Granger DOING!"
freaked out.
"WHAT
ARE
YOU
John Potter smirked. "Accept the gift."
Granger took a step forward. "STOP IT!"
"Take it, or the book burns." He playfully jabbed the wand closer and closer to the book while grinning smugly.
Draco smirked. Oh, this was just too good to pass up.
"Take it, or the book burns." John Potter playfully jabbed the wand closer and closer to the book while grinning smugly.
Harry stared, wide-eyed, as John tried to blackmail Hermione into accepting the declaration of intent gift.
Tracey was slack jawed. "This is so, so dumb," she whispered.
He nodded.
And just then, Harry spotted something out of the corner of his eye. So focused was he on the show down in front of him that he hadn't noticed another figure, standing behind Hermione, almost completely hidden around the corner on the far side of the corridor.
Draco Malfoy.
His eyes narrowed.
Draco Malfoy preparing to take a pot shot at Hermione's back.
"STOP IT!" Hermione yelled almost in hysterics. "OR I"LL STOP YOU!"
"TRY IT!" John happily yelled.
And all hell broke loose.
Hermione cast a bright blue spell straight towards John. John shielded and cast one of his own back at her.
Malfoy chose that moment to cast a yellow spell that Harry now recognised as 'Maiden's shame' right at Hermione's back, which Harry managed to shield against by lifting a whole floor-stone right out of the floor behind Hermione and straight into the path of the spell, where it cracked and dropped back to the ground with an almighty smash, much to Malfoy's obvious surprise.
"MISTER POTTER!"
Harry froze.
John Potter froze.
Hermione froze.
Malfoy froze. They all instantly stopped moving, their wands all pointed which way, the ziz-zag corridor already a war zone of broken stone and scorched masonry.
Tracey was standing to the side, trying to look as innocent as possible.
Harry turned his head, and there, halfway down the corridor he and Tracey had just walked up, stood his long time pursuer, Albus Dumbledore. Damn.
"Detention, Mister Potter!"
He lowered his wand. "For John too?"
John scowled, apparently rather shocked by his twin standing right behind him.
"I only saw you, Mister Harry Potter. You will serve detention with me next week on Wednesday."
Harry gave Headmaster."
a
low
bow,
"Of
course,
"I still can't believe that man!" A week had passed and Hermione was pacing in the shrieking shack while Daphne watched and Harry levitated the large wall mirror. "You were only protecting me. You were the only one out of us four who wasn't attacking anyone, and he still singled you out! Gah!"
Daphne smirked. It was amazing just how much righteous indignation Hermione could hold onto about anything relating to Harry.
"Don't worry about it, Hermione." Harry walked with the mirror out of the shack, followed by the two girls, and hung it on the wall facing towards the forbidden forest and away from Hogsmeade. "I'll be fine. Focus more on the next task."
Hermione took a deep breath and nodded.
Daphne sat down on a chair she'd carried from the shack, and placed her crystal ball on the ground. She'd spent almost all of last week since Dumbledore had given Harry detention on the Eye of Kilrogg spell, and she was now starting to practise with the mirror seeing spell. But while the Eye of Kilrogg could pass through most wards, the mirror spell could be blocked by even the smallest and weakest magical barriers. The benefit was that while the Eye of Kilrogg had a very short range, the mirror seeing spell could extend as far as the seer's magic let it, rather like apparition.
The problem with this was that she could only practise the spell outside of the fidelius charm — something Harry had only reluctantly agreed to, especially when he wasn't there, like now when he had his detention with Dumbledore.
Harry stepped back from the mirror and turned to her and Hermione. "Right. Now, what are the rules?"
Hermione raised her hand, which made Daphne stifle a giggle.
"Yes, Hermione?"
"Always keep the cloak nearby, duck into the shack at the first sign of danger, and message you with our lightning bolt rings if we get in trouble."
"Right." Harry handed the invisibility cloak to Hermione. "I'll see you back in the common room. He then turned around, hit himself on the head with his wand, and became an outline against the background.
Hermione settled herself down cross-legged on the ground to read.
Daphne turned back to the mirror, raised her wand, and began to practise.
Dumbledore waited in the empty classroom. He'd chosen it specifically for tonight. It was large and gave the feeling of isolation to a student on their own. Also, the dais was raised and allowed the lecturer to look down on the students in the first few rows. It was the classroom he'd once held transfiguration in when he'd been a full time teacher.
There were many questions he hoped he'd get answered tonight. The door opened and a lone figure walked in.
He waited until his current focus of interest was a good two-thirds of the way down the seating steps before raising his head. "Good evening, Mister Potter."
"Headmaster." The boy's tone was neutral and respectful. His gaze giving neither challenge nor submission.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Ready to lose yourself in an epic tale? Download the full PDF now and start reading from page one!"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
https://fictiontopia.tiendup.com/