Harry Potter Promise NR.8

Hermione looked up at her frenzied entrance. “Ginny? What’s wrong? Where’s Harry?”Ginny stopped in front of them, breathing heavily. She wouldn’t normally be winded from the run up to the common room, but her fear for Harry was moving steadily upwards and lodging somewhere in her throat now. “Malfoy… potion… Harry… portkey.”Neville stood up. “Calm down, Ginny. Tell us what’s happened.”Ginny took a deep breath. “We ran into Malfoy and his goons in an empty corridor. He dropped a vial with some sort of debilitating gas in it to knock out our senses. Crabbe and Goyle tackled me, and…
Harry Potter Promise NR.8