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hazelbiteTitle: Who Killed Mr. Potter? (1 of 10)
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korepersephone and ginnaveve
Fandom: Harry Potter and Clue (books and board game)
Rating: PG
Genre: Mystery
Warnings: There are no spoilers for DH in this story as we wrote way before even HBP was out. Also, not Beta'd.
Disclaimer: Scholastic and Parker brothers own clue and J.K. owns Potter, we're just a rip off between the two.
Summary: When the Room of Requirement gets stuck resembling a mysterious mansion, Harry and his friends must find out who is behind it without getting themselves killed.
Notes: We have decided to re-upload this story because it really needed some intense editing. Takes place sometime during fifth year.
Chapter One - In which Harry is forgetful, Neville is embarrassed, Hermione talks about books, and everyone wears funny clothes.
Chapter One
Harry Potter was preoccupied as he walked toward the Room of Requirement with Ron and Hermione; he knew there was something he had forgotten to do but couldn't place what it was. He had finished all of his homework, got in extra Quidditch practice, and even had a fairly comfortable conversation with Cho Chang, even though Harry still couldn't shake the lingering awkwardness around her. Still, there was something that nagged at the back of his head.
His thoughts were quickly interrupted when he opened the door to the Room of Requirement and received a shock, for the normal bookshelf lined stone walls had turned into a long, unfamiliar room.
Harry gawked at the portraits lining the walls, the patterned wood floor, the round table in the center of the room, and the two armoires on opposite ends. Even stranger was the fact that there were two doors leading out (or, rather, leading farther in, Harry supposed), one on the right and one at the opposite end of the room. He couldn't remember whose turn it had been to set up the D. A. room for tonight.
"Harry," said a slightly panicked voice. It was Neville. Harry hadn't noticed him huddling near the door. "I tried to change the room back before you all got here."
As Harry stepped into the room he felt an odd sensation and looked down to find that his black school robes had turned into an expensive looking black suit and a gold tie.
"What is going on?" Harry wondered aloud and looked around at Neville, whose robes, Harry noticed, were now a plum colored suit and tie.
"I think it's stuck like this,” Neville explained, “it won't change back into our meeting room.”
Harry looked, perplexed, at Ron who had followed him into the room and was now wearing a mustard yellow colored suit and tie with a matching monocle. Hermione, on the other hand, had on a lacy blue full length gown and a funny looking hat with a small peacock feather. All four of them looked ridiculous in Harry's opinion.
At that moment, Cho Chang rushed in behind them.
"I hope I'm not too late," she said breathlessly to no one in particular and shut the door behind her. She looked around, startled as she noticed the strange clothing everyone had on. She gasped loudly, looking down at herself. Cho was wearing a low-cut bright scarlet cocktail dress with matching red high heels and red gloves.
"How...what..." Cho stuttered.
"We have no clue," Harry told her, completely astounded.
The group turned at the sound of Ginny and Dean walking though the door next; Ginny was giggling at something Dean was saying to her. They only stopped when the two noticed how quiet it had become.
"Who died?" Ginny asked in hushed tones seeing how somber everyone looked. "Wait a minute!" she exclaimed seeing Hermione's frock. "I know! This is a costume party!"
"Yeah and look what you're wearing," Ron replied snappishly. Ginny glanced down at herself. She was wearing a black dress that went to her knees and a white apron tied around her waist; she reached up and took off a white duster cap from her head.
"Why do I have to be the maid?" she asked. Meanwhile Dean was straightening his tie.
"Very nice," Dean commented, now brushing wrinkles out of the green suit jacket he was wearing.
"Question," Ginny said. "What is all this?"
"That's what we want to know," Harry replied.
"First," Hermione started. "We need to wait for the other D. A. members to get here so we can all get to the bottom of this."
"Personally," Cho said, still admiring her reflection. "We don't look half bad in these clothes."
"Says she who has the nice gown while I'm dressed like a maid," Ginny grumbled.
They all waited in uncomfortable silence for ten minutes or so before Hermione spoke again.
"Harry, are you sure you put the new time on the galleons?" she asked him.
