Detention

Chapter Fifteen

Almost done!

Our detention wasn't for another week. So, I had at least five days to get back at Malfoy for landing us this stupid detention. It was all his fault anyway, and boy, did I get my revenge. On Monday, I "accidentally" tripped him so he fell down the stairs. Sadly, nothing was broken. Mondo bummer, I really wanted him to break something. That would have taken him down from his high pedestal. Tuesday, I "borrowed" a dung bomb from Fred and George. Those boys were handy, let me tell you. When that thing went off, I swear, no one wanted to go near that hallway, and everyone avoided Malfoy, and the others that were stuck in the blasts, way. Wednesday was a bore, since I was planning another go for Thursday and Friday. The twins even decided to help me out a little bit. Thursday, they gave me some itching powder. Bet you could all guess what I used that for. Then there was Friday, the final day of my prank week. I charmed Malfoy's hair green. Yes, Malfoy had green hair all day. It wasn't just any old green either. I picked the highly attractive *cough not cough* neon green. Boy that was a fun week. The best part was that I didn't get caught. There were a few incenses where I thought I was going to get another detention, but I didn't.

Now, on the other hand, was something I was looking forward too. Detention was at eleven o' clock at night. Why would one want to be outside in the cold when you could be asleep in a nice warm bed?

"You'll be serving your detention with Hagrid tonight," Filtch explained leading us out into the dark, chilly courtyard. "He's got a job for you all to do inside the Dark Forest. Here they are, Hagrid," I heard him sniff. "You're still not on about that bloody dragon are you?"

"Norbert's gone," he sniffed again. "Dumbledore sent him off to Romania to be with the other dragons."

"That would be good from him then, Hagrid," Hermione said. "He'll be with his own kind."

"But what if he don't like it there? What if the other dragons are mean to him?" Hagrid asked raising the crossbow to his chest. I hope he knows how to use that thing.

"He's a dragon, Hagrid, I think he'll be fine," I told him. Filtch rolled his eyes.

"Pull yourself together, man!" Filtch said. "You're going into the forest after all."

"The forest?" Malfoy asked. "I thought that was a joke. You can't expect me to go in there. There's monsters in there, like werewolves." What a baby.

"Oh, there's more than werewolves in there, lad. You can be sure of that," Filtch walked off towards the castle. "Nighty night."

"Right then," Hagrid held the weapon up close to him. "Let's go."

I thought that the forest was scary in the day time, but at night, it's just terrifying. It was so dark in there. That's why it's called the Dark Forest I suppose. Every sudden noise, I would jump. What if something came and attacked us? Then in the morning, when we didn't return back, someone would come and find our mangled bodies. That would be a story.

All six of us wandered further and further into the forest. It felt like hours until we actually stopped. Hagrid, dropped the lantern onto the ground, and stuck his fingers in some silvery liquid.

"What is that, Hagrid?" Harry asked the question that was rolling around in my mind.

"This is what we're here for," he said. "This is unicorn blood. I found a dead one a few weeks ago, and another one of them is hurt. Badly I'd imagine. So, we have to split up and try to find it."

"Split up?" I asked. "That's the first rule of what not to do in a horror movie, Hagrid. We'll die if we do that!"

"Oh, Haylee, that's only in the movies," Hermione shook her head. "Nothing, nothing bad can happen to us in here." What a liar. I could even hear the fear in her voice as she said that.

"Either way we have to find the poor beast," Hagrid continued. "Ron, Hermione, you come with me. Harry, Haylee, you and Malfoy go that way," I did not like this plan. We were really going to die now. Blondes always go first.

"What?" Malfoy yelled at the same time. It was a bit creepy. "You can't leave me with him/her. Stop talking at the same time as me. Stop it!"

"Quite it the both of you," Hagrid told us. "The sooner we do this, the quicker you all get to go back to the castle."

"Fine," Malfoy sneered. "But I have to go with them; I want Fang to go with us."

"Fine, but just so you know, Fang's a bloody coward," Hagrid said.

