Our little secret

Chapter 35

A/N: At the second ||| there's a heated scene. No smut but heated I guess...? Just yeah. If you want to skip you can. That's your warning I guess... So yea have fun

Ophelia took a sip of her pumpkin juice "HARRY! OPHELIA!" Neville shouted as he ran to Harry Ophelia, Hermione, and Ron in the Great Hall, people looking at him as he ran to their table. Neville sat at the opposite side of the table "I. . . .I fou-. . . . I found a place for the. . . .the group" he said out of breath "You what" Harry said taking a bite of his bread "He said he's found a place for the resistance" Ophelia said already getting up. Ron swallowed his chicken quickly and stood up, Harry and Hemione followed "Ok Neville, lead the way"

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A wall, Neville had led them to a wall "Seriously Neville you just wasted my time" Harry said already starting to walk away "No no. It's the room of requirement it is a room that a person can only enter when they have real need of it. Sometimes it is there, and sometimes it is not, but when it appears, it is always equipped for the seeker's needs." "So say you really needed a toilet" "Yes Ron, I think that's the point," Ophelia said rolling her eyes

Ophelia closed her eyes tight Ron had screwed up his eyes in concentration, Hermione was whispering something under her breath, Harry's fists were clenched as he stared ahead of him. 

We need somewhere to learn to fight. . . . Ophelia thought. Just give us a place to practice . . . somewhere they can't find us . . .

"Ophelia," said Hermione sharply, as they wheeled around after their third walk past. A highly polished door had appeared in the wall. Ron was staring at it, looking slightly wary. 

Harry reached out, seized the brass handle, pulled open the door, and led the way into a spacious room lit with flickering torches like those that illuminated the dungeons eight floors below. The walls were lined with wooden bookcases, and instead of chairs, there were large silk cushions on the floor. A set of shelves at the far end of the room carried a range of instruments such as Sneakoscopes, Secrecy Sensors, and a large, cracked Foe-Glass that Ophelia was sure had hung, the previous year, in the fake Moody's office." These will be good when we're practicing Stunning," said Ron enthusiastically, prodding one of the cushions with his foot." And just look at these books!" said Hermione excitedly, running a finger along the spines of the large leather-bound tomes. "A Compendium of Common Curses and Their Counter-Actions . . . The Dark Arts Outsmarted . . . Self-Defensive Spellwork . . . wow . . ." She looked around at Ophelia, her face glowing, and she saw that the presence of hundreds of books had finally convinced Hermione that what they were doing was right. "Neville, this is wonderful, there's everything we need here!"  Ophelia said looking around. And without further ado, Hermione slid Jinxes for the Jinxed from its shelf, sank onto the nearest cushion, and began to read. There was a gentle knock on the door. Ophelia looked around; Ginny, Alexander, Lavender, Parvati, and Dean had arrived."Whoa," said Dean, staring around, impressed. "Though I'd round everyone up for you," Neville said looking at the people walking through the door "What is this place?" Harry began to explain, but before he had finished more people had arrived, and he had to start all over again. By the time eight o'clock arrived, every cushion was occupied. Ophelia moved across to the door and turned the key protruding from the lock; it clicked in a satisfyingly loud way and everybody fell silent, looking at her. Hermione carefully marked her page of Jinxes for the Jinxed and set the book aside.

"Well," said Ophelia, slightly nervously. "This is the place we've found for practices, and you've — er — obviously found it okay —" "It's fantastic!" said Cho, and several people murmured their agreement." It's bizarre," said Fred, frowning around at it. "We once hid from Filch in here, remember, George? But it was just a broom cupboard then. . . ." "Hey, Ophelia, what's this stuff?" asked Dean from the rear of the room, indicating the Sneakoscopes and the Foe-Glass."Dark Detectors," said Harry, stepping between the cushions to reach them. "Basically they all show when Dark wizards or enemies are around, but you don't want to rely on them too much, they can be fooled. . . ." Ophelia added. She gazed for a moment into the cracked Foe-Glass; shadowy figures were moving around inside it, though none was recognizable. She turned her back on it. "Well, I've been thinking about the sort of stuff we ought to do first and — er —" She noticed a raised hand. "What, Hermione?" "I think we ought to elect a leader," said Hermione." Harry's leader," said Cho at once, looking at Hermione as though she were mad "Ophelia's the leader" another voice came from behind. The room erupted with murmurs. The twins looked at each other with horrified faces and back at the crowd.