Finding The Way {A Harry Potter FanFiction}

Chapter 8: Through the Trapdoor {Part I}

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Well, I'm going to have done the entier "Through the Trapdoor" chapter all typed out.

It's 20 pages on Word.

I'm spliting it into chapters!

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I'm posting them both at once.

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<<Again, several months later>>

Phoenix POV

“I just wish I knew what it means!” Harry complained, falling stomach first on the red sofa. “My scar keeps hurting-It’s happened before, but never this often as this.”

“Oi, move over,” I said, yawning. I’d stay up half the night studying. Harry just grunted into the pillows.

“Fine, be like that,” I said, throwing my book bag on the floor, and sitting on his back. He grunted, and pushed me off. I giggled, and sat on the floor.

“Harry, go see Madam Pomfrey,” Hermione said, adding on to what Harry said before.

“I’m not ill, I think it’s a warning…It means dangers coming…” he mumbled, looking up from the sofa cushions. His glasses where crooked on his face.

“Merlin,” Leo said under his breath. “Relax mate! As long as Dumbledore’s here, the Stone is safe, you’ll be fine!” he said, collapsing on the floor. “Has anyone else felt how soft this rug is?” he asked idly, rubbing his fingers over the thick, soft weave.

“Yeah, and we don’t have any proof Snape knows how to get past Fluffy. He nearly ripped his leg off once; he’s not going to try it again in a hurry.” Ron added.

“And Neville will play Quidditch for England before Hagrid lets Dumbledore down,” Leo chuckled from the floor.

I saw Harry nod slowly, but I could tell he didn’t mean it. Suddenly, Harry jumped to his feet, he fixed his glasses, and started to quickly walk out of the common room.

“Where ‘ya goin’?” Leo asked sleepily, looking up from the carpet.

“I’ve just thought of something. We’ve got to go and see Hagrid, now.” He said. I got up quickly and followed him.

“Why?” Hermione asked, jogging to keep up with Harry’s determined, fast pace.

“Don’t you think it’s a bit odd-” He paused to grab my arm as I slipped down the grassy hill.

“-That what Hagrid wants more than anything else is a dragon , and a stranger turns up who just happens to have an egg in his pocket?” He finished. I caught on quickly.

“How many people walk around with dragon eggs in their pockets is it’s against wizard law? Lucky they found Hagrid, don’t you think? Why didn’t I see it before?” he ranted, almost tripping on the hem of his robes.

“What is he talking about?” Ron asked, Leo shrugged, Hermione just shook her head. I ran after Harry as he sprinted towards the small hut by forest.

“I skidded to a stop, feeling Leo, then Hermione, then Ron bump into me.

“Hullo,” Hagrid said, smiling. He looked up from the peas he was shelling. “Finished yer exams? Got time for a drink?” he asked.