Evelyn Potter and the Chamber of secrets ( Draco )

Chapter 5

Evelyn's p.o.v.

We all dragged out heavy suitcases and pet cages into the castle, dumping them along with the rest of the other students' cases and cages.

The four of us skipped tiredly up the stairs, while Harry nagged his ass off, " So, a house elf shows up in our bedroom, we can't get through the barrier to platform 9¾, we almost got killed by a tree... Clearly someone doesn't want me here this year. "

We almost reached the last few steps, and Hermione and I were leaning on each other to support. Really tiring, I'm telling you. So many events in one day. Okay, just a few more steps. Five more... Fou-

There stood on top of the stairs staring down at us with a sadistic grin on his face, while stroking his bloody cat, was... You guessed it. Mr. Filch. Try reading that in a sassy, dramatic way.

" Well, take a good look, kids. " He sneered, sadistically. " This night might well be the last you spend in this castle. Oh dear, we are in trouble. "

My besties exchanged a look between themselves, but I glared holes into Mr. Filch, who gladly returned. The silent battle goes on, while I snarled back at him sassily, " Oh no! I. Am. So. Freaking. Scared. What am I suppose to do?! "

He gave me yet another angry glare, before replacing it with yet another sadistic look.

God, this man is crazy.

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" You were seen no less than seven Muggles. " Snape snapped. Wow, that matches. Snape snap. Anyways, he slammed the newspaper that has a picture of the Weasley's blue flying car, that was currently in the Forbidden forest, " Do you have any idea how serious this is? You have risked the exposure of our world. Not to mention the damage you inflicted on Whomping Willow that's been on these grounds since before you were born. "

" Honestly, Professor Snape, I think it did more damage to us. " Ron gulped nervously, while I patted his back in encouragement.

" That's right. Wanna see the state of Ron's wand? " I sneered, making Ron flinch at the memory of that wand.

" Silence! " Snape snapped, and started crawling around the table like a snake, trying to get to us on the other side of the table. " I assure you that you were in Slytherin and your fate rested with me, the four of you would be on the train home... Tonight. As it is- "

" They are not. " An elderly voice interrupted him. That specific voice belongs to one and only, Professor Dumbledore. Too dramatic?

The four of our gazes rested on Professor Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall, " Professor Dumbledore. Professor McGonagall. "

" Headmaster, " Professor Snape started, and pointed his finger at us accusingly. " these kids have flouted the Decree for the Restriction of Underage Wizardry. As such- "

" I am well aware of our bylaws, having written quite a few myself. " Professor Dumbledore looked at Professor Snape from above his glasses. " However, as head of Gryffindor house, it is Professor McGonagall to determine the appropriate action. "

" We'll go and get our stuffs then. " Hermione muttered sadly, causing the Professors to glance at them.

" What are you talking about, Miss Granger? " Professor McGonagall asked, cocking her head questioningly.

" You're going to expell us, aren't you? " Hermione looked down on the floor sadly.

" Not today, Miss Granger. " Professor McGonagall stated, and that immediately made our spirits lift ever so high. " But I must impress on the both of you the seriousness of what you have done. I will be writing to your families tonight, and you will both receive detention. "