"Huh?" Harry asked, jerking out of a reverie. So that's what he had been forgetting. "I thought you had done it."
"That's why we chose you to be the leader of the group," Hermione said. "Not me. It's your responsibility to tell everyone the new time."
"Well, I told Neville before I went down to dinner," Harry explained. "I was about to change the coins after that but I ran into Cho in the great hall and then I told her about the new time. Then after dinner I had to go to Quidditch practice and I guess I forgot after that."
"I told Ginny," Neville explained. "But I didn't see any other D. A. members."
"And I told Dean," Ginny finished.
They all stared around the room for a moment before Ron made a suggestion.
"Maybe we should check out where the other doors lead before we do anything else...and then we could have the meeting with just us?" Ron suggested.
"Good idea," Neville agreed.
Harry stepped over to the double doors at the far end of the room, opened them slowly and cautiously peered over the threshold, wand out.
"Where does it go?" Cho asked in a whisper.
"To a staircase heading down," Harry replied, slowly walking further out of the room. Everyone followed closely behind him, their wands out and looking around apprehensively.
"More doors," Ginny said pointing towards the many doors that appeared out of the darkness around them.
"Let's check inside some of the rooms," Hermione said from behind Ron. "Maybe one of them is big enough for us to practice in." She started to walk to the closest door on her right but Ron stopped her.
"Wait, I'll go," he told her. Ron walked to the door and rattled the doorknob expecting to have to use 'Alohomora,' but the door swung open easily.
"Lumos," Ron whispered but needn't have for the second the door opened, lights came on inside showing an antique room with bookshelf lined walls. There were stacks of books piled untidily on the floor and scattered across a long rectangular desk, between two bookshelves was a fireplace. It was very obviously a library. Ron looked around at Hermione who shook her head. Ron shut the door. The group looked at Hermione for a few moments while she seemed to be doing some thinking.
"Neville, you said the room is stuck like this, right?" Hermione asked, looking at him. "Because this place and these clothes remind of a game I played when I was younger."
“Yeah, Clue,” Neville replied, going slightly red. “My Uncle Algie gave me the board game and some of the books for my birthday and I wanted to see if the the room could turn into the Boddy Mansion.”
"Hang on," Ron interjected. "What is a Clue and The Boddy Mansion?"
"It is a muggle fiction book and muggle board game,” Hermione explained. “There are six shady characters who go to stay the night in Mr. Boddy's Mansion. Mr. Boddy thinks they are all his friends until one of them kills him. The reader then gets to deduce who the killer is from the clues they left behind or in their alibi." Hermione looked around at the stunned group. No one spoke. Neville was looking sheepish.
"Oh come on," Hermione said, slightly losing her patience. "Don't you see? We are the characters in the story! Ginny, you're Mrs. White the maid. Dean is Mr. Green who loves money, Cho is Miss Scarlet whose personality is just like her name, I'm Mrs. Peacock, a prim and proper lady, Neville is the forgetful Professor Plum, and Ron is Colonel Mustard who likes to duel, that just leaves Harry to be Mr. Boddy." She gasped. "That means one of us is going to kill him!" Hermione sounded hysterical.
"You're mental!" Ron exclaimed. "No one is going to kill anybody here! I think we should all just leave and have our D.A. meeting some other time!"
"Hear, hear!" agreed Ginny and Dean. Ron turned on his heal and headed back out to the entrance hall followed by Ginny, Dean, and Cho. Hermione lingered.
"Come on," Harry said to her. "You don't really think someone is going to murder me do you? I mean, aside from the obvious."
"Well...not really Harry, but," she let out a sigh. "That's how it goes in the book."
Just then there was a loud shout from the entrance hall, Hermione looked at Harry with fear in her eyes. They both charged through the door.
"What's wrong! What's going on?" Harry asked as he stopped short of the door that four people were crowded around.
"Now it's locked us in!" Neville said.
Ginny attempted a charm. "Alohomora!"
Nothing happened, Ron jiggled the doorknob uselessly; they were indeed trapped in The Room of Requirement, alias The Boddy Mansion.
