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Erasing The Future | ||||||
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Category: Alternate Universe, Post-HBP Characters:All, Harry/Ginny Genres: Action/Adventure, Angst, Fluff, General, Humor, Romance, Tragedy Warnings: Extreme Language, Mild Sexual Situations, Violence Rating: PG-13 Reviews: 545 Summary: Harry goes back in time to redo his Hogwarts years after losing the war, his family, and his wife, Ginny Potter, to Voldemort. Changes need to be made, but can all changes be good? Years 1-4 Hitcount: Story Total: 397033; Chapter Total: 10078 Awards: View Trophy Room Author's Notes: Another Chapter |
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Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Neville sat at the Gryffindor table eating breakfast and waiting for the owls to arrive. Harry thought that his broomstick should be getting here any day now and low and behold six owls came fluttering into the great hall carrying the Nimbus Two Thousand. Tied to it was a letter and he ripped it off, expecting to see Professor McGonagall’s hand writing. Instead he saw Sirius’s. Heya Harry, Congratulations on making the Quidditch team, your father would have been so proud. Inside this package is a NimbusTtwoTthousand. McGonagall has asked me to tell you not to open it up at the breakfast table. I say who cares, everyone will find out soon enough so go and open it up. By the way I suggest you write another letter to that lovely wife of yours. Ginny is upset a little that you didn’t tell her about making the Quidditch team. She’s starting to think that you are forgetting her. I of course told her that was impossible but I don’t quite think she believed me so write a letter will you? Anyway got to go and have fun. Win Gryffindor that Quidditch cup will you. Slytherin have won for so many years in a row now I heard. Lupin stopped by this week, he seems okay. Well the best he can be considering it was the week of the full moon. Every full moon I go out with him as Snuffles to keep him company. Although they say there is a new potion out called Wolfsbane. It’s supposed to let the werewolf be able to keep his mind. Have you heard of it? Does it work? Anyway other than that its been a bit boring without you around. Although I'm glad you’re not here to prank me. I still wake up thinking my buttocks are on fire. Anyway I hope you’re having a great time at Hogwarts. Nothing too bad happens this year right? I’ll send you another letter soon. Write to Ginny. Love Sirius Harry instantly kicked himself for forgetting to tell Ginny. It sounded like she was thinking that Harry would forget her. Harry instantly grabbed a spare parchment and quill and began writing a letter to Ginny. Ginny, Don’t ever think that I'm forgetting you. How could I ever forget someone like you? Bat bogey hex visit my dreams regally in order for me not to forget you. You’re my best friend along with my friends here. You’re very important to me. I would have told you about Quidditch but I got caught up on school work that I need to do. I would of eventually told you about it so please don’t be mad at me. I have Quidditch practise on Saturday, wish me luck. How are you anyway having fun? How are your plans for Romania coming along? I'm glad you get to see Charlie over Christmas. It’s the time you meant to spend with your family. Hope you have lots of fun and again I apologise for not telling you about Quidditch. Please forgive me. Harry. Harry gave the letter to Hedwig. “You don’t have to deliver it straight away alright. You can go up the Owlery for a bit before you take it to her okay.” Harry told Hedwig. Hedwig gave an affectionate nip on his ear. She let him tie the letter to her leg and she with the other owls that brought the broomstick flew out of the great hall. “Who was that letter to?” Neville asked. “Sirius, just to say thank you for the broom stick.” Harry lied. He didn’t want them to know that he was constantly writing to Ginny. Hermione was too suspicious for her own good and if she heard that he was writing to Ginny almost once every week then she’d be a nightmare. “What’s in the package?” Ron asked. “Nimbus Two Thousand.” Harry said. Ron and Neville just looked at him gobsmacked. “They’re meant to be the best broom out on the market!” Ron exclaimed. “Bloody hell Harry, you’ll wipe the Slytherins off the pitch with this!” “Well that is the plan.” Harry said smiling back. Hermione stopped reading her book and looked at the package. “Harry that is a broomstick.” “Never, where have you been Hermione.” Neville said with a smile. Hermione ignored Neville’s comment and turned to Harry. “You have to turn it in before you get in trouble. First years aren’t allow broomsticks you know that. I suggest you send it back to Sirius and tell him that.” Harry just looked at her gobsmacked. “Hermione I'm allowed this broom! What did you think I was going to play on with? I'm the Quidditch team for god’s sake. McGonagall was the