Harry must Die

Chapter 4!!!

Robin was still talking to James after she decided that it was in his genes to be stupid and therefore couldn't help it. He was male after all!

Their next lesson was defence against the dark arts and they had no clue who the teacher was seeing as he or she didn't show up on the first day.

"I don't want to be late, Ok?" Robin was gathering her stuff from the common room.

"We won't, it's like an hour before the bell." James was still in the comfort of his chair chewing on a chocolate frog wriggling about in his hands.

She sighed and sat down next to him. "Where's Alan and Georgina anyway?"

He shrugged his shoulders casually and shoved the empty wrapper in his robes pockets.

Right on cue, Georgina stumbled through the porthole giggling, as usual, clutching her stomach. Alan followed, also laughing.

Robin walked over to them. "What's funny?"

"She's just in one of her freaky moods." Alan caught Georgina's eye and they both started laughing again.

"I was skipping down the corridor..."

"Like you do." Robin added smiling.

Georgina nodded, "yeah, well. I wasn't really watching where I was going and I walked straight into that girl, erm..." She looked back at Alan.

"Revelle Giorno." He smiled, "You know that rich git that's always with Malfoy."

"Oh, yeah" Robin nodded sniggering.

"Well I kinda knocked into her and she fell on the floor..." She burst into a fit of giggles starting Alan off again who clutched his stomach.

"I suppose you had to be there." Robin stared at them and raised her eyebrows smiling.

"The look on her face!" Alan grinned, "One minute she was acting all cocky and then she was just... on the floor!" He started laughing again along with Georgina who couldn't seem to stop.

"What's all this?" James who had finally been bothered enough to get out of his chair and walk over to them looked at his sister frowning.

"Don't ask, all I got was, Revelle, fall over and git!" She smiled and walked out of the porthole to their next lesson.

The other three followed.

"Now I know all your teachers are probably saying that their subject is most important so I'm not going to tell you mine is. I just hope you enjoy it, and if you don't, well, you still need to do it so listen." He strode up and down in front of the chalky blackboard, his navy blue robes sweeping by his ankles as he walked. He had dark brown short hair and looked fresh faced with a band of freckles across his nose.

Georgina and Alan had only just calmed down as they walked into his class late and the four of them seated themselves on the front row, (to Alan's misfortune because he had forgotten his book), as they were the only seats left where they could sit together.

"Sorry professor..."

"Fentstone." He smiled at them as they came in.

"We erm..." She glanced at her brother who she was better at lying than she was.

"Got lost." He grinned at her.

"Quite understandable." He waited for them to get sorted, "You don't need your books, not today." He added to Robin who was flicking through it trying to make a good impression.

She immediately put it down and sat up straight.

"Right well we won't be doing much today, I thought it would be best for me to get learning your names and introducing the subject briefly. We'll be starting on Grindylows next week so make sure to have your books then."

Alan couldn't help but notice he was talking to him more than the others.

He looked down at a long piece of parchment with names listed down it. He muttered looking down the list and he looked a bit nervous.

"Ok then, so we've got Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs. Could you go round the class then?" He looked up at them sharply, his brown eyes darted across the classroom.

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"Fentstone? Where have I heard that before?" Robin said to James as they walked out.

He shrugged his shoulders, "A book?"

She shook her head letting a lock of dark brown hair fall out of her loose bobble onto her face. She scraped her hair back and tied it back up into a sleek pony-tail.

Georgina looked at her through her tangled waves jealously. "What next?"

"Break." Alan got out a packet of every flavoured beans from his pocket.

"Then what?"

"Herbology with Sprout."

"Where do you get all that?" Georgina looked at Alan while shoving a green bean in her mouth then immediately spitting it back out into her hands finding it was sprout flavoured

"I get them cheap from Dad."

"That's fortunate considering your bank balance." Invidia strode past them sniggering with Revelle, the girl Georgina knocked down earlier.

"Oh shut up you ugly git!" Alan said loudly after them.

"That's rich coming from you." She looked him up and down smirking in the usual Malfoy way.

"Yeah, have you seen a mirror lately?" Revelle flicked her long pin-straight brown hair behind her shoulders, a long strand falling over her dark eyes.

