Disclaimer- As much as I wish I did, I do not own Harry Potter. Sorry, this chapter is very long, I could not find a good stopping place.
Chapter Two
Man is this boring… I think. Saph has started to pace, not a healthy sign.
"What's up Saph?" I ask her.
"Shoot." She says, after shaking the bars surrounding us. "Damn, couldn't they of had something better than steel?" She says sarcastically.
"What did you mean earlier?" Amber asks, pulling me deep into the compensation.
"What did I say? I haven't said a word. With my mouth, I made a nasty face at that blonde boy…" Amber sighs, showing that Saph has lost her brain, or the memory part at least.
"Saph, don't get so serious about it." After all, Amber's the bystander of us. She likes the sidelines better that then what me and Saph like. Crazy disco area of it all.
I stand up as my legs fall asleep, dirty blonde hair, now brown from the dust and dirt, falling all over. A see Sapphire stop, turning so her afro-like hair would show itself to us. I stand beside her, and I sing softly, "No time for losers…" I trail off, wondering what she will say. She stays silent.
"And we'll keep on fighting, till the end!" Amber yells, surprising Saph and I, knowing that Amber hates to sing, especially Queen songs.
"WE ARE THE CAMPIONS! WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS! NO TIME FOR LOSERS 'CAUSE WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS!" Amber and I sing, very off tune.
"Of the world…." Sapphire whispers. "I've taken my bows… And my curtain calls…"
"Ah, the wonders of Freddie and what he will do to you!" I wrap my arm around her shoulders, and looked forward at the wall Saph stared at. "Sometimes, he makes me want to go buy a bicycle, even though I don't know how to ride-"
"DON'T STOP ME NOW! DON'T STOP ME 'CAUSE I'M HAVING A GOOD TIM, HAVING A GOOD TIME!" Saph leans back her head and screams.
I laugh. "That's my girl..." I single tear streams down my eye. My sister would know better than me how to help them… My mouth quivers, and I wipe my face on my long-sleeved T-shirt.
Pop! A man appeared in the doorway of our cell, a silly grin on his face. "Love it when this happens… When we save people." He adds, his messy black hair in his face. He looks up at us, brown eyes showing us that he truly cared, not just having to save us.
"How did you do that? How did you learn how to do that?" Saph and I both ask. He laughs at us, two silly children, totally clueless to what he did.
He stands up and opens the door. He was a little on the tall side, and quite skinny. He looked like a typical man, besides his brown cloak and loafers. His shirt was a black button down, and he wore navy jeans that were ripped up. He has a small hat, a brown one with a black rim, that he held in his hands.
"My name is Harold Potter, my wife is up there, told me to get you, is it just you two?" He looks past us, and I can see Ambers eye glowing.
"Yes, I am dead, with my parents and with my brother, happily singing Queen songs all day, and this is just the rotting body of my old life." She said, coming out of the darkness.
"Sorry about your parents-"He gave Amber a hand when she stepped out. "I can help a little, give you what you need, as long as you don't mind sharing…"
"Amber and Sapphire both had brothers and I had- a sister." It pains me to think anything of her.
"I mean, I have a son, James, he's 11 too, he might not be too happy, he'll get used to it, until we get you a proper home."
"Thanks."
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