It was truly a remarkable sight to see. Everyone was in a good mood, chatting with one another, helping each other put up the decoration. Who would have known that Malfoy being sent to Azkaban would make so many people happy. Harry was amongst those people who was chatting with other people, and something out of the corner of his eye caught his attention. Ron and Brooke were trying to make their way out of the Room of Requirement. A wry smile appeared upon his face, knowing what the two were up to. Soon, after they had reached the door, Harry made his way toward them, wondering what he was to say when he confronted them.
"...notice if we are gone?" Harry heard Brooke say to Ron. How could they not notice the two of them disappearing together.
"I doubt it." spoke Ron with a small smile. "Everyone is too..." Ron turned around to prove his point, when he saw Harry standing behind them. "Bloody hell Hary.' said Ron, who had nearly jumped. "Why'd you have to go and do that?"
you mean like this Midnight?
I only posted a litlte, because I didn't want to type too much on people. And I'm sorry for not using descriptive words like Midnight.
Okay, here it goes.....hope everyone likes this!
Just as Harry was about to answer Ron, Brooke bumped into Ron, Causing all three of them to fall over.
"What did you do that for?!" Ron grumbled. Just then Harry saw exacly what caused Brooke to fall.
George was standing in the doorway, his face red and sweaty. He looked around with dialated eyes, looking very disoriented. Harry was about to ask him what he was doing, When George started cursing and screaming.
"It can't happen...NO! It's not supposed to end this way....someone...please...help him...."
"What's the matter?" Ron asked. Brooke looked very scared.
"Fred....no...can't...must help him...." George trailed off.
"What happened? Did Fred..." Ron couldn't finish his sentence. Ginny rushed over, just noticing what was happening.
"What's going on?" Ginny asked, quite confused. Hermione was right behind her.
"FRED!!!" George screamed, "We have to help him!"
"He's still alive?!" Ron asked, releived and scared. George stopped yelling, and tried to talk normally, because people were starting to stare.
"He is getting worse, the healers say that he won't last much longer."
Harry's face got stoney, and he decided that they had waited long enough, they had to get Fred to help that he needed. Harry looked at the little group that was there; himself, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, George, and Brooke. Brooke wasn't really involved, so she would have to stay. And harry was sure that Ron would agree with that.
Ron looked at Harry knowingly. They both grabbed George and dragged him out of the room.
"Let's go to the common room." Harry said panting, from all the hard work.
Hermione walked over, and pointed her wand at George, said a few, well choosen words, and he floated up in front of them.
"Right, well, I guess that would work better." Harry said stupidly.