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Chapter 9

"Where's Hermione?" I asked at dinner.

"I don't know," Ron said shoving a piece of pumpkin pie in his mouth. "But she's missing an amazing Halloween feast."

"I heard that she was in the bathroom," Neville said as he sat down a little ways from us. "She's been in there all day, been crying I heard."

I looked directly at Ron.

"What?" he said as food fell out of his mouth.

"You know that this is your fault, right?"

"Oh, she'll get over it," he said, making me roll my eyes.

Suddenly, the doors to the Great Hall burst open.

"TROLL!" Professor Quirrell yelled. "IN THE DUNGEONS!"

Everyone was silent, including the teachers, just staring at the man in the purple turban.

"Just thought you should know," he said and collapsed to the floor.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" several people screamed and the room went into total chaos.

"SILENCE" Professor Dumbledore yelled over the crowd, when everyone went silent, he started talking again.

"Prefects, please take your houses to your dormitories in an orderly fashion," he instructed. "Please avoid the dungeons while we get the troll out and please stay calm and stick together."

"Gryffindors!" Percy Weasley yelled and I heard several different prefects calling to their houses.

Everyone scrambled towards Percy and got out of the Great Hall, which took a while because of all the people.

"WAIT!" I said pulling Harry and Ron off to the side.

"They said to go to the common room!" Ron said.

"What about Hermione!" I said.

"She doesn't know about the troll," Harry said.

We ran through the crowd and through the hallways to where the bathrooms were.

"Stop!" I said holding my arms out to stop both of them.

Ahead of us was the troll. It was huge and ugly and was holding a large club in it's hands. It was walking right for the girls bathroom.

"What do we do?" Ron asked.

Once the troll had gotten into the bathroom, all three of us ran into the room. Right when we got in there, we heard a big smash and a scream. The troll had smashed the bathroom stalls. Hermione was crawling from underneath some debris in attempt to escape.

"Hermione!" Harry yelled.

Her head shot up for a moment, then she scrambled to stand up to run away from her attacker.

The troll swung his club again and Hermione dropped to the floor to dodge it.

"DO SOMETHING!" she screamed as she ran further away from the troll.

The troll went to swing his club again, but Harry and I stopped it when we both ran at it. We jumped onto its shoulders and it began to swing around to try to hit us.

"RON! DO SOMETHING!" I yelled.

"What?" he asked.

"ANYTHING!" Harry yelled.

Ron pulled out his wand and pointed it at the troll.

"Wingardium Leviosa," he said waving his wand.

Suddenly, the club that the troll was holding flew up into the air. The creature stopped moving and looked around with a dumb expression on its face.

Then, when Ron lowered his wand, the club smashed right into the troll's face. The monster then began to fall to the ground and Harry and I jumped of o it.

Hermione screamed from underneath the sink, where she'd been hiding, when the troll landed feet away from her.

After a minute or so of just staring at the troll, Hermione stood up.

"Is it...dead?" she asked.

"I don't think so," I said.

"Oh..." she said. "Thanks by the way," she said to us all.

Then we all heard a crowd of people coming into the bathroom. It was Dumbledore, Quirrell, Snape, and McGonagall.

"What-" McGonagall started and then stared at the fallen troll.

"What happened?" Dumbledore asked.

"Hermione was attacked by the troll and we came to help," Ron said.

"And why was Miss Granger in here?" McGonagall asked. "She should have been in her common room."

We all looked at Hermione.

"I thought I could take on the troll myself," she said. "I've read all about them..."

Snape raised an eyebrow at Hermione.

"I see..." McGonagall said. "Everyone get out of here, we need to get rid of this troll..."

I looked over at Snape, who I noticed had a large wound on his right leg that was bleeding. When he saw me looking at it, he quickly covered it.

...

"What was that thing on his leg?" Harry asked.

"I have no idea," Hermione answered.

Harry looked up at the teacher's table at Snape. My brother had that look of discovery on his face.

"What is it?" I asked him.

"I think that he set the troll into the dungeons so he could sneak up to see what that three-headed dog was guarding."

"How did you come up with that?" Ron asked.

"What else could have made that mark on his leg?"

"It could have been anything..." I said looking up at our potions master.

...

"Our first Quidditch match is against Slytherin?" Harry said to Oliver Wood during lunch the following day.

"That's right," Oliver said. "It's going to be on Saturday, so get plenty of sleep and be ready," he said walking away.

"Great," Harry said standing up.

We had Potions next with Snape and Harry was sure that he would say something.

"Here are the instructions," Snape said pointing to the board. "You may begin..."

I turned to my cauldron and ingredients and followed each direction exactly. I was exactly half way through the potion when I noticed that Neville hadn't even started.

"What's the matter?" I asked him as I added some mistletoe berries to the cauldron.

"I..." he started. "I always mess up with this one and I don't really know how to start it..."

"Okay," I said. "Well, first you have to-"

"Miss Potter," Snape muttered from his desk. "Longbottom needs to make this potion by himself..."

"Yeah Potter," Malfoy sneered from his desk. "There's no way you could help a complete idiot like Longbottom anyway-"

"Shut your mouth Malfoy," I cut him off.

"Don't talk to me like that you filthy little-"

"Mr. Malfoy!" Snape interrupted him. "Hold your tongue before I have to give you a months worth of detention!"

"But Potter-" Malfoy began.

"I have ears Mr. Malfoy," Snape sneered. "I heard her. Now I suggest that you continue your work and keep your nose out of other people's business."

Everyone stayed silent for a moment and Malfoy looked stunned.

"Did he just...?" Neville whispered.

"Yell at Malfoy for trying to insult Emily?" Ron finished.

"Yeah..." Harry whispered.

...

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