Chapter 73
The first thing Jenna did after leaving Dumbledore's office that night was to write Sirius a letter to tell him about the cave in Hogsmeade, and suggesting a date and time for them to meet. She then got up to the Owlery and used one of the school owls to send the letter.
What made her concerned at the moment was that Harry still hadn't worked out his clue for the second task. Although one day when Hermione gestured her head at the cat to follow her to the dorm's bathroom, Jenna's worries increased.
Once Jenna entered the girls' bathroom with Hermione, she turned back to her human form and after casting all the protection charms around them, she turned to face the nervous girl.
"What's the matter?" Jenna mused curiously.
"Harry finally found out what the next task is," said Hermione, gulping.
Jenna's smile widened in happiness. "Oh?"
"He has to go underwater for a whole hour."
Jenna's smile dropped immediately.
"Oh..."
"The tournament is two days away!" Hermione said desperately, panicking at the mere thought of it. "We haven't found anything in the books that could help! Can you think of something that might allow him stay under water for an hour?"
"All I can think of at the moment is human transfigurations, but I doubt that even the older students are skilled enough to do it perfectly, without being stuck with a fishtail or something." Jenna huffed to herself as she ran a hand through her hair in frustration, trying to think of a way.
"I was thinking maybe there could be a charm to use," said Hermione thoughtfully. "Do you know any?"
"No, I can't think of any," Jenna said hopelessly. "I went to school seventeen years ago, and I had stopped using magic for twelve years of it. Even if they had taught us a way to stay underwater back then, I can't possibly remember it right now."
Jenna leaned against the sink, looking down with a frown as she desperately tried to come up with something.
"I mean, there's an alternative way..." Jenna started hesitantly. Her tone made Hermione worry.
"What?" Hermione questioned with concern.
With that, Jenna grinned slyly, saying, "If nothing worked out, we could always put a Full Body-Bind curse on Harry and I can complete instead of him in his form, and then transform into a shark or something while I'm under there. That would work!"
"What!? No!" Hermione exclaimed, shaking her head in disbelief. "You're supposed to be a responsible aunt!"
"Who said anything about being responsible?" said Jenna, the edge of her lips tucking up into a playful smile. "I'm the cool aunt."
"Ugh, what are we supposed to do, then!?" Hermione groaned.
"Look, check in the Transfigurations section. There might be something easy to do in there" she said. "And if not... try reading about different herbs. Maybe something in there could give him gills."
"We'll... we'll come up with something," said Hermione with a sigh, trying to remain positive. "We just have to keep searching."
***
It was the night before the second task. Harry was in the common room with many books open before him as he still tried to come up with a way, though Ron and Hermione were nowhere in sight.
Not wanting him to feel alone, Crookshanks crawled into Harry's lap and curled up, purring deeply. The common room emptied slowly around Harry. By ten to midnight, he was alone in the room with Crookshanks. He had searched all the remaining books, and Ron and Hermione had not come back.
Forgetting that Crookshanks was on his lap for a minute, Harry stood up very suddenly; Crookshanks hissed angrily as she landed on the floor, being snapped awake.
She gave Harry a disgusted look, and stalked away with her bottlebrush tail in the air, but Harry was already hurrying up the spiral staircase to his dormitory to grab his Invisibility Cloak so he could go to the library and grab more books.
Jenna hadn't stopped thinking about a way to help Harry for his second task in the past two days, but there wasn't much she could do at this point, now that the tournament was only hours away.
So Jenna just waited for Harry in the common room, her mind still pondering about all the possibilities, until her eyelids grew heavier and she fell asleep.
***
Crookshanks opened her yellow eyes the next morning in the common room as she laid on one of the armchairs, woken up by the sound of people chattering as they were making their way out of their dorms, all very excited.
Jenna looked around her, but there was still no sign of Ron and Hermione, making her wonder where they were and whether Harry had succeeded in finding a way to stay underwater.
So with her heart beating fast, Crookshanks hopped off the armchair and made her way out of the common room, sneaking out of the portrait hole when someone had opened it.
Once she got into a deserted classroom, Jenna transformed back to human, though she took the form of a random young boy whom nobody would've recognized.
Because of the tournament, no one was even going to pay attention to her, which made it the perfect opportunity for her to sneak down to the Black Lake with the others to see how the tournament went.
A few at a time, the students got into the magical boats that floated through the Black Lake and took them to where the tournament was going to take place.
Although Jenna was revealed to learn that Harry had found a way after all; he was using Gillyweed. Even though he resurfaced from out of the water last, the judges rewarded him second place, because he had saved not one, but two people.
The celebration for Harry's victory went on for a long while, although the next day the students had to return to their studies, everyone looking forward to the third task.
That morning, Crookshanks found herself alone in the dormitory, seeing as all the other girls had gone to their classes. But her head snapped up when she heard something behind the dorm's window. When she looked up, she saw the owl which she had sent to Sirius now flying behind the window, back with a response letter.
Transforming back to human form and locking the door, Jenna went forward to open the window for the bird. She assumed that Sirius had ordered the owl to deliver the letter only when Jenna was alone.
With her stomach lurching happily and out of excitement, Jenna opened the letter as the owl flew out of the window, and so she read through,
Be at stile at end of road out of Hogsmeade (past Dervish and Banges) at midnight. I'll meet you there.
Love,
Snuffles
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