Summary: In which there are questions, screams, and mispronounced muggle words.
Who Killed Mr. Potter?
Chapter 6- Accusations and Screams
Ginny and Hermione hid themselves in an elegant dining room with a grand crystal chandelier and a long polished wooden table. Ginny sat on top of the table and Hermione took a chair next to her.
"Ginny, Ron's gone mad," Hermione said, trying to keep her voice calm. "If I didn't know that he wasn't capable of doing any such thing, I would have thought he murdered Harry." Her lip trembled slightly as she tried not to cry.
"Don't say that," Ginny said quickly. "His intentions are good, no matter what. There are plenty of places that other people can hide around here. Someone could still be lurking around and we just haven't found them yet."
"But still, Cho and Dean didn't seem very sad about it, they could have done it," Hermione replied.
"Yeah, I thought that too because Dean got mad at Harry earlier and who knows about Cho," Ginny explained.
"But that's no reason to kill him," Hermione countered.
"No, but I think Cho could be a likely suspect, sour grapes and all that," Ginny finished grimly.
"Who do you think did it, Ron?" Neville asked nervously.
Ron glanced sideways at him.
"I don't know, I don't want to believe any of us did it, but we all could have. I could have strangled him and everyone could have knocked him on the head somehow, even Ginny and her knife. Harry wasn't stabbed or shot with bullitses or whatever Hermione called them, though."
"Bullets, they're called bullets, not bullitses," Dean said from behind them.
"What if he tripped and hit his head?" Cho said angrily, "Goodness knows that could have happened. It's very insulting to be accused of murdering someone, especially since I didn't do it!" Cho was becoming increasingly hysterical. "I can't handle this!"
Cho ran off down the hall in the opposite direction.
"I'll go make sure she's okay," Dean offered. Ron nodded.
"Best to stay in groups," he said.
"So, who do you think did it?" Neville asked Ron again, after Dean and Cho were out of earshot.
"Dean," said Ron, without hesitation.
"But he was with Ginny when they followed Harry through the secret passage," Neville reminded him.
"Secret passages are very dark," Ron replied, shuddering. "Believe me, I know. They could have gotten separated and Ginny didn't notice."
"Yeah, maybe," Neville agreed. He was silent for a few moments, thinking this over when the lights suddenly went out.
Someone screamed.
Dean followed Cho across the corridor and opened a door that led to a lounge. Cho sat heavily on a large settee while Dean hovered uncomfortably by the doorway.
Dean's anger was slowly evaporating, but Cho seemed to have started crying.
He had started to move hesitantly toward her, wondering how he could comfort her, when the lights suddenly went out. They both jumped, startled, as they heard someone scream.