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Slightly more perverted "Harry Potter" Reboot	By : Artemis1990 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Harry/Hermione Views: 386958 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 37
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Chapter 13: Bad Doggy

The date has passed new year but the winter of Scottish highland still in full blow complete with minus degrees wind but inside the walls of Hogwarts, it was totally a different scene compared to the outside. While there was enough coldness in the air which left no doubt that it was no other season than winter, the biting chilliness was largely absent much thanks to the ward protecting it. Therefore, nearly everyone in the castle was able to sleep in comfort under their thick blanket. However, like any other case, exceptions existed and in this case, the said exception is one Harry Potter.

Like the others he was sharing the dorm with, he was lying on his bed with a thick blanket around him but that was where the similarity ended. Unlike his dormmates, the recently turned 12 years old was completely awake as proven by his open eyes. He had tossed and turn the whole night as he tried to get some much needed sleep but so far, his mind prove much too uncooperative in the endeavor.

Finally, he sighed as he reached for his glasses that he had left on the small table next to his bed as he mutters, “This is useless… I just can’t fall asleep….” before raising his upper half body. He took a glance out of the window which showed complete darkness which mean that it was still much in the middle of the night, an impression strengthened by a glance to the other direction which showed his dormmates’ sleeping figures. Gingerly pushing his feet out of the warmth of his blanket, he put on the slippers on the floor next to his bed before pushing his body up.

He tiptoed pass the other beds toward the dorm door, grabbing his invisible cloak just in case, before slowly pulling it open. The wooden door let out a soft creak as it swung open little by little but it seemed soft enough not to wake anyone. Once the opening space was wide enough, Harry quickly slipped through it before pulling it close. Like the inside of the dorm, the tunnel connecting the dorm to the common room was dark but it didn’t stop the boy as he walked to the other side.

It didn’t take long for him to reach the door leading to the Hufflepuff common room as he pushed it gently to allow enough space to peek through it. Unlike the other places in the castle, the dorm room was perpetually bright regardless the time of the day due to the possibility of students being there at any time of the day whether doing homework, studying for test, unable to sleep or anything else, really. After glancing around from his limited field of view but seeing no movement, he unfurled the invisible cloak and draped it around him before he pushed the barrier out completely and climbed out of it.

Another, more thorough, look around him showed that the common room was empty and Harry let out a relieved sigh before making his way across the room. Suddenly, just as he was about to push the door leading out of the common room, a familiar voice from behind him stopped him right on his track, “Harry James Potter, Where do you think you’re going at this time of the night?!”

Harry winced inwardly at the unmistakable authoritative tone as he slowly turned his head around until his eyes found his best friend, one Hermione granger, in front of the female dorm entry. The girl glared at him with her lips contorted into a scowl and her fists on both side of her hips.

Since he was wearing his invisible cloak, Harry quickly deduced that rather than looking at him, she most likely were just staring at his general direction. However, for all her pissed look, Harry couldn’t help but found her standing there in her baby blue pajama with tiny yellow duck prints on them look rather comical.

Another harking of, “Harry?!” finally got the boy to focus once more on the topic asked, especially since Hermione had started to tap her right feet and crossed her arms in front of her chest impatiently and he knew that she won’t let him off easy. Deciding that he wouldn’t be able to escape anyway, Harry pulled the cloak off his body as he tried to make an excuse on the fly. “I was thirsty…”

He never got the chance to finish before Hermione shot it down while pointing toward the table on the side, “The water jug is over there and there was also Pumpkin juice jug next to it.”

Harry winced as he tried another one, “I need to go to the bathroom…”

Again, Hermione shot it down before he managed to finish, “There’s one connected to the dorm.”

Harry quickly added, “It has been malfunctioning…”

Hermione however wasn’t about to let him go that easily as she added to her own argument, “… and there’s also another one connected to this room and it certainly was in useable condition since I knew people entered it before.”

Finally Harry sighed as he tried one last excuse out of desperation, “Would you believe me if I said that I sleep-walked?”

Hermione’s eyes narrowed as she approached him until she was right in front of him and stared into his eyes, “while I admit that one was your best one so far… I don’t buy it. You’re hiding something from me Harry and I’ll bet that this… night trip of yours has something to do with it.”

Harry took half a step back, clearly intimidated by the brunette before finally releasing a sigh of resignation, “Ok… fine… you’re right… but I have to say I’m a bit unclear on how it relates to you? Last I check, it is fine for me to have secrets, right?”

