Harry Does Different CLXXXIII
"TROLL! TROLL IN THE DUNGEON!" yelled Professor Quirrel and moments later he felled like a tree laying there unmoving.
Harry ignored the commotion and Dumbledore's announcement asking "Where's Hermione?"
"Padma Patil said she saw her in the girl's bathroom, crying." Neville Longbottom reported. Harry sprinted off with Ron hot on his heels.
Hogwarts was proving no different from Smeltings Elementary for one Hermione Granger. No friends. Not even in what Professor McGonagall described as just like your family. The nastiest may have been the Slytherin boy, but if she'd rather not have one Ronald Weasley of Gryffindor as a brother. Finally the last of her tears drained on her cheek she determined to make a go of it as a witch come hell or high water. But turning she was confronted by an ugly green hairy blob, attached to a club wielding ugly monster. Intellectually, she knew it was not a hundred feet tall. All she could do was try to swallow the lump in her throat.
"HERMIONE RUN!" yelled Harry as the pair of boys had just overcome the taboo of boys entering a girls' bathroom.
And just as she dove into a particular toilet, the wood divider splintered over her head. She screamed incoherently.
"HEY PEABRAIN!" Ron screeched and threw a shard that by luck bounced off the troll's head.
The girl used the distraction to crawl away from the toilet and seek shelter under a sink. Hardly had she huddled beneath it, than the troll's massive club crushed the sink right next to her. Hermione squealed in abject terror.
Seeing the monster was preparing another swing at the defenseless girl, Harry charged and caught his club. This was somewhat effective as the boy was lifted onto the troll's neck, and his club was totally deflected from targeting Hermione. Harry yanked on the monster's ears then jammed his wand in its nose. But that resulted in his getting grabbed by the ankle and having to awkwardly dodge the club as it whizzed past his head. He pleaded "DO SOMETHING!"
"What?" cried Ron.
Desperate Harry yelled "ANYTHING!"
"Swish and flick!" Hermione encouraged as the redhead boy pulled his wand.
Sheer terror at getting pulverized was more motivation than failing Professor Flitwick. Ron smoothly fired "Wingardium Leviosa!" The club was lifted right from its owner's hand and dangled alarmingly. Then, most effectively, bashed the troll square in its right eye. The monster swayed briefly then crashed, incidentally smashing a few more bathroom tiles. "Cool!"
Harry just managed to scramble aside avoiding getting smushed.
"Is it dead?" asked Hermione as she approached, uncaring of the sink water spurting at her.
Harry shook his head "Don't think so. Just knocked out. Troll bogies." He pulled his wand from the monster's nose.
The children barely had their wits about them when Professors Quirrel Snape and McGonagall arrived "Oh my goodness! Explain yourselves!"
"What it is-" Harry and Ron began.
Hermione cut in "It's my fault Professor."
"Miss Granger?" the Head of Gryffindor quizzed.
She nodded "I went looking for the troll. I read all about them and thought I could handle it. But I was wrong. If it wasn't for Harry and Ron finding me I'd probably be dead."
The boys looked at each other in disbelief 'By the Books Granger'? Lying to a teacher?
"Be that as it may." The Head of House went into lecture mode "That was very irresponsible and I am very disappointed in you Miss Granger! 5 points will be taken from Gryffindor for your serious lack of judgment! And as for you two gentlemen I jus hope you realize how fortunate you are! Not many First Years could take on a fully grown mountain troll and live to tell the tale! 5 points will be awarded you each of you for sheer dumb luck!"
Professor Quirrell squeaked and jumped as he was prone to "Perhaps you ought to go. Might wake up." And just for an instant, if someone had been looking, there was a flash of fury.
"Professor McGonagall I can't, in good conscience, take points awarded under false pretenses." Said Harry, bringing the little procession to a screeching halt.
Ignoring the noises of protest from the other children, McGonagall said "Alright, Mr. Potter. Exactly what happened tonight? From your point of view?"
"It actually started this afternoon in Professor Flitwick's class." Harry told the tale "Hermione tried to help Ron get the levitation spell right, which he did, but I'll get to that. As we were walking to Greenhouse #5 Ron complained she was a real nightmare. Hermione heard it and ran away. At dinner, when Professor Quirrell announced the troll Neville told us she was in the loo and I knew it was near where the dungeons exit. Now it definitely WAS Ron's spell that konked the troll. But I jumped on its back so it didn't mash Hermione into the sink."
Disapproving glares were abundant. Hermione and Ron, though for different reasons, at Harry. The professor at two of the children, also for different reasons. "I find I was rather …short… with both praise and criticism. Miss Granger that will be ten points from Gryffindor and a detention for lying. But award eleven points for loyalty. Mr. Weasley ten points to Gryffindor for defeating a mountain troll with your spell, however nothing good comes from insulting a fellow student. For that, fifteen points from Gryffindor and a detention during which you will write a letter explaining the full circumstances to your parents. Mr. Potter, your frank honesty is quite breathtaking. Fifty points to Gryffindor. Now you may return to your dormitories."