Wild Tension (COMPLETED)
A note from the author: This is the first story of the trilogy (at least I'm hoping to have three). Anyway thanks goes to the friends of mine who've given me ideas and helped me in writing this.
Disclaimer: It's so obvious a fifteen year old didn't come up with the idea of Harry Potter! All characters, places, and events belong to J. K. Rowling. The only thing I own is Helen (and everything about her; including Salem friends and family).
Year Y2KIII Chapter 1: Not Quite Secure
"Miss Cliff! If you want to make your carefree charm work you have to loosen up yourself!"
"Sorry Mrs. Baker."
"You students sure give us teachers a headache!"
"Sorry!"
"No matter. It's about time for dinner anyway. Class dismissed."
Helen Cliff grabbed her bag and hurried out the door. A short blond was laughing hysterically.
"I don't see what was so amusing, Bianca." Helen said in a colder voice than she meant it. "No need to get in such a huff! It's just funny how tense you get whenever Kevin looks at you."
"I just wasn't expecting him to come walking in our class."
"Your expression was priceless! A real Kodak moment!"
"A what?"
"That means it's hilarious."
"I repeat...I don't see what's so funny."
"Hey Helen!" someone called. Helen spun around and stood face to face with none other than Kevin.
"Speak of the devil!" Bianca grinned. Helen glared at her.
"Ummm I was wondering if...well...er." Kevin mumbled.
"What is it?" Helen thought. "Just keep your cool...don't look into those misty blue eyes...."
"We have the weekend trip to Carna off and I was wondering if...if you wanted ...to...spend it together..."
Helen looked up into his eyes and silently cursed herself. She KNEW she'd freeze if she looked at him and she did.
"Uh..." she blustered. "Ummm"
Bianca's bursts of laughter brought Helen back to earth.
"Of course I'd like to."
"Great! I'll see you at Geoffrey's Cream Shop." Kevin said with a smile that left Helen breathless.
"Yeah...."
Helen didn't know how long she stood there but it must have been a while because Bianca stopped laughing.
"My God, Helen! Snap out of it!"
"Oh!" Helen blushed. "Whoops."
"Whoops? I'll be surprised if we make it to the Dining Hall for dessert! Hurry up!"
The two ran through the double doors just in time to see the teachers arriving. Bianca grabbed her shoulder and led her to their table, where they sat down next to Harvey and Sabrina.
"What took you two so long?" Harvey asked.
"Ummm..well...Kevin-"
"AH!" Sabrina screamed. She jumped up and hugged Helen.
"What the-"
"He'd been talking about asking forever! I didn't think he'd have the guts to-"
"WHAT!" Helen shouted, dropping her fork with a clatter. A few people down the table turned to stare at her. "What! Why didn't you tell me he talked to you about this?"
"He swore me to secrecy."
"Augh, fine."
"Well anyway-"
She was cut off. The huge doors Bianca and Helen had walked through moments before were blasted open. A few people screamed while the others and their teachers reached for their own wands. Seven people, dressed in black, with wands pointing straight ahead crossed over the threshold. One of them, the shortest, led them straight toward the teachers. The teachers started shouting assortments of spells and the trespassers, instead of attacking at the teachers, started shooting at the students. Everyone jumped out of their seats and were running toward the side doors but a loud voice boomed....
"DON'T ANYONE MOVE UNLESS YOU ALL WISH TO DIE!"
Everyone stopped where they were.
"What do you want?" Principal Spritz shouted.
"Talk. Outside."
"Why should I?"
One of the hooded people grabbed a student and held a wand to their head, about to whisper an unforgivable curse.
"Alright! Alright!"
Spritz followed the short man out the door. Bianca had Helen's arm in a death grip.
"Omg! Omg! Omg! They're going to kill us!"
"How come we can't take them? There are eight hundred of us and six of them!"
"They don't want any students to die." Helen whispered.
The dreary silence was disturbed when blue sparks sailed through the air above them. At that moment two things Helen least expected actually happened. One, the Principal of Salem Institute fell through the door, obviously dead. Two, Mrs. Baker and the other teachers started firing at the intruders and Kevin came running towards her, grabbed her around the waist, lifted her onto his shoulder, and started running through the back door, with Mrs. Baker at his heels.
"What is going on?" Helen shouted.
"No time to explain" Mrs. Baker spoke briskly. "Kevin, you know what to do."
The door opened again and Mrs. Baker turned to head off whoever had opened it. Kevin pulled her along quickly.
"What- is- going-on?" Helen asked between breaths.
"You're in trouble."
"I can see that now! WHY though?"
"This way..."Kevin steered her to the left. "Dumbledore-"
"What does Alby have to do with anything?"
"He knew this would happen. Every Top Senior has been preparing for this since you came here."
"And that is-"
"For You-know-who to send his followers after you."
"What would they want with m-"
"Shhh." Kevin hissed. They stopped for a few seconds and then continued running.
"And how come I wasn't notified about this?" Helen demanded.
"Albus's orders."
"Okay he's been telling the magical world for a year that Vol...that you-know-who is back and coming after Harry Potter but he doesn't have the time to tell me I'm in danger?"
"Come on. One of the teachers must have warned Professor Dumbledore by now. The only thing left to do is get you out of Salem Institute."