one who wrote to Sirius to get it for me.” “Oh.” Hermione said looking down at her food. “Sorry.” “Don’t matter Hermione, you just didn’t want us in trouble that’s all. I assure you I'm allowed to have this.” Harry said now smiling at her. “Maybe I let you ride it later.” Hermione looked suddenly scared at the thought of flying on a broom. “Oh no Harry, you don’t have to do that. Don’t worry. I don’t need to ride it.” “But it’s so much fun Hermione.” Harry urged to her. “No, no, flying and Quidditch are for boys and stuff.” Hermione said picking up her book. “Yes that’s why all three chasers for the Gryffindor team are girls and Ginny can out fly any of her brothers. Including Charlie who was Gryffindor’s best seeker after my dad. Come to thing about it she could properly out fly me as well.” Harry said. “She can not.” said the twins together. They were sitting a little down the table but could still hear the conversation. Ron looked at Harry thinking hard. “Harry. Ginny can’t even fly. I've never seen her on a broom before. Let alone be able to out fly Charlie or you.” “Every night when everyone is in bed she sneaks down to the paddock and takes out a broom and practices flying for a couple of hours.” Harry explained. “Trust me when I say she can out fly any of you. She’ll join the Quidditch team for sure if I ever get her to try out for it. She doesn’t really like flying in front of everyone. She doesn’t even know that I know that she goes out at night to practise.” Ron and the twins just sat there gobsmacked for a while before the twins grew massive grins on their faces and burst out laughing. “Good one Harry.” Fred chuckled out in-between fits of laughter. “Yeah” George agreed “You nearly had us believing you for a second. So much for all no teasing Ginny huh. Wait till I tell her that you said that. Someone is going to be in trouble.” Ron’s face also turned into a smile as Fred and George went back to eating. “You had me scared for a minute there, mate. Don’t do anything like that again.” Ron said putting a bit of sausage in his mouth. Harry got very annoyed fairly quickly with this. “Don’t you tell her anything of the sort, George. If you do it would be a lie. I was not teasing her. I would never do that to her. Ginny can out fly any of you. And she’ll prove it to you as well if I can get her on a broom. The twins and Ron looked at Harry then went back eating there breakfast without saying a word. Harry got of the table and, with broomstick in hand, left the great hall. But no sooner had he left then Malfoy came out behind him. “Oi Potter.” Malfoy said. Harry turned to come face to face with the youngest Malfoy. “You’re in for it now Potter. That’s a broomstick!” “So people keep telling me.” Harry replied offhandedly. “First years aren’t allowed broomsticks Potter.” Malfoy said, his face gleaming with glee. “You’ll be expelled for sure this time.” “Ah Malfoy I'm very sorry to disappoint you but I don’t thing I’ll be leaving.” Harry said pretending to be very upset. “I like it here too much to leave.” “Professor, Professor. Potter’s been sent a broomstick.” Draco called to someone over Harry’s shoulder. Harry couldn’t see who it was because he had his back to the entrance of the great hall. Harry turned around to see McGonagall. “Professor, Professor.” Harry called “Malfoy isn’t as dumb as I thought he was!” “That was uncalled for Mr Potter. And Mr Malfoy,” McGonagall said “It was I who said he could have one.” Harry turned to look at Malfoy’s face drain of colour. “Mr Malfoy.” McGonagall said. “I suggest you leave to go to your common room where you belong.” Malfoy gave one pure look of loathing at Harry. “Mr Potter, I suggest you take that lovely new broomstick up to your common room. If you’ll excuse me I have some sixth year essays to mark before this evening.” With that she walked up the stairs and disappeared around the corner. Harry watched as Malfoy walked towards the dungeons before turning to walk up the stairs. Once he put the broomstick in one of his compartments in his trunk he left the Gryffindor tower and went for a walk. He didn’t need to be down to the Quidditch pitch for team practice until seven that evening. After about twenty minutes of walking alone around the castle he noticed a hidden room on the marauders map that he’d never been into before. It was about a ten minute walk from the Gryffindor tower and he turned the corner to notice the blank wall that hid that very room. He looked at the wall for a while before curiosity got the better of him and asked Hogwarts to open the room up. As he stepped in side the first thing he noticed was Estelle sleeping on a perch close to the window. ‘That’s where she got to’ Harry thought as he continued to look around the room. “Well, well, well. Hello stranger. You have finally decided to grace us with your presence have you?” Harry looked behind him to see Simon laid across a table in the far corner. “So you guys did come to Hogwarts then. I was wandering when you guys would turn