The princess from Azkaban (Draco Malfoy Love Story) Book 1

Through the Trapdoor PT. 2

Hazley's POV

     We arrived at the door to Fluffy's room but it was creaked open already. "Great, Snape's already gotten past Fluffy!" Harry said. "I would argue that it's not Snape right now but I'm not in the mood." I said. "I wouldn't blame you guys if you wanted to go back, I won't be needing the cloak anymore." Harry said sadly. "Nonsense." "Were coming with." "Whether you like it or not." Hermione, me, and Ron said. We took the cloak off as we crept through the door and saw, of course, Fluffy. "Look! There's a harp on the ground. That must be Snape's!" I glared at Harry so hard. Harry took his flute out and starting playing. The beast slowly fell asleep and was eventually on the ground. Harry kept playing and Ron opened the trapdoor, "What's down there?" I asked. "I don't know! It's pitch black!" "Well who's going first?" Hermione asked. Harry pointed at himself, he handed the flute to me and I started playing. Harry was hanging on by his fingertips and said, "If anything happens to me message Dumbledore." And he dropped. We just heard silence for a while but then we heard, "It's okay! Come down!" Ron dropped and then it was just me and Hermione. "Well, see you down there." She said as she held her breath and jumped in. I looked at Fluffy and dropped the flute and jumped in. I fell next to Hermione and looked down and saw DEVIL'S SNARE! I looked at Hermione and she nodded. It started wrapping around our necks and arms which I didn't like one bit. "Stop moving, both of you, this is Devil's Snare. You have to relax, or it will only kill you faster." Hermione said. Ron started arguing as me and Hermione got lifted down. "Hermione, Hazley!" "Do as I say!" Hermione said. "Hermione? Where are you?" Harry asked. "Were down here Harry. Trust us, just relax." Harry soon dropped down and Ron started yelling. "He's not relaxing is he?" Apparently not." Hermione and Harry said. "Sometimes it amazes me of how stupid people can be." the looks they gave me. "Uh uh, I remember reading something about it uh um. Devil's Snare, Devil's Snare, is deadly fun..." I finished for her, "But will sulk in the sun!" "Yes! That's it! Devil's Snare hates sunlight! Lumos Solem!" Hermione yelled and the plants opened up and Ron dropped out. We ran forward toward a passageway which was the only way forward, and we heard something like, wings? We came to this chamber and saw birds, well that's what they thought. I looked at them longer but I didn't see birds I saw, keys? Harry tried the door on the other side but it was locked. I realized one of them must be the key. I told them, "Guys! They aren't birds they're flying keys! One of them must be it!" Harry noticed that it was a big lock, probably for a big old fashioned key. There were broomsticks so we each got on one and flew across the room until Harry spotted one that was most likely it because it was big, silver, and had a bent wing like somebody had grabbed it before. We all flew after it and I blocked it and it flew right into Harry's hand. We got off our brooms and he shoved it in the keyhole. It took flight again and we opened the door. We soon realized there was a chess board infront of us. "Chess? What do we do? Ron?" I said looking at Ron. "Well," He walked over to a chess piece and touched it and it came alive. "I think we have to play across the board." The chess piece nodded. We all got on a chess piece and Ron started moving us. Some of our pieces got destroyed and dragged to the side of the board and off. Ron noticed we were in danger and destroyed a few pieces. "That's it!" "what's it?" I asked. "The Queen has to kill me so Harry can get the king!" "WHAT? NO WAY ARE WE LETTING YOU DO THAT!" "That's chess Hazley! You have to make sacrifices in order to win." The Queen smashed him over his head and he got knocked out, I hope."C'mon, we'll get him later!" We walked through the passageway and a disgusting odor fill our nostrils, haha, nostrils. Anyway we saw a troll on the ground. We were lucky we didn't have to fight that one. We went through the next door and saw seven bottles with potions in them, my specialty. A flame came up behind us and in the next doorway. There was a scroll with a poem:

