It was
a question but it had the fell of an order, but then everything Dumbledor did had an air of
authority and mystery. Hermoine frowned slightly at that information. She still didn't like
the idea of house elf enslavement, though she didn't think that the house elves here were
enslaved.
The meal was a quite one. After dinner Dumbledor said that there was nowhere they
couldn't go in this house or the grounds within the walls. The four gryphendors and the
slytherin parted ways without a work.
Hermoine, Ron, Ginny, and Harry were walking through the hallways exploring. The
house was wonderful but when they had lived in the grandest castle known to the
wizarding world this place didn't measure up. After a few hours they ended up in the
attic. In the last room on the floor the was a large wonderfully carved wardrobe with
fawns, unicorns, and other mystical creatures that are common in the wizarding world but
if muggles had seen it they would have been intrigued by the carvings. Harry, Hermoine
and Ron turned and left right away talking about what they would do about Malfoy.
Ginny was a little more curious about what was up with that wardrobe. It drew her in
towards is until she was close enough to touch the door. As she reached for the door
handle she noticed it was in the shape of a lion's head. Ginny put her hand on the door
handle and a jolt of indescribable power. She then opened the door and stepped inside.
The wardrobe was full of old robes. Ginny saw a slight flicker of light coming from the
back of the wardrobe. Curious, Ginny pushed her way to the back through the robes.
Ginny felt something brush against her arms and noticed her feet were getting damp.
" What is going on in here?? I don't get it. These are pine branches and is… is that
snow?!" Ginny turned around and started to walk slowly backwards while still looking at
the branches. Suddenly she fell backwards into a beautiful snow covered forest.
"This is just amazing! Even though I live in the wizarding world, I've never heard of
anything like this in my life. Oh! What is this?"
Ginny had just noticed an iron lamp post a small clearing. Ginny got closer to the lamp
post and held her hand to it. It was cold and powdered with snow.
Suddenly, Ginny heard quick footsteps coming towards her. Ginny was worried. Quickly
she drew out her wand and pointed it towards where she heard the footsteps coming from.
Then all of the sudden the foot steps stopped. Looking around franticly Ginny tried to see
what she had heard before. Suddenly a voice called out behind her.
"You finally came."