| Chapter Two Disclaimer: See first chapter. Hermione and Ron jumped out of the carriage and began making their way down the walk to the school. � Herm, do you think we should wait for Harry?� � Yes, I think we should. Even though he thinks he can take care of himself, there are plenty of things more powerful than a fifth year wizard.� They waited a few moments. By this time the rest of the students had gone into the Great Hall and begun to watch the sorting ceremony. They strained their eyes to see if another carriage was approaching. � Ron Weasly! Hermione Granger! What do you think you are doing? You should be inside with the others!� Professor McGonagall had obviously noticed their absence. �Professor! Harry�� Professor McGonagall did not allow them to finish. She pushed them inside and into the Great Hall. �We can�t get out of here without making a disturbance.� Hermione said. �I am starting to worry. When I worry, you know it�s serious.� �We have to think positively. For now let�s just say he had a little trouble finding his wand and he will be here momentarily.� With that they sat down at the Gryffindor table and watched the last of the new students being sorted. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Harry awoke. He was in some type of cloth bag, and his hands and feet were bound. He tried to yell, but he couldn�t. He could tell there was a spell on him keeping him from yelling. He could feel rocks and grass though the fabric. Could he be at the same spot? No, Voldemort wouldn�t just leave him there. It was Voldemort who had done this wasn�t it? Then he realized that he didn�t have his wand. He was helpless. Helpless, and most likely taken by the enemy. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~ The only two people at the Gryffindor table who did not quickly devour their delicious dinner were Hermione and Ron. They knew Harry should have been there. It seemed like hours before the food disappeared and the students began to walk up to their dormitories. � Ron, I know that we decided not to be worried about Harry, but think about it. I�m going to Professor Dumbledor.� She strided up to the head table where their headmaster was talking to Professor Snape about the increase in the prices of potion ingredients. �Professor Dumbledor, we need to speak with you, immediately.� Hermione said bravely, considering this was the Headmaster she was talking to. �Yes, young pupils? What is it?� � Professor, we think this is serious. When we got off the train today Harry went to stretch out, and he fell and dropped his wand. He said he�d look for it, and catch a carriage after he�d found it. He never got here.� Dumbledor looked like he had been slapped in the face by a house elf. � How could you let this escape my attention? This is disastrous, this is unbelievable, this is terrible!� He yelled. Ron had never seen anyone so angry. �Professor, we thought he would be alright. We would have told you earlier but we did not think anything of it until the meal was partially over. We still did not want to cause a scene.� Hermione was surprised. She had never seen Ron speak with such eloquence and grace as he had just then. Dumbledor sighed and said � I apologize, it is not your fault. Harry is a hardheaded young wizard who never takes the necessary precautions.� Ron shot him a look that no one would have ever expected, even considering the fact his best friend had just been dissed. Dumbledor took notice and quickly added, �He�s not a bad person, just a little hardheaded sometimes young Weasly. Now, I must organize a group of teachers to help me find him. He could be in grave danger if Voldemort had anything to do with this, and that is most likely at the moment. I will need you to explain the situation to them as far as his disappearance. House Elves!� Twelve small house elves appeared by the doors to the Great Hall. �What do you need, Professor, sir?� they chimed. � Fetch Professor Snape, Professor McGonagall, Madam Hooch, Hagrid, Professor Flitwick, Filch, and Professor Ambrosia.� � Yes, Professor, sir.� � Uh, Professor?� Hermione asked. � Yes Ms. Granger?� � Who is Professor Ambrosia?� � Your new Defense against the Dark Arts teacher. A very powerful and skilled witch.� Hermione and Ron looked at each other. They history with Defense against the Dark Arts teachers had been slightly troubled. They wondered if this one would be one they could trust, like Professor Lupin, or an enemy like Quirrell. Or maybe and insanely vain wizard like Lockhart. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~ A few moments later all the requested staff were assembled before Dumbledore. � My dear Professors. Our school is at this moment facing an emergency. Harry Potter has been abducted.� A wave of shock went through the room. The only one who seemed unaffected by this news was Snape. � We need to find out what happened to him. These two students are the last who saw them. They will tell you what they know.� Hermione and Ron retold their story to the staff. Mostly Hermione, since Ron was too petrified to speak to this huge group of professors. Once she was finished, Dumbledor spoke again. �Now Professor Ambrosia, Professor Snape, Professor McGonagall, and Hagrid. Would you please go to the location of the disapearance? Filch, please patrol the outside of the school, in case he turns up. Madam Hooch, kindly patrol from the air, if you see anything Professor Flitwick, who will be with you, will fly here immediately to alert me. I will be in my office attempting to find answers through some of my contacts. Pupils, with me. Now everyone, to your jobs!� And with that the teachers went to their appointed areas and began the search for Harry Potter. |