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"my family would kill me if they could see me now."
ron quickly hushed the witch to his side, his words falling below a whisper. "you keep talking so bloody loud, we'll all be killed."
"oh, hush it, weasley." zemora countered playfully with a roll of her eyes.
"ouch," hermione yelped, turning her head to the side towards ron. "you stepped on my foot."
"actually," zemora glanced down towards their shuffling feet for only a moment, sparing ron a quick guilty look. "that may have been me. sorry."
"alohomora."
the room forbidden to any student was easily unlocked by hermione granger as the other three began to bicker in whispers over being covered by the invisibility cloak.
"this is the dog you lot were talking about?" zemora uttered aloud, her tone laced with disbelief. "no one said he was ginormous."
"are you scared, black?" ron quirked an eyebrow, yet his gaze continued to flicker to the sleeping animal as if he was terrified himself. "let us handle him."
"well, you won't have too, weasley." zemora huffed once the invisibility cloak was removed due to the heavy breaths coming from the three heads upon the dog's body. "it's already asleep. snape's been here. my guess is there's a spell on the harp."
ron rolled his eyes in response to zemora's words before a sound of disgust fell from his lips. "he's got horrible breath."
"we have to move it's paw." harry informed the three by his side, ron quickly uttering a simple what. "come on."
"are you scared, weasley?" zemora reused the redhead's words, sarcasm evident in her tone. "let us handle him."
"oh, shut it."
zemora sniffled a laugh before aiding the golden trio in successfully moving the dog's paw from the hatch it kept hidden.
"well, who's jumping first?" zemora studied the utter darkness held within before glancing towards the gryffindors. "you know, it'll be awfully rude to send the newest member of this little gang into this adventure first."
"i'll go. don't follow until i give you a sign. if something bad happens, get yourselves out." harry ordered his friends, his wishes falling strictly. "does it seem a bit— quiet to you?"
"the harp," hermione concluded aloud. "it stopped playing."
"oh, god." zemora was the first to glance up, easily taking notice to the three heads staring from above. "we've got to jump like— now."
another loud noise of disgust was heard from ron weasley as drool landed upon his shoulder, harry and hermione easily distracted from the situation at large. "yuck!"