Harry inwardly cursed himself as he saw Hermione reeled back, her expression turn to a mix of shock and hurt. Though he felt bad for putting in such a crass way, he didn’t take it back, partly due to pride but mostly because he didn’t want her to pry. Hermione for her part lowered her head for a moment and for a moment; Harry was hoping that she finally would back off.

Unfortunately, he soon realized that he had underestimated Hermione Granger as she raised her eyes once more and the look behind it was fiercer than ever as she speaks, “Unrelated to me? Unrelated to ME? How dare you?! You listen and listen well, Potter. When my best friend is moping around and depressed for WEEKS and he refuse to tell me then you better bet that it is related to me!”

Her expression soften as she continued, “Look, I may not know the problem you’re facing or if I can help you with it but you do NOT have to do this alone, Harry. Can’t you let me try to help just a little bit of your problem?”

Silence passed between the two for a few minutes before finally Harry raised his arms in surrender as he answered, “Okay... fine… you win, Hermione. I’m sorry for worrying you but… well… look, I just have a lot on my mind and…” He motioned toward the door leading outside before continuing, “I know we’re breaking curfew but… well… it’s easier to show you than trying to explain it to you…. will you come with me?”

Hermione chewed her lower lip as she considered that they were essentially breaking the rule but finally nodded much to Harry’s relief. Both of them quickly exited the common room into the dark castle hallway. Both tweens couldn’t help but notice that although it was better than outside, inside the common room was still much warmer than outside which caused them to shiver at the chill hanging in the air.

Harry unfurled his invisibility cloak once again and draped it around him before offering Hermione to join him inside. They easily fit inside and Hermione let Harry led her to where he was heading when Harry suddenly asked her, “By the way, how did you know I was there? I had the cloak on and all yet you looked straight at me when you called out to me.”

Hermione smirked under the darkness as she pointed to his shoes, “Easy, you might be invisible but last I check you can’t fly without a broom. All I had to do was just scatter some flour between the dorm entrances to the exit. When you walked on it, your steps are visible until you stopped in front of the exit, that’s how I figured it out.”

Harry raised his eyebrows in wonder, he certainly didn’t expect such a simple trap would be in place but something was still missing about how he got found out and immediately asked again, “How did you know I would be going at this time though or even tonight? Even you prepared a trap to find out, you can’t possibly catch me that easily.”

This time, Hermione had the grace to look sheepish as she answered, “Mostly luck, actually. This was the first time I set the trap and you happen to sneak out tonight. While waiting, I was hiding behind the barrier with a cup of coffee to keep me awake. Let me tell you now that I don’t want to taste another sip of that thing… I don’t know how my parents can drink it everyday, that thing was so bitter….”

Harry turned to her with his jaw hanging before asking again, “Then… what if I decided not to sneak out tonight? Please don’t tell me you plan on staying awake in the tunnel until morning. You’d get frostbite by the time someone finds you.”

Hermione blushed as she replied, “Well… it was my plan of action actually… though I had to admit that had you appeared another hour later, I wasn’t sure that I’d still be there. I probably would have decided to give up and headed to bed by then.”

Harry stared at his best friend with complete dumbfounded look before finally smiled as he shook his head, “Tell me again why you’re in Hufflepuff? Last I check, Gryffindors are the reckless ones….”

Hermione rolled her eyes and smirked as she replied back, “So says the guy who risked getting detention or worse, expelled by breaking curfew.” Both puffs let out a small laugh at each other as they made their way through the school corridors.

After series of turns and stairs, Hermione gradually figured out their destination and her expression turned more and more serious the closer they got to it. Sure enough, as she suspected, Harry led her to the stair leading from second floor to the third floor. She turned to Harry with a hiss, “Please don’t tell me we’re going up there again, Harry. That section of the school if forbidden and if the Headmaster’s warning was to be believed, getting detention will be the least of our worries.”

Harry turned at her before answering, “Yes, we are….” His tone was both a mix of sadness and joy that Hermione couldn’t help but notice. Without stopping, Harry climbed the stair while Hermione though reluctant decided to follow anyway.

Suddenly, she remembered what there the last time they were up there, “The mirror… Harry… you’ve been coming here to look into the mirror, didn’t you? But… why…?”

Harry didn’t answer until they finally reached outside of the room where the mirror was before turning around to face her, “Hermione… tell me, did you remember the inscription on the mirror’s frame?” Hermione turned silent as she tried to remember the first time she saw it before answering that she didn’t even notice it.

