I just saw the new Harry Potter movie! It was AWESOME!
Anyway, I would like to thank my first reviewer, meep!
Now here's the next chapter!
Lily Potter loved Diagon Alley. She to look at the broomsticks in the display windows, she loved to see all the cute little animals at the pet shop. She also loved to play with the wands in Olivander's shop, imagining she was her father defeating the evil Lord Voldemort! But most of all, she loved her Uncle George's joke shop. Lily had long run out of pranking material from last year. All of the candies were eaten; toy wands broken; and she had lost just about everything else. This is why when Lily heard that they were going back to Diagon Alley that day to shop for her brothers' school suplize, Lily pratically jumped out of bed.
"But we're not going until after lunch."
Lily's shoulders sank. After lunch? What was she supposed to do for five whole hours? She'd be eighty by the time they left!
She walked down the stairs while grumbling in annoyance. This is so unfair! thought Lily angrily, as she poured herself some cereal.
The Potter's dog, Padfoot, eyed her cereal hungrily. He gave her a hopeful look.
Lily giggled, throwing Padfoot a cherio. The dog jumped up and caught it in midair. She knew that it was impossible to resist that face.
"Busted," said a voice from behind her. Lily jumped, turning around she saw it was none other than her annoying older brother, James. "MUM!" he called, "LILY'S BEEN FEEDING THE DOG AGAIN!"
"Lily, you know that Padfoot has his own food. That stuff's not good for him," Ginny called back.
Lilly rolled her eyes and zoned out as her mother continued to give her the lecture she had heard at least a million times. She stick her tongue out at James, who was smirking triumphly.
Well, boys will be boys.
Artemis turned on his communicator, Holly's face popped up on the screen.
"Holly it is me, Artemis."
She turned around. "You ready?"
"Yes, I am free tomorrow, we will do it then."
"Do what?"
Artemis jumped. Turning around, he saw that, standing there behind him was Myles Fowl.
"Myles what are you doing here?" Artemis demanded.
"This is my house too, you know, Artemis!" he crossed his arms stubbornly and stick out his tongue.
Artemis froze. Eight words. Eight divided by two was four. Four. Death. His heart skipped a beat.
"What language were you speaking?" asked Myles curiously.
Five words. Artemis sighed in relief. Get a grip, Artemis! he told himself, you are being completely irrational! But why had Myles asked what language he had been speaking? Then he remembered. Of course! He was talking to Holly in Gnommish!
"French," he answered quickly.
Although Gnommish didn't even sound remotely close to French, this answer satisfied the three-year-old. But Myles wasn't done questioning, as he opened his mouth to speak, Artemis said, "Myles, I'm kind of busy right now. Why don't you go play with your brother?"
Reluctantly, Myles went off to go find Becket, while muttering something under his breath that sounded a lot like "Artemis is a simple-toon."
"Sorry about that, Holly," he apologized. "My brother Myles was there, I had to take care of him. Anyway, I'm free tomorrow afternoon after lunch. are you ready, Captain?"
"Totally, let's go save the world."
Lily sat on the sofa watching muggle television with Padfoot snuggling by her feet. Even though she was born to a pureblood family Lily used muggle technology regularly. the "muggle room" as her family called it, was a room in a wizard house, free of magic, allowing electricity to work. The room was complete with an electricity generator. The idea was invented by Lily's grandfather, Arthur Weasley, originally used for research purposes only, although some wizard families, like the Potter's, had one in their own home. Sometimes Lily hung out in the room when she wanted some time alone. She liked watching the telly, playing on the Wii, listening to the stereo, and going on the thing muggles called "the internet".
At the moment she was watching a show called Spongebob Squarepants. The show ended, and the muggle advertisments came on. Lily moaned and turned off the TV. She looked at her dog. "When will the afternoon come?"
"Lily!" a voice called, it was her brother, Albus.
"I'm in the muggle room!"
