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``I can´t take this anymore!´´ my scream vibrated throughout the halls of Hogwarts. I was at my wits end, I had lost everything, and now that old goat told me that there was a prophesy about me and Voldemort. One that I couldn't get out of. And he would once again cart me of too people that would rather have me dead than have me under their roof.
And as I packed my trunk angrily, I thought of my cousin. Samantha was so lucky. Only having to go to Salems School for witches and wizards during summer and normal school the rest of the year!
The old goat said too meet him in his office so I could take a portkey to the Dursleys. But just as I was about to open the door, I heard a voice, a very familiar one. ``Do we have to pretend much longer?´´ The whiny voice belonged to one Ginevra Weasly. ``Yeah, she puts us in danger each year, and we only get paid one thousand galleons a month´´ Ron Weasly´s voice followed his sisters. ``Yes, and when am I getting those rare books from her family vault you promised?´´ I slowly backed away from the door, tears streaming down my face. My friends, the only ones I thought I could trust, they were just using me!
A steely look came over my face as I decided. Act. Cover my wounds until the best moment to disappear. Just like a Slytherin, I thought bitterly. Well, to begin with all this Gryffindor acting was just that, an act, and a darn good one at that. A smirk curled my lips, ooh, they would suffer for doing this to me.
Schooling my expression to one of sadness I knocked loudly on the wooden door. At the mild come in, I went in, and with a few fake tears I took farewell of my `friends´. And when the portkey activated I once again smirked.
Landing in my `room´ I didn't bother unpacking, but went straight down to the living room, where I knew my so called family would be sitting. ``Uncle Vernon´´ I began, ``I need a favor´´. ``Why would I do you any favor, Girl?´´ The fat blob on the couch asked. ``Because if you do, I will be out of here forever´´ I said, my gaze was unwavering. The walrus seemed to think of it, it almost looked painful and I could practically see the dusty cogs turning in that fat head of his. ``What is it then, girl?´´ It came out as a grunt, and I had to withhold a smile. ``Just take me to London, and from there you don't have to do anything´´. The grunt that followed my statement was followed by the fat blob standing up, that also seemed painful. ``Well, get into the car then´´ Vernon grunted. I smiled, my first true smile in quite a few days, actually.
I raced up the stairs and lugged my trunk down the stairs, heaved it into the car, and sat myself in the backseat. The ride was silent as the grave, I almost snorted at the irony. Many had died because of me, that old goat and the dark tosser, and many more would follow. My morbid thoughts were interrupted as the car stopped, had an hour and a half already gone by? It seemed that way. When I had gotten myself and my trunk out of the car, my uncle came up to me ``I don't even want to hear about you anymore from now on, girl, are we clear?´´, his grunting speech was becoming really annoying. ``Yeas, uncle Vernon´´ I said, and with that I turned towards the leaky cauldron which was, luckily, just across the street.
As I opened the door, I was very happy that it was not rushing hour, I flattened my fringe and went up to Tom. ``I would like a room for two nights please.´´ I said as confidently as I could. ``Tha´ will be seve´n galleons th´an.´´ I gave him ten galleons and added ``And I was not here, not ever.´´ I said in a dark voice and threw up another ten galleons on the counter. ``O´ course m´lady.´´
I headed up to my room, number fourteen, I thought of what I needed to do. I had to go to Gringotts first thing in the morning, followed by a few phone calls to the correct persons. Luckily, the old coot didn´t know that my mother had another sister. I slumped down in the bed, and my last thoughts were: What had I done?
I woke up as it knocked on the door, if I was correct the time should be, about . I rose silently and padded over to my trunk, I took a few clothes and threw them on. I was already at the door when I remembered, I couldn't go out in the ally whiteout concealment. And I couldn't do any magic, unless… Unless, the trace only traced the general area of which the magic was performed in, and there is a lot of wizards and witches around, the trace should be fooled that it isn´t me who is doing magic, but someone who is allowed, since this area has more than just a few adults here. My eyes gleamed. Well only one way to test that theory then. I took a deep breath, and muttered a spell. My black hair became brown and flattened, my green eyes turned blue, and my skin turned a lighter shade. And when no owls came within the next ten minutes, I assumed that my theory was true.