up.” Harry said to Simon. “Us turn up? We’ve been here since the first of September mate.” Simon said “It’s us who’ve been waiting for you.” “Oh yes and how was I supposed to know that you were here.” Harry asked “Hogwarts is a big castle. Please explain to me how I would know you guys were in this specific room?” “You have the marauders map don’t you?” Simon asked “Yes it shows passageway’s and people.” Harry explained. “It doesn’t show animals.” “Oh.” Simon replied. “Our bad then Harry. How has your year been so far? Anything you want us to do or just stay out of trouble? “Like you could stay out of trouble if you even tried.” Harry said “Nah nothing much. Keep an eye on the third floor corridor, anything happens tell me. Apart from that, nothing much. You can stay in here if you wish as no one knows about it apart from the twins but I doubt that they would come in here.” Harry walked over to the window and the perch that Estelle was sleeping on. “Where did that come from?” Harry asked indicating the perch that Estelle was using. “If memory servers me correctly she just turned up with it two days ago. She used to stand on the window sill but apparently she was getting too cold so she decided to get the stand. Where she got it from she won’t tell me. Phoenixes are full of secrets Harry. You should beware of that.” Simon said. “Yes I know phoenixes hold secrets.” Harry said “Mostly they hold their owner’s secrets. They’re the most fascinating and I’ll say most magical animal alive. I'm surprised that a phoenix chose me as a companion. I didn’t have a phoenix last time around. Maybe this time it might make the war more in my favour.” All of a sudden Estelle brought her head up to look at Harry in the eyes. She stretched out her wings and then took off towards him and landed on his shoulder where she rubbed her head against his neck, singing the phoenix song. What was most surprising about it is that he understood the words of the song. It was almost like another language. Phoenix language Harry thought. “We have been worried Harry.” Estelle sang To say that Harry was shocked beyond belief was to put it mildly. Estelle just talked to him. “I can talk to phoenixes as well as snake now?” Harry said out loud. “Not all phoenixes Harry. Only to the one you are bonded to. I chose to bond to you as I noticed conflict inside you. Someone older than you looked. As I looked inside you more I saw what was to come and what you were trying to stop. I wanted to help in the best way I could. I would have spoken to you earlier if I could but the bonding between phoenixes and the person they decided to become their master takes time.” Estelle explained. Harry looked over to Simon and then back to Estelle. “Did you know of this Simon?” Harry asked him. “Know what Harry?” Simon asked. “You didn’t understand that Simon?” Harry asked. “Only you can understand me Harry.” Estelle said. “Really I mean this could be cool, really cool.” Harry replied in awe. “Quite right Harry, my friend.” Estelle said. “It’s very useful and it means that no one can overhear us also.” “Well they can overhear me.” Harry said. “If you speak out loud.” Estelle said. “Huh” Harry thought. “Finally caught on then?” Estelle said in his head again. “I thought you’d figure it out when I told you I read your memories. I thought you were meant to be the smart one Harry. That’s what masters are meant to be right? Estelle said in his head and he heard a chuckle as well. “Har har” Harry thought. “Well I thought so.” He heard her say. Shaking his head he settled down onto a comfy settee, waiting for three o’clock to come and his first Quidditch practise. Come five to three Harry sat waiting at the Quidditch pitch, broom in hand. Harry looked around to see if Wood was around yet but there was still no sign of him. Harry decided that he should get changed and went into the changing rooms. Inside he met the whole Quidditch team and Wood waiting for him. “Well Potter. Good to see you. Meet the Gryffindor Quidditch team.” Wood said. Wood was standing near the blackboard where Harry knew him to drone on for hours about new tactics. “As you obviously played Quidditch before I won’t go into boring details but I’ll tell you who is who and what position they play. You obviously already know the twins from growing up with them. They are the beaters. You got me as our keeper. You then got Katie Bell , she was reserve last year but I feel she’s good enough to come onto the team properly, Alicia Spinnet and Angelina Johnson. Them three are our star chasers and will give us a shot at the Quidditch cup this year and now we got you as seeker. According to Fred and George you’re pretty good.” Wood finished his speech. “Pretty good?” Fred said acting shocked. “He’s the best Oliver, is old Harry here.” George chimed in. “He beat Charlie this summer at Quidditch at our house. Never seen anyone fly like him before.” Fred said. Now everyone was looking at him. “I ain’t that good.” Harry replied to Fred and George’s comments. “Not