"No, because unlike you two, I can manage lasting a second without having to check whether an eruption of boils has spread over my face." Alan spat fiercely.

Georgina giggled quietly to herself.

"I don't know what you're smiling at." Invidia glared at her, " If had your face I'd keep a bag over my head!"

Alan whipped his wand out of his robes, not quite sure why seeing as all he could do was shoot bubbles out of its end! "I'm warning you!"

"It doesn't matter..." Georgina hissed, shocked.

"Warning me? Ooooh, I'm shaking!" Invidia laughed bitterly.

"Alan, we'll get in trouble." Robin muttered more to herself than him.

"We're not missing our break to look at their ugly faces, lets go." James grabbed the back of Alan's robes pulling him back towards the Gryffindor stairs. Georgina hurried after James and Robin walked past Invidia, glaring at her the best she could.

Time went by very fast and before they new it they were waiting outside the cold dungeons once again dreading their second Potions lesson.

"Don't do anything stupid!" Robin hissed at her brother as she watched him and Alan huddled against the wall grinning at an envelope containing what they described as the "Sacred Parchment".

"The stupid thing would be to not take advantage. This is a once in a life time chance to show Snape that Slytherins aren't the only ones with cunning plans." James smiled wickedly as Professor Snape slid past them into the Potions dungeon.

Georgina saw Invidia watching them curiously as they walked into the dungeon and took their seats.

"Don't let her hear you." She whispered to Alan, jerking her head towards where Invidia, Revelle and Sean were sat on the front row.

"Girls worry too much!" He muttered to James who nodded smiling.

Georgina punched them lightly across their arms scowling.

"After last weeks disastrous start, I have decided to split you all up into pairs where the more advanced will be able to show the less academic how to make a simple potion." Robin noticed how Snape looked at his Slytherins when he talked about the 'advanced' and how his eyes glanced back to the Gryffindors when he mentioned the 'less academic.' She rolled her eyes resting her head in her hands.

He walked around the rows muttering names, pairing everyone up. Isobel looked extremely annoyed at being with a girl called Louisia Adwene whose squashed up face smirked over to Cleopatra Suffod (a small, slim Slytherin girl) who was paired up with Jennifer Clemens.

"Nemora, get over here to be with..." Snape's eyes rolled lazily up and down the Slytherin register, "Certum."

Marcus Nemora bit his bottom lip as he shuffled over to Sebastian Certum, a very tall boy with shoulders that seemed too broad for his age.

"Thomas Recens, you can be with Nicholas Devi." Thomas got up from his stool clonking his cauldron down next to the smirking Slytherin.

"Hawkson," Professor Snape looked down at her as she stood up warily, "I think, yes, Giorno."

Georgina groaned as she walked over to her row and sat in between Invidia and Revelle.

"Weasley, you can learn a few things from Alcote." Alan got up to sit next to Sean exchanging angry glances with Georgina who looked just as frustrated at being sat next to Revelle, who kept muttering snide comments about her hair.

"That leaves us with the two famous Potters." Snape smirked as he looked down at them. "You..." His head jerked down at James who looked up, " Go sit with Richmond."

A blond haired girl looked up as James slammed his stuff next to her.

"That leaves you with Malfoy."

Robin glanced back at her brother with a look of desperation and set off towards the front row. She put her stuff down onto the bench and pulled up a stool ready to sit down.

Invidia stretched her leg out from under the bench and kicked the stool back just before she sat down.

Robin felt herself going back against the stone floor and the class looked up as her skull hit the hard floor with a loud crack.

Invidia smirked as the Gryffindors leapt out from their stools, crowding around Robin's unconscious body. James jumped forwards to Invidia pushing her off her stool. "Look what you've done you stupid bitch!"

"Silence!" Snape barked, "Hawkson and Clemens take her up to the hospital wing. Potter, ten points will be taken from Gryffindor for that foul language, twenty more for attacking an innocent bystander!"

"INNOCENT? I saw her kick the stool back!" James roared, his fists clenched.

"I will not tolerate that kind of behaviour, if you don't sit down now, fifty more points will be taken." He glared down at James with deep loathing.

"James." Alan whispered urgently, "Sit down, we'll get him back later."