Diagon Ally had not changed in the least since the last time I was here. I quirked a small smile, and set my eyes on the huge white building in front of me. I marched in and demanded to see my account manager. ``And who do I have the honor to serve?´´ The goblin didn´t seem the least friendly, so I decided to take things one step further, I sneered at the goblin and said ``I´m Haylin Potter´´. The goblins eyes got wide and he immediately scurried off to get my account manager, and another came up and motioned for me to follow. The room I was led to was circle formed, had high ceilings and had one big long table with three chairs at the end. The other door opened and in strode a heavily armored goblin. ``, it is a pleasure to meet you, I am director of Gringotts, my name is Ragnoc.´´ ``I salute you, director Ragnoc.´´ I said in a formal tone. Didn´t want to sound too superior after all. Goblins were known for being testy. ``I´m afraid, I have quite a few bad news, and some good ones If you choose to look at it in that way´´. ``what are the news then?´´
As if on cue, another goblin came running in, handing Ragnoc a slip of paper. As Ragnoc took the paper he began explaining my situation. My anger rose for each bad news. First: I was supposed to have gotten a private reading of my parents will at eleven, and I was never supposed to go to the Dursleys. Second: I had not only that small vault Hagrid had shown me at the beginning of my first year, I had two more. And both had a significant amount of gold, heirlooms and rare books. Luckily Dumbledore could not access those without my blood and personal consent. But several thousand had been taken from my school vault. For Both Ron and Hermiony, Ginny and the Order of the Phoenix. And third: My godfather, Sirius Black, had named me his heir. And no one had found it in them to tell me. I was almost foaming when Ragnoc had made it this far into the report.
``I want a list over all of my assets, an emancipation, and I want to know if I can get my money back from those bloodsuckers.´´ My voice echoed in the big room.
``Of course, Lady Potter Black.´´ Ragnoc said and snapped his fingers. The three Goblins that came in to the room had seemingly been ready for my demands.
``The key Albus Dumbledore had to your vault is now void, your assets returned and your emancipation papers ready to be signed. And the list over your assets is here to read at your leisure.´´ His voice was smug, as if happy to be able to make some wizards miserable. And that would not be too far from the truth I think.
I took the emancipation papers and signed them with flourish. And took the list of my assets only to almost get a heart attack.
Name: Haylin Jasmine Potter.
Parents: James Potter (Deceased) Lilly Potter nee Evans (Deceased)
Godparents: Sirius Black (Deceased)
Talents:
Metamorphmagus.
Parceltoung.
Blood mage.
Heir to:
Potter (blood)
Peverell (blood)
Gryffindor (blood)
Black (adopted by blood)
Slytherin (magic)
Potter assets:
Two family vaults together holding: 989000 thousand galleons.
School vault holding: 400 thousand galleons.
Godrics hollow, Marauder castle, Lillys pad and The lions Den.
Peverell assets:
One vault holding: various artifacts, additional list further down
Gryffindor assets:
One vault holding: 1000 thousand galleons
Gryffindor castle.
Black assets:
One vault holding: 3467 thousand galleons
Black island and Grimauld place.
Slytherin assets:
One vault holds: various artifacts, additional list further down. 234 thousand galleons.
Slytherin manor, snake castle and the enchanted forest.
When I was done reading I looked up at Ragnoc with a quizzical look on my face. ``Is all this really mine?´´ I asked.
``Yes, and the several thousands that has been stolen. And that would be around 300 thousand galleons, one hundred for each one of your `friends´.´´ Ragnoc said, an amused smirk on his face, told me that he was more than enjoying putting cogs in the Headmasters plans. I smirked and said ``You and I will get along quite well, director Ragnoc. Now if I could get a card so I don't have to carry all that money with me.´´
``That we will, Lady Potter Black. And that has already been thought of, the card is waiting for you when you walk out from here, it will also transit the galleons to muggle credit and work similar in other countries.´´ Ragnoc seemed even smugger about that.
