Another Hogwarts Story 6

Did you ever wonder how life would be if you ever visit Hogwarts? This quiz is surely. In this quiz, get the oppurtunity to become friends and more with Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Draco Malfoy, Oliver Wood and Neville Longbottom.

The results for this quiz are: Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Draco Malfoy, Oliver Wood and Neville Longbottom. I hope you enjoy. (:

Created by: hp4evr

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  1. *hp4evr* I'm so glad to be finally able to update. It's too good to be true! I must warn this edition isn't exactly one of my finest. However, I leave it to you to decide. So, I now stop my talk and let you read in silence. :)
  2. If I say I was more excited about the trip than the Halloween itself then you must believe me and it wasn't only true for me but all the third years who eagerly awaited the thirty first of October. The children dreamed about the places they would visit in Hogsmeade and the things they would buy there. None of us were bothered by the fact that this visit would take place in the presence of dark hooded dementors and least bothered we were by the fact that we might run into Sirius Black, the infamous murderer, himself. The day dawned upon the third year at last and the air of thirty first of October brought with it the excitement and enthusiasm of the Halloween, and the happy sentiments of the occasion.
  3. Unfortunately, a certain third year was exempted from all this excitement and he had no partaking in the events. Harry Potter was restrained within the bounds of the castle by an unsigned piece of parchment which declared that he must stay within and not outside. People sympathised with him and many offered their services, assuring him that they'll manage to produce a signature exactly matching his good-for-nothing uncle's but as he had already informed Professor McGonagall, their offers were to be refused with much reluctance. Thus, it was decided that we must visit Hogsmeade without Harry Potter.
  4. Thus, it was the morning of thirty first October that I stood in the excited throng along with Ron, Hermione and Harry. A very excited Ron told us about Honeydukes, a sweetshop in Hogsmeade, while a sympathised looking Hermione tried to stop him, with a cue from her eyes, from further hurting Harry's feelings. 'I'm not really interested in Hogsmeade,' Ron told us. 'I just want to get inside Honeydukes!' 'Really?' I asked, quite taken aback that he only thought about Honeydukes. 'Yeah, it's this sweetshop where they've got almost 'everything'... Pepper Imps - they make you smoke at the mouth - and great fat Chocoballs full of strawberry mousse and clotted cream, and really excellent Sugar Quills which you can suck in class and just look like you're thinking what to write next -' he finished off with a very dreamy look on his face and it didn't require much effort to guess that he was still thinking about the sweets which Honeydukes had to offer.
  5. 'But Hogsmeade's a very interesting place, isn't it?' Hermione pressed on eagerly, momentarily forgetting that Harry was still with us. 'I've read in 'Sites of Magical Sorcery' that it's the only entirely non-muggle settlement in Britain. It also says the inn was the headquarters for the 1612 goblin rebellion, and the Shrieking Shack's supposed to be the most severely haunted building in Britain.' 'Yeah, but we're not interested in your History of Magic lecture, Hermione,' Ron said irritably. 'No one cares whether the goblins rebelled there or it used to be a capital of some funny goblin kings-' 'There were no goblin kings, Ron, or at least, that's what I know,' I corrected him. 'It doesn't matter though, does it? At least, Hogsmeade's still got Honeydukes,' Ron finished the argument and  Hermione rolled her eyes, almost mocking his words. 'Well, I hope you enjoy yourselves,' Harry said, disappointment lining his tone. At this, Hermione looked suddenly sorrowful. 'We'll bring you lots of sweets back from Honeydukes,' she said, looking genuinely sorry for him. 'Yeah, loads,' Ron added who had finally forgotten his squabble with Hermione in the face of Harry's disappointment.
  6. 'Staying here, Potter?' A familiar drawl said behind us. I turned and saw Draco Malfoy, looking thoroughly smug and disdainful. 'Are you scared of the little old Dementors?' There wasn't anything little about those dementors though. 'Eavesdropping, Malfoy?' I asked coolly. His grey eyes widened in slight surprise. 'Oh, I didn't notice you, Crawford,' he said, with a smirk stretching across his pale face. 'But you have now!' Ron interrupted, looking resentful.  'Will you leave us alone, Malfoy?' 'No one asked your opinion, Weasel,' Malfoy replied, his tone losing all its previous good humour. Ron's ears seemed to be turning a faint red.  'See you around then,' he added and with a smirk, that probably appeared due to his satisfaction of insulting Ron, he walked away. 'If I didn't know I'd end up in Azkaban for it, I would've murdered him ages go,' Ron said vehemently as Malfoy left.  'Forget it, he's not even worth it,' I said in an attempt to calm down his mood.
  7. Since Filch the Caretaker had been calling students for quite a while, we decided not to waste more of our precious time and bid our last goodbyes to Harry. 'Goodbye then, Harry. Take care,' I said sincerely. His face lit up with a small sad smile, and he  brushed off the black hair that fell carelessly on his forehead. 'Don't worry about me,' he said, attempting an offhand voice but didn't succeed. 'I'll see you at the feast. Have a good time.' I managed a kind, sincere smile to lessen his misery, although I knew I'd be unsuccessful. He, to my surprise, returned a reassuring smile and after our last farewell, we started walking down the path that led to the only wizarding village in Great Britain.
