Chapter 15:
"What's going on here?" I heard Filch say angrily. He moved to the front of the pack and saw me and Harry by the wall. "You..." He started than he noticed his cat. "Mrs. Norris. You killed my cat. I could kill ya! I'm gonna kill ya!" He started shouting us, causing me and Harry to start backing up until we bumped into Hermione and Ron. "Argus!" Dumbledore yelled making me jump in fright when I saw Dumbledore walking into the middle with the rest of the teachers. He saw the writing on the wall and the cat, he went and grabbed the cat, then looking at the four of us said, "You four come with me. Mr. Filch you too please." Then louder he spoke to the whole school, "Everyone please make there way back to the common rooms. Do not dawdle, on you go."
We followed Dumbledore to Professor Lockharts office since he offered to let us go there. All of four us stood around waiting nervously as Dumbledore was examining the cat. I tried to drown Lockhart out as he was talking about how he could of stopped the person from killing the cat, and talking about the many stories and times he had. Finally Dumbledore spoke up and said, "She's not dead Argus." Filch looked up from his hands since he had been crying before and said, "Look at her! She's all stiff and still!" "She's only been Petrified. She can be cured, Mrs. Sprout has some nice mandrakes coming along, and then a potion can be made to bring her back." Dumbledore said calmly to Filch. "Now how she has been Petrified I cannot say." "Ask them! They know, because they did it!" Filch screeched pointing at us. I was about to speak when Harry nudged me to stop.
"This is work of dark magic Argus, nothing two second years could have managed to pull off." Dumbledore said patiently. "No, I know they did it. He knows- he knows I'm a squib!" Filch continues sputtering. "I didn't do it! And I don't even know what a squib is." Harry said defensively. I just pinched him lightly, why can he talk but I can't I thought rolling my eyes. Harry protected me over every little thing sometimes.
Suddenly Snape spoke up saying, "If I may headmaster, but perhaps they were just in the wrong place at the wrong time. But I don't recall seeing you three at the feast tonight." He ended pointing at Harry, Hermione, and Ron. I sighed quietly, of course he would find a way to not blame me in this event. "Well, we were at the death day party Nearly Headless Nick, and then we left and were walking back when-" Harry said but then stopped realizing why they had stopped walking back to the feast.
"When what?" Snape said smiling evilly. "When Harry said he wasn't hungry." Hermione finished. "I met them on the way walking to the common room since the feast had already finished when we found the writings on the wall and Mrs. Norris." I explained. "Innocent until proven guilty Severus." Dumbledore said cheerfully. "My cats been petrified I wanna see some punishment!" Filch screeched. "She will be able to be healed, Filch. Mrs. Sprouts has some nice mandrakes growing and a potion will be made for Mrs. Norris." Dumbledore said calmly. "Oh I can make the potion I've made it a dozen times." Gilderoy said bragging. "I think since I'm the potions teacher here, I will make the potion." Snape said coldly glaring at Professor Lockhart. "You may go." Dumbledore said to the four of us. We quickly got out before things between Lockhart and Snape got worse.
"Do you think I should have told them about the voices we heard?" Asked Harry when we got back to the common room. "No, Harry even in the wizarding world hearing voices isn't a good thing." Hermione said. "What is a squib?" I asked remembering what Filch had called himself when accusing Harry of petrifying the cat. Ron laughed, "Well it's not really funny but since it's Filch it kinda is." I rolled my eyes and looked at Hermione. "It's somebody who was born from a magic family, but doesn't have any magical powers, or very little." Hermione explained. "Oh." I said.
Later that night, while we are doing homework, Fred and George came jostling through the portrait laughing at some unknown joke. Suddenly everything got quiet when George saw me, but I refused to look at him. "Well this isn't awkward." Mumbled Fred. "I'm outta here. Night." He said waving heading up to the dormitory. "Night." George muttered to everyone glancing at me one more time, but I wouldn't look at him so he just continued walking.