``All good then Director Ragnoc and may your gold always flow´´ I said as I stood up. The goblin followed and said ``It was a pleasure making business with you, lady Potter Black, and may your enemies blood be enough to satisfy your thirst for revenge.´´
As promised when I walked out of the room a goblin gave the card I had asked for. Now at maybe it was time to make that call. But first some shopping was in order. I was so not going around in these old clothes when I have more than enough money to cloth myself in satin, silk and rubies for generations and generations to come.
The first to go was Twillfit and Tattings. An hour later I was satisfied with the clothes I had bought. Now to the muggle world to get my phone working. As I stepped out of the leaky cauldron my phone went on almost instantly, I scrolled down my contact list and found the name I was looking for, pressing the call button I put the phone to my ear and waited.
Samantha Witwicky was having a normal day so far. Being hounded by the prettier chicks and Trent's goons. Pretty normal actually. And right in the middle of her genealogy project presentation her phone began ringing: I'm not quit myself these days , Guess we all come undone, time to time in different ways well, I have myself to blame, Guess I don't understand…..I need help anyways. ``Excuse me, I just have to take this call. I have been waiting since yesterday´´ Sam excused herself ``I was done anyways´´. And she ran out to the empty hallway.
``The fuck took you so long to contact me?, and what gave you the bright idea to call me during class?´´
``Sorry, Sorry. I was busy, y´know handling family business. I have nowhere to go now anyways.´´
``What are you talking about? You know you are always welcome here, you know with me, mom and dad.´´ Now Sam was confused. Didn´t Lin have a guardian?
``Well, just four days ago, Sirius died. I had to go to Gringotts to hear his will.´´
``What? He just can't be dead. Where have you been staying and where… you are coming straight over here, missy, and not a word of protest. I will talk to mom and dad and you can live with us. A ,and you can enroll at Salems and…´´
``Wow. Don't get your knickers in a twist, I will get over there as fast as I can. When does your school day end?´´
``In 10 minutes, I guess. Think you can make it?´´
``you kidding. I will be outside in five.´´
``Ok. See ya then. Bye´´´
``bye.´´
As Sam walked back into the classroom, she had a troubled and quite sad look on her face. Biting her lip Sam sat in her seat, a small sigh escaped her lips, she noticed Miles trying to get her attention. Sam just gave a shake of her head indicating that she will tell her later. And just then the clock rang. Almost running out the door, leaving Miles to having to get her grade paper, in her haste to get to her cousin. What she didn´t know was that her whole class was following her, trying to be as subtle as possible about it.
Sam ran down all the stairs and jumped down several, and when she spotted familiar black hair and green eyes, Sam almost threw herself at her cousin.
Miles coming right after and toppled them both over. As they lay there laughing on the ground and trading various hellos and welcomes, until Sam decided to stand up and stretched down a hand towards the other girls to help them get up from the ground.
As I apparated to outside my cousins muggle school, I wondered how she was gonna treat me. Hopefully not like glass, they both, Miles and Sam, know I´m not that weak. Then I saw her, running towards me, arms wide open, I just had to grin. Stupid me, Of course nothing is gonna change the way they think about me. But as I looked behind her I saw her entire class staring at us, and then all was a flurry of activity as Miles slammed into us. I couldn't hold my laugh anymore. And it seemed they couldn't either.
As we rose from the ground I saw Sam´s class had sneaked closer, and then Sam asked the unavoidable question ``Is he really …. Dead?´´ Miles looked stunned and had wide eyes, apparently Sam hadn´t told her just yet.
``Yeah, just four days ago´´ I was still sore about the topic, I looked down on my shoes as the tears flowed from my eyes. Miles and Sam looked at each other, and hugged me.
