Unknown Origins - HP Roleplay Book

Chapter 23 - Murder?

The Herd were all in the library, it was early in the morning, six o'clock. The boys were half asleep.

"Harry, tell me again. What did it sing?" Parker asked.

"Something about them not being heard above ground and I have an hour to find what they took." Harry yawned.

Erica was currently sitting on a table, skimming through books while Hermione looked in another row.

"Well, the Black Lake. "That's obvious. This could be difficult." She sighed.

Erica then chucked one of the books, narrowly missing Harry and Ron.

"My God, this is so confusing." Erica shouted before looking through another book.

"She's going to bloody kill us and its not even seven yet." Ron complained.

"She's going to bloody kill us and its not even seven yet." Ron complained.

"You try and read all these books." Erica told him.

"I'm too tired." Ron groaned before Hermione shook him.

"I know, you've said it seven times already." Erica sighed, faceplanting into the book,"Kill me."

Harry sighed and put his head in the book.

"Mr Weasley, Miss Granger. Professor McGonagall needs you in her office." Moody told them while he walked up.

Erica sighed as Hermione and Ron left. Once they were gone she chucked another book, this one coming even closer to hitting Harry.

"Try throwing it in the other direction, please?" Harry asked.

"I'll decide when I throw it." Erica groaned, picking up another book.

Parker took a book from a shelf and skimmed through the pages, "Harry, you need something to breathe under water with, right?"

Harry nodded as Erica chucked her third book over the shelf behind her.

"Hey! Who did that?!" A familiar student yelled after being hit.

Parker lifted up a book, bringing it over to Harry, "Gillyweed! It can allow you to breathe underwater for up to an hour."

Erica dove from her table and ran straight into Neville.

"Oh, sorry about that Neville." Erica apologized to him.

"It's fine." Neville shook his head, "I actually came to give Harry this." He held up some Gillyweed.

"Neville, I really don't know what I'd do without you." Harry told him as he took the Gillyweed.

"Well, you'd drown." Erica stated as Max, the boy she hit, walked around the shelf.

"Did you see who threw that book?" Max questioned Parker.

"The book?" Parker raised a brow, "Oh, right! No, I didn't. But, I did see some first years sniggering and ran out of here after it happened."

Max nodded before storming away.

"I'm guessing you didn't see those first years?" Neville asked her.

"Nah. It was her." She pointed at Erica.

"Harry told me to throw it in the opposite direction." Erica reminded them.

"Because you were going to hit me." Harry sighed.

"Which, actually is better that Erica hit Max instead of Harry." Parker nodded slowly.

"I'll hit both of you in a moment." Erica muttered picking up a book that she knocked over.

"Don't even think about it." Parker pointed at Erica.