You Trying To Say?
Summary: With Hallowe'en at Hogwarts,
comes candy-grams. What happens when mayhem ensues,
and Ron's seemingly flawless plan turns into a Hallowe'en
nightmare? R/H if it's not already sunk in.
Category: The Great Hall.
Disclaimer: I in no way take claim for JK's
brilliance. Although, I may claim them for lack of use if she doesn't get her
butt in gear and finish OotP...
so, we will be taking example from Gilderloy
Lockhart, in sending anonymous messages to each other this year at Hallowe'en," said Dumbledore to the students in the
Great Hall at breakfast on October the twenty first.
the Valentine's day incident in his second year, Harry
visibly cringed at the thought of a walking pumpkin with a harp, delivering
love songs and candy.
there will be no singing, as Gilderloy is sadly not
here to persuade any dwarves to do so," Dumbledore said, eyes twinkling,
"Basically, these candy grams are a card to be filled out by the sender,
and will be delivered to the adressee containing the
candy of the sender's choice."
Ever since Dumbledore's announcement, Ron had been trying to think
of a way to pull off sending Hermione a candy-gram without looking like an
idiot. It seemed impossible.
'I've just got to grit my teeth and do it,' thought Ron, 'What's preventing me from sending candy to a friend anyway?'
Hermione wasn't just a friend. Ron
knew it, he just didn't want to admit it.
the last class of the day was almost over, and Ron had resolved to send it at dinner, when everyone would be in the Great Hall, so
he could do it without being watched.
bell rang, signifying the end of class, and Ron
quickly got up and hurried to the owlery. The class
schedule that day included a late start, so dinner was right after class.
where are you off to?" asked Hermione concertedly.
uh, ahem-no where," he said would-be-casually, leaning his elbow up to the
wall. But he miscalculated the distance, and stumbled. He got up, ears pink,
and strode off toward the Great Hall, then turned on his heel, in the direction
of the owlery.
with him?" Harry asked Hermione.
Don't. Know," said Hermione slowly, her brows furrowing.
Smooth, Ron, very smooth... he thought to himself on his way
to the owlery.
was no one there when he got there. Good sign. He walked over to the display,
and picked up a piece of parchment.
I know I can be a big git a lot of the time,
but it's for a reason...
Have you figured it out yet?
Good, thought Ron, even though it had taken him a quarter of
an hour to write. He put down the quill, and put the parchment in the slot.
Instantly, a bat popped up from behind the box. It seemed very eager, and kept
flying around in circles.
Hmm, a bat version of Pig, mused Ron to himself. The bat was
carrying another piece of parchment in his mouth. Curious, Ron cautiously
removed it from the animal's teeth.
Choose your candy:
___Fizzing Whizbees ___Blood Lollies ___Sugar
Quills ___Cockroach Clusters
Instantly, Ron checked the
line beside "Sugar Quills". After reading Fantastic
Beasts and Where to Find Them
back in First Year, Ron vowed never to touch Fizzing Whizbees
ever again. Other than that, Sugar Quills appeared to be the only humanly
edible thing on the list.
parchment poofed out of sight, and Ron could swear
the bat had winked at him. The bat also flew out of sight, and Ron knew there
was no going back now. He left the owlery.
sinister-looking jack-o-lantern hopped off the Owlery
window, and into the room, with the bat Ron threw out the window's wing
sticking out from the side of its lid. It grew long arms, and reached up inside
its lid, and pulled out the wounded bat. It also pulled out a blood red quill
from inside itself. On Ron's note, which was attached to the bat's leg, the
jack-o-lantern crossed out "Hermione" and wrote,
"Voldemort". The evil jack-o-lantern cackled insanely, hobbled back
to the window-sill,
reattached the note to the bat's leg, and tossed it into the
night. It then grew wings, and flew out the window.
Ron walked back to the Gryffindor Common Room without eating dinner.
crawled through the portrait hole, and saw Harry and Hermione playing chess
near the fire.
you been, mate?" asked Harry.
where," said Ron, "I think I'll go to bed."
questioning looks from Harry and Hermione, Ron walked up the boys
staircase to bed.
day passed without Ron regretting the note he sent.
