Disclaimer: I own nothing except for my OC Bailey and the changes she makes to the storyline plot her presence creates to various readers amusement everywhere across the globe.
A Dog's Purpose Is Strange Magic Chapter 31
The Halloween Feast started all fun and games in the Great Hall. Everyone from the students, ghosts, and teachers was having a grand time enjoying the various festivities in spades.
None more so than the good time Bailey is having. She's even made her own game.
Pulling the cuteness card Bailey has students tossing her food expecting her to catch it after they throw it high in the air. Students of all ages were laughing and pointing in her direction having a grand time. Fang tried to join in on the fun with her, but Bailey quickly shut the door on that idea. She scared him so badly that he resorted to hiding under the head table quivering in his fur.
Unfortunately, there's one person who's not enjoying the festivities like the rest of them. Hermione is missing from the feast. Harry and Ron overheard Parvati Patail telling her friend Lavender that Hermione was bawling her eyes out in the girl's bathroom and wanted to be left alone to her own devices. Even an idiot would know that what Ron had carelessly said about her is the blame for this, leaving the poor girl deeply bereaved. Didn't stop him from stuffing his face with tasty food though.
All was well…until Professor Quirrell came barging in through the doors shrieking at the top of his lungs.
Such a nice relaxing evening was ruined by this maniac.
Go figure.
Sprinting into the hall, terror etched on his face, Professor Quirrel hollered "Troll in the dungeons! Troll in the dungeons!" He stopped once he reached the dais and high table. "Thought you ought to know."
Professor Quirrel then dropped in a dead faint.
Pandemonium erupts in a fierce uproar.
The majority of students scream and make a break for the doors.
Bailey is alarmed but remains composed in the sudden noise. There's a heavy fear scent in the room and knows danger is near.
"Silence," boomed Professor Dumbledore.
All stilled and there was silence.
"Everyone will please not panic," said Professor Dumbledore, calmly. "Prefects, lead your Houses back to the dormitories immediately! Teachers will follow me to the dungeons!"
Order restored the Prefects proceeded to do their jobs.
Percy is no exception to this, completely in his element.
"Gryffindors, keep up, please, and stay alert," said Percy, at the head of their batch.
As the students are being escorted to safety many of them are debating on whether or not Peeves is the one responsible for letting the troll into the castle as a sick joke.
If this is Peeves doing then he's going to get his leg bitten off by Bailey the second she gets her paws on him. It would be her pleasure.
Suddenly Harry screeches to a stop grabbing onto Ron's arm.
"What," said Ron, agitated.
"Hermione! She doesn't know," stated Harry, taking off at a run with Bailey.
Ron has no choice but to follow at their heels.
"Bailey, find Hermione," said Harry.
Bailey barks her nose skimming the floor. Harry's fingers are locked on her harness as she leads them to the girl's lavatory that was overheard to them.
The trio is almost there until the bane of this evening stepped in their path.
Bailey sensed the troll first.
She skids on the pads of her paws, tail bristling at the tip along with her back and shoulder blades. A low growl rumbles from her muzzle as she feels her hackles instinctively rise.
Harry and Ron soon catch on.
The foul stench reaching their nostrils is a dead giveaway. A mixture of old socks and the kind of public toilet no one seems to want to clean. Phew! And Bailey thought Dudley's room smelt bad. Bailey releases a whine pawing her nose in an attempt to stifle the ranking smell. If it's so nauseating to them then it's a hundred times worse for her. Then came the low grunting and shuffling footfalls of ginormous feet. At the end of the passageway, a monster was spotted walking into a room.
"Looks like the troll has left the dungeon," surmised Ron.
"It's going into the girl's bathroom," whispered Harry, squinting his eyes behind the glasses. "The keys in the lock. We could lock it in."
"Good idea," said Ron, nervously.
Bailey snorted shaking her head in refusal. Underneath the troll's foul odor, Hermione's scent was strong. She's in that lavatory.
But the boys took no notice of her.
Harry sprang into action. He grabbed the key, slammed the door, and locked it. The boys pumped their arms silently in victory while Bailey slapped a paw over her eyes shaking her head. As the boys went to walk away to find a teacher Bailey dug her backend into the floor anchoring there. Harry tried to tug her along, but she won't budge.
"What's the matter, girl," said Harry, perplexed.
A high and petrified scream is their answer.
"Hermione," screamed Harry and Ron together.
Yeah, now the idiots get it.
Honestly, it's like Bailey has to do everything herself!
Authors Note:
Hope you all like this one! I certainly did while writing it! ;D