``My dad is coming to pick us up to get me a car if you can keep it together till we come home we can explain everything and toy don't have to explain more than one time´´. It felt good to have someone who I knew would really care about me. Sam looked up only to see a hell of a lot of people staying as close as possible, Trent DeMarco and Mikaela Banes among them, She scowled and said quite loudly ``Scram, you don't have anything to do with this!´´
Just then Uncle Ron drove up and shouted to us to get a move on. I looked at Sam and gave a small smile, and climbed in to Uncle Ron´s car. ``I didn´t know you would be coming just yet, Haylin.´´ Uncle Ron said. Sam looked at me and said ``It´s a long story, well explain when we get home´´. Ron nodded and drove us through a Peugeot car dealership. ``No way dad, No way. Are you getting me a Peugeot?´´ Sam asked half shouted. ``Haha. No. I´m not giving you a Peugeot´´. ``not fun dad. So not fun´´. I and Miles just smiled and snickered. As Ron´s car rolled in on quite a shabby car dealer park, I saw a yellow Camaro with racing stripes driving itself, and parking, on an empty slot. I had to have gone crazy, that or someone with magic had seriously messed with that car.
As Sam argued with her dad and the salesman, someone named Bobby B or something, I walked over to the Camaro. It felt like the Weasly's car after it had gone wild so to speak, but it felt much stronger. Wonder why, Sam was making her way over to me, ``that's a cool one you found there´´ she said. I nodded ``Yah, but you better check it, you know, that way. Like now!´´ Sam quirked an eyebrow at me and did as I said. ``Holy!´´ Sam whispered, ``What is this car?´´ ``I don't know, but y´know the Weasly´s car I was telling you about. It almost feels like that, but much stronger.´´ ``Ohh.´´ Sam said. And then all was ruined, that stupid salesman came over. Sam quickly jumped into the car, and said ``Feels good´´. She drew her thumb over the mark on the steering wheel, a red face insignia, I leaned a little further in to get a better look at it. ``How much?´´ Sam asked the salesman. Bobby then began to prattle on about `semi classic nature, the car having a custom paintjob.´ And there I had to say ``But the paint is faded´´ ``Yeah, but it´s custom´´ Sam was next ``It´s custom faded?´´ ``Well it´s your first car, I don't expect you to understand.´´ Then the man straightened and said ``Five grand.´´ ``Ah, sorry. I'm not paying more than four´´ Uncle Ron said. ``Get out of the car kid.´´ ``But you said that cars pick their drivers´´ ``Yeah but sometimes, the car picks a driver with a cheap ass father.´´ As Sam climbed out the car, I whispered ``Work with me here, if you want home with us, then you better do something, and fast.´´ When I had said that, the car opened its door on the car that Bobby was sitting in. I had to bite back a smile, as the salesman tried to joke it away, he was already getting scared. ``Just one more little push´´ I mumbled. The high sonic boom that blew every other car´s windows was not what I expected. It hurt my ears, and looking at Sam and Miles theirs hurt too. The salesman turned around and said ``Four thousand.´´
Now, well at home with my relatives and after I had told my tale, sitting the whole family plus Miles, in the kitchen with cups of our preferred steaming drinks. It was calm, I felt calm, for the first time in a long while. I was going to stay here with the Witwicky´s until I turned eighteen, and have the same curriculum as Sam, in both muggle school and in Salems. It was a slight shock to hear that they had necromancy on the curriculum, and with that came forgotten arts and lots and lots of more. I had already nicked a few books from Sam.
``I think it´s time for you kids to go to bed. Miles take the guest room, I will call your parents, Haylin take the room you usually use. Goodnight kids.´´ Judy said, and gave us each a hug. And turned to the living room to get to the phone.
