Silent Love (Harry Potter Love Story)

Chapter 30

Today is the Hogsmeade visit. Harry still doesn’t get any permission to go to Hogsmeade. So, it means just gonna be Hermione, Ron, and I.
“Hey, where we go first?” I ask since it’s my first time in here.
 
“Why you ask me?” Ron asks.
 
“Since it’s my first time,” I say
 
“Let’s go to buy a new parchament. I need new one,” Hermione says and we follow her.
 
In the store, we get some new parchament, Ron basically just stares around known the fact that he doesn’t want to be here.
 
“Hey, how about we go to the shrinking shack now?” Ron asks.
 
“You two go ahead, I want to go to Honeydukes first,” I say.
 
“Ok,” Hermione says and walks away with Ron.
 
At Honeydukes, I figure out what I wanna buy when suddenly I see some candy flying around by itself. And that just mean one thing..
 
“Harry!” I say.
 
Harry get out from his cloak
 
“How do you know it was me?” Harry asks.
 
“Because I don’t know anyone that git invisibility cloak,” I smile at  him. “What are you doing here? You’re not suppose to be here. How’d you get here?”
 
“The Marauders Map,” Harry says
 
“What map now?” I ask confusedly.
 
“Marauders Map. It’s basically a Hogwarts map that give any information of anyone in Hogwarts,” Harry says.
 
“That’s cool,” I say. “How you get it?”
 
“Fred and George,” Harry says.
 
“That’s explain why they know the castle as good as Filch.” I say
 
“You want to join me in the invisibility cloak?” Harry asks.
 
“Sure, why not?” I smile at him.
 
“Where’s Ron and Hermione?” Harry asks.
 
“The Shrinking Shack. We should go there,” I say again.
 
“Let’s go!” Harry says.
We walk into the shrinking shack and see the least of people that I want to see in this whole wide world. Draco Malfoy.
 
“Well, well, look who’s here. You two shopping for your dream home? Seems a bit grand for you, Weasel-Bee. Don’t your family all sleep in one room?” Malfoy says.
 
“Shut up Malfoy,” says Ron
 
Malfoy clucks his tongue. “Now, that’s not very friendly. Boys, I think we’re going to have to teach Weasel Bee to respect his superiors,” says Malfoy.
 
Hermione chuckles. “Hope you don’t mean yourself.”
 
Malfoy’s eyes shift, regard Hermione with disgust. “How dare you speak to me, you filthy little mud blood.”
 
“Ready for some show?” Harry whispers at me.
 
“Bring it on Potter!” I smirk at him.
 
Then, Harry and I start to throw snow ball at Malfoy.
 
“Who did that?” Malfoy glances about in confusion. We throw it again. Hermione and Ron glance about uneasily.
 
“Well, don’t just stand there!” says Malfoy. Then, Crabbe and Goyle start for Ron and Hermione when  Harry and I start to pick up their head and they fall headfirst into the snow. Malfoy begins to back away fearfully, eyeing the mist..
 
“Wait a minute, there’s something out here, aaaahhhh!” Malfoy screams because we pull his pants and he runs away follow by Crabbe and Goyle.
 
We run into Ron and Hermione, Harry starts to playing with Hermione’s hair.
 
“Harry?” Hermione laughs. The invisibility cloak drops. Sure enough. Harry and I grin.
 
“That was not, bloody hell, harry! Fanny!” Ron still looks shocked.
 
We walk through the swirling snow. Harry’s donned Hermione’s scarf, Ron’s hat, and my gloves to disguise himself as Harry told them about Marauder’s Map.
 
“Those weasels! Never told me about any Marauder’s Map!” says Ron.
 
“But Harry isn’t going to keep it. He’s going to turn it over to Professor McGonagall, aren’t you?” Hermione says.
 
“Oh sure. Along with his invisibility cloak, his pack of exploding snap cards, his..” Ron says sarcastically.
 
“Oh, shut up!” Hermione glares at him.
 
“That’s Madam Rosmerta. Ron fancies her,” I smirk at Ron
 
“It’s not true,” says Ron.
 
“Shhh,” says Harry.
 
“I trust business is good?” says Fudge. Wait, what minister of magic doing here?
 
“It’d be a right sight better if the Ministry wasn’t sending dementors into my pub every other night.” Says Rosmerta.
 
“We have a killer on the loose,” says Fudge
 
“Sirius Black? In Hogsmeade! And what would bring him here?” says Rosmerta.
 
“Harry Potter!” says Fudge.
 
“Harry Potter!” says Rosmerta kinda shocked. Fudge looks around nervously, then jerks his head toward the pub. As he leads Rosmerta and McGonagall inside.
 
“Harry?” I say. He’s gone. His footprints track through the snow, into the pub.
 
We try to follow him but we can’t enter accoarding to the shrunken heads.
 
“What would we do now?” Ron asks.
 
“Just wait,” says Hermione.
 
We wait after 25 minutes, we see the footprints, we guess it’s Harry’s and we follow it. The footprints end and sobs are hard. Ron takes Hermione’s arm, and I try to approach Harry, and very gently drawing the cloak from Harry. He stares into the mist, his eyes stinging with tears.
 
“He was their friend. And he betrayed them. He was their friend,” Harry yells. “I hope he finds me. But when he does, I’m going to be ready. When he does, I’m going to kill him.”