The Unknown Potter [COMPLETE]

Chapter Twenty-Four

          "CRUCIO!"

           Just before I pulled the portrait hole closed, a small bug flew in. I normally would have made nothing of it, but this wasn't a normal mosquito.

         It collapsed to the floor, out of breath. The bug started to morph into a human. I gasped and tried to run for it as she got up. It was Umbridge.

          She brushed herself off and ran back out of the portrait hole like we weren't even there.

         George walked cautiously to the portrait hole. He pressed an ear against the portrait.

         "I think they're gone," he said. He pushed aside the portrait hole, revealing an empty hallway.

          "It's safe now Gwen," he said. Just as suddenly as the curse came, I felt a horrid pain shooting its way down my scar. I felt my knees smash into the floor, my hand clinging onto the chair beside me. I buried my face into my other hand.

          My vision became spotty. I swayed on my knees, coming close to the floor a couple times. At some point George started carrying me to the empty bed in his dorm. I felt my head hit the pillow as I blacked out.

          When I came to, I was running through the hallways of the school. All the students were at dinner, on the other end of the school. I heard a squeaky voice shouting behind me. It sounded oddly like Umbridge.

         Finally, I was hit with a stunning spell. I fell to the ground, my body stiff as a board.

          Umbridge appeared over me. She pulled off the hood I was wearing on my face, and gasped.

           "Crowley!" she squeaked. "What did I tell you?! You can't be in this building until after curfew! I'm pretty sure those kids in Gryffindor Tower saw you! Come on, get out! Wait in the Forbidden Forest until I can send my patronus!

         "Yes Dolores," I said in a gruff and scraggly voice. I sulked out of the school, and crouched in the trees.

          I gasped for air. I shot up from the bed, tracing the scar on my face. George jumped beside me, putting his hands on my shoulders to calm me down.

           "I saw Crowley," I said between gasps of air. "He is waiting in the Forbidden Forest. Umbridge is going to send him a patronus." I stopped, gasping for more air.

         "Well what the bloody hell do we do?!" George yelled. "Should we wait to see what happens or..."

         "I have to go to Dumbledore," I said, standing. "He wants to know what I see in my visions."

          George moved out of my way. He opened the door and let me out.  I bolted towards the gargoyles, George following suit. I stopped outside, realizing there was one small problem.

         I forgot the password.

         "Here, let me handle this," George said. "Acid Pops."

         The gargoyles sprang to life as they do everytime, revealing the same old staircase. It was different this time however, because I wasn't the only one who was in trouble this time.

          "Professor Dumbledore!" I shouted, running into his office. "We have a huge problem!"

           Dumbledore calmly stood up from the desk where he was sitting. He offered me and George seats in front of his desk. I moved to face him, but stayed standing.

         "I had another vision," I started. "I was a Death Eater, Crowley I think. And Umbridge had just sent a curse at me. A stunning curse. She told me I was stupid for being in the castle before curfew. She said she would send a patronus when I was in the clear."