I stretched languidly in the bed, good sleep was not something I got often. I smiled as I remembered where I was. Then looked at the clock Huh? I usually don't sleep that long. But I do know someone who does, I smirked, the perfect, wake Sam up plan. As I made my way to Sam´s room, I heard Miles snoring, Well she wouldn't be for long. I sneaked up beside Sam´s bed and readied myself for pouncing, took aim and JUMPED. The screech I got must have woken the whole neighborhood, Miles was already in the doorpost leaning against it. I was on the bed laughing my ass off. Jeez this was sooo fun! ``Good morning, sleepy heads´´ I said in my most chipper voice. ``You are insane´´ Two similar groans, and Miles fell across my legs and curled up, ready to sleep a bit more, Sam Just rolled her eyes. That wakeup call must have seriously woken her up. I snickered as Sam rolled Miles down on the floor, but yelped as she turned the mattress over so I also slid down. She smirked at us and said ``Yes, good morning to you two too.´´
``Hey Sam, I need to go shopping, can you drive me?´´ I asked, shoveling down a small breakfast. ``Sure´´ she said with a shrug. ``Miles you´ll come to right?´´ I turned to Miles with my best sad puppy dog eyes. She immediately said yes.
On our way we drove past the beach. It seemed to be a party there. A sigh told me and Sam that Miles had caught sight of Trent. ``Of all the people in the world, why did I have to get the jock jerk as my soul mate?´´ Miles asked. ``don't ask us´´ Me and Sam said at the same time, we had already had this discussion with her. ``Oh pull over, I have to talk to Mikaela.´´ I said. I did so not get along with that evil jock harem member, but I wonder why she was interested in what happens in my life. ``Fine. Have it your way´´ Sam groaned. ``Just don't do anything weird, that goes for all of us.´´ she continued. ``Yeah´´ We had been over that topic as well.
``Hey nice car you got there´´ Trent called. I was seriously starting to have a problem with that guy. ``Fuck off Trent´´ I said ``Hey Mikaela, I need to talk to ya´´.
``What is it?´´ She asked. ``Well I seriously doubt that you and Sam hang out, so I wonder why you and everyone in your class seemed so interested when she was down yesterday?´´ ``Oh, c´mon I was just curious.´´ ``yeah, right´´ My eyebrow rose, and I looked skeptically at her. ``Well fine´´, I huffed ``Sam, you promised you´d drive me to the mall, I still need to change my wardrobe´´ I called as I walked over towards the car. ``Comin´´ She called back. ``Miles you still with us?´´ ``yah, where else would I be going?´´ She said dramatically, feigning a feinting spell. I smirked ``your such a drama queen´´ I was already in the car so I was safe from water splashing. ``I´ll give you drama queen.´´ Miles muttered as she slid in behind me. Sam started the engine, and thankfully it didn´t give off that gas cloud it did back home.
When we finally got home, I looked at Sam, it was time we `talked´ with that car of hers, she nodded as if she read my thoughts. And I wouldn't put it past her, using legillimency on me. The smirk on her face told me she would, I immediately put my shields up, and she pouted. ``Ok car, time to talk. I know you came there for a reason, and it was not a coincident that you drove up there when we just got there´´ I said. The car seemed to tens up, I rolled my eyes, and looked at my fellow witches. ``Calm down, wer`e not gonna get rid of you or anything, but we wanna know, and I think we have that right.´´ Sam said in her calm voice, but she was still twitching. The rattled through the speakers,
I wanna be your friend….. I would do anything to be your friend…you will know soon enough…. What I would doooo, foor youuuuuuu….
…Okay. Well communication of some kind was good, Right? ``So you wanna be our friend?´´ The car bobbed up and down on its axels, a nod. ``and we will get to know what you where doing soon enough?´´ Once again it bobbed up and down. ``Well then, I'm through with my questions, but know this: If you hurt Sam, in any way, I will neuter you, slowly and painfully.´´ the car shuddered and almost hysterically bobbed up and down a few times. Sam giggled, and shook her head ``Well I just wanna know if you decide to go play with your buddies, so that I don't think your stolen or something´´ Sam said still giggling a little.