Chapter Two
Authors:
korepersephone and ginnaveveFandom: Harry Potter and Clue (books and board game)
Rating: PG
Genre: Mystery
Warnings: There are no spoilers for DH in this story as we wrote way before even HBP was out. Also, not Beta'd.
Disclaimer: Scholastic and Parker brothers own clue and J.K. owns Potter, we're just a rip off between the two.
Summary: When the Room of Requirement gets stuck resembling a mysterious mansion, Harry and his friends must find out who is behind it without getting themselves killed.
Notes: We have decided to re-upload this story because it really needed some intense editing. Takes place sometime during fifth year.
Chapter One - In which Harry is forgetful, Neville is embarrassed, Hermione talks about books, and everyone wears funny clothes.
Chapter One
Harry Potter was preoccupied as he walked toward the Room of Requirement with Ron and Hermione; he knew there was something he had forgotten to do but couldn't place what it was. He had finished all of his homework, got in extra Quidditch practice, and even had a fairly comfortable conversation with Cho Chang, even though Harry still couldn't shake the lingering awkwardness around her. Still, there was something that nagged at the back of his head.
His thoughts were quickly interrupted when he opened the door to the Room of Requirement and received a shock, for the normal bookshelf lined stone walls had turned into a long, unfamiliar room.
Harry gawked at the portraits lining the walls, the patterned wood floor, the round table in the center of the room, and the two armoires on opposite ends. Even stranger was the fact that there were two doors leading out (or, rather, leading farther in, Harry supposed), one on the right and one at the opposite end of the room. He couldn't remember whose turn it had been to set up the D. A. room for tonight.
"Harry," said a slightly panicked voice. It was Neville. Harry hadn't noticed him huddling near the door. "I tried to change the room back before you all got here."
As Harry stepped into the room he felt an odd sensation and looked down to find that his black school robes had turned into an expensive looking black suit and a gold tie.
"What is going on?" Harry wondered aloud and looked around at Neville, whose robes, Harry noticed, were now a plum colored suit and tie.
"I think it's stuck like this,” Neville explained, “it won't change back into our meeting room.”
Harry looked, perplexed, at Ron who had followed him into the room and was now wearing a mustard yellow colored suit and tie with a matching monocle. Hermione, on the other hand, had on a lacy blue full length gown and a funny looking hat with a small peacock feather. All four of them looked ridiculous in Harry's opinion.
At that moment, Cho Chang rushed in behind them.
"I hope I'm not too late," she said breathlessly to no one in particular and shut the door behind her. She looked around, startled as she noticed the strange clothing everyone had on. She gasped loudly, looking down at herself. Cho was wearing a low-cut bright scarlet cocktail dress with matching red high heels and red gloves.
"How...what..." Cho stuttered.
"We have no clue," Harry told her, completely astounded.
The group turned at the sound of Ginny and Dean walking though the door next; Ginny was giggling at something Dean was saying to her. They only stopped when the two noticed how quiet it had become.
"Who died?" Ginny asked in hushed tones seeing how somber everyone looked. "Wait a minute!" she exclaimed seeing Hermione's frock. "I know! This is a costume party!"
"Yeah and look what you're wearing," Ron replied snappishly. Ginny glanced down at herself. She was wearing a black dress that went to her knees and a white apron tied around her waist; she reached up and took off a white duster cap from her head.
"Why do I have to be the maid?" she asked. Meanwhile Dean was straightening his tie.
"Very nice," Dean commented, now brushing wrinkles out of the green suit jacket he was wearing.
"Question," Ginny said. "What is all this?"
"That's what we want to know," Harry replied.
"First," Hermione started. "We need to wait for the other D. A. members to get here so we can all get to the bottom of this."
"Personally," Cho said, still admiring her reflection. "We don't look half bad in these clothes."
"Says she who has the nice gown while I'm dressed like a maid," Ginny grumbled.
They all waited in uncomfortable silence for ten minutes or so before Hermione spoke again.
"Harry, are you sure you put the new time on the galleons?" she asked him.
