The Turn Of Events (Harry Potter)

4.21(Drama)

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Comments- 200+

(There you all go again...😈😈😆, I know the vote target is increased, but it took a lot of time to write this chapter and trust me this chapter is gonna be my fav now, just read you'll get to know, and yeahhh so please try to vote and comment) 

(You'll start cursing Harry less now 😚😚)

"Maybe learning to forget was the lesson all along" 
- Idk what tf I wrote...

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THIRD PERSON POV

The mermaid in the painting in the prefects' bathroom was laughing. Harry was bobbing like a cork in bubbly water next to herrock, while she held his Firebolt over his head."Come and get it!" she giggled maliciously. "Come on, jump!"

"Wait, what's happening?" James asked sitting at the edge of his seat in nervousness. 

"I can't," Harry panted, snatching at the Firebolt, and struggling not to sink. "Give it to me!"But she just poked him painfully in the side with the end of the broomstick, laughing at him.

"That hurts — get off — ouch —"

"Harry F*cking Potter, wake up this instant"

"Is he dreaming?" Lily asked baffled. 

"Stop poking me —"

"I am gonna stab you if you don't wake up this instant"

"Seems like so" Briony replied looking at the book with wide eyes. 

Harry opened his eyes. He was still in the library; the Invisibility Cloak had slipped off his head as he'd slept, and the side of his face was stuck to the pages of Where There's a Wand, There's a Way.He sat up, straightening his glasses, blinking in the bright daylight.

The first thing he saw was Adalyn glaring at him with her arms crossed. Now what does she want? "Bloody hell, you sleep like a log" He heard someone said behind him.

"What happened?" He asked getting up from his seat and turning to face Ron who looked panicked.

"The second task starts in ten minutes, and you-"

"Ten minutes?" Harry croaked. "Ten — ten minutes?"He looked down at his watch. He was right. It was twenty past nine. A large, dead weight seemed to fall through Harry's chest into his stomach.

"Why didn't you wake-"

"What do you think we were trying for the past half an hour. Why are you here in the first place? You should have been in your dorm. We were searching the whole castle in six bloody morning, thanks to you the map is also not here" Adalyn snapped, her glare still fixed at him.

Harry just turned around and matched her glare, "Can you not shout in my ears the first thing in the morning. I still haven't found a way to breath under water, what do you think I was supposed to do? Sleep peacefully?" He asked as the girl now turned her glare to ron who shifted nervously under her stare.