AN: Sorry this has taken me so long, its just that, with school and all, I've been really busy... we have this freakin group project we have to do, with groups that were assigned at random, so we have peeps we don't normally talk to, and we have to get together and stuff... and we had a Science Olympiad meet on the 30th, and my friend scraped my head with my clip, so I have this huge cut on my forehead, and my other friend kept calling me Harry Potter all day on Halloween! I was like, dude, no. I'm not a man.
OMG! I got the new Nick Carter CD!! I am sooooo happy! I love him! ;)
But anyway, on with the story!
"Hermione!!!" Harry yelled loudly.
Ron quickly turned around, the piece of candy falling out of his mouth as he saw Hermione fall through the floor.
Ms. Duard started to cackle evilly. Not even realizing that Harry had called Lily Hermione.
"What the hell did you do to her?!" Harry yelled at the old lady, turning quite pale in the face.
"Yeah?" Ron said threateningly.
"Nothing..." Ms. Duard trailed off, smiling mischievously. "Do you honestly even care? Why Alex, she wouldn't let you eat any candy! Do you seriously want her around?"
"Well..." Ron said, turning to take another glance at the big table full of candy.
"R-Alex!" Harry said, disbelievingly.
"What? I'm hungry!" Ron whined. After all, he thought it was just an innocent magic trick.
But Harry knew better. He usually did.
'Where the hell am I?' Hermione thought to herself. She had fallen onto a cold, hard, damp ground. When she gave it a gander, she noticed it was concrete. She had scraped her knees and her ankle hurt a bit. She stood up and looked around the room that she landed in. "I'm really scared!" Hermione said aloud as she wrapped her arms around herself, it was quite cold in the room.
The room was dark, with only a high window for light. The window had three iron bars going across it vertically, each one was about six inches apart from the other, and had a diameter of about three inches.
The room itself was about seven feet by seven feet by seven feet. Nothing was on the walls, not even paint or wallpaper. They were all totally barren, an off-whitish sort of color. There were no doors in the room at all.
Hermione had a feeling that this room was not made for cheerfulness of any kind. She could hear people walking above her, because it made thumping noises on the ceiling. She could also hear murmurs, people talking, but she couldn't decipher what they were all saying.
"Oh Merlin, please don't let me die. Please don't let me die. I don't want to die. I have to pass my NEWTS and OWLS! And I never got to tell Harry how I feel!" Hermione said sadly, as she slumped to the floor in a sitting position, wrapping her arms around her knees. She started rocking back and forth, crying quietly. "This is not how Halloween is supposed to be! Oh my, what if Professor McGonagal finds out that we left Hogwarts! I do hope they will find us if we can't escape!" she said gravely.
"Tell me what you did with her, now!" Harry commanded.
"Why?" Ms. Duard said, looking at Harry, er, James.
"Because! She is my friend, and I want to know where she is!" Harry responded.
"Well, you could look for her, she couldn't have gone very far," the old lady replied. Then, as quick as lightening, she grabbed Ron and held onto him firmly, not letting go. "But, if you go off looking for your dear friend, I'm not so sure that Alex will be here when you get back!" she laughed maliciously.
"Don't hurt him!" Harry exclaimed. He debated whether or not to take out his wand. He wasn't sure if Ms. Duard knew about people like him, because if she did, surely she would know who he was, wouldn't she? If he did take it out, she might not take him seriously, and he didn't want to have to curse or hex her.
"Ha-James! Help me!" Ron pleaded to his best friend.
"Alex, calm down. Let me think," Harry replied to Ron.
"Where is everyone?" Hermione finally yelled out in frustration as she stood up. She then began pacing around the room, trying to think of any spell that would help her.
Unfortunately, she couldn't think of any.
"What do I do now?" Hermione asked herself aloud as she threw her hands up in despair.
Then, she thought of something that everyone always seems to do in movies. She banged on the wall and screamed for help.
She soon grew tired however, and fell into a deep sleep, sprawled out across the cold, hard, damp floor.
Harry then decided to take out his wand, because it looked like the old lady had a lot of strength, and she might seriously hurt Ron.
"So you have a wand too, eh? I didn't know Superman had a wand!" Ms. Duard said with a small laugh.
