Unexpected Love

Chapter 17

The three of us walked into the Three Broomsticks and sat down. I was in desperate need of something to drink.
"Butterbeer, please." I told Harry.

Harry smiled and walked up to Hog's Head, ordering for us.

"Do you think it could be Oliver?" Ron asked randomly.

"No way." I said, "He's the one who got me when he found the mark."

"Well, maybe he was trying to throw you off." Ron suggested.

"I just don't know Ron.." I started.

Harry then returned with our drinks and sat back down next to me. He grabbed my hand and intertwined our fingers, looking at me with lust in his eyes. A smile crept on my face and I leaned in to kiss him.

"Can you save that for your bedroom please?" Ron chuckled.

Harry and I rolled our eyes and kissed again anyways.
Just then, Oliver came into the room and stared right at Harry.
"Oliver." Harry nodded, "How are you?"

"Mr. Harry Potter. I'm wonderful, thanks." He nodded back, then continued on towards the pub.

Ron cleared his throat, clearly indicating Oliver was to blame for everything.
I ignored his childish remark and slowly sipped on my butterbeer.
Oliver wouldn't do something like this. This is serious. This is illegal. He has no motive.

"Hermione?" Harry asked.

"Hm?"

"Why did you date Oliver?"

I gave Harry a light smile, "I was trying to get over you Harry, but you made it impossible."

Harry shook his head and smiled, "I like that answer."

"You two make me sick." Ron said rolling his eyes, "I really need a girlfriend."
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The next morning I was on my way to a second year class when something on the wall caught my eye. When I came closer, I noticed there was writing on it. Curious, I made my way over.
"Oh my ...AHHH!!" I screamed.
On the wall, written in blood, was the same message we received our second year at Hogwarts. The year the Chamber of Secrets was opened.

"Miss Granger? What on earth is the-" Professor McGonagall stopped in mid sentence as she came beside me.
"Oh my."

"Enemies of the heir beware..." I read. "Professor, this is the same message from..from my second year."

"I see." She said, "But the Chamber hasn't been opened since last year when you and Mr. Weasley needed to go in. Not to mention the creature inside is long dead by now."

"This had to have been the same person who left the dark mark, Professor." I told her, "They're coming up with something. I think their intent is to set off Harry. You see, he wasn't well for quite some time after the war. He wasn't himself."

"So I've heard." She admitted, "We need to get rid of this before class is let out."
McGonagall trotted towards the broom closet and grabbed some cleaning material.
"Mr. Filch?" She called.

Mr. Filch rounded the corner and came to our aid.
"Yes, Headmaster?"

"We need this cleaned at once." She ordered, "Quickly. We have only a few minutes."

Filch quickly went to work and began scrubbing the wall, washing the blood away.

That's when it occurred to me that there was no body...
How is there blood with no body?
"Professor...how do you think they got the blood?"

McGonagall's face turned white, "I don't know if I want to think of the possibilities, Miss Granger. As for now, we get rid of this nonsense."
She turned to face Mr. Filch, who had already cleaned over half of the writing.
"Speak of this to no one."

Filch grunted and nodded towards her, then went back to work.

"Thank you." I told him as I left.
I have to find Ron.
As students began piling out of their classes, I looked behind me to check the wall. All was cleared.

"Hermione." Someone called behind me.

When I turned around, Oliver was smiling at me.
"Oh. Oliver. How are you?"

Oliver stopped beside me and let out a puff of air, "I've been teaching first years how to fly all bloody morning."

I lifted an eyebrow in remembrance, "I remember those days."

"It's a bit of a handful." He admitted, "How's your morning going?"

Pretty bad considering there's someone potentially out to get Harry.
"Um, it's going okay. I missed my first class."

"Lucky you." He joked, "Well, hey, if you guys ever want to come out and fly, you're welcome to!"

"I'll pass on the offer." I told him, "I'll talk to you later."

Oliver nodded and walked away, still keeping his eyes on me.

What if Ron was right? What if it is Oliver? No! It can't be. Can it?
I snapped out of my thoughts and made my way to our common room. Lucky for me, Ron was just leaving.
"Ron!"

Ron cocked an eyebrow, "Mione?"

"Someone has got it out for us...or for Harry." I told him.

"What makes you say that?" He asked.

"Do you remember what Ginny wrote on the wall our second year? When she had opened the Chamber of Secrets?" I asked him.

Ron nodded slowly, "Yeah."

"Just outside a second year class was the same exact warning. Word for word. Ron, it was written in blood too." I explained.

Ron's eyes got wide, "You don't think this person is recreating the events that happened to us from each year do you?"

I bit on my cheek as I thought of the possibility, "Well, I suppose. What about our first year though? Where's that?"

"Well, trolls aren't very common around here anymore, and it's not like they could get the Sorcerer's Stone..that was destroyed ages ago."

"Ron your idea is actually brilliant. Think of it. Maybe they used the dark mark as a replacement for the troll and the stone?" I suggested, "We just have to protect Harry though. I have a bad feeling about this."
Ron and I checked around us to make sure no one was listening. We were alone.
"Don't speak of this to Harry. Keep an eye out for an suspicious behavior, and get rid of anything that could set Harry off, got it?"

"Got it."
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