Sea- This just came to me out of the blue. I've read the whole Harry Potter books. So I know what really happened. So in this Fic. Fred Weasley will die but with a twist. So right now I'm going to do the disclaimer for the story just in this chapter.
"Ella Truth will you please stop putting crickets in the cheerleaders purses. Thank you," Mr. Prince asked.
Ella Truth ignored the shrieks and glares from the cheerleaders, and just rolled her eyes. The jocks gave Ella looks and cheeky smiles, and the nerds just looked nervous. Ella smiled. 'This is what a Prankster does.'
Ella put the lid back on her container of crickets she bought in a pet store in D.C. "Nice El." She turned around with a smile on her face. Her best friends Max and Lindsey caught up to her from the back.
"How did you do it?" asked Lindsey, she looked like a modle with her brunette under hair and her natural blonde streaks, and made baby barf green look good on her. Lindsey's brown eyes had a mischievous but sexy look in them that made men look again. It must have helped with her supermodel figure with a bigger chest.
"It was easy just walk by and drop 'em in," Ella said breezily. Glancing at her lifelong friend Max. He started going Goth for a while, but then moved back to dark clothing. Girls just swooned at him, and Ella was disgusted by it. Though she had to admit, Dark colors looked good on him. He also had some mussel; Ella should know she's seen him shirtless more than all the student body. Shaking her head she tried to get rid of the image of Max shirtless. Instead she looks at her watch (yes it's the twenty first century but watches where faster to look at then digging into her purse and grabbing her phone.
"6:18 if any of you were wondering. Gods I'm hungry," Ella stated.
"Hey, Mr. Prince can we stop and grab some food? I'm starving," a jock- a linebacker Ella thought- yield towards the front.
"Hey look, a Chinese buffet. Can we eat there?" Yield a nerd. Shouts of agreement where heard.
"Ok, let's go and see if they have room."
Turns out, a birthday party reservation just called and canceled, so they had a room for us 26 18 year olds and 4 adults.
Max, Lindsey and Ella grabbed a table in a corner near the emergency exit. No one sat near them, not even the teachers. 'Wusses.' "Hey Ella, lets pull a prank," Lindsey said leaning in close. Max leaned in too, clearly wanting in on this.
"Agreed, but whom?" Cheerleaders? Nope, just pranked them. Teachers, no, they would make us sit in our hotel rooms for the remainder of the 'Field Trip.' Nerds? No they had rules when and when not to prank nerds. So, it left the jocks. The looks on Lindsey and Max's faces they came to this conclusion, too. Boy was this going to be fun.
"Ella, do you still have those crickets?" Max asked. "Ya, why?"
"Couse, Lamp's terrified of them."
"In or out of food?" Lindsey suggested.
"Jacket pocket, reaches in and finds a container full of black crickets," Ella said.
After a few more minutes of planning, they were read to execute the plan.
Game plan was, Max walks up pretending to get some food, but really checking for watchers. Next comes Lindsey with the crickets in her hand, put them in the pocket, then go up and grab some food. Then comes Ella's job, making sheer it was hidden and secure.
Standing up Max did his part, with a little nod he signaled for Lindsey to go for it. Lindsey did her part and gave Ella a thumb up, and left the room after Max. Ella was now alone in the room. Smiling she got up to do her job.
Bump.
Bump.
Bump.
Ella suddenly couldn't breathe. It felt so hard. She suddenly felt so alone and broken. She couldn't breathe. Falling over to the ground she saw her world start to fuzz. It felt like she was being smothered by the carpet. At the corners of her vision she saw shadows. Soon they filled it. She saw a little fuzzy gold spot, then nothing. The chapel's clock across town read 6:38, In Britton the Hogwarts's clock read 11:38, Lights from spells bounced around and off its face. It's also the time Fred Weasley Died.
Sea- Please review, so I know if I should continue.
