This story is by Luna, aged 12

"Dark times lie ahead of us and there will be a time when we must choose between what is easy and what is right."

Harry couldn't get this out of his mind. He knew that he didn't fully understand it yet, but he also didn't want to ask for help. It was too important to him to ask Hermione. Harry knew that it was going to be important to understand it, but he also couldn't chase the answer. Hermione would probably know the answer, she knows the answer to every single question in this world.

"Hm,hm, Mr. Potter! Would you mind answering my question? I am really sorry to disturb your surely important thoughts."

That was Professor Umbridge's high squeaky voice. Harry had no idea what to say, but then he heard himself saying,

"Yes I actually do mind, Professor, my thoughts are by far more important than learning how to defend yourself reading books. Actually, I think everyone's thoughts in this room are more important, excluding yours."

Retrospectively Harry thought, it was really stupid to say that, he knew it without Hermione telling him a million times. It still felt amazing to do so, it felt free. He would even take Umbridge's definitely cruel punishments. Harry looked at his left hand, he carefully ran over the lines, "I must not tell lies.". "

It still hurts", he thought. Ron and Hermione told him like a million times to go and tell Dumbledore about it, he just didn't want to bother him. That's at least what he told them. The truth was that Harry could feel that Dumbledore was avoiding Harry since the summer holidays. Harry would never tell anyone but he was a bit, no really, mad at him. Professor Albus Dumbledore was probably the only man he ever trusted after Sirius. Sirius, that was it!

When Harry finally reached the door to the owlery, he met Hagrid on his way and had to fight off an invitation to his hut without sounding too rude. When Harry finally reached the door, he heard two voices inside the owlery. One of them was the squeaky and fake voice of Umbridge. He knew the other voice, he just couldn't give it a name or at least a face. Harry slowly opened the door. It was Barty Crouch jr., the person from his dreams last year. It was impossible, but Harry saw it with his own eyes, the same eyes that saw the Dementors kiss last year. Totally forgetting about the letter he wanted to send. What was he even doing here?

When Harry came back to the common room, it was already too late to go to Dumbledore. It was 10 pm when Harry came back. He was really surprised to only find Ron and Hermione sitting there in front of the fireplace. Although it was not allowed to be outside, it was normally not until after midnight that the common room was empty. They once had to wait until 2 am to be alone.

"Ron, 'Mione, I've got to tell you something." He hurried over to them walking briskly and settled down opposite them.

"Bloody hell, Harry calm do-"Ron started.

"IheardumbridgeandsawBartyCrouchjrtalkingtogetheraboutsomeething.I-Idon'tunderdstand

howdidhesurvivtheDementor'skissand...and. Oh. We've got to tell Dumbledore, now."Harry jumped up and ran for his invisibility cloak.

"Harry! Slow down!" Hermione pronounced. Ron clearly was confused and expressionless.

"We need a plan! You can't just run out there now, not even with the cloak. If Umbridge sees you…".

"Hermione, did any of our plans ever work?"

There was a short silence and all of them were thinking about their own stuff.

"I'll go alone. The cloak is not big enough and it's not worth it. I will go and tell Dumbledore about it. He will definitely know what to do! You two are not coming with me."

When Harry came two the ugly stone gargoyle, he was out of breath because he ran all the way from the common room to the office. Harry spend the next five minutes trying to guess the right password, when he suddenly heard an oily voice that Harry knew too well. It was Snape.

"Looking for something special Potter?"

"I don't know why I would tell you!", Harry answered with a certain voice. He was surprised by himself that he could even talk, he was really scared. It wasn't good at all if you get caught doing something forbidden and you're a Gryffindor but it was even worse if your name was Harry James Potter.

" I need something from Professor Dumbledore. Do you know where he is by any chance, it's really important?"

"No I don't, I think I'll have to give you detention. It's night and you're surely not allowed to be here."

Harry couldn't describe how much he hated Snape. How could he have been so stupid, he should've listened to Hermione! She was always the smartest!

"Not so quickly Severus, why don't you ask Harry what he wants from me! Harry?"

"Ehm, I, I think I can't tell you here. It's really important!"

" Then let's go into my office." Dumbledore turned around and said, " Acid pops"

Harry was again surprised by Dumbledore's choice of a password, but he knew Dumbledore for long enough so that he knew that it was quite normal for him. Sadly Snape came with them.

When Harry finished his story, Dumbledore stood there for a while looking at the castle grounds through the window until he turned to Snape and calmly said, "You know what to do, right?"

Snape went out and looked like a too big bat once again.

"Professor, do you know what that means?"

"Oh Harry, I can only guess. But I think you know that Lord Voldemort is a really talented wizard. Of course he didn't use his talent in the right way, but he is really talented. I think he he wanted to, he could take over someone else's body."