Harry then said a certain spell, and Ms. Duard was tied up with strong rope. She had let out a surprised gasp and then she began to shake.
Ron had run as soon as the old lady let him go, and he was now standing beside Harry.
"I'm going to ask you this one more time, where is Her- Lily?!" Harry said, his arm that was holding the wand was shaking a bit as he kept it pointed at her.
Ron then went over to where Hermione had been standing when she disappeared.
He examined the ground, and spotted what looked like a square slightly etched into the floor.
"Ha- I mean, um, John, come here!" Ron said, forgetting what his friend's name was.
"John? I thought you said your name was James?" Ms. Duard said, still shaking slightly.
"You must have damaged his head!" Harry exclaimed, saying the first thing that came to his mind, as he slowly backed up to where Ron was, still pointing his wand at the old lady.
"What is it?" Harry said to Ron as he approached.
"I think I found something," Ron said, kneeling down by the square.
As Harry began to kneel down, he gave the wand to Ron, who took it and kept it pointing toward the old lady.
Harry looked at the floor, looked at the square, and noticed a small hinge, painted the color of the ground.
He tried to pry the trapdoor open, but it wouldn't work.
"I need my wand," Harry said to Ron.
Ron narrowed his eyes and slowly gave the wand back to Harry, keeping a steady gaze at Ms. Duard.
Harry, while waving his wand, said, "Alohamora," and the door suddenly opened with a creaking noise.
Looking down into it, Harry said to Ron, "I think Lily might be done here."
"No duh, James," Ron said, while rolling his eyes.
"Lily!" Harry shouted down the deep, dark hole. He couldn't see the bottom of it, but he figured it to be about a fifteen-foot drop.
He got no response.
Ron and Harry then made sure that Ms. Duard couldn't escape the ropes, and they walked back toward the trapdoor.
"What should we do? We have to check this out, Hermione is probably down there. I wish I knew why she's not responding, she might be hurt!" Harry said.
"Yeah, but should we both go down, or just one of us? What if we can't make it back up?" Ron asked.
Harry then glanced around the room, seeing nothing there that could help them, he took his wand and said a spell. Out of nowhere, ropes appeared and bound Ron up.
"Jerald!" Ron yelled out in confusion.
"Sorry, Alex, but I need some rope! And my name is James!" Harry hissed at his friend. He then untied Ron and tied the rope to hinge of the trapdoor. They would use this as a ladder type thing.
Once Ron got the idea, he nodded his head and watched Harry work.
When he was done, Harry let himself down the hole and started to climb downwards. Ron was right behind him.
Luckily, the rope was long enough, and they didn't have to jump at the end. Harry said, "Luminous," and his wand glowed, showing the room. They immediately spotted Hermione, laying on the cold, dark, damp ground, her knees all scraped up.
"Hermione!" Harry yelled out as he and Ron ran to her side.
Ron started shaking Hermione, and she opened her eyes groggily.
The first thing she saw was Harry's worried face looking down at her.
"Harry?" she asked quietly.
"Hermione, are you all right? Are you okay? Are you hurt?" Harry asked hurriedly, looking her up and down for any signs of, for lack of a better word, damage.
"I... I'm all right, but my ankle kind of hurts," Hermione said, sitting up.
Harry then stood up and helped Hermione stand up. He put his arm around her waist, to help her balance. Hermione smiled weakly, "What about that lady, Ms. Duard?"
"Oh, we took care of her, right Harry?" Ron said, smiling widely.
"We, Ron? I seem to remember you forgetting your wand, and therefore, not being able to 'take care of her' very well," Harry said with a sly smile.
Hermione laughed. She then looked around the room and spotted the rope hanging from the ceiling, and a small shaft of light coming down. "Well, I was going to ask you how you got here, but I see now," Hermione said, nodding in the direction of the rope.
Harry smiled and they started to walk toward it.
Ron climbed up the rope rather quickly and asked for either Harry or Hermione's wand, so he could make sure that Ms. Duard wasn't doing anything. Hermione tossed up her wand, and Ron caught it.
Harry looked at the rope, then looked at Hermione's ankle, then the rope, then her ankle. "How do we go about this, Oh Wise One?" Harry asked, wiggling his eyebrows.
