Chapter Twenty-One (Or "Well, crap.")

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Hello?

Your handwriting isn't familiar... who is this?

I'm Ginny Weasley.

...well, crap.

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Harry cursed as he threw his things willy-nilly around the room. Where was it? He swore he put it back into his trunk.

There was a knock on the door, and Harry snarled, "What?"

"It's Draco... you okay, Harry?"

"Someone took my Tom! I mean the diary!"

"...well, crap."

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Fred and George were planning another prank when Draco came flying into the room, looking panicky.

"What is it?" the twins chorused.

"The diary is missing!" Draco squeaked. "Harry's on a rampage! There's a traitor in Slytherin House!"

George looked at Fred, and Fred looked at George. Then, in unison, both said, "Well, crap."

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Neville carefully placed the Venomous Tentacula seed in the ground and covered it with dirt. Professor Sprout beamed.

"Well done, Mr. Longbottom!" she said warmly. "Twenty points to Hufflepuff-"

She was interrupted by the twins, who burst into the greenhouse with a horrified Draco behind them.

"Boys!" Professor Sprout exclaimed. "You can't just barge into-"

"Is Harry alright?" Neville immediately asked.

"The diary-" Draco gasped "-it's missing-"

"Well, crap."

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