He sat down grudgingly.

"Why are you still here?" Snape spat down at Jennifer and Georgina who were struggling to lift up Robin to take her to the hospital wing. "Don't they teach you anything at this school?" He snatched Georgina's wand off the bench and muttered 'mobilicorpus' making Robin's body rise into the air in an upright position, her head flopped onto her shoulder. He put the wand in Georgina's shaking hand, Robin body fell down a couple of inches so her toes were scraping on the floor. "Well? Don't just stand there."

Georgina pointed the wand up a little making Robin go a little higher up and head off out of the door, Robin ahead, Jennifer walking slowly behind.

"Giorno and Malfoy, you two pair up." They exchanged satisfied glances. James gripped the desk, his hands shaking. "Well, don't just look at me, page three, now!"

The end of the lesson couldn't have been more welcome and everyone filed out of the dungeon.

Georgina, Alan and James remained outside the door.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Georgina looked at them worriedly.

"Yes, of course it is. Don't you want to get him back?" James pulled the parchment out from his robes.

"Yeah but..."

"You're beginning to sound like Rob..."

"Shhh!" Alan who had been looking through a crack in the door turned to face them. "He's goin' to hear you if you carry on like that."

"Are you giving him the letter by hand?" She bit her lip.

"No way!" Alan smiled.

"I think we should pin it to the door." James whispered.

"What with?"

"Oh yeah." He looked around confused.

"Give it here." Georgina snatched it out of his hands.

"What you doin'?" They hissed but it was too late. They watched nervously as she strode casually back into the dungeon.

"Erm, excuse me?" Her voice quivered.

"What?" Snape looked up from behind a steaming cauldron grimly.

"I think I left my purse."

"Hurry up."

"Thanks." She walked over to the front desk and slipped the letter behind a small silver cauldron. She carried on looking around casually.

"Well?" He stared up at her.

"I can't find it, I must have dropped it." She swallowed nervously. "Sorry."

He grunted as she hurried back out.

"What did you do?"

"Lets get away from here. That guy gives me the creeps!" She grabbed them pulling them up the stone steps.

"You sure you're ok?" James was sat by Robin in the hospital wing.

"Yes, I'm sure." She smiled at her worried brother and adjusted her pillow so she could sit up more. "I'd be out of here if it wasn't for Madam Pomfrey."

"Madam who?"

"Pomfrey. She's the nurse." She looked at his wide eyes staring around the room and watched him look over at her every few seconds as if to check she was still alive. "Don't look at me like that!" She smiled.

"What?"

"Like any second I could drop dead!"

He looked up, startled.

"I've only banged my head." She tutted, "Alan says girls do all the worrying!"

"It was just so scary." He muttered, his eyes now staring at the floor.

She looked at him apologetically.

"You weren't there... well, not consciously." He looked up at her, "I've never seen you like that before."

"I've seen you plenty of times like that." She smirked.

"When?"

"Remember all the times you decided to take Dad's broom up to that high hill and throw your self off it wearing his Quidditch robes!"

She watched his cheeks prickle pink. "It's not the same."

"How?"

"Well, all those times, I did that myself. No-one actually chucked me off the hill."

"No-one chucked me off a hill either!" Robin laughed.

"You know what I mean. Malfoy did it to you purposely. It just made me feel so sick." He looked back down to the floor.

"I know, I'm sorry." She stopped smiling.

The silence was broken by Madam Pomfrey rushing in with a steaming jug.

"Take a spoonful of this." The small podgy woman shoved the steaming jug into Robin and put a large copper spoon on the table next to her bed. "It'll stop any migraines in the night." She moved over to the bed next to Robin and straightened out a cushion. "Well? What are you waiting for; it's fresh from Professor Snape. Don't let it go cold."

Robin put the potion uneasily to her lips and spluttered a little as she swallowed. It tasted like a very strong whiskey.

"Good. Now you can go."

They both headed out of the hospital wing.

"Why did you take it?" James looked at his sister in disbelief.

"Why not?" She returned his stare, her eyebrows raised.

"Didn't you hear her?"

She shook her head.

"Snape made it. I wouldn't be surprised if you dropped down dead right now."

"At least dropping dead is quick and painless. Migraines are a pain in the arse!"

