Double potions the next day was totally different to what Harry was expecting. It wasn't that it was easier, or that Snape had suddenly decided to like Harry (He'd actually decided to hate him even more), it was the way the Gryffindors were behaving towards him. He was expecting them to say how annoying it was; now they were missing a seeker in their quidditch team, or now they didn't have anyone to do their ridiculous divination homework with. But instead most of them were avoiding eye contact, they weren't speaking to him and they generally ignored him. Even Ron did. It was only Neville and Hermione who were the same as always, Neville asking for help with his numbing potion and Hermione telling him he had added too many Lacewings.
It was now only half an hour to go till the lesson was over and then they would all go to the Great Hall to find out who had been selected by the Goblet of Fire to be the school champion. Everyone had now ladled some of their potion into flasks and was now carrying it to the front for Snape when Malfoy bumped into Harry. They both dropped their flasks and toppled to the floor. Harry's hands instantly went numb. He must have fallen in the puddle of potion. All the class had turned round to them now. Then the huge bat (Snape) flew in.
``Now, now. What's this? Potter. Malfoy. Go to the broom cupboard now. Fetch a broom each. You will clean up your mess. Then you may join everyone else again. `` Malfoy was about to argue
``But Sir, my hands are numb! `` ``That wouldn't be the case if you hadn't decided to spill numbing potion all over yourself. Here are the keys. Now go. `` Harry and Malfoy left.
With fumbling hands, Malfoy inserted the key into the lock and swung the door open. It was a large broom cupboard, about as big as Harry's room at the Dursley's house and right in the far left corner, there stood 2 worn brooms. Not flying ones. Cleaning ones. They looked like they hadn't been used in years. Both Harry and Malfoy tried to grab the newer of the two. Harry got there first. He went back to the door and pulled at the handle. It wouldn't budge.
``Oi, Malfoy. The door's jammed. `` Then to the door `` Alohamora`` nothing happened. ``Repairo`` It still wouldn't move. ``Malfoy! It's not locked or jammed, what do you recon's wrong with it? `` ``Maybe you've broken it with your ugly face. I'm surprised Dumbledore hasn't banned mirrors at Hogwarts yet! `` Then, realising that if they couldn't get out, he would be locked in there until someone got them out he whispered` `Alohamora `` ``You think I haven't tried that yet? Hopefully it isn't a spell-proof door. Reducto. What the hell is wrong with this door? ``
Ten minutes later, after what seemed like hundreds of Reductos, Repairos, Alohamoras and Flipendos later, they had to face the truth.
`` So. I don't think there's any other way to put it. We're stuck. How long do you think it'll be until someone tries to come and find us? `` Harry asked. Malfoy groaned. ``Well, they'll all be in the Great Hall now. So, probably around 2 hours. Oh my god. I'm gonna be spending 2 fucking hours locked in a cupboard with you! That is, unless you have another amazing idea? `` Harry slowly shook his head ``Great. Just great. I'm going to be spending 2 hours in a cupboard with the only person I hate more than that blood traitor, Weasley! ``
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