"Stop moving!" I shouted at the two boys who were thrashing against the vines.
"Listen to Maggy! This is Devil's Snare!" Hermione ordered in agreeance.
"Oh, I'm so glad we know what it's called, that's a great help," snarled Ron, leaning back, trying to stop the plant from curling around his neck.
"Shut up, I'm trying to remember how to kill it!" said Hermione.
"Well, hurry up, I can't breathe!" Harry gasped, wrestling with it as it curled around his chest.
I tried to think about what Professor Sprout said about Devil's Snare, and I could see that Hermione was also trying to think, while the two boys were busy grumbling. They would probably be in so much trouble without me and Hermione.
"Sprout said the plant likes the dark and damp, but how would we," I began.
"There's no wood to make a fire," Hermione pointed out.
"HAVE YOU GONE MAD?" Ron bellowed. "ARE YOU A WITCH OR NOT?"
Shocked that both Hermione and I forgot, I took my wand out and muttered, "incendio" and out of my wand fire was blasted. Soon enough, the vines shriveled away and unraveled, giving enough room for us to escape its grasp. I fell on the floor and Ron offered a hand, which I gladly took.
"Easy there Maggy" Ron said.
"Lucky you both actually pay attention in Herbology," Harry said as he wiped the sweat off his face, "this way guys,".
We moved down a stone passageway that was sloped downward, with water gently dripping down the walls. There was a soft sound in the distance that sounded almost like rustling.
"Can you hear something?" Ron whispered.
"Do you think it's a ghost?" Harry
"I don't know . . . sounds like wings to me." Maggy
"There's light ahead — I can see something moving."Hermione
We trudged down the murky, dark path until we came across a giant chamber with an enormously high ceiling. The room was lit so we could all finally see each other clearly, as well as some interesting looking birds. It looked as if we needed to get past the birds in order to move to the door on the other side of the chamber.
"The birds don't look vicious Harry, we could probably walk to the door," I said.
"There has to be a catch though," Hermione said, pushing a curl out of her face, the wheels in her head clearly turning.
"Who knows, I bet Binns enchanted them to attack if you don't know your Goblin Wars," Ron attempted to joke.
Hermione shot him a look.
Harry braced himself and carefully moved to the other side of the room. The birds kept to themselves and when he tried to open the door, it wouldn't budge. Hermione, Ron, and I quickly followed trying Alohomora and any other spells or tricks, but none worked. I turned away and sighed in frustration as one of the birds whizzed past my head. I could've sworn it looked shiny.
"Do birds normally shine and sparkle?" I sarcastically asked.
Harry went to take a deeper look.
"They're not birds!" Harry said suddenly. "They're keys! Winged keys — look carefully. So that must mean . . ." he looked around the chamber while the other two squinted up at the flock of keys. ". . . yes — look! Broomsticks! We've got to catch the key to the door!"
"But there are hundreds of them!" Ron examined the lock on the door. "We're looking for a big, old-fashioned one — probably silver, like the handle."
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If You Could Be Anywhere (a Draco Malfoy fanfic)
Fanfiction"If you could be anywhere, where would you be?"-Tom Felton Maggy Roberts always dreamed of being in Hogwarts and sorted into Slytherin. When she goes, however, she realizes that maybe Slytherin wasn't what she initially expected. Will she side with...