'What if she laughs?' he thought anxiously, 'What if she just sits there and laughs?'
Hallowe'en morning arrived, and Ron wished to stay in
his dormitory all day. Harry reminded him that that wasn't possible.
Ron got dressed, and went downstairs to breakfast.
day passed slowly, but not slowly enough for Ron's liking. The candy-gram could
arrive at any time, and Ron feared it would happen in Potions' class.
the bell rang, signifying the end of Snape's class,
Ron began to breathe again.
Ron, what did you eat for breakfast this
morning?" asked Hermione.
cereal, why?" he answered.
you look like you might be sick," said Harry.
let me alone, I'll be fine," said Ron indignantly.
and Harry exchanged worried glances as they made their way back to the Common
it was time for dinner, Ron was positively green.
you sure you're all right?" asked
Hermione, putting a hand on Ron's arm.
"Yes, I'm fine, can we go now?" he snapped.
narrowed her eyes, gave Ron an appraising sort of look, and said, "If I
didn't know any better, I'd say you were scared of
bloody hell, Hermione, would you leave me alone!?" said Ron, tearing his
arm away from Hermione's grasp.
was chuckling softly, as he pushed the portrait hole open to let his friends
barely ate a thing through the Feast, and half way through, a swarm of bats
exploded into the Great Hall.
'This is it,' thought Ron. But nothing came. As the bats flew
around, delivering candy and cards, not one bat came
'What the h'-
Ron's thoughts were interrupted by the doors to the Great Hall flinging open.
was in Hogwarts Castle.
IS THE MEANING OF THIS?!" he yelled, a piece of parchment in his hand,
"AND WHO IS RON?"
almost fainted. Slowly he stood up and
raised his hand.
do you think you're playing at, boy?" he said as he walked briskly toward
the Gryffindor table, "It takes more than Sugar Quills to win over Lord
that morning was anything to go by, Ron turned ten shades greener.
want CARNAGE!" Voldemort said, "Potter's head on a plate would've
been nice... But no one understands me..."
I didn't send you anything," said Ron quietly.
said Voldemort, surprised, "Then where did this come from?"
handed Ron the parchment he had been clutching.
shaking a little, Ron read it. It was the note he had written for Hermione.
where that went," he said, astonished, "But how did you get it?"
little bat gave it to me," said Voldemort, "But if you think you can
play with Lord Voldemort, you're wrong!"
wasn't trying to play with you... I didn't
address this to you, it was for Hermione," said Ron.
said Voldemort, looking a little hurt, "That's it! You're on my
list!" he cried. He looked around, a little teary, and began to storm off.
His foot landed in the bucket Filch had recently been using to mop the floor.
He tried to shake it off, but it wouldn't go. Finally, Voldemort gave up and
clunked through the Hall. He went through the doors, and let them close behind
was quiet for a minute, then cursing and crashing was heard from outside the
door. Apparently, Voldemort had fallen down the stairs.
said Dumbledore shakily after a few seconds, "That
was a little unexpected."
rest of the feast was eaten in silence.
Harry Ron and Hermione were the only ones left sitting in the Gryffindor Common
Room, when Hermione suddenly perked up, and said, "Ron, did you really send me a candy-gram?"
mumbled Ron, going a little pink.
think I'll go to bed," said Harry, "Don't you two stay down here too long..." with a wink at the pair of them, Harry
ascended the staircase to the boys dormitories.
Hermione, I sent you that candy-gram because I was trying to tell you
something..." said Ron, avoiding Hermione's eyes.
what I meant by it was really--well lets just say that considering you're intelligence, you
should have figured it out by now..." he said quietly.
cocked her head a little.
what are you trying to say?" she said, smiling.
did the only thing he thought could express what he was trying to
the Common Room window, the sinister jack-o-lantern,
was looking dejected. What started out as the perfect Hallowe'en
prank, had ended as the perfect Hallowe'en push.
A/N; How's that for scary Voldemort? huh?