that good!” Fred exclaimed. “You could join the England international team if you tried out for them you know.” George said. “Guys I'm eleven.” Harry said. He was really getting embarrassed right now. Of course he knew he was good but he didn’t thing he was good enough for England. He told them this and they just laughed it of. “Of course you are. The next Quidditch world cup in four years time. I’ll bet any money you will be playing in it.” Fred said. Harry just shook his head and sat down to listen to Wood’s team talk. After about an hour of talking and loads of different plays they finally managed to get out onto the pitch. This is what Harry was waiting for. He grabbed his broom and zoomed up into the air. “Harry” called out Wood from the ground. “I'm going to let the snitch out, try and catch it.” Harry saw a glimpse of the snitch before it whisked out of sight. He waited for five minutes before zooming of after it. He flew between his team mates looking for it. All of a sudden he saw a glimpse of gold near Katie’s ankle and went zooming after it. The snitch all of a sudden changed direction and headed straight down. He went into a spectacular dive. Fred noticing this and sent a bludger aiming straight at Harry. However Fred timed it wrong and instead of hitting Harry’s side, if both Harry and the bludger kept going at the same velocity it would hit him straight in the head. With some difficulty Harry stretched out and held his body as close to his Nimbus as possible and he attempted a sloth grip role. The bludger zoomed straight past him as he hung upside on his broomstick. Unfortunately Harry was still headed down into a dive and he crashed into the ground. All of a sudden he was surrounded by the rest of his team mates. “Harry are you alright?” Fred said a little shaky. Harry lifted himself into a sitting position before looking up at the team. “Bloody hell Fred. I know I'm sometimes annoying but hitting a bludger at my head.” Harry shook his head in fake disappointment. “Was that really necessary?” This caused the rest of the team to laugh out loud. “So you’re alright?” Angelina asked. “Never better.” Harry said. “Just next time try aiming somewhere where it wouldn’t do me permanent brain damage.” “Not that it would make much of a difference that.” George said smiling. Fred now joined in the laughter and soon all of the team was back in the air training as hard as ever. After a while Wood called for the end of the Quidditch practice as it was getting too dark to see anything. Harry thought he was scared for Harry. Wood was really shaking up when the bludger nearly hit him. “That Cup is ours this year mark my words.” Wood said as they trudged up to the castle. “That was some flying you did in practice Harry. Seen nothing like it here in Hogwarts. You could be better than Charlie if you put enough work into it. And I totally agree with Fred and George about England. Not right now but if you seriously train hard we’ll be seeing you in the international scene in a couple of year’s time after you’re finished at Hogwarts.” “I'm just concentrating on my school work at the moment Wood.” Harry said. “Yes but still you have some very raw talent mate. You’re definitely one to look for in the future.” Wood said. Harry walked along the corridor and towards the fat lady. He came to it and entered the password and he and Oliver walked into the Gryffindor common room. On Halloween morning Harry found himself alone down in the great hall eating breakfast. The hall had been decorated with pumpkins and bats to make people get into the holiday spirit. After a while Ron, Neville and Hermione joined him. Harry thought about today. It shouldn’t be too bad actually. Hermione was their friend this time around so no need for her to run off to the girls toilets tonight. Harry did need to tell Dumbledore though. He needed to know what was going to happen. So he made his way up to the teachers table. “Professor, can I speak to you in private sometime today sir?” Harry asked Dumbledore. “Of course Harry. How about this evening? Say seven o‘clock Harry. Just before the feast?” Dumbledore said looking at Harry. Harry shuffled his feet a little before continuing. “Err sorry sir but that won’t do. I need it to be at roughly around lunch time actually. It’s really important sir.” Dumbledore look at Harry with a questioning glance. “I have something on this lunch time Harry, are you sure it can’t wait?” “No sir, well you sir, I properly could tell you just before the feast but I would prefer to tell you it sooner sir.” Harry said. Dumbledore studied him a moment before nodding his head in agreement. “Very well Harry I will meet you in my office at lunch time.” Harry nodded and then left to go to charms. Not listening to what Dumbledore said next. Harry was sitting at the back of the room with Ron, Hermione and Neville. Harry was paired with Neville whilst Ron was paired with Hermione. Professor Flitwick was telling the class how to perform the spell properly. Harry