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Amber Potter and the Traitor Within.
Blurb …
Follow the antics of 11-year-old cousins, Amber-Leigh Potter and Rosemary Weasley, during their first year at Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry, along with their new friend, Alice Longbottom.
Find out what happens when you mix an evil plot, an invisibility cloak and two girls with extraordinary powers and a world full of magic.
CHAPTER FOUR: Escape from Filch.
"Look, are you sure that it's this way?"
"Yes! I'm sure that dad mentioned there being a picture of a monk somewhere around here …"
"That was by the charms corridor you idiot! We're looking for the transfiguration classroom!"
"Don't fight you two; I'm sure we can find our way…"
Amber, Rosemary and Alice found themselves on an abandoned corridor, hopelessly lost and the bell went 10 minutes ago.
"What in the name of Merlin are we meant to do?"
"Wait, wasn't there a picture of a princess next to the door?"
"Yeah, so?"
"Then we made it!" Rosemary said cheerfully and pointed to a picture of a princess next to a door with a plaque on it saying Transfiguration classroom, Professor Chang.
"Yes!" Amber cried and they ran inside.
"Potter, Weasley, Longbottom, you are 10 minutes late!" said Professor Cho Chang, the new transfiguration teacher after Professor MacGonagal retired.
"Sorry Professor, we got lost." Alice said.
"Well, seeing as you are new here and it's your first day, I'll let you off, but please try to be more punctual!" Professor Chang said and they sat down at a table at the back of the classroom.
"Now as I was saying, today, we will be turning matches into needles. Like so-Dorytine." And her match turned all shiny and pointy.
"Now it's your turn-" She waved her wand and matches appeared in front of everyone in the room.
Everyone waved their wand and said Dorytine, but nothing happened to anyone's matches except for Geraldine's Pewter's match, which turned into a needle.
"I did it!" she shouted and jumped up and down in her seat. Everyone laughed and she sat back down, her cheeks turning crimson.
"Yes, well done Miss Pewter. Now again please-" Professor Chang said
Half an hour later, no one's match had so much made a difference except for Geraldine's. Everyone thankfully filed out of the classroom when the bell rang and started towards their Charms class-or at least they tried.
"I thought that the charms corridor was 3 floors above here!" Longan Vienna, a boy with short blond hair and blue eyes, said as the class burst through a tapestry and ended up on yet another un-familiar corridor.
"Nah, it was 2 floors down wasn't it?" His friend, Toby Finnegan with the sandy hair said.
"I always thought it was down here somewhere!" Amber said who was leading the group.
"Maybe we should ask someone?"
"Who exactly should we ask Alice? In case you haven't noticed, no ones around-class started 15 minutes ago!"
"Look, you don't have to get all snippy at me, I was trying to help!"
"Well sometimes, people don't need help!"
"Somehow, I think we all need help here!"
"Shut up!" Amber hissed and everyone fell silent. "I thought I heard something."
And indeed, a faint scuffling noise could be heard, somewhere down the corridor. They all held their breath and a scruffy cat came into view.
"A cat?" Geraldine-the girl who got the match-needle spell in transfiguration class right asked.
"That's not just any cat-it's Filch's cat!" Amber said fearfully, many stories had been told to her about Filch and his stupid cat, Mrs Norris.
"What? Who's Filch?" Logan asked as Mrs Norris started to meow.
"The caretaker. She can call Filch in a heart beat and he hates students-if he catches us out of class, we're dead for sure!" Rosemary cried. The tapestry they had all come through started rustling and they all watched it in fear before-
"RUN!" Alice yelled and they all came to their senses and sprinted off in different directions.
Amber, Rosemary and Alice ran back down the corridor, through a door and came out back at their transfiguration classroom. Running full pelt, they scrambled up some stairs and burst through another tapestry and came out somewhere on the third floor.
"Ok, I-I th-think we're s-safe!" Amber choked through a painful stich.
"Gosh, I hope so!" Rosemary panted, red in the face.
Suddenly, the same scuffling noise they heard before happened again and to their horror, they could hear Filch's voice through the tapestry.
"Nasty kids, I'll get you … you can't hide forever!"
"What in Merlin's name do we do?!" Alice squeaked.
"Not stay here, that's for sure!" Amber whispered and they ran off, through a door to their right and sped off down the corridor. They could hear Filch's horribly scurrying feet following them and Amber spotted a statue of a one-eyed, hump-backed witch.
