Harry Potter and the last Potter (fanfic)

Break-in

We had all been gathered into the great hall. It seemed like the damage to the table had been fixed. Almost like it never happened.

But the guilt remains.

Sleeping bags were spread across the floor and a lot of students felt that this was all good fun, like a sleepover. Harry, Ron, Hermione and I moved our sleeping bags so that we made our own little circle.

We were all incredibly nervous. Knowing that a murderer is walking around the castle is the scariest thing ever. Especially knowing that he wants to kill my brother.

All i want right know is a cuddle. Guilt as well as fear gripped and hung on to me so tight.

I looked around the Great Hall for Seamus and he was no where to be seen.

But the memory and guilt remains.

I rest my head on my folded arms, wanting to sleep, but couldn't. I felt like we were safe in the Great Hall, with the ceiling made of warm stars. We all knew that at this school, no matter what, we were safe, we just had to trust the teachers.

"I wouldn't worry about it, Harry. I'm sure Dumbledore has this under control," smiled Hermione, sitting up with her legs crossed, stroking her cat.

Ron grimaced at the fluffy ginger cat, and squeezed his pocket tightly.

I could see Hermione struggling to keep her eyes from dogging Ron's. Her body and face was tense, like she was expecting something to blow.

Raaaaooww! The cat screeched and attacked Ron. I sat up quickly on my palms moving away from Ron and the cat.

"Get off of me!" Ron squealed

"Crookshanks! No!" Hermione said sternly, like telling off a 5 year old for slapping their brother.

I looked over to Harry who didn't seem fazed, but actually laughed a bit, along with all the other Gryffindors surrounding us, as if this was entertainment.

"Hermione! Get him off!" Ron yelled, trying to yank Crookshanks off, her nails digging into the material of Ron's pocket.

Hermione pulled Crookshanks off apologetically and sat back down.

"Sorry, Ronald," she said half-innocently, forcing a friendly grin.

"That cat doesn't like you very much," I said to Ron, settling back into my warm blanket.

"It's not me he doesn't like," he replied irritably fixing his hair, "it's Scabbers,"

"Who?"

"Scabbers, my pet rat! And he's the best pet rat in the world... or so he WOULD HAVE BEEN if Hermione's animal ended up EATING HIM!"

"Crookshanks doesn't mean it! It's in his nature!" Defended Hermione

At that moment, the door burst open making us jump back, worried it was the murderous dark wizard, Sirius Black.

Thankfully, what seemed to be the whole school came through in some panicked, some excited, voices.

Time had passed and everyone went to sleep in their sleeping bags. Other than me, it seemed.

The teachers walked around with light emitting off of the end of their wands. They whispered quietly to each other and checked if everyone was safely asleep. The teachers here are caring. Including Professor Snape. I feel like they love us each individually. It's not like back in the muggle world, where the blame game is played. It's not like they're protecting us to save their own skin. They're doing it because they care. Or so I think that much anyway.

Suddenly, I heard the voice of the most strangest and most mysterious professor at this school.

"I've searched the dungeons, Headmaster. No sign of black, nor anywhere else in the castle," said Professor Snape in a low voice.

"Well, I didn't expect him to linger," Dumbledore sounded like he almost laughed.

"Remarkable fate, don't you think? To enter Hogwarts on ones own, completely undetected..." tempted Snape. There was a silence and then he began again, "you may recall, at the start of term, i did express my concern in your choice of professor-"

"I do not believe a single professor inside this castle helped Sirius Black enter it, Severus," interrupted Dumbledore sternly.

"I feel the confident that the castle is safe. In fact, i'm more than willing to let the students return to the houses," continued Dumbledore as I heard him get closer.

In fear of getting caught eves dropping, i shut my eyes and even added slow heavy breathing to pretend I was asleep. Hoping that Dumbledore and Snape would buy it.

"What about the Potters? Should they be warned?" Asked Snape.

Warned?!

Wait.

Did he say Potter's?

"Perhaps. But for now, let them sleep, for in dreams we enter a world that's entirely our own. Let them swims in the deepest ocean... or climb over the highest cloud,"

Oh, Dumbledore. That was so sweet. But neither of us will be dreaming tonight. Especially me.