Albus stepped in. "Mum told me to get you. It's time for lunch."
Lunch? "YES!" Lily exclaimed, jumping off the couch, startling poor Padfoot, who began to bark in alarm. But she was too happy to notice, Lily skipped off happily while humming the Spongebob theme song.
"Mummy, Daddy! It's Uncle George's shop! Can we go? Please? Can we?" Lily bounced up and down with excitement.
"Sorry, Dear. Maybe next time."
"Next time? That won't be until next year!" she whined.
"Come on, Lily. Your brother needs a wand."
Lily pouted, but followed her parents. What if I just go back and buy one thing? she wondered. I won't be gone long and I could catch up to them. They wouldn't even notice if I left.
Little did she know the shop was closed for the day.
According to wizard law Artemis should not have been able to see the Leaky Cauldron at all. But Master Fowl did not miss very much. As for Butler, well, when you're trained at Madame Ko's, you are taught to notice every detail of your surroundings.
Staying hidden under Holly's shield, the team followed a man into the strange-looking shop. They watched as the man went to the back of the pub and tapped the brick wall with a stick. Then, before their very eyes, the bricks rearranged themselves, leaving a gapping hole, large enough for even Butler to fit through, in the wall. But what was even more intruging was not the wall itself, but what was behind it. It appeared to be a market of some sort.
"Well, here goes nothing," whispered Holly.
Lily knocked on the shop's door. Nothing. "Hello?" then Lily saw it. There was a "closed" sign on the door.
Angrily, she stomped her foot in frustration. Oh well, might as well go find the others. Fighting back tears, Lily searched for her family. It took her five minutes to realize that they had moved on without her.
Now frantic, she darted her eyes in all directions, hoping to find her family. But there were just too many people! What if she never saw them again? She would die out here alone. Slowly whither away of starvation. Maybe her family was glad she was gone. One less person to feed; one less person to share the muggle room with; one less person to look after. Perhaps they really wouldn't miss her.
The scared nine-year old leaned again the stone building, as she began to cry.
Artemis skimmed the crowd. If he wanted information the best place to get it from was a child. One old enoug ho understand what was going on, but young enough so they would still be fairly naive and not get suspicious of him. But all of the kids seemed to be with their families. Surely the adults would suspect something if he just went over and started randomly asking questions.
What kind of place was this, anyway? It appeared to be a street filled with shops, but these were no shops Artemis had ever heard of before. And the people were strange as well. Most of them wore long cloaks and carried around sticks. Some even wore pointed hats. Artemis did have an idea, but it was just too rediculous for even him to believe.
The trio was silent. Neither Butler, nor Holly or Artemis had uttered a single word ever since they had stepped through the brick wall. The street was so crowded that the group had several close-calls with near run-ins with other people. Butler didn't like it. People. Everywhere. Any one of them could be an assassin.
Then, by sheer luck, Artemis found what he was looking for. A little girl, no older than nine or ten years old, was leaning against a wall, sobbing quietly. And best of all, she was alone. This was the perfect opportunity.
Normally Artemis would have though out his plan more, going through all the possible scenarios that may occur. But with the Atlantis Complex still happening, he didn't even bother checking with Holly or Butler. Making sure no one was looking, he stepped out from under the shield, and walked over to the girl.
Now, Artemis did not have much experience in comforting others- especially little crying girls. But he had read enough books on phycology to have a basic understanding of what to do.
He cleared his throat. "Excuse me, are you alright?" he said the girl in the most sympathetic tone he could manage.
The girl looked up at him and shook her head. But what she did next was the very last thing Artemis would have expected; she ran up, and hugged him, crying even more. Artemis stiffened. The book hadn't covered anything like this.
"Please don't cry, little girl," Artemis told her. "Tell me what's wrong."
She nodded, wiping her tears (and snot) on her shirt sleeve. She spoke in a shaky voice from crying for so long. "I-I d-d-d-don't know where Mummy, or Daddy, or Al, or J-James are. I looked everywhere! I think I'm l-lost."
