Harry Potter characters react to the movies

The Deathday Party

This chapter is supposed to be called The Deathday Party but there is no Deathday Party in the movie. Oops-

Harry walks through the hallway.

Voice: Blood... I smell blood... Let me rip you... Let me kill you...

Lily Luna's eyes widened as she glanced at her father. "Is that the voice you were hearing, Dad?"

Harry nodded, his expression somber. "But I didn't hear it now! I heard it after the Deathday party!"

James Sirius perked up. "Nick's Deathday party!?"

"Yes!" Harry nodded. "Hold on, how do you know about it?"

James and Lily exchanged guilty glances, their faces a mix of curiosity and guilt.

"Uh...," James started, but trailed off.

Harry shook his head with a small, exasperated smile. "You two have been snooping again, haven't you?"

The kids grinned sheepishly, and the adults around them chuckled.

"Curiosity runs in the family, it seems," Hermione said with a knowing smile.

Harry puts his hand on the wall and follows the sound.

Voice: Kill... kill... kill...

"That voice gives me chills," Neville admitted, rubbing his arms.

"You're not alone," Luna said dreamily. "It's like a whisper from the shadows."

Hermione: Harry!

Harry: Did you hear it?

Ron: Hear what?

Harry: The voice

"I remember feeling so helpless," Harry said softly, his eyes reflecting the anxiety he felt back then.

Ron nodded. "We were just kids, trying to make sense of something way beyond us."

Hermione sighed. "We did what we could. And we got through it together."

Ron squeezed Hermione's hand. "And that's what matters."

Hermione: Voice? Which voice?

Harry: I heard it first in Lockhart's office and then again, just...

Voice: Kill... time...

Lily Jr. clutched Harry's arm tighter, her eyes wide with fear. "That's so creepy, Dad. I can't believe you had to deal with that."

Harry gave her a reassuring smile, though his own discomfort was evident. "It was terrifying, but we got through it."

James Sr. leaned back, shaking his head in disbelief shocked at how much his son had to face. "Hearing that voice and not knowing what it was... that must have been horrible."

Ron nodded in agreement, his face pale. "It was like living in a nightmare. We were always on edge, not knowing what would happen next."

Harry: It's moving. I think it's going to kill.

"It didn't really kill anyone except Myrtle," Ron said with a shrug.

Hermione shot him a sharp look and whispered-yelled, "Don't be so inconsiderate."

Ron frowned. "But she's not here!"

Hermione pointed discreetly to the corner where Myrtle was sobbing quietly. Ron's face went pale.