𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌 || h.potter

six || Year 3 ✔️

Harry and Amelia framed in the window, stares out, looking forlorn. In reflection, snow falls on the glass.

A ragged line of students follows McGonagall toward the bridge, to Hogsmeade.

"I really wish we can go there. I would've bought loads of gifts for everyone." Amelia sighs, looking down at the happy students.

Harry nods and suddenly he went wide eyed. "Come with me, I have an idea."

Amelia shakes her head and followed Harry.

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Footprints appear in the snow, moving quickly to join the other students.

Suddenly, Fred and George appear, heading the opposite way and  the Footprints  reverse themselves as if Fred and George were escorting an invisible person.

"Clever, Harry." said Fred.

"But not clever enough." said George.

"Uhh, it's not just Harry, you know." Amelia chuckled nervously.

"Amelia!" Fred acknowledges. "You two sneaking now, are you? Besides, we've got a better way."

The great doors open and Fred and George enter. The Invisibility cloak drops, revealing Harry and Amelia, looking very cross.

Instantly, Fred slaps a worn roll of parchment
into Harry's  hand. Harry unfurls it. Frowns. It's blank.

"What's this rubbish?" asked Harry, frowning.

"Rubbish he says. That there's the secret to our success," Fred smiles.

"It's a wrench giving it to you, believe me," George says.

"But we've decided your need's greater than ours. George, if you will."

"I solemnly swear that I am up to no good." George touches his wand to the parchment, ink lines spread like veins, Amelia reads the curious words at the top.

"Messrs Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs are proud to present The Marauder's Map...?"

"Ah...Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs. We owe them so much." said George, a small grin on his face.

"Hang on. This is Hogwarts! And that...No. is that really..." Harry looks at the tiny Footprints and beside it was Professor Dumbledore's name.

"Dumbledore," says Fred.

"In his study," continued George.

"Pacing,"

"Does that a lot,"

"So, you mean this map shows-" before Amelia could finish, Fred cuts in.

"Everyone."

"Everyone?" repeated Harry and Amelia in unison.

"Everyone." nodded George.

"Where they are,"

"What they're doing,"

"Every minute,"

"Of every day."

Amelia nodded and smiled.

"Brilliant! Where'd you get it?" asked Harry.

"Nicked it from Filch's office, of course, first year. Now listen. There's seven secret passageways out of the castle. But we'd recommend...." Fred replied.