"He's not the only thing that's a coward," I muttered. "Let's get this over with. I am so tired."

"I can't believe that giant oaf made me come with you," Malfoy groaned. "Wait until my father hears about this,"

"Will you shut up?" I asked. "All I hear from you back there is complaining. One more, and I will be forced to throw you at the first wild beast I see,"

"You wouldn't," he said. "We haven't even seen anything in here yet."

"Yet being the key word," I rolled my eyes. "You know by the sound of your voice, Malfoy, I would say that you were scared."

"Me scared? That's a good one," he scoffed. "I believe that it is you who is scared."

"Right," I looked up ahead. "Hey, what's that?"

"What?" Harry stared into the distance. "What do you see?"

"Is that the unicorn?" I thought aloud. "It sure looks like it. Harry, are you alright?"

"My scar is burning," he rubbed his forehead. "It hasn't hurt like this before."

"What's that thing behind it?" Malfoy asked.

"Thing? What thing?" I replied.

"Oh, I don't know, maybe the cloaked creature that is coming right for us that was just sucking on the unicorn's blood," See, I told them it would be like a horror movie, but no one believed me. The thing that looked very much like a vampire barred its teeth. Blood was dripping from its yellow, grody canines. Malfoy bolted. Like I said before, what a baby.

The cloaked creature, or man-looking thing, glided over the body and was headed straight towards Harry and I. This was it, we were done for. Goodbye cruel world! We kept stepping back, but, of course, there were hundreds of tree roots all over the ground. We tripped and fell on our bottoms. There was no where to go. We were trapped. I closed my eyes, to wait for the pain that was about to come, but nothing did. There was a galloping sound. What was with that?

I opened my eyes and saw, was that a centaur, warding off the thing. I didn't know centaurs were that friendly. Slowly, getting back to our feet, Harry and I watched in amazement as the thing vanished into the mist.

"Harry and Haylee Potter," the centaur spoke. "What an honor it is to meet you, but you must leave this place. The forest is not safe now."

"What was that thing you just scared off?" Harry wondered.

"A monstrous creature," he said. "It is an awful crime to slay a unicorn and feast off of its blood. Drinking the blood will keep you alive even if you are a centimeter from death, but at a terrible price."

"Who would do such a thing?" I asked.

"Could you think of no one who would want such a cursed life by killing a pure creature?" the centaur said.

"Wait, are you saying that that thing that was right in front of us. That killed the unicorn and was drinking the blood. That was Voldemort?" I eyes bugged out.

"Do you know what is hiding at Hogwarts this very minute that he wants?" he asked.

"The Philosopher's Stone," we gasped.

A barking interrupted my train of thought. So the cry baby went for help. I guess he wasn't that useless after all.

"Evening Firenze," Hagrid said. "I see you have met Harry and Haylee Potter. Are you two alright?" We nodded.

"This is where I leave you then" Firenze spoke. "You're safe now. Good luck." He galloped away.

"You mean You-Know-Who is out there in the forest right now?" Hermione asked in the common room once we got back.

"Yes, but he's weak," Harry answered. "He's feeding off of the unicorns. Don't you see, we have it all wrong. Snape doesn't want the stone for himself. He wants it for Voldemort."

"Harry, can we talk about this tomorrow?" I moaned from the couch. "I'm tired and I can hear my bed calling me."

"No," he turned to me. "This is important. If he gets his hands on the Elixir of Life, Voldemort will get strong again and then he'll come back."

"You don't think that if he'll come back, he'll try to kill you do you?" Ron wondered.

"I bet he would have if Firenze didn't stop him tonight," I said getting to my feet. "Tonight was fun and all, but I am beat, so I am going to bed. Good night."

"Night," Ron turned back to the others. "And to think, I was freaking out about my potions final."

"Hang on a minute," Hermione said. "You're missing one key thing here. Who is the one wizard that Voldemort feared? Dumbledore. As long as Dumbledore is around neither of you can be touched."

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