Toooniiiiiight,,,,, it's gonna bee tooooniiiight… I will go…. But always I will come back to youuuu….. to youuuuu.
``Aww, it's so sweet, the little guy talks through playing songs,´´ Now it was Miles who giggled, it was not often she went al Aw either. That car just won a major supporter. ``Okay, so you are going to `play´ whit your friends this night?´´ Sam asked It rattled in the speakers again: Message to the Starfleet captain.
``So you are gonna call them?´´ now he bobbed up and down. ``okay, good to know.´´ Sam said nodding. ``Hey, its late we better unpack my things and go to bed unless we want aunt Judy to have an epilepsy attack.´´ I said, and truth too be told, I was tired as hell. Sam and Miles nodded. ``Hey how´bout we camp out in Sam´s room tonight?´´ Miles suggested. ``Good idea, we can watch a movie.´´
We watched some chick flick, and went to sleep. Next thing we know, something is knocking on the window. I groaned and kicked Miles out of the bed, silently, whiteout words telling her to get it. A half asleep Miles was never good at doing anything, especially focusing on what she saw. But when half asleep Miles becomes panicked and awake Miles in less than a minute, you really got a case on your hands. ``Guys, am I seeing things or is it a giant robot, which greatly resembles Sam´s Camaro, in the yard?´´ and those words gave me and Sam a serious wakeup call as well. ``what?´´ ``Yeah, either I´m still asleep, or this is real.´´ We both, Sam and I, Run to the window, and indeed saw just what Miles had described. It then waved its hand, a sig for come here. We looked at each other and then at the clock: , and then at the robot again, he seemed persistent so we threw on some clothes and ran down, leaving a note to Judy and Ron. And wow, we got the wildest ride of our lives, that cop car was not to play with.
The Camaro turned around a corner only to swerve around a choked Trent. And behind us the cop car had transformed, now running after us, weapons at the ready. The Camaro practically ejected us out of our seats and began to transform himself. ``What the fuck is going on?´´ Trent looked as if he had short circuited. ``no talking now, little robot after us´´ I screamed, grabbing Sam and Miles arms, while Miles grabbed Trent's. The little robot was obviously after Sam, so I quickly sent a legillimency probe on what to do, our eyes met and we nodded. Sam ran to the right and I to left to get some kind of weapon from the stacks I had seen earlier. As I came back I saw Trent standing over a knocked Out Miles, and Sam kicking at the robot, and I go to work. Severing its head from the body didn't seem to have the desired effect as the head tried to crawl away. Just then Trent seemed to have gathered his wits, and kicked the still living head as far as he could. ``Will someone tell me what that was all about?´´ He asked. ``Well, we should get out of here and back home before we discuss this anymore´´ I said. He looked at me, picked up Miles and headed back to where the big guys had lugged each other around. The yellow Camaro slowly came up to us, and I and Sam got in without much hesitation. But Trent looked suspiciously at the car. ``C´mon, fifty years from now when you look back to now, don't you wanna be able to say that you had the guts to get into the car?´´ Sam asked. Trent sneered and put in Miles and followed himself.
``You know what I don't understand?´´ Trent said lowly (Miles had just woke up and had a headache)
``What?´´ ``If this car is such a super advanced robot, why does he transform back to this piece of crap Camaro?´´ And in the middle of the tunnel The car stopped and again practically ejected them out and drove off. ``Oh man. Oh man. How am I gonna explain that to dad? Four thousand dollars just drove off, just because of your comment´´ I had never heard Sam sound so frustrated. As I thought that, ``hey isn´t that your car?´´ Miles asked. And wow was that a change, from a1980 year model to 2010 years model. When we got in, it was just as new on the inside as on the outside. ``wow.´´ ``something good actually came out of shooting of your yap like that for once, Trent.´´ I said. At his glare I only snorted and began explaining, how we met this strange car and what happened afterwards until just when we almost literary ran into him. ``That is one fucked up story´´ He said, after I was done. ``Just where are we?´´ Miles question brought us back to reality. With the screech of sirens, accompanied with flashing lights, We stepped out of the Camaro, and we were joined by a yellow-green emergency vehicle, a large black topkick and an eighteen wheeler truck. ``So, these are your friend?´´ Sam queried, an incredulous look on her face as she looked over the `caravan´.