Harry nodded once as he elaborated, “The inscription was written around the mirror, it was written backward and oddly space but I figured out the words, it says ‘I show not you face but your heart’s desire’…” He pushed the wooden door and let it swung open before continuing, “…It means that what we see inside the mirror are things that we wish the most.”

Hermione mutters a long “Ahh” in understanding before whispering in a voice so low that Harry could barely hear her, “I see… so that’s why… it makes sense, I guess….”

Gently Harry pulled her into the room before closing the door behind them and taking off the invisible cloak from both of them. He approached the mirror and pulled the cloth covering it off before stepping back once again to join Hermione, “You see… this mirror… showed me my parents as they were alive, with us. You’re next to me, my mother is next to you… and my father is behind me and I have to say, I do look like younger version of him….”

Harry paused for a moment as he kept staring at the image in the mirror. Besides him, Hermione turned away from the mirror as she was trying not to let it distract her as she looked at Harry. Currently, the boy was practically telling her about his deepest secret and dream and it would be rude of her not to give it her undivided attention.

A tear trickle down from Harry’s eye as he continued, “I miss them, Hermione… I miss them so terribly bad. I wanted them to be alive and well, standing with us right here and now… I wanted to be able to let them meet you so I can introduce you to them… but I can’t… I know it was impossible and what I saw in there was nothing but illusion but… I wish… I just wish… that it was real….”

Tears fell from Hermione’s eyes too as she reached out to her best friend and pulled him into a hug, offering what little comfort it would be able to give as she whispered, “It’s… I’m sorry, Harry. I can’t even begin to imagine what you’re feeling but... I’m here… I know that I won’t ever be able to take your parents’ place but I’m here for you….”

Harry tentatively returned the hug as he whispered, “Thank you, Hermione… Thank you so much….”

For a while, the two was just content with hugging each other before Hermione finally pulled away as she spoke, “You told me your deepest desire… I think it is fair for you to know mine….”

This time, Hermione turned to look at the mirror before speaking, “What I saw in the mirror… is Professor McGonagall giving me my diploma at the Great Hall, seem like it is our graduation… She told me that I scored the highest mark in the entire history of the school… everyone in the room are smiling and clapping their hands, cheering my accomplishment… even my parents are there….”

She paused for a moment before continuing, her eyes never leaving mirror, “You see… I didn’t have the best of childhood before Hogwarts either. Before coming to Hogwarts, I didn’t exactly have much friend if any at all of people around my age to get along with, the opposite in fact. Both my parents are dentists, VERY good ones at that, and though I know that they both love me but being busy nearly all the time, I spend most of my time either at school or alone at home. I wasn’t, still isn’t, a very confident kid and not many wanted to hang out with a bookworm. At first, I thought that if I was a good girl and performed well at school, they would change their mind but… all it actually did was alienate me further or even bullied me for it.”

She took a deep breath before continuing, “When I got my Hogwarts letter followed by a visit by Professor McGonagall, I was ecstatic. I thought that now that I know why I was so different from the others and there was place for kids like me, I would be able to make some friend… but even that lasted only until I got to platform 9¾. I noticed that I was alone on the platform and tried to introduce myself to one of the kids there and they immediately told me to get away from them followed by the term “mudblood”. I didn’t know what that word means but I could guess from their reaction and look that it certainly wasn’t a favorable thing.”

The brunette smiled as she looked into the mirror as she spoke, “Seem like it’s a dance party now… I always loved Disney films, you know… and I would imagine myself to be an ugly duckling or Belle, waiting for the prince to sweep me away to happiness… and that was exactly what I was seeing. I… well… my imaginary older version, at least, is now twirling around the dance floor with… someone, I can’t recognize him. Everyone else in the room was looking at her with smiles as they clap for her… My parents are among them… even my grandma who had passed away a few years ago.”

Finally, Hermione closed her eyes for a moment before turning back to Harry, “It was a beautiful dream… but it is an illusion nonetheless… at least for now. However, we live in reality and that is where we need to put our attention to….”

Silence fell between them for what felt much longer than mere minutes before a sudden creaking sound behind them brought them back to reality. The two first years turned toward the source of the sound and saw that the door had swung open slightly, most likely because of the wind. Hermione turned toward Harry as she spoke again, “Come on, we need to go back to the dorm before someone realized that we’re not there or worse, a staff member finding us here.”

