One Bite (Blairon)

The Hole

Ron got back to the common room late that night. When he entered the dormitory, he slowly took his clothes off and lay down in bed, lollipop twirling in his mouth. He looked over to Harry and frowned. The boy was sleeping on top of the covers and had a book strewn across his stomach, his glasses ascew. Ron walked over to him, took the book, put his glasses on his bedside table, draped a blanket over him and smiled. Flipping the book over, he read the title.
The Prophecies , Ron thought as he read. He sat back down on his bed and skimmed across the index until he found the category 'Vampires'. He flipped to the page number and stopped where the torn Prophecy was. Staring at the single word from the second part of the paragraph he sighed. "What does 'giant' even mean!" He said to himself. It could be a giant anything! Ron read the Prophecy over and over again, almost to the point where he knew it by memory. Putting the book down in defeat, he enclosed himself in his blackets and fell asleep, the lollipop stick lying limp in his mouth, not realizing that he had already finished it.

The next morning, Hermione was up and early in the library. She was about to check her Arithmacy homework when something caught her eye. Parkinson was sitting at a desk, a large green book in her hands. Out of curiosity, Hermione hesitantly walked over to her. "H-hey Parkinson." She muttered. Pansy looked up from the book and sneered.
"What do you want, Granger?" She asked. Hermione gulped and blushed a bit. "Um, what book are you reading? She said, pointing at the book. Pansy looked down it, then looked at Hermione before speaking.
"Ancient Pureblood Families." She replied, eyeing Hermione suspiciously. "Do you mind if I-if I borrow it?" Hermione asked, her cheeks flushing a slight red again.
"Whatever Granger." Pansy sighed, tossing the book to Hermione who almost dropped it. Pansy sniggered at the Gryffindor's lousy catch before getting up and leaving, shaking her head playfully as she did. Hermione watched as she left before grinning at the book.

"What?!"Ron shouted over a sworming crowd of 5th years."I may have a lead on your-oh nevermind!" Hermione shouted back."Why don't we talk in a more secluded area?!" Harry shouted to the two. Nodding, Ron and Hermione followed Harry into an empty classroom on the sixth floor. "What were you trying to say?" Ron asked once they were inside with the door closed. "I was saying, I might have found some useful information." Hermione beamed. Harry and Ron looked at her inquisitively. Hermione rolled her eyes and took out the book.
"What are you looking at ancient Pure-Blood families for?" Ron asked perplexed. "Well, I remember on the train when that vampire called Harry a Half-Blood-" She said, taking out The Prophecies. "So? I am a Half-Blood." Harry said. Hermione rolled her eyes again and flipped to the page with the Prophecy on it. "And remember when Ron told us about his dream and about how that lady emphasized the fact that he is a Pure-Blood?" She asked. Harry and Ron nodded, still confused. "Well, I looked for 'Weasley', in this book and it's here. You're family tree, history, everything. 'Potter' is here too Harry, but it's only your dad's side of the fami-"
"Hermione?" Ron urged. "Right, sorry. Anyway, see Ron. There's you." She smiled at the little picture of Ron waving up at her from the family tree.
"I'm still confused though." He sighed. Harry nodded in agreement. "After looking at your family tree, I decided to look for your apparent 'other' family tree. The Thornholds." She said briskly flipping to another page. "Here. The tree starts with Sanguis, then after a few generations-there!" She shouted excitedly. "Is that.......me?" Ron squinted at the tiny picture at the bottom of the tree. "No, it's Donald Trump. Of course it's you!" Hermione said sarcastically. "Who's Donal-"
"It's a muggle thing. Anyway. This book has everything we need to know about the Thornholds, which may lead to us figuring out the rest of the Prophecy!" She said. After a while, Ron and Harry finally fell into realization and Ron picked Hermione up and jumped around with her.
"Mione! You're amazing!" Harry and Ron screamed in unison.
Hermione,who had been put down by Ron was blushing deeply, trying to hide a chuckle. But, something caused all three of them to snap their heads to the window where they heard a loud thud. A few crows flew out of the trees which shook violently.
"What's that?" Hermione asked, her eyes wide. "I-don't know." Harry replied. "Should we maybe go check it out?" He asked before turning to face Ron and Hermione. "Yeah, yeah ok." Ron said and they all reached into their pockets in case their wands needed to be brought out.
They walked past Hagrid's cabin and through the thick trees of the Forbidden Forest.

"AHHHHHHHHH!"

Harry had missed a step and had fallen face first into a wide hole in the ground. "You alright mate?!" Ron called down to him. Harry merely shook his head in the dirt before standing up and dusting himself off.
"Bloody hell! When did this get here?" Ron whispered. Both boys hadn't noticed that Hermione had backed up a bit and was staring at the hole in shock. "Whats the matter?" Harry asked her after spitting out a mouthful of dirt. "It's not a hole." She mumbled. "What do you mean it's not a hole?!" He questioned.

"I think....."

"I think it's a footprint."