  8. Hogsmeade, it seemed, was an interesting place after all. It was decorated specifically for Halloween celebrations. Carved pumpkins lined the local streets and live bats fluttered here and there, giving the place a very Halloween flavour. The first place that we visited, as Ron had insisted, was Honeydukes. It wasn't much difficult to spot the shop as it was easily visible from a distance, being crowded with Hogwarts students. A sweet smell of freshly made sweets greeted me when I entered the shop. There were jars of almost 'every' sweet I could imagine of. I now truly understood what Ron had meant. 'So?' Ron asked proudly as we surveyed the shop. 'It really is wonderful,' I said. He smiled almost unconsciously. 'Right, now look here at these Sugar Quills -' Ron and Hermione began to examine sweets and also bought some for themselves as well as Harry. At first, I wanted to empty all my pockets on the sweets but then thought it wouldn't be wise at all and thus I had to suffice with a small bag of assorted sweets. When we later left the shop, we were all laden with sweet bags (I had to carry Harry's as well). 'I think we should have visited Honeydukes in the end,' I said while I tried to handle the bags. 'Yes, but there's nothing we can do now,' Hermione replied.
  9. I think we saw whole of Hogsmeade that day, Dervish and Banges, Zonko's and Three Broomstick. Tired after our long stroll in the village,  we decided to have a drink in The Three Broomsticks. The pub was quite crowded when we entered and I thought we'll not be able to find an empty table. However, I was partly wrong. We found an almost empty table at the end of the room. I said 'almost' because there was already a rather pale, brown-haired boy sitting on one of the chairs. He was reading some book. I had never seen him before but then I really didn't know about the other houses. 'Hello,' I said politely. 'Can we sit here?' He looked up and his clear blue eyes lingered on us for a moment before he replied. 'Sure, have a seat,' he said and drew out a seat which was taken by Ron. 'I'm Jane Crawford,' I introduced myself when we were seated, 'and they are Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley,' I pointed towards them who smiled politely as I did so. 'I know you. Aren't you friends of Harry Potter?' He asked. 'I'm Jeremy Lancaster by the way and I'm in third year. It's very nice to meet you,' he said. 'It's nice to meet you too,' I reciprocated. 'I don't think you're in Gryffindor,' Ron said. 'You're right! That's because I'm in Ravenclaw,' he answered with a friendly smile. Jeremy looked intelligent like all the other Ravenclaws and seemed to have a certain fondness for books. Ron told us he'd be back in a minute with our drinks, and during this time we chatted with Jeremy and found him to be quite friendly. When Ron returned with foaming tankards of hot Butterbeer, we had already learned a lot about him. He told us that his father was a British muggle and they lived somewhere in Kent. He also had an older sister, Katrina who was a sixth year Hufflepuff.
  10. As the evening approached near, we knew it was about time we returned to the castle. Therefore, we excused ourselves from Jeremy and walked down the stone path that led to Hogwarts. We found Harry already waiting for us at the Entrance. He tried his best to act normal but his mood greatly lifted up when we gave him his sweets. We told him all about Hogsmeade as we ate and asked him what he did when we were away. He said he went to see Professor Lupin and thus he didn't feel lonely much longer. There was a Halloween feast soon after in the Great Hall. The Great Hall was beautifully decorated with hundreds and hundreds of candle-filled pumpkins, a cloud of fluttering live bats and many flaming orange streamers. The food was delicious and even though I, who had eaten Honeydukes sweets, managed second-helpings of everything. The feast finished with an entertainment provided by Hogwarts ghosts. Everything seemed perfect. Nothing could ruin the happiness of moment, not even the dementors. As I professed these thoughts to myself, I never knew I'd be proved wrong in the next moment. I followed the rest of the Gryffindors along the usual path to the Gryffindor Tower but when I reached the corridor, which ended up with Fat Lady's portrait, I found it jammed. 'What happened?' I muttered. My question was soon answered as the crowd thinned. There was nothing usual about it, unless you count a ripped and slashed portrait a usual thing. Fat Lady had vanished from the portrait and only slashed canvas was left behind. 'Oh my-' I exclaimed at the horrible sight in front of me, and I felt my heart sinking. 'It seems we have Sirius Black in the castle.'
  11. *hp4evr* Ah, At last I finished this! *does a happy dance* This concludes this edition which was for me (till now) the most difficult of all to write. As you can see, I used a lot of improvisation in this edition and the first two paragraphs were literally made on the spot as I posted. It felt like I was going through my examination all over again. *shudders* Well, anyways, I hope you enjoyed and it didn't turn out as bad as I had expected (although I know it did). Regardless, I hope to hear from you pretty soon and do leave your thoughts in the comments. Until next time! (:

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