Artemis could help but feel a little guilty. She had no idea that he was just using this girl, only pretending to care so that he could get answers.
"Come on," he said to her," we'll find them."
As soon as he said that, the girl suddenly became instantly cheery. "Oh, thank you! I'm Lily by the way, Lily Potter."
"Nice to meet you, Lily. I'm Alfonse," he said, remembering the name he had used a couple years ago when he and Butler had been robbing that bank in Germany.
"Doesn't my name sound familiar?..." when Artemis shook his head, she sighed. "My daddy is Harry Potter! Are you a muggle or something?- Not that there's anything wrong with that!" she added quickly.
"That depends. What is a muggle?"
"Someone who isn't a witch or a wizard," Lily replied.
Ah, so they are wizards. Intruging.
Artemis knew he had to find out more. "Tell me more about your father, Lily."
"Okay! So he was...what do you call it when your parents die?"
"An orphan?"
"Yeah, that! Anyway, so he was one of those, because the evil wizard, Voldemort, killed them when he was a baby. And when he grew up, he killed Voldemort!" there was no mistaking the pride in her voice. Artemis continued to listen to Lily as she proceeded to tell him more and more about her father's life. "...He's really really smart," she said, "and really really brave. And really- right over there! DADDY!" Lily ran up and hugged her father.
A woman with flaming red hair, who Artemis assumed to be Lily's mother, looked furious. "Lillian Luna Potter! Where were you? We were worried sick! How DARE you walk off without permission! You are in so much trouble, Missy!"
"Perhaps next time you should check to make sure you have all of your children with you," Artemis cut in silkily. He was surprised by his own bluntness.
They turned to him. "And who are you?" asked Harry.
Before Artemis could answer, Lily said. "That's Alfonse, Daddy. He helped me find you guys!"
Harry reguarded this boy with curiousity. "Where's your family, son?"
"Shopping. They let me go off on my own. I promised to meet them somewhere."
Now it was Lily's turn to be suspicious. "But I thought you said you were a muggle."
"...I am."
"So a squib, then?" one of the boys put in.
"Yes."
"Well, thank you for finding Lily, we appreciate it very much," he shook the boy's hand.
"Oh, it was no trouble at all, sir. I'm happy to help. But I must be going, my parents will be wondering where I am."
"Do you have to go?" asked Lily.
Artemis nodded.
"Yes, well, we certainly won't stop you," Harry said. "Thanks again, Alfonse, for everything."
Artemis gave him a polite nod, and headed in the other direction.
"Good-bye, Alfonse!" Lily called.
"Of course! It all makes sense now. They were wizards! We all know that humans don't used all parts of their brain. There must be some part of the mind that only a few people have access to. And somehow this part of the brain allows them to collect energy, thus creating 'magic'. And of course, we are all well aware of the fact that energy cannot be created or destroyed, it can only be changed. And what does most energy convert into? Heat!"
"And you're saying that's what causing global warming?" Holly asked.
"Well, not all of it. The use of fossil fuels and polution are also causes to it, but this makes up the majority of what is destroying the ozone layer."
Holly and Butler looked at each other. They were both thinking the same thing: he's insane. It was completely unlike Artemis to just go wander off like that, even if he did know what he was doing. He always weighed his options before acting. It was the Atlantis Complex that was making him act so impulsive. But was he right? Probably. Complexed or not, Artemis was still Artemis after all.
Oh well, I guess it could be worse, Holly thought. At least he's not Orion. She shuddered. Yeah, it could be much, much worse.
Wow, I think this is the longest chapter I ever wrote for anything! I hoped that was long enough for you guys.
For thoughs of you who are American, I hope you have a happy Thanksgiving this Thursday, only two more days! And for those of you who are not, I hope you have a great weekend in gerneral.
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