That night we were coming back from dinner in the Great Hall, heading to Gryffindor Tower. Harry had been curious about why Professor Snape had been limping for while, he told us that when he, Professor McGonagall and Professor Quirrel had found us in the girls bathroom after the troll attack on Halloween Snape had a large wound on his leg and it was bleeding.
'We know it wasn't from the troll so what else could it have been?' He asked. We were almost to the end of the stairs when we felt them move. I clutched the handrail tightly as we moved.
'What's happening?' Ron asked scared.
'The staircases change, remember.' Hermione reminded us.
When the staircase stopped we all rushed to get off it before it decided to move again, we walked in to a dark corridor and I shivered as I saw large grey statues covered in cobwebs of people crying out I fear and pain.
'Does anyone feel like we shouldn't be here?' Ron asked.
'This is the third floor; we're not supposed to be here.' Hermione replied as we walked slowly. We jumped as a torch came alight behind us and a silhouette stood in the doorway. It was a cat and it meowed as it walked in and sat watching us. 'It's Filch's cat, run!'
We all took of sprinting and the torches lit up as we passed. We came to a halt when we reached a door, Ron grabbed the handle and pulled it, but it stayed shut.
'It's locked.'
'Oh move over!' Hermione pushed him out of the way and pulled out her wand. 'Alohomora.' She waved her wand and the door opened. The three of us raced inside shutting the door behind us, we all breathed a sigh of relief.
'Alohomora?' Ron asked.
'Standard book of spells chapter seven.' Hermione replied. I was about to step away from the door when a I saw a giant black three headed dog stand up. We all screamed as it lunged for us, barking and snapping. Once again we opened the door and scrambled out, pushing desperately on the door as the jaws continued to snap through the opening. We managed to push it shut and locked it tight,
'What do they think they're doing? Keeping a thing like that locked in a school.'
'You don't use your eyes do you? Didn't you see what it was standing on?' Hermione asked frustrated.
'I wasn't looking at it's feet! I was a bit preoccupied with it's heads!' Ron replied.
'It was standing on a trap door, which means it's guarding something.' Hermione reasoned.
'Anyway let's get back.' I urged, that was twice in one night that we had almost gotten into serious trouble so we quickly headed back to the stairs and into the Tower. When we got back the common room was empty and we went upstairs to the dorms.
'That was too close.' I said shaking my head.
'Well I'm going to bed before either of you come up with another clever idea to get us killed or worse expelled.' She said glaring at the boys and swiftly disappearing into our dorm.
'She needs to sort out her priorities.' Ron said, Harry just stared.
'See you in the morning.' I yawned and I turned in for the night.
YOU ARE READING
A Hogwarts Rose Year 1
SonstigesOne day Stephanie receives a mysterious letter telling her something she never thought possible: she's a witch. What will happen when she makes friends with a certain famous boy wizard, a loveable bookworm and a food loving red head?