wasn’t paying any attention. “Harry you’re not even listening.” Hermione said through greeted teeth from his right where she was sitting next to Ron. “No wonder you find it hard to do the spells if you don’t listen properly. “Hermione lay of him.” Ron said “We can’t all be a big know it all like you.” Harry and Neville turned to look at Ron as tears welled up in Hermione’s eyes. “Ronald Weasley I hate you!” she screamed out before running out of the classroom. Harry stood up and made to go after her but Neville stopped him. “Let her go mate, she probably needs sometime on her own.” He said. “But she needs us.” Harry said. “No Harry.” Neville countered. “She needs some time alone.” Harry turned to look at Ron who slumped back in his seat, scared of the look Harry was giving him. “If anything happens to her it will be on your head you got that?” Harry said through clench teeth. Ron slowly nodded then went back to his feather. “Everything okay boys?” Professor Flitwick asked from the front of the class. “Fine sir.” Harry replied. Harry took his seat and watched Ron and Neville go back to work on their feather whilst Harry’s thoughts wandered. Before Harry knew it double charms was finished and it was lunch time. But Hermione still hadn’t turned up. Harry slowly walked towards the stone gargoyle that hid Dumbledore’s chambers. When he came face to face with it he then realised that he didn’t know the password. So he just asked the gargoyle to move. It revealed a self spiralling staircase that once Harry stood upon took him to the door that belonged to the headmaster’s office. Harry knocked on the door and heard Dumbledore say “Enter” and Harry opened the door to come into the office. It was just as Harry remembered it. Fawkes’ stand in a corner and bits and bobs all over the place. It felt rather comforting to be back in here. “Well Harry sit down.” Dumbledore said indicating the chair opposite him. Harry sat down in the chair and looked up to see the headmaster’s face looking at him wandering and waiting. “It’s about this evening sir. Professor Quirrell makes his first attempt on the stone tonight.” Harry explained. “Ah yes but he fails?” Dumbledore asked. “Yes sir. Snape manages to head him off before he gets too far.” Harry said. A smile crossed Dumbledore’s face as this point. “I get the impression you don’t like Severus too much Harry? From what he told me from his first lesson and whilst watching you two interact over the past two months. Why is that Harry?” “I wish I could tell you Albus. But I'm afraid if I do it will change the timeline too much. Then me being from the future won’t help me at all and we will be in the same situation that we were in last time. And that is what got us all killed.” Harry said. He really did want to tell Dumbledore about Snape. But not right now. And what he said was true. If he changed too much then the advantage he had at the moment would be taken away from him. The unknown was what killed all of them last time. What killed Ginny last time. He would not let that happen again! “Very well Harry, back to tonight. If Quirrell tries to steal the stone this time, which you know very well that he won’t be able to succeed no matter what did stop him this evening then why do you need to see me? “Snape is the one that stops him this evening. But that’s not the point. The point is what he does to get the chance to steal the stone.” Harry explained. “Snape indeed.” Dumbledore said now smiling and a twinkle in his eye. “So what happens Harry. How does Quirrell get the chance to try at the stone?” Harry took a deep breath before telling Dumbledore. “He lets a troll into the school as a distraction.” Dumbledore reaction to this was expected. Rather then being relaxed his attitude changed completely. “This cannot happen Harry; I will not risk the lives of my students. No matter what the cause. You said at the beginning of the year no student gets hurt during this year from the result of letting Quirrell stay on with this job. Letting a troll into the school dispels this theory.” Dumbledore said now with a serious tone that Harry was used to him using when he was leader of the Order. “Dumbledore.” Harry explained “No one does. Quirrell comes in halfway through the feast saying about a troll in the dungeon. Every single student bar me, Ron and Hermione goes safely to the dormitories. The only reason me, Ron and Hermione weren’t was ‘cause of a tiff between Ron and Hermione and she wasn’t at the feast so she wouldn’t have known about the troll. This time around I will make sure Hermione is there tonight. No student will be hurt. We cannot let Voldemort suspect that we know things, that would be very bad Albus.” Dumbledore look to consider things for a bit then sighed. “You are the one from the future Harry so it is your decision what you change. Just be careful.” “I will Albus.” Harry replied. “I promise.” “Very well Harry.” Albus said looking at Harry in the eyes. “Thank you for informing me.” “Well you would be upset and disappointed