He shook his head glumly.

"Talking of Snape, what happened?"

Ginny looked down at the letter and sighed heavily.

"Ginny, what's wrong?"

Harry walked across the kitchen from the back door, putting his broom on the table as he walked passed.

She looked up from reading a letter. "It's Robin."

"What?" He ran over to her and took the letter from her hands. "What's wrong with her?"

"She's fine now, just an accident in Potions."

Harry looked up, "What's the bastard done this time?"

Ginny snatched the letter out of his hand and pointed to a line saying, 'I saw Invidia kick her stool back and she fell back on the floor, hit her head and passed out.'

"It's nothing to do with Snape." Ginny stared hard at her husband.

"I should have known that Invidia was good for nothing." He muttered bitterly.

Ginny put the letter down on the table.

"But she's ok now?" Harry picked the letter back up.

"James says she is, it's all very vague."

There was a short silence. Harry took off his glasses, wiping them on his old Quidditch robes.

"What's the school doing about it?" He spoke very clearly, as if just to fill the silence.

"That's what's annoying."

"What?" He looked up, putting his glasses back on.

"They think it was an accident..."

"But, Invidia..."

"Yes, but Snape thinks it was an accident so obviously they have to believe him." She looked up at him watching how he was going to react.

"Well isn't that a surprise!" He muttered, "Snape would do anything to make out that his precious Slytherins are flawless. Especially a perfect Malfoy."

"Maybe he didn't see it happen..."

"Oh so now you're sticking up for Malfoy!"

"I am not!" Ginny flicked her hair behind her shoulders angrily, "You are not still at Hogwarts. It's their turn. So don't base what happened to you on what's happening to them!"

"Yes but they have not changed, I'm just stating what is obvious." He spat.

"Yes, and I am just trying to tell you that there are always two sides to a story!" She spat back.

"I can't believe what you're saying!" Harry slammed the letter back onto the table. "Are you trying to say that our kids are wrong and we should maybe see it from the Malfoy's side?"

"No..."

"Well I'll tell you what the Malfoy side is, upper class snobs will do anything to make themselves seem better, and if that means chucking our daughter off a stool and knocking her out then that's what they will do!"

"Oh do you need to be so extreme!" Ginny raised her eyebrows. "I just don't want them getting mixed up with the Malfoys because their dad hates them so much."

"They already are, by the looks of things." He took a deep breath, "and I'm sure it didn't help you knocking the lights out of Draco last month with the whole world to see."

Ginny's eyes flashed, "It always comes back to that doesn't it!"

"I'm sorry, but it's true." He took her hand, "You know it is."

"So it's my fault now is it?" She looked up at him, her eyes welling with tears.

"No, it's because we've brought them up right." He smiled. "Gryffindors hate Slytherins."

She jumped back angrily, shaking her hands from his grasp. "Why must Gryffindors hate Slytherins? Can't you see, it's not always like that?"

Harry watched in shock as Ginny ran out of the room. He sat down by the table, confused.

"Why did you have to tell Mum and Dad?" Robin said in the common room while doing her Herbology homework.

"Because they'd find out anyway and I wanted to tell them about Invidia so maybe they could get her expelled or something."

Robin laughed sarcastically, "Yeah, like that's going to happen."

James shrugged his shoulders, "worth a try."

Georgina sat down next to them and started reading her magical creatures book.

"We haven't got any homework for that yet." Robin said, still writing.

"I know, I just can't believe these creatures exist. It's weird."

"Why?" James looked up at her from the floor.

"Well, I've grown up finding normal creatures fascinating, you know, elephants and stuff. Now there are a whole new bunch of creatures I'd never even heard of." She shrugged her shoulders.

"What? You'd never heard of dragons before?" James said, astounded.

"Yeah but only in fairy tales." She smiled.

"But everyone knows fairy tales are based on fact." Robin looked up.

"Really?" Georgina dropped her book, "So Cinderella and Aladdin are real?"

"Who are they?" James raised an eyebrow.

Georgina picked up her book disappointed, "never mind."

"Most fairy tales then. Have you heard of Tom Thumb?" Robin closed her homework. She found teaching much more interesting than learning. James always said it was so she could gloat!

