Finally ; Harry Potter [1]

Chapter 23

Harry landed on a dusty, wooden floor with an oomph. Hermione came tumbling after with a scream, landing right on top of Harry. Harry let out a slight groan.

"Thanks." Hermione said, sheepishly.

"Don't mention it." Harry groaned as he stood up, sweeping dirt off his clothes.

Suddenly, another figure came flying down into the mysterious room, knocking Harry off his feet, once again. Robyn had her hands each side of Harry's face, stopping her from closing the already close proximity. Harry stared back at her in shock, his green eye's gleaming with regret. They both lay on the ground. Again.

"Sorry." Robyn muttered, her cheek's heating up and her neck burning. Harry could tell the apology was for more then just the reason she had fell on him. It was an apology for the argument, though Harry could tell she was still mad. He could see the fire in her hazel eyes, burning brighter then the sun. It made them look gold.

The tension was thick.

Unmoving, Harry and Robyn stared at eachother. Harry wanted to apologise but could not find the right words too say.

Robyn felt her stomach twist and turn as her vision was took over by glowing green eyes. She felt like she could stare at them forever. They were so enticing.

Robyn's mind wandered and thought about how Harry's whole being was enticing, not just his eyes. Shocked and slightly scared of the thoughts now echoing in her mind, Robyn snapped out of her trance and rolled off Harry, who by the sudden movement seemed to be brought back to the present aswell. Robyn cleared her throat, her face feeling even hotter.

How could I even think that? Harry is my best friend. Or was my best friend, I should not be thinking like that. What is wrong with you, Robyn?!

Robyn scolded herself mentally, her face reddening even more at the thought of her even thinking that.

Hermione stood aside, her face a mixture of amusement, irritation and fear. Her face was pale and frantic and her hair even more untamed then usual. Robyn hated to think how she looked.

Harry stood, his hand reaching into the back pocket of his jeans and pulling out his wand. "Lumos."

The darkness cowered away at the sudden blinding white light that emitted at the end of Harry's wand.

A yell was heard and Robyn was reminded that Ron was hurt and possibly being killed by a gigantic black dog. The death omen.

Robyn wanted to hit herself for forgetting the danger her red headed friend was in. All because of Harry. Robyn scowled. Was her mind out to get her today or something?

Well it chose a great day to act weird.

Robyn thought bitterly and sarcastically.

The light of Harry's wand shone, showing a long snaking tunnel.

"Where do you suppose this goes?" Hermione quivered.

"I have a hunch. I just hope I'm wrong..."

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The trio reached the end of the twisting tunnel. After ducking under several roots, they came to a dead end.

Harry looked around in confusion. But as he looked up he saw a small opening. He climbed up, pulling his lanky figure on to yet another dusty surface.

He pulled Hermione up first and then a flustered Robyn.

"We're in the Shrieking Shack, aren't we?" Hermione spoke, more to Harry. Harry didn't answer, he just looked around.