"Quick! Behind here!" She muttered franticly and they all squeezed behind the statue, just as Filch came round the corner.
Holding their breath, they listened to him walk slowly down the corridor; then must have thought they went another way, as he went through a door and out of sight.
Breathing a sigh of relief, Amber jumped out from behind the statue and said, "Oh my god, I thought we had it!"
"Me too!" Rosemary agreed, looking relieved.
"Me? Never again!" Alice said, pale, sweaty and looking as though she was glad it was over.
"Well guess what Rosie? That's one thing we can cross off our list of things we need to do in memory of our parents!" Amber said excitedly.
"Really? Why? What did we do?" Rosemary asked.
"When dad was here, him and his friends snuck out of bed at night and had to escape Filch in the dark-they almost got killed."
"Really?" Alice asked, interested.
"Yep, and your dad was with them!" Amber told her.
"Wow!"
"Yeah wow!" Amber cried, and Rosemary shushed her.
"Don't you suppose we had better get out of here?" She asked, looking around. "If we don't try to find our way back, we won't get there until the end of class!"
"Nah, if we try looking now, we won't know where we are until the end of class, tomorrow! I say we just stay here until classes end, then we can ask someone for help when they come out!" Amber said, sitting down.
"Makes sense to me." Rosemary said, "No point in getting ourselves lost again when we can just ask for directions!"
"But we can't skive off class! We'll get into trouble!" Alice said, biting her lip and looking worried.
"Don't worry, I'm sure the rest of the class won't find it, and if we all miss class … well Professor Flitwick can't give us all detention!"
"I-oh … well, I suppose you're right, I guess." Alice said, but not looking any less worried.
"Come on Alice, lighten up! Besides, skiving off class is something else we can cross off our list of things we need to do in memory-Ok, that's just too long, how about we just call it our L.O.T.W.N.T.D.I.M.O.O.P?" Rosemary asked and they all laughed. Alice went to sit down, but tripped over her own feet and fell to the ground with a thud.
"Ow!" She muttered
"Are you ok Alice?" Amber said, helping her into a sitting position.
"Yeah, I've just inherited my dad's clumsiness, that's all!"
"You're not clumsy!" Amber protested.
"I am so! I fall over and break things all the time!"
"You haven't done one clumsy thing since we met you except for just now!" Rosemary pointed out.
"You've only known me for one day!" Alice argued, "That's not really saying much, Rosie!"
"Ok, lets prove it, go down there and see if you trip over." Amber said, pointing down the hall.
"Ok, but don't say I didn't warn you!" Alice said and went to walk down the corridor, but she only walked about 5 paces when she tripped and fell.
"See, I told you!" She muttered.
"Ok, this calls for a nickname!" Rosemary said excitedly, while Amber groaned-she had had enough experience with Rosemary nicknames to be interested.
"Something along the lines of 'The descending Alice'!"
"No no! It has to sound cool, Descendiardreum! Or something like that?" Amber offered.
"Well, I was thinking more along the lines of "Descendium" or something. Simple, yet interesting. Plus I'm sure I've heard that word before." Rosemary said.
"Descendium? Sounds ok, but please-never call me that!" Alice said, laughing.
"Nah, I'll say it all the time now! Discendium! Sounds magical," Rosemary laughed, pulling out her wand and twirling around, now chanting "Discendium! Discendium!" as if pretending to charm something.
"Hey! What's that?" Amber suddenly pointed at the hump-backed statue of the witch, whose hump had suddenly opened to reveal a hole, big enough for a fairly thin person to slide down.
A/N: Hurrah! You know this is the chapter for my non-exsistant readers (Or at least the ones who arn't reviewing) so i'm very sad at the moment.
Sob.
You know, just saying, it took Rosemary a while to figure out that "L.O.T.W.N.T.D.I.M.O.O.P" stands for "List of things we need to do in memory of our parents". Not in the amount of time it suposedly took, like 5 seconds.
Also, For the record, Cho never married (Hence she still has the name "Chang") and she now lives a loney and pittiful life as a sigle woman with no one to depend on, and lives in a carboard box on the side of the road in london, begging for money-
Takes deep breath and cackles evily
Yeah, you could say i don't like Cho.
Another point, Dorytine i got from once some girl who goes to my mum's kindy said it insted of "Story time". I thought it was cute.
And you don't know how long it took me to get Rosemary to accidentally say "Discendium".
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