"Of course."

"Well, Tom Thumb was a result of the first shrinking potion but they hadn't found the antidote yet. He was a great wizard." She scraped back her brown hair into a bun.

"Tom Thumb was a wizard?" Georgina grinned, "Wow!"

"Well obviously they changed his name. He was really called Archibald Malkine but it didn't really have the right ring for a children's story!"

"That is amazing!"

"What's amazing?" Alan sat down next to them and put a selection of sweets for them to share.

"Tom Thumb was a wizard!" She shook her blond hair behind her shoulders.

"So? Everyone knows that don't they?"

"I didn't!" Georgina laughed, "When did you get all that?"

"My Dad's just sent them, you can't touch those ones, they're for Simon."

"Wish I had your Dad!" Georgina said whilst eating a chunk of purple nougat.

"What are all those?" Robin leant closer to inspect a pile of sweets, "Not seem them before."

"They're new inventions, we've got to rate each one out of ten and send back our scores."

"Why?" Georgina picked up a 'Peppered Polo mint' examining the red wrapper closely.

"So they can get an idea of which ones will sell best, then they know how many sweets they need to make."

"Cool, can I try this one?" Georgina had already started removing the wrapper to find a shiny red polo with black speckles.

"Yeah but I'd be careful." Alan said whilst reading the wrapper, his eye rested on 'peppered.'

"ARGH!"

Georgina leapt out of the seat and tried to spit out the polo.

"What, what's happening?" Robin jumped up and grabbed her to stop her jumping up and down.

"It's burning my tongue and I can't spit it out!!!" She shrieked.

Simon and Lorenze ran over.

"Stop trying to spit it out, suck it!" Simon shouted over her screams.

"Why on earth would I want to do that?" She shouted back, with her tongue sticking out of her mouth. You could see the red polo sitting on her tongue.

"Trust me!" Simon smiled.

She looked at him warily and closed her mouth slowly.

"Hmmm!" She looked up at Simon with wide eyes, "That's gorgeous!"

"What?" Robin looked at her in disbelief, "Did I just miss something here?"

"No, when you try to spit it out, it carries on burning but when you actually eat it, it tastes like your ideal sweet." Simon reeled this off as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"How do know that?" Alan stood up.

"I heard Dad and Uncle George when they were discussing new sweets."

"Could have told me!"

"You guys have the strangest family!" Lorenze laughed and linked her arm with Simon's, walking him back to the other side of the common room.

"They look slightly friendly!" James watched them walking back.

"I know, gross isn't it?" Alan wrinkled his nose.

Tabitha walked over to Robin briskly.

"What's all the commotion?"

"Georgina just tried one of the sweets." She smiled watching James rise off his chair a few inches after trying a 'levitating lemon drop.'

"Well could you keep it down a bit, I'm trying to work."

"Why don't you join us?"

Tabitha shook her head, "Got loads to do!"

"Oh come on! Live a little!" Alan said in between burps after eating 'Bubblegum Belches.'

Tabitha laughed, "And I suppose you're the best person to advise me how to live my life!"

"Obviously!" He burped again.

The four of them were walking out of the great hall the next day.

"That was the nicest lunch I've had in my life!" Alan patted his stomach blissfully.

"You say that every day!" Georgina laughed.

"Yeah but today, I mean..." Alan stopped mid sentence and grinned.

"What?"

They all followed his gaze and saw Snape coming out of Professor Winterson's office.

James, Georgina and Alan giggled quietly to themselves. Robin however didn't look amused in the slightest.

"We have got to get away from here."

"Why, it's not our fault if Snape is too careless and we happen to find out about his little love affair..."

"Shush!" Robin's eyes were wide with fright as she looked over Alan's shoulder. He turned around slowly to find a very angry looking Snape.

"Come with me."

The four of them swallowed in unison and walked after Snape slowly to his office.

"Sit." He pointed his wand at them and muttered. Four wooden chairs appeared behind them and they sat down warily. "Where is it?"

They looked at each other quickly before Alan cleared his throat.

"Where's what?"

"Don't play stupid games with me, Weasley. You know exactly what."

Alan gulped loudly, "I don't know what you mean." He lied.

