HARRY POTTER WLoF REWRITE PART 4 CHAP 8HARRY POTTER WLoF REWRITE PART 4 CHAP 8 by yinyangswings
The tunnel was so dark that they could only see a little distance ahead after they finally landed at the bottom.
“Ugh…” Ron grumbled as he stepped on the bones of small creatures. Harry swallowed gathering his courage. He suddenly felt the weight of the mirror in his robe, and wondered what Moria would have done, or would likely do if she found out that he had done this.
Shuddering at the prospect he climbed up into one of the adjoining tunnels.
"Remember," Harry said quietly as they walked cautiously forward, "any sign of movement, close your eyes right away.”
But the tunnel was quiet as a graveyard and they continued down the hall. Ron stopped suddenly.
"Harry, there's something up there." said Ron hoarsely, grabbing Harry's shoulder.
They froze, watching. Harry could just see the outline of something huge and curved, lying right across the tunnel. It wasn't moving. Harry edged forward, his wand held high.
“What’s this?” Ron asked. Lockhart s
HARRY POTTER WLoF REWRITE PART 4 CHAP 7HARRY POTTER WLoF REWRITE PART 4 CHAP 7 by yinyangswings
Nysa Malfoy wasn't expecting much. Why would she expect anything for Christmas? It wasn't like her uncle and his family would send her anything. The only reason why Lucius Malfoy had even agreed to take her as his charge was because her father had threatened him. How he had threatened her uncle, she didn't know, but truthfully she didn't care.
And it wasn't like her parents or most of her siblings were going to send anything either, though her younger siblings had at least sent her a small box with what was likely a piece of jewelry for her. No, her parents had made it clear that after it had been discovered there was a reason she had been so attracted to her grandmother's jewels; an heirloom of the once prominent Cuffe family, she was no longer welcome except for short visits.
Truly, she didn't know why they blamed her.
It wasn't like she had wanted to become a jewel witch.
Sighing she lay in her bed, staring at the glittering reflections of the Black Lake on the ceiling. The claustro
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