They picked up the cloth lying on the floor and carefully draped it over the mirror, once again covering its surface from view, before going for the door. Harry unfurled his invisibility cloak before covering him and Hermione with it as they opened the door slowly. Once out of the door, they made their way back down the corridor until they reached where the stair leading back to second floor was… or it supposed to be.

Unfortunately for them, they found that the stair was missing from where they last saw it. They looked around to find the missing stair before Harry pointed to their right, “There it is… it must have moved when we were in the room… we need to find a way to get over there… but I don’t see a path from here that leads there… and….”

Harry never finished his sentence as suddenly the stair moved once again, heading to their direction which caused him to let out a relieved breath. However, Hermione tapped his shoulder as she pointed toward the bottom of stair, “Harry, someone is there… he’s pointing his wand toward the stair… he must have called it to move so that he could climb it here… we need to get out of here….”

Cursing under his breath, Harry nodded once before following Hermione back into the corridor. They once again stopped in front of the room where the mirror was as they wished to hide there and waited for the person to pass. Unfortunately, another problem immediately rubbished their plan as Harry tried to pull the door open… only to find that it wouldn’t budge, “Crap… it won’t open… we might have accidentally locked it when we exit it… what do we do, Hermione?”

Hermione’s eyes widen as she heard the telltale sign of the stair had fixed its position and she knew the person would be upon them soon. Worse, in the corridor, there was little chance that the person wouldn’t accidentally bump into them even if they stayed where they were with the invisibility cloak on. Suddenly, she felt her arm being pulled causing her to turn toward Harry who spoke to her hurriedly, “We need to run… staying here will just make our situation worse. Maybe there was another place to hide at the other end… we need to make for it. Hurry.”

Hermione nod at Harry’s suggestion, they didn’t exactly have any option left and whoever was coming would be upon them anytime now. Thus both first years made their way further into the corridor as fast yet stealthy as they possibly could. However, their hope was once again betrayed as they soon found themselves in front of a double door. Harry pulled on the handle but once again, the door refused to so much as budge before he turned to Hermione, “Great… now what… we’re trapped.”

Hermione chewed on her lower lip as she tried to come up with a way out of their situation before her eyes suddenly widen as she reached into her pajama pocket and pulled out her wand. She moved Harry slightly out of the way from the door, ignoring his questioning look, before pointing her wand to the door, “Please… let this work… Allohomora.”

A brief flash escaped from the wand into the door’s keyhole before a click could be heard from inside the door. The brunette let out a relieved sigh as she put the wand once again in her pajama pocket before pulling the door open, this time the door moved outward. She motioned Harry to slip into the slight opening which he immediately complied before following behind him and closed the door back behind her.

Once she was inside, Hermione took a deep breath before whispering as if she’s trying to recite one of her book, “Allohomora… spell to undo basic lock and chain. Thank God it worked….”

Suddenly, she felt her arm being grabbed in a vice-like grip and turned to Harry for explanation. However, Harry was looking toward the other end of the room with his eyes and mouth wide open. Hermione shook her arm as she tried to loosen the grip, it was really starting to hurt, but it proved too strong. Finally, she tried to open her mouth to complain but Harry’s hand immediately covered her mouth, preventing her from making any sound.

After a while, Harry slowly turned to her before shaking his head side to side as he released her arm before placing his index finger in front of his lips, the universal sign not to make as sound. Hermione knit her eyebrows together as she looked back at him, clearly wasn’t amused. In response, Harry tilted his head to the side, wordlessly telling her to look.

Seeing that Harry seemed to be panicking about something, Hermione felt a foreboding feeling as she turned to look where Harry was telling her to. Suddenly, Hermione was immensely glad that Harry had covered her mouth as a soundless scream escaped her throat, “A-……………!!!”

Lying at the far corner of the room was a creature, easily 4 or 5 meters tall even lying down, black fur covered its body that seem to ripple like fire and most importantly, three heads that lied side by side. The beast had its eyes closed, seemingly asleep though the rumbling of its growl told them that it was very much alive and would no doubt attack them at first sign of their presence.

Hermione felt her arm being shaken by Harry and turned back to him once more. The boy was pointing toward the door with his thumb, sign that he was telling her that they need to get out. Hermione in response mouthed out, “Professor!” but Harry motioned toward the beast once again as if saying, “Better than THAT!” and Hermione found herself unable to fault him with that reasoning. Finally, Hermione nodded her head as she agreed with him.