"Huh?" Harry asked, jerking out of a reverie. So that's what he had been forgetting. "I thought you had done it."
"That's why we chose you to be the leader of the group," Hermione said. "Not me. It's your responsibility to tell everyone the new time."
"Well, I told Neville before I went down to dinner," Harry explained. "I was about to change the coins after that but I ran into Cho in the great hall and then I told her about the new time. Then after dinner I had to go to Quidditch practice and I guess I forgot after that."
"I told Ginny," Neville explained. "But I didn't see any other D. A. members."
"And I told Dean," Ginny finished.
They all stared around the room for a moment before Ron made a suggestion.
"Maybe we should check out where the other doors lead before we do anything else...and then we could have the meeting with just us?" Ron suggested.
"Good idea," Neville agreed.
Harry stepped over to the double doors at the far end of the room, opened them slowly and cautiously peered over the threshold, wand out.
"Where does it go?" Cho asked in a whisper.
"To a staircase heading down," Harry replied, slowly walking further out of the room. Everyone followed closely behind him, their wands out and looking around apprehensively.
"More doors," Ginny said pointing towards the many doors that appeared out of the darkness around them.
"Let's check inside some of the rooms," Hermione said from behind Ron. "Maybe one of them is big enough for us to practice in." She started to walk to the closest door on her right but Ron stopped her.
"Wait, I'll go," he told her. Ron walked to the door and rattled the doorknob expecting to have to use 'Alohomora,' but the door swung open easily.
"Lumos," Ron whispered but needn't have for the second the door opened, lights came on inside showing an antique room with bookshelf lined walls. There were stacks of books piled untidily on the floor and scattered across a long rectangular desk, between two bookshelves was a fireplace. It was very obviously a library. Ron looked around at Hermione who shook her head. Ron shut the door. The group looked at Hermione for a few moments while she seemed to be doing some thinking.
"Neville, you said the room is stuck like this, right?" Hermione asked, looking at him. "Because this place and these clothes remind of a game I played when I was younger."
“Yeah, Clue,” Neville replied, going slightly red. “My Uncle Algie gave me the board game and some of the books for my birthday and I wanted to see if the the room could turn into the Boddy Mansion.”
"Hang on," Ron interjected. "What is a Clue and The Boddy Mansion?"
"It is a muggle fiction book and muggle board game,” Hermione explained. “There are six shady characters who go to stay the night in Mr. Boddy's Mansion. Mr. Boddy thinks they are all his friends until one of them kills him. The reader then gets to deduce who the killer is from the clues they left behind or in their alibi." Hermione looked around at the stunned group. No one spoke. Neville was looking sheepish.
"Oh come on," Hermione said, slightly losing her patience. "Don't you see? We are the characters in the story! Ginny, you're Mrs. White the maid. Dean is Mr. Green who loves money, Cho is Miss Scarlet whose personality is just like her name, I'm Mrs. Peacock, a prim and proper lady, Neville is the forgetful Professor Plum, and Ron is Colonel Mustard who likes to duel, that just leaves Harry to be Mr. Boddy." She gasped. "That means one of us is going to kill him!" Hermione sounded hysterical.
"You're mental!" Ron exclaimed. "No one is going to kill anybody here! I think we should all just leave and have our D.A. meeting some other time!"
"Hear, hear!" agreed Ginny and Dean. Ron turned on his heal and headed back out to the entrance hall followed by Ginny, Dean, and Cho. Hermione lingered.
"Come on," Harry said to her. "You don't really think someone is going to murder me do you? I mean, aside from the obvious."
"Well...not really Harry, but," she let out a sigh. "That's how it goes in the book."
Just then there was a loud shout from the entrance hall, Hermione looked at Harry with fear in her eyes. They both charged through the door.
"What's wrong! What's going on?" Harry asked as he stopped short of the door that four people were crowded around.
"Now it's locked us in!" Neville said.
Ginny attempted a charm. "Alohomora!"
Nothing happened, Ron jiggled the doorknob uselessly; they were indeed trapped in The Room of Requirement, alias The Boddy Mansion.
Chapter Two