Danger lies before you, while safety lies behind,

Two of us will help you, whichever you would find,                                                                                        One among us seven will let you move ahead,                                                                                          Another would transport the drinker back instead,                                                                                        Two among our number hold only nettle wine,                                                                                             Three of us are killers, waiting hidden in line.                                                                                            Choose, unless you wish to stay here forevermore,                                                                                            To help you in your choice, we give you these clues four:                                                                           First, however slyly the poison tries to hide                                                                                                             You will always find some on nettle wine's left side;                                                                                Second, different are those who stand at either end,                                                                                            But if you move onward, neither is your friend;                                                                                                   Third, as you see clearly, all are different size,                                                                                                    Neither dwarf nor giant holds death in their insides;                                                                                     Fourth, the second left and the second right,                                                                                                      Are twins once you taste them, though different at first sight.

     " Um, I hate poem's so Hermione you're up." I said, she just shook her head, rude. She walked up and down the isles a few time and then clapped her hands, "Yes! I got it, it's this one." Hermione pointed at a small bottle, "But Hermione that's tiny, I think only two of us can go." Harry said. "Well who's going back?" I said. "Hermione, you go back, get Ron and send hedwig to Dumbledore, we'll take care of Snape." Harry said. "But-But what if you-know-who's with him?" "Well Harry got lucky once, hopefully he can get lucky twice." Hermione ran up and hugged us, "be careful." doubt that will happen. Hermione looked back at us and drank the potion and she was gone through the fire. Me and Harry took sips and walked through the fire, but we were shocked at what we saw.

Quirell was standing there not Snape! "I KNEW THAT STUDDER WAS FORCED! YOU LIAR!" I screamed. And it may or may not of startled Harry. Next thing I knew Voldemort was on the back of his head, HIS HEAD! Quirell grabbed us and pushed us to a mirror, wait, this isn't just any mirror, It's the Mirror of Erised! But now Harry's holding......The Sorcerer's Stone! He put it in his pocket! This is perfect were gonna die, in our first year, yay. All of the sudden this weird voice started talking, " He has the stone." wut. Oh, It was Lord Voldemort, right.... sorry I don't remember things, or I'm dumb.... nah I just have a horrible attention span. Quirell did this weird flying thing and grabbed Harry and the stone came out of his hand. I grabbed it and ran because, that's what you do. He flew towards me and I threw it back to Harry. Quirell got on top of him and Harry touched his face but, it started....burning? He burned him alive and I ran over but Quirell was dead...I think. I mean he was deep fried like a french fry so I'm guessing. "Harry! how did you do that?" "I don't kno-w." He passed out. And soon I passed out for reasons of the unknown.

     I woke up in a hospital bed with Hermione staring at me, "Yes?" "YOU'RE AWAKE!" She squealed and proceeded to squeeze my soul out. "Yes," I said panting. "But where's Harry?" "Right next to you." I looked to the left, "Other direction." I looked to the right and he was still sleeping. "Wait, where's Ron?" "He told me to tell him if Harry woke up." "Oh so I don't matter to him?" "No!" "Well that's fantastic!" "Not what I meant!" She said laughing. I then noticed that there was a lot of candy by my bedside. "Wow, Is it Halloween?" "That's from, basically all of Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and even Slytherin!" " Minus Ron." "Stop it with the Ron thing!" We started laughing when Ron walked in," What?" "you." I responded.

     The school year was over and we were getting off the train, "Well this is going to be fun, I have to live with my hundreds of sisters and aunt and uncle in a castle, yay." "At least you will probably have it good, my aunt and uncle are the worst." "Yeah sorry Harry, well good luck to all of you!" I said.  I walked and then I saw my sisters. I went over there. "Oh, hi Hazley! Aunt 'lina and uncle tim, this is your other niece." Haley said. "Hello! My name is Olina, shall we get going?" "Yes, we should. Come on girls." said Tim in an annoyed voice. This should be fun.