Slowly, Harry placed his hand on the door handle before turning it as quite as he possibly could. The handle turned according to the pressure he placed on it, barely even a squeak escaped from it until he felt slight resistance from it. Taking extra care of his hand, Harry pressed further as he felt the mechanism inside the door moved.

Unfortunately, despite his greatest effort, some things simply couldn’t be helped. Once the handle was fully turned, a click that signaled that the hatch inside the mechanism had been unlocked escaped from it. Worse, inside the empty and silent room, the slight noise resounded within… with disastrous result.

Hermione who was still keeping an eye on the beast at the corner of the room was the first one to saw it. A pair of tiny glistening orbs appeared in the darkness followed by another pair as it rose higher before yet another pair joined the first two. All three sets of the beast’s eyes locked unto the two first years as they growled at the same time, the rumbling that sounded like it came from the deepest pit of hell itself shook the air.

Instinctively, Harry slowly turned around behind him to look at the creature just in time to see that the creature was crouching. Experience with his aunt’s dog told him that the creature was readying itself to attack. A pair of screams escaped both him and Hermione as he pulled the door open while grabbing Hermione’s wrist at the same time as he pulled her through the opening as fast as he possibly could.

The moment they stepped through the opening, both first years immediately turned and pushed the door close with all their might. Just in time it seemed as not even a second later, an extremely loud “bang” from the other end of the door threw them to their back followed by sound of scratchings though the door firmly prevented the creature from reaching them.

The sound finally stopped after a while before both puffs slowly picked themselves up from the floor, their eyes never leaving the door until they were sure that the creature wasn’t coming out. Finally, they released a long breath they weren’t aware had been holding. Suddenly, an adult voice came from behind them, “Well now that you’re calm, would you two like to tell me what have you two been doing here?”

Harry and Hermione turned at the same time and immediately found Headmaster Dumbledore right behind them. The man stared at them through his half-moon glasses with reproaching eyes as he spoke again, “Well?”

Both first years fidgeted as they tried to answer before Hermione found her wit first as she answered, “We’re sorry professor, we were having late night studying lesson and we were thinking of looking for the kitchen to get some snacks and….”

A small smile appeared on the headmaster’s lips as he stared at her with twinkle in his eyes, “Come now, Miss Granger… surely you can come up with better excuse than that?” He then turned his attention to Harry, still with the same twinkling eyes and smile as he spoke, “Or would you like to give it try, Mr. Potter?”

Both puffs had the grace to blush at the headmaster’s teasing as they decided not to say anything less they dug themselves deeper. Dumbledore moved his gaze from them toward the door holding back the Cerberus as he spoke, “Curiosity is a virtue of the young but disregarding a warning made for your own sake is not wise, my young Hufflepuffs.”

Harry and Hermione nodded silently, they knew that the headmaster had them pegged and nothing they say would help their situation one iota. Finally, the man smiled with mirth as he continued, “Well then, since this is your first offenses and considering that you two are unharmed… I believe that 20 points from Hufflepuff for each of you for breaking the curfew is reasonable and another 50 points each for disregarding the rule. Now….”

The headmaster pointed his wand toward the direction of the stair at the other end of the corridor for a few minutes before putting it under his sleeve before turning back to both of them, “You two know how to get back to your dorm with no more night crawling, I believe? There is still a while until class starts in the morning so I recommend you two getting a few hours of sleep, at least.”

Both first years nodded they walked pass the headmaster toward the stair at the other end of the corridor. As he passed the professor, Dumbledore spoke again, “… Oh and… Harry, a piece of advice if I may… A dream may be beautiful to look at and imagine… but it does not do… to dwell on dreams and forget to live, please remember that^[1].” Harry stopped walking for a moment as he turned back toward the man and gave him a brief nod before he continued.
^[1] Line taken from Harry Potter and The Philosopher Stone by JK Rowling

Author Note: Well... First, to those who are looking forward to this chapter, let me apologise for the long wait. Life has been a dowright mean bitch and I didn't have the time to write as much as I would like to... I'd REALLY love to be able to promise that next chapter will come much faster... but I can't.

Now, as some of you readers may notice this chapter has much more gramatical and/or spelling error than my previous ones but unfortunately my BETA has disappeared. I tried contacting him but he didn't reply so I figure I need to find a new one. For those interested, leave your email in the review and I'll contact you.
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