if I didn’t.” Harry said. “Quite right Harry. Now I do have another thing that is on my mind.” Dumbledore said his twinkle in his eye brighter than Harry had ever seen it before. “May I ask how you got into my office when I know for a fact I didn’t tell you the password?” Harry’s throat went dry at this question. “Well… hmm… magic?” Harry tried and saw the twinkle grow even more brightly. “I do understand the need to keep some secrets Harry.” Dumbledore explained. “But I am concerned from what I am hearing from your teachers in the staff room. Professor Snape is declaring you a squib and you should be sent home.” “WHAT!” Harry shouted before bursting out in laughter. “Me a squib.” Harry squeezed out clutching his sides in fits of laughter. “Man if I didn’t hate Snape so much I would go congratulate him. I haven’t managed to laugh this hard in ages. And growing up the second time around with Fred and George as good as brothers then that’s saying something. “Indeed Harry. But I suggest you show maybe just a little bit of magic. Maybe just so that people don’t think that you’re a squib alright?” Dumbledore said. “Meh you might be right. I might manage to change a match stick into a needle next transfiguration class.” Harry said. “You still haven’t shown McGonagall you can do that?” Dumbledore said. “No wonder people are talking.” “Well at least you know I’m no a squib.” Harry replied shrugging “As long as that’s okay you won’t chuck me out right? “Yes, but I suggest you do some magic soon. Just to be on the safe side. The board of governors can overrule me and chuck you out if they see no evidence.” Dumbledore explained “And I'm sure you want to be here next year when that lovely wife of yours turns up.” Harry’s thought immediately went to Ginny and the events of next year. He wouldn’t risk not being there for her. No matter what he would be here next year. Although he hadn’t one hundred percent decided what to do about next year he was going to be there for her no matter what. “Harry my boy are you okay?” Dumbledore asked with concern. “What?” Harry said breaking out of his thoughts. “Yeah I'm fine Albus.” “Does something happen to Ginny next year?” Dumbledore asked concern again. “One year at a time remember Albus. One year at a time.” Harry replied. Dumbledore looked at Harry for a while before slowly nodding. “Okay Harry, is that it?” “Yeah Albus that is it. I’ll see you later.” Harry said before leaving the office, his thoughts still on Ginny. Harry walked towards the girls toilets. He was going to find Hermione. Harry walked towards the door when someone coughed behind. He turned around to see Professor Snape. “Potter, WHAT do you think you are doing?” Snape asked “That is a girl’s bathroom. Twenty points from Gryffindor and if ever catch you trying to being a perv again I will make sure you are expelled! Now get moving along.” Harry wasn’t paying much attention that afternoon. Events of what will happen this evening running through his mind causing him not to pay attention to the classes. Later that evening Harry tried again to get to Hermione but when he turned the corner he saw Snape standing beside the door. He obviously didn’t know Hermione was in there. Although, Harry thought, even if he did he’ll properly still act the same way. Harry would do anything to hex Snape into oblivion right now. Soon came the feast and Harry still hadn’t managed to get to Hermione. Harry sat poking at his food waiting for Quirrell. Why did Hermione have to be in that bathroom now? Was it fate that she had to be there? Harry didn’t know why. They were friends already. There was no need for her to be in there. Ten minutes latter Harry thought he might as well eat something and starting grabbing for some food when the doors to the great hall burst open and Professor Quirrell came running down between the aisles of the tables. “TROLL IN THE DUNGEON!” Quirrell screamed running towards the head table. “TROLL IN THE DUNGEON!” he screamed again reaching the teachers head table. “Thought you ought to know.” He said faintly before dropping to the floor. There was a sudden raise in the volume of noise in the great hall before Dumbledore let off a few bangs with his wand causing the whole hall to go quite. “PREFECTS! LEAD YOUR STUDENTS BACK TO YOUR HOUSES NOW. TEACHERS FOLLOW ME TO THE DUNGEONS.” Dumbledore roared. Percy immediately took control. “First years follow me. Stick together, stay close behind and follow orders. You’ll be safe if you follow my orders. Everyone out of the way, first year’s coming through. Out of the way please, excuse me I'm a prefect, out of the way please. “How did a troll get in?” Neville asked. “Don’t ask me, trolls are meant to be very stupid and dumb.” Ron said. “That’s my point!” Neville said “A troll couldn’t get in without someone helping it.” They left the great hall and went up two flights of stairs to the second floor corridor. They were just about to go up another set of stairs when Harry pulled Ron and Neville back. “What?” Ron