"And how exactly do you plan to do that?"
"I'm top senior remember? I've been t-" Kevin stopped suddenly and Helen smacked into him. It became evident pretty quickly why he stopped.
"Expelliarmus" Kevin and Helen shouted.
"Stupefy" said three voices. Kevin fell to the ground.
"KEVIN!"
"Grab the girl!"
"AHHHHHHH LEMME GO!"
"Shut her up!"
"LET GO!" Helen gave her captor a blow to the head and the chest.
"Help!" he yelped.
And as almost all kidnapping stories go...the person kidnapped got knocked unconscious.
Chapter 2: Stillness
A forceful prod to the back woke Helen. She looked around the room fearfully, first at the fireplace and then at the three wizards and a witch sitting across from her; staring.
"Why can't we have a bit o' fun with her?"
"The Dark Lord warned us that she wasn't to have a single scratch until he gets here."
"I know some spells that don't leave any marks."
"Drop it, moron. He knows when you've disobeyed. He knows when you've wanted to disobey so shut your fat lip up."
It was obvious the three wizards were American but the woman proved to be British when she finally spoke. "Sure this is her?"
"Yes."
"She's not what I expected but I guess she doesn't have that much in her."
"I guess not."
"Silence." The woman walked slowly up to her. "You ARE Helia-su-tamen Cliff."
"No. I don't know wh-"
"Don't lie to me Helen."
"I'm not lying. Have you ever seen a more innocent face?"
"I enjoy killing the innocent so if I were you I'd watch what I was saying. Where is the amulet?"
"The what?"
"THE AMULET YOU IDIOT!"
"I don't-"
"DO NOT TEMPT ME!"
Helen went quiet. She'd never dealt with dark wizards and witches before but she could tell when actually being truthful wasn't working. She didn't have any amulets and she wondered why they thought she might have one.
"We can kill you now." The woman said with an evil smile.
"Craptacular." Helen thought. "This was NOT how I planned. I have to change the subject…"
"Does anyone have Veritaserum?" asked the woman
"I'm afraid not." said a long haired wizard.
"Alright. Enough wasted time. Any last words before you die?"
"Think! Think!" Helen's brain said. Too bad it couldn't think of what to think.
"You can't kill me! You-know-who said not to!" Helen yelled.
"Ah," the woman said with a malicious smile. "He said these fools (indicating to the wizards) couldn't but he never told me anything."
"Cripes."
"Colloportus"
Helen and her chair rocketed through the air and smashed into the wall. Hard. She cried out in pain but couldn't move. The chair broke into smaller pieces and was digging into her lower back and the collision with the wall left her lightheaded as blood trickled down the back of her head.
"Aren't I supposed to pass out right now?" Helen wondered angrily. "Augh I WISH I could pass out or fall asleep...whichever comes sooner." she tried to move (since her invisible bonds had broken along with the chair) but couldn't summon up enough energy. Out of the corner of Helen's eyes she could see something speeding fast toward the window. BANG! It cracked open and the wildest looking group of wizards Helen had ever seen came flying through it. Helen gaped until one of them, the only woman, grabbed her by the hand and led her towards the window.
"We've got to jump!" She shouted, trying to help Helen up.
"OUCH!" Helen screamed and stopped trying to move. "I can't."
"Mobilicorpus" said the witch. "I'm going to let you hover out the window until I can lower you down."
That's when Helen realized as she was pulled into the air by invisible strings and floating outside, but...
"Omg! My wand! They still have my wand!" Helen screamed. One of the taller wizards seemed to be having a harder time with the woman who injured Helen. After the three bad wizards were stunned the good ones pointed their wands at her and in union shouted "Stupefy". One of them reached into her pocket and pulled out Helen's wand.
"This yours?"
"Yes."
He threw it at the girl holding Helen in the air with her wand, who also used both hands to catch it and in doing so there was nothing keeping Helen from falling and she landed in a bush that luckily didn't have many thorns.
"OUCH" Helen shouted from below. A moment later her four rescuers were helping her up and dragging her towards some brooms lying on the ground.
"You fly?"
"Quod Team Captain!" Helen said trying to sound brightly but was too at loss for breath. She could tell three of them were frowning in the dark. "But I'm reserve keeper for Quidditch." Helen added. This news scored more points. "I don't think I can fly though. I can barely move on my own."
"We don't have much time and we have to get a good head start before we get attacked by a whole group of Death Eaters!" growled a frighteningly scary looking wizard with one huge wild eye.
"Kingsley...you pick her up and fly on the broom with her." said the girl...Helen just noticed she had violet hair...talking to the wizard that struggled with the bad witch.
"Well then let me borrow your double seat broom Tonks."
"Alright then."
"She acquired quite a blow to the head, Moody." a young wizard but with graying hair spoke loudly as Kingsley was helping Helen on the broom. "Should we heal it now?"
"No time."
The man seemed not to have heard and gave her head a light tap and the blood stopped, even though the pain still throbbed.
"That's as best as I could do under the circumstances." he apologized.
Helen was about to thank him but Kingsley, Tonks, Moody, and the young wizard (and I mean in his thirties I'm guessing) all sped on their brooms into the night sky.