Hermione giggled and replied, "Well, you could help me start up, because I think I can climb it, if I have help getting started."
"Okay then," Harry responded.
He helped her get up the rope, and she started to climb. When she reached the top, she sat down on the floor.
After Harry got up, he helped her to her feet. Ron was still pointing her wand at Ms. Duard.
"Come on, Alex, let's go back," Harry said, still holding onto Hermione.
"Yeah, let's go back, now," Hermione agreed.
"All right, just let me grab my candy!" Ron said. He gave Hermione back her wand and went over to the couch and grabbed all three bags of candy.
Hermione waved her wand at the door and said, "Alohamora." The door suddenly swung open.
Ron, Harry, and Hermione then walked out of the house and went down the street as fast as they could. After they were away by a safe distance, Ron let out a huge sigh. "Boy, am I glad to be out of ****that**** house!"
"Well if you hadn't been so keen on eating all that candy on that table, we wouldn't have been in there in the first place!" Hermione scolded.
"Oh shut up!" Ron replied.
"Don't tell her to shut up, Ron, she's right!" Harry responded.
"Hey, did either of you untie Ms. Duard?" Hermione asked.
Ron and Harry looked at each other. Then Harry shrugged his shoulders, "Oh well, she deserves it."
Hermione laughed, and Ron started walking again. Harry and Hermione were right behind him.
"Hey, I'm really glad you're all right," Harry whispered to Hermione, smiling
"Thanks. I'm glad Ms. Duard, if that is her real name, didn't do anything to you," Hermione whispered back with the same smile on her face.
Harry then took Hermione's hand as they continued walking back to Hogwarts.
They made it back to the school grounds, and under the invisibility cloak, they made it back into the common room.
They all sat down on the couch in front of the fire. Fred and George came down then, and said, "What the hell are you wearing, Ron?"
They had forgotten to change back into their real clothes!
Ron's face went bright red, and Harry started to giggle. Hermione soon joined in.
"Why are you all wearing costumes anyway?" Fred asked.
"Um, we wanted it to truly feel like Halloween!" Hermione said, thinking quickly.
"Oh, okay then," George said, shaking his head as he and his twin walked out of the common room and into the hallway, on their way for a late night snack in the kitchen.
Hermione and Harry then undid their costumes, turning them back into what they originally were.
"Is it cold in here, or is it just me?" Harry wondered.
"Harry, you don't have a shirt on," Ron replied.
"Oh, yeah. Right," Harry said. He then emptied out his bag and changed it back into his shirt.
'Darn, he put his shirt back on,' Hermione found herself thinking.
Ron too emptied out his bag, spilling the contents onto the table in front of him. It was pretty feeble, only three pieces. Ron sighed.
Hermione sighed disbelievingly and waved her wand in front of Ron's small pile. Instantly, the pile started to multiply. Instead of three pieces of candy, there were about a hundred. Ron's face brightened greatly. He hadn't noticed that Hermione still hadn't changed his costume back. He was still a pretty pink ballerina.
Just then, Lavender and Parvati came down into the common room, seeing Ron in his outfit, they burst into laughter.
"Oh my gosh! Ron, what is that hideous pink stuff on you?!" Lavender said between gulps of air, trying to breathe normally.
Ron's face went even redder than before, and he mumbled something incoherent.
Hermione started laughing again, but then she felt bad for Ron, so she undid her spell, and his costume turned back into his pajama pants once again. Ron thanked Hermione sarcastically and went upstairs, claiming he was tired. However, unbeknownst to Hermione, he winked at Harry while climbing the stairs to the boy's dormitory.
Lavender and Parvati then went out of the common room, heading toward the prefect's bathroom, no doubt to spy on that cute Ravenclaw prefect.
Harry turned to face Hermione and smiled. Hermione smiled back and leaned her head against his shoulder.
"Happy Halloween, Hermione," Harry whispered.
"Happy Halloween, Harry," Hermione whispered back as she kissed him lightly on the cheek and closed her eyes.
Although this was her most scariest Halloween ever, it was also her most favorite.
AN: Did that totally suck? I didn't mean it to. I couldn't think of a good way to end it. Please review! Thank you! ;)