asked. “Hermione! Ron.” Harry said “She doesn’t know about the troll. We need to go get her.” Ron and Neville shared a glance before nodding. Harry, Ron and Neville ran off in the opposite direction towards the girls bathroom. They ran all the way to the bathroom and rushed inside. Hermione looked out of the cubical with a look of shock to see them there. “What are you guys doing? This is a girl’s bathroom.” Hermione hissed. “Hermione.” Neville said. “There’s a troll in the castle, someone let it loose.” Ron continued. “We need to get out of here and to the common room.” Harry finished. He would let the teachers take care of the troll. Hermione started heading towards them then stopped dead in her tracks. Harry not really wanting to know why but suspecting it anyhow turned around to see the troll just coming into the bathroom. ‘Bugger’ Harry thought as the troll noticed the four of them. The troll lifted its club and made to swing it at them. All four of them ducked just in time and felt the club just miss there heads. The troll looked to get mad at this as he raised his club again and brought it down towards them. “Someone do something!” Hermione screamed. Harry not really caring of blowing his cover now reached for his wand to knock out the troll but before he could even go to reach for it he heard Ron scream “Wigardium leviosa” the club stopped moving downwards as Ron’s spell came to affect. The club remained level with the trolls head. Harry not waiting for the troll to recover flicked his wrist at the club without anyone noticing and it flew towards the troll hitting it on its head with full force knocking it out. The troll fell to the floor and landed within 5 inches of Harry. All four of them were quiet before they heard running and the doors to the bathroom burst open and Professors McGonagall, Snape, Quirrell and Dumbledore himself came into the bathroom. Quirrell looked at the troll and let out a whimper before sitting down next to it clutching his heart. “Is it... is it dead?” McGonagall asked him. “N-n-no. j-just knocked out.” Quirrell stammered. McGonagall the turned to the four of them her lips straight as Harry had ever seen them “What unearth were you lot doing! Why aren’t you in your dormitories? You’re lucky you’re not dead.” Harry looked over to see Ron and Neville looking down at the ground obviously very nervous and afraid they might be expelled. “Please Professor.” Hermione said quietly. “They were looking for me.” Harry felt pride in Hermione at that point. “Miss Granger?” Dumbledore asked quietly. “I went looking for the troll. I read about them and I thought I could deal with it on my own. If they hadn’t come to find me… I would properly be dead. Ron managed to levitate its club and knock it out before it did us any harm.” Harry felt a weight lift of his chest. They thought Ron sent the club towards the troll. Harry didn’t want his wandless abilities becoming public knowledge. They would get suspicious. “Well in that case…” McGonagall started. “Miss Granger I am very disappointed in you. Five points will be deducted from Gryffindor. If you’re not hurt please return to Gryffindor tower. The remainder of the feast is finishing in the houses.” Hermione looked at the others then left the bathroom. McGonagall turned to Ron, Neville and Harry. Harry found it really difficult not to smile but managed not to give anything away. “Well I got to say Mr Weasley not many people could take on a fully grown mountain troll and live to tell the tale of it. Ten points to you Mr Weasley for keeping a cool head and for sheer dumb luck. Mr Potter, Mr Longbottom. Five points each for putting the care and well being of another student before your own. All three of you are great friends towards Hermione. Now run along.” The three of them left the bathroom not without Harry noticing the bloody leg of Professor Snape. They sighed in relief from getting away from the smell of the troll and in no time they were in front of the fat lady. “Pig Snout” said Harry and the portrait opened to see a worried looking Hermione. “Are you guys okay?” Hermione asked. “Sure we’re fine.” Neville said “Are you okay?” “Yeah thanks to you three. And you Ron.” She said before pulling them into a hug. “Not a problem Hermione.” Ron said rather awkward. “Look I'm sorry about what I said earlier. I didn’t mean it. I just got frustrated that I couldn’t get the spell right.” “Oh you’re forgiven Ron.” Hermione said with a smile on her face. “I mean you just knocked out a troll for me. Thank you all of you.” She said nodding towards Harry and Neville. “We didn’t do anything Hermione.” Harry said. “If it weren’t for you Harry we wouldn’t even have gone after Hermione.” Neville said. “I’m the one who really didn’t do anything.” He said. “Nonsense.” Hermione said “All three of you came for me in risk of your own lives. Thank you.” Neville, Ron and Harry just smiled at her then the four of them went off to get some food. |
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