The Rules of Hogwarts | By : MistressAshley Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 3608 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and I make no profit from writing this story. I also don't own these funny Rules of Hogwarts.
AN: I've decided to try writing the other rules. I don't know how many I'll manage before I give up, but I'm willing to try if you guys are willing to read.
Rule #2: I will NOT feed the first years to Fluffy.
For the Greater Good
Harry stumbled through the halls, stepping onto one of the moving staircases; he was looking for a place to hide. His ability to talk to snakes was revealed in the last dueling practice–stupid Lockhart—and now the whole school was out to get him. One of those damn first years had just tripped him from the darkness of a hidden alcove. He never saw it coming and had almost tripped down a flight of stairs.
Finally, the stairs he was on pulled to a stop and Harry made his way down the darkly lit hall. He recognized this hall, he thought, taking a closer look as he walked. Yes, this was the forbidden third floor corridor. With this realization, Harry managed to find that forbidden room easily. Oddly, the door was still locked, but a simple Alohomora had the door creaking open.
The room beyond was darker than even the corridor, not a hint of light but that of the sparsely flickering torches behind Harry. There was a rustle of sound from the room and Harry squinted into that blackness. Where were those glowing orbs coming from? Had Dumbledore started storing magical objects in here?
"Oh, bloody hell," Harry breathed as a three great heads swiveled into the light. The glowing orbs were eyes and those teeth were very big. The giant dog's growl rumbled through the room, echoing off the stone walls and the hot breath ruffled Harry's hair. "Good boy, Fluffy," Harry coaxed as he backed slowly from the room, slamming the door behind him.
He leaned against the wall, eyes wide as he panted in fear. Why was that beast still here? Hadn't Hagrid said something about not being allowed to keep Fluffy? The man had been so broken up about the news, so why was Fluffy still here? Harry thought back to the dog that he had seen. The eyes and teeth were the first things that came to mind but next was the skinny body. Wasn't anyone feeding the thing? That was kind of … sad. Fluffy was a hellhound and it was programmed into them to guard things. It wasn't really Fluffy's fault he was so vicious and had tried to eat them last year. No animal deserved to be starved and forgotten.
Hmm, he could work with this. The school thought him a Dark Lord? Well, he'd give them a Dark Lord … starting with the little shit who tripped him.
With renewed purpose, Harry set off back down the corridor leaving nothing behind but a whistle bouncing off the walls and the echoes of his skipping steps.
)()(
It was three days later that he was able to get Harper alone. The little idiot had taken to following him, thinking himself unseen. It was a simple matter of boasting loudly about finding something mind blowing hidden in Hogwarts to catch his attention. He made a big show of being secretive and disappearing randomly.
It had all worked perfectly, Harry thought as he stepped off the moving staircase. A glance from the corner of his eye showed Harper crouched at the bottom of the stairs, eyes wide as he watched Harry intently. Once Harry disappeared around the corner he knew he would have only a minute or two to hide himself away before Harper caught up.
Perfect.
Harry hurried his steps as he rounded the corner. There was an old classroom across from Fluffy's room that he could hide in if he could just get there before Harper caught up. He slipped into the room, robe just ruffling in as the sound of running footsteps caught up to him. The shit was anything but subtle; his pounding footsteps could wake the dead.
Harry held his breath in anticipation as he peaked out the door. This part was mostly chance. Would the boy check the closed door or the one that was left slightly open. He was hoping Harper would try Fluffy's closed door but he was prepared for either. If the boy came towards his door … Harry's fist clenched tightly. Satisfaction would come either way.
Luckily, the tiny first year boy scanned the hall, eyes lingering on the cracked door before they focused solely, narrow eyed, on the closed door. The boy's breathing sped up, teeth nibbling at his lower lip, before his hand reached out. Harry was a bit disappointed that the brat didn't even have his wand out. He thought he would be interrupting a Dark Lord performing some hideous ritual but he was going in unarmed? That solidified Harry's choice; the boy deserved everything coming to him.
Harry waited until the last second before pulling his door open silently. Harper was staring into the darkness distracted as Harry had been by the glowing orbs, but that wouldn't last long so Harry made his move. A hard shove sent the boy tumbling into the room with a cry, knees knocking harshly against the stone floor.
A growl rumbled through the room as Harry slammed the door. Screams rang through the hall, accompanied by the rumbling growl and snapping of teeth before silence fell once more.
Next!
)()(
The next one was even easier. This one was a Gryffindor, but he was just as bad about following Harry. The tiny boy seemed to delight in calling out to Harry, following him around with that silly camera draped around his neck.
It was a simple matter of asking the boy to follow him and Colin went along docilely, perfectly content to follow on Harry's heels like one of those yapping, little dogs.
The boy chattered at him the whole way up the stairs and down the corridor. Harry was going to go crazy if he had to listen to one more story told in that high, excited voice and it let him know he was doing the right thing. He couldn't live another six years in Hogwarts with this boy dogging his heels.
Harry gave a firm nod at these thoughts as he opened the door to Fluffy's room. He gave the first year a nod to go before him. "In here."
The poor boy didn't even question the darkness, didn't pause as he trustingly walked to his death.
Harry slammed the door behind him with a relieved sigh.
Yes, this was for the best. It was all for the greater good. He couldn't save the Wizarding world if he was injured or insane. That was why this had to happen.
No one could fault him for this, could they?
End
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