And they began to transform. I wanted answers, and by god I was gonna get them, ``who are you?´´ The large red and blue semi answered ``My name is Optimus Prime. We are Autonomus Robotic Organisms from the planet Cybertron.´´ ``but you can call us Autobots for short´´ the rescue hummer interrupted. ``What´s crackin´lil bitches?´´ The silver one said as he did a fancy somersault. ``My first lieutenant. Designation: Jazz´´ Optimus told us. ``This look like a cool place to kick it´´ The newly identified Jazz said as he sat on a car behind him. Trent quirked an eyebrow and asked ``doesn't he realize that he just crushed some poor guys soul?´´. I had other thoughts, like where had they learnt to talk like that? And Samantha voiced my question ``Where did you learn to talk like that?´´ ``We´ve learnt earths languages via the world wide web.´´ He paused and then continued his introduction. ``My weapons specialist, Ironhide´´. The loud humming as Ironhide activated his canons was hard to miss. ``you feeling lucky, punk?´´ ``Ironhide….´´ ``Just kidding. I just wanted to show them my cannons.´´ Ironhide said and deactivated said cannons. ``Our medical officer, Ratchet.´´ ``Hmm…´´ Ratchet started ``the boys pheromone levels suggests he wants to mate with one of the females.´´ Miles slapped a hand on her forehead and groaned, Trent actually blushed and looked away, Sam and I just snickered. ``You already know your guardian Bumblebee´´ Optimus said, breaking the thick tension.
Bumblebee´s speakers rattled and Played a short clip: ``Check in the rep, yep, second to none.´´ ``So your my guardian?´´ Sam looked at Bumblebee. ``His vocal processors were damaged in battle´´ Ratchet explained as a laser beam shot from one of his fingers; Bumblebee made gagging movement as the beam hit his throat. ``I'm still working on them.´´ He muttered.
Miles turned to Optimus ``Why are you here?´´
The explanation we got was kinda what I suspected it to be. Fate is a bitch. Two mega dark lord destroyers on earth and one is after my ass the other is after my cousins, just because some glasses.
``So when did you get the nice idea to try and sell those glasses anyways?´´ I just had to ask. We were on our way back to Sam´s house to get the glasses. ``Well, I just wanted to get that stuff out of my room.´´ ``Why not just put them I the garage?´´ I countered Samantha´s awkward reply. ``Dad didn't want that junk in the garage.´´ She said, flushing slightly. ``Well why not just throw it away?´´ Came Miles voice. She and Trent had gotten along amazingly well. ``Hey stop, stop antagonizing me about it. Done is done!´´ Sam countered. ``indeed´´ I sighed. If I didn't know better I would say Sam was my cousin on my father's side not my mothers, Sam seemed to have been cursed by the Potter family curse.
Outside the house I immediately sensed another with magical power except me, Sam and Miles. With a smirk I whispered to them: ``Well, problem solved. We only have to summon the glasses out here.´´ Samantha looked at me as if I was mad, which might be true to some extent. ``We still have a public, mate, sorry´´ Miles said. Drat. That was true enough. ``Well whatever. They are gonna find out sooner or later.´´ I said, the tone of my voice clearly conveying my irritation. Sam and Miles looked at each other, and shrugged. ``Fine, work your magic then´´ Sam said. Miles smirked, ``well then for those who don't believe in magic I ask you to watch this´´ she said. As everyone, all bot´s and one human male, turned to look at us, I glared at miles. If they weren't paying attention, well, their loss.
At Miles unrepentant expression, I once again sighed and flicked my wrist slightly, my wand sliding quickly into my hand, I said the incantation. And voila, there came the glasses rushing, out from the house and right into my hand.
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