Year 2

Chapter 11: Bathrooms, Tunnels, and Teachers

New chapter by Steve2

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, or anything related to it.

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Harry felt like he was having Déjà vu again. It was because of that Weasley. It's always a Weasley he knew.

It had started out simply enough. It was nearing the end of a lousy year. Someone kept drugging students and putting them into comas. Not anyone from his house, but that's because they knew not to take recreational pharmaceuticals. Harry was in his room when someone knocked on the door. It was Malfoy. Another reason to not have a good day.

"Potter, you have a visitor. Outside."

"Really? You can't just bring them in?"

"Not this one. It's a Weasel."

So Harry went outside the common room entrance and who should be waiting for him but Ron Weasley.

Harry looked around for a few seconds. "Where's Granger? You two going to kidnap me again?"

"Yep," and with that, he grabbed his arm and yanked him to the Defense professor's office.

See? Déjà vu.

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"Professor! I've got Potter with me like you asked! Are we going to find my sister now?"

"Oh, um, right," Lockhart began, then stopped. "You actually got him before I could get out, eh? Hmmm, that's interesting. But no, I really don't know where your sister is. Sorry," he tried to give a winning smile.

Oh for the love of… "She's probably in the 2nd floor loo again. Same as last time," Harry said.

Weasley and Lockhart looked amazed at him. "You know?" Ron prompted.

"Sure."

"How could you know?"

"Oh, the holograms told me. They're insane, you know. They think they're ghosts. Not a bit of ectoplasm on any of them. Right, ghosts," Harry snorted.

For a second time that night, Harry found himself dragged to another part of the castle. See, Déjà vu, right? Only this time instead of Weasley and Granger dragging him, he had Weasley pointing his "wand" at the professor and him.

Knowing the Ollivander guy, Weasley's wand probably had a built-in lighter as well that could put his clothes on fire. He pointed that out to the professor who nodded that he understood. Finally, someone showed some common sense!

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After marching them both to the girl's bathroom, Ron looked at Harry and said, "So where is she?"

"Dunno. I've never been here before. I'm just glad it wasn't a bunch of stalls with chamber pots in here. That would have been in line with this looney bin."

"You could always ask the ghosts…" Ron started.

"Holograms," Harry corrected.

"Whatever. Ask them where she is."

"Sure. Why not? Hey, hologram-girl with the glasses and squeaky voice! Yeah, you! I see you over there! You see a girl here recently? Looks like Weasley!"

"Oh, sure. She went down the stairs in the middle of the room a little while back."

Stairs? Harry looked around and didn't see anything. Just a big circular sink. Harry looked around some more and then started thinking logically, which was a trait his inept classmates didn't have.

If he were some stairs… where would he be? Under the toilets? I don't think so. That just leaves the sink. He went back to the sink and noticed the lines of the carvings. Well, isn't that interesting…

"Hey, hologram! How do you get the stairs to show?"

Giggle. "Why, you hiss at it of course!" Then the dang hologram up and disappeared. Typical.

Hiss? Of course! "Of course!" Harry exclaimed. "It's voice activated! Like the holograms!"

"What?" That was Ron.

"Think! We're in a girl's bathroom to find some hidden stairs. No wonder no one else could find it; all the previous headmasters were too chicken to venture into the girl's loo. How insane is that?! Anyway, the stairs are under here. All we need to do it hiss at the sink for it to open."

"Hiss, hiss, hiss," Ron hissed in his best hissy voice.

"Hey, that was a little rude, don't you think," Harry shot back. "Just hiss at the sink, no need for calling names."

Ron blinked at Harry in confusion. "Look, why don't you try it," Ron hoped, keeping his wand still pointed at Lockhart.

"Fine." Harry got down on his knees and stared at the snake symbols on the sink.

"What are you doing?" Ron asked.

"Trying to get into character. If you do something, you might as well do it right."

"Can I quote you on that?" Lockhart inquired.

"Quiet! Let Potter work," Ron spat.

"Hissy, hiss, hiss, hissy," Harry hissy-ed.

The sink broke apart like Harry suspected it would and revealed some stairs. "There you go. Stairs. Now I'm going back to my room, and…"

"Down! Both of you go down!" Ron demanded, brandishing his wand.

Damn. Déjà vu. Harry was sure of it.

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I always thought it was a little weird no one could figure out that big sink covered a set of stairs.

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Steve2