ÍROAS
It was such a good morning when I woke up the next day. I am covered by my smooth and soft silky blanket, caressing my skin with such desirable warmness. The smell of freshly baked pastries and hot chocolate are running through my nostrils, and my heart is pumping in joy which I still haven't contemplated yet if it is mostly because I am finally a registered Animagus or maybe because the assurance Hecate had given me to solve my drowning problem. Nonetheless, my day started with such greatness I felt like there's nothing that could change it... I hope.
Harry, Ron, and I met Hermione down in the common room right after cleaning ourselves. Me wearing a plain turquoise blue sweatshirt and black pants. Today is the day of executing our plan of spilling the truth out from Malfoy. And I'm proud to say that Hermione and I finished the Polyjuice Potion with flying colors. It's quite a brag actually since the potion is such an advanced level even I had a hard time doing.
True to her (Ms. Bones) words, Daily Prophet published about the newly recorded Animagi and there was no single trace that would point at our identity. And thanks to Hecate and whoever Greek Gods watching me for this fortunate time, I wouldn't have to endure everyone's gossip about this matter because most of the students are in their respectives houses now.
"Blimey! You two are famous!" commented Ron while his face is buried in the rather large paper. I rolled my eyes and snatched away the newspaper from his hands, "We're not, okay? And I'd like to stay that way." Hermione hummed in agreement while sipping a spoonful of soup.
-'THE ODDITY OF BEING ANIMAGUS' as I reread the headlines. The words almost took half the space of the frontpage. Instead of our faces, it was the moving image of Ms. Bones attached underneath the words. Being interviewed, her face still has this enthusiasm that I saw in her yesterday. With continuous flashes of camera lights. – "Over the past centuries, there were only seven amongst the highly disputed number of witches and wizards who attempted to be Animagus who achieved this incredible milestone. But yesterday, as was reported by Ms. Amelia Bones, the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement and the Person-in-charge of Animagus Registration, there were indeed another two. You read it right, folks! There was in fact another witch and wizard who conquered the impossible. But Ms. Bones refuses to apprise us with the information as was requested by the newly registered Animagi. Or at least, according to her. But the million galleon question is, Who are these two people? What is their purpose to want their identities kept hidden? Do they really just want to walk in silence or there's more to it than we anticipated? Stay tuned for this another conspicuous mystery."
Below in the corner is the name of the reporter, written in all caps - BY RITA SKEETER.
"I don't like her." Hermione said plainly. I look at her.
"Neither do I."
Later on, Harry and Ron got their 'Piece of person they're turning into' ingredient to finalized the potion; it was from Crabbe and Goyle, by taking a strand of their hairs while they were in a deep sleep because of the muffins they ate, which by the way they just randomly found outside the Great Hall, floating... like it was the most unsuspicious thing for them. Blah blah blah. You got the story, anyways...
It's time. Ron, Hermione, and Harry mixed the hairs to the potion, now in their mugs, and drank the grossy looking substance. And just as I expected, the moment their lips touched the potion, their tongue went numb immediately. Not having any taste for the sluggish green substance they drank.
"Eukkk!!! Even though I couldn't taste it, it still grosses me out." Ron explained while giving off this face like he was about to puke. The two boys immediately changed appearances, I mean literally. Ron as Vincent Crabbe. A slytherin boy with fat physique and thick neck; an arms like gorilla, flat nose, and a pudding bowl hairstyle. Harry as Gregory Goyle. Another slytherin student, and a follower of Malfoy, like Crabbe. Another boy with a fat physique, but not as how Crabbe looks like. With a face that looks as though ready to take a fight to anyone.
YOU ARE READING
The Cursed Soul
FanfictionChronicles of Íroas - A Percy Jackson and Harry Potter Crossover : BOOK 2 ***** Now that Iro has discovered the existence of the Magic Goddess; And her relation to the enigmas and this so-called rebirth, he thought his life would finally lead onto s...