Snape smirked.

Robin flinched. It was an ugly sight.

"Maybe this will enlighten you!" He got out their letter from his parchment.

"Hawkson, you were so kind to leave it for me, maybe you can read it out. Or do you already know what's in it?"

Alan and James looked at her shaking their heads.

"What's the matter, how could you possibly know what it's about if you didn't write it?"

Georgina slowly took the letter in her shaking hands.

"Erm, Dear Professor Snape, we have discovered that you, Dumbledore's right hand man, have possession of an illegal substance in your office. To prevent you from any harm this substance may cause, we have taken it upon ourselves to confiscate it and unless you stop being a total prat to those who don't deserve it, ie, anyone who is not a Slytherin, then we are afraid we might let it slip to a certain Ministry of Magic whom we assume would love to find a place for you in Azkaban. From, those you dare not say the name of!"

She paused and looked around at the others.

"I believe there's more." Snape's cold voice came from behind her.

"Ps, During the confiscation of the substance, we discovered another little secret of yours to do with a certain Transfiguration teacher! BEWARE!!!"

Georgina felt her cheeks prickle red and she let her blond hair fall from behind her ears hoping it would just swallow her up!

"A nice little letter, I wonder who it's from!" He said sarcastically.

"We don't know what you're talking about so you might as well give up now!" James growled.

"Oh, I think you do!" Snape smiled.

The four of them stayed silent.

"Well, maybe you would like to tell the people who have confiscated my 'illegal substance' that the Ministry of Magic would also love to know about the pupils who illegally stole the illegal substance from my office for purposes I can only guess are for dark magic." Snape took a long rattling breath and stared at them with deep satisfaction. They all looked scared out of their wits.

"Even so, that... that wouldn't get you off the hook would it?" James stuttered.

"Oh, I suppose it wouldn't." He smirked, "Only if I hadn't got permission from Albus Dumbeldore who requested the substance from the Ministry of Magic. I have done nothing wrong."

James's jaw dropped.

"Yes, it is quite amusing really!" He smiled to himself, "But I'm sure the people who stole it from me won't be laughing, especially when they find out that all common rooms will be searched this evening and the culprits responsible will be expelled."

Robin suddenly found it impossible to breathe. All she could hear was her heart that seemed to be trying to thump its way out of her chest.

"Just thought you should know!" Snape sniggered softly, "You may go."

They all filed out in silence. None of them hurried when they heard the bell telling them to go their next lesson. They just walked in silence.

They found themselves staring at the fat lady who was humming to herself happily.

"Password?" She beamed down at them.

Silence.

"Are you going to stand there all day or come in?" She yelled impatiently.

"Oh, sorry, Liquorish Lizards." James muttered.

The door swung open and the all filed in. They stood near the entrance for a while until Alan finally broke the quiet and spoke.

"He has no proof."

"He knows..." James croaked.

"It's his word against ours, he never saw us steal it, no-one did."

"We'll get in more trouble if we lie." Robin snapped.

"No, we'll get found out if we tell the truth." Alan started to regain some colour in his cheeks the more he convinced himself. "It's hidden in a suit of armour around the corner, all we have..."

"We?" Robin interrupted.

"Yes, we." Alan glared at her, "all we have to do is get it back into his office."

"No, we'd get caught." James said bluntly. "We need to hide it somewhere else, somewhere nearer his office. Then it could look like he just misplaced it."

"No, we need to dispose of it." Georgina looked up at them seriously.

"But it's expensive and dangerous." Robin started to look more angry than worried now.

"What ever we do with it. We have to get it out of this building, and fast." Alan said quickly but clearly.

They all nodded. It was the first thing they had agreed on all afternoon.

"I'll go get it." James hurried out of the port-hole.

"We've got to get to Defence Against the Dark Arts." Robin muttered.

"No we need to sort this out." Alan replied.

"They'll want to know where we were, that'll just get us into more trouble."

"Robin's right." Georgina nodded.

James came rushing back in, clutching his side. He looked red in the face and his hair was more messed up than usual.

They ran to meet him.

"What's wrong, where is it?" Robin hissed.

"It's gone." He gasped.

"What do you mean, it's gone." Alan said slowly.

"It's gone."