SORRY. My GOBLIN WAS POSSESSED
We made our way to the bank and entered through the large ornate doors. What greeted me was the strangest sight I had ever seen. Hundreds of really nice desks with elaborate carvings lined the walls. Behind each desk was a goblin. Ugly and haughty, they stared at the people that flocked around them. I cautiously approached a goblin that was stationed close to the entrance.
"Excuse me? Um… my parents created a vault for me two weeks ago and um… I need entrance?" I stumbled over my words.
"Wand or key?" the goblin inquired. Its voice was scratchy and horrible.
"Key. Um… it's in here… wait a second." I dug around in my pocket before producing a tiny brass key the size of my pinky. I slid it across the desk and the goblin snatched it and hopped down from his stool. I trailed after him, beckoning for the Weasley twins to follow me. They did, rather enthusiastically. The goblin led us to what looked to be a roller coaster, complete with twists and turns. I internally pumped my fist. I loved roller coasters. I clambered in before realizing the space was too small for all four of us. I got back out and motioned for the twins to sit down first. Then I plopped myself down on Fred's lap. He stiffened and I rushed to explain. "I hug your brother and I sit on you. It's a thing."
"I want you to sit on me!" George said, unnaturally excited.
"Nooo!" I howled "I refuse. I sincerely decline! I have no interest in- "
"I know you silly girl. So how old are you?"
"16 and a haaaaalf!" I shrieked as the cart jolted forward. The tracks led us through twists and turns and then through a waterfall. I yelled in outrage as my auburn hair was quickly soaked. "Hey! Not cool!"
The twins laughed and then began coughing as I shoved their faces under the water. "Try laughing now!" I chuckled at my success. Finally, we arrived at vault 564 and we climbed out. Fred picked me up when I discovered that I couldn't have made the jump onto the platform. My hair was windswept and frizzy and George was busy dry-heaving over the edge. Fred looked elated, his eyes sparkling, his face red with adrenaline. I laughed at his childish response to the ride.
"Damn that was fun! Can we do it again?" My voice was still raised in a yell. George lifted his head, still looking sick and choked out a weak "Can we NOT do that again?"
The goblin frowned at us and tilted his head at the vault. He opened it with the key and let us inside. The twins gasped as they took in the large sum of gold in my vault. I blushed. "I know it's not much but it'll be enough to get me through three years here and extra stuff."
"You never told us you were rich!" Fred cried out.
"I'm not." I replied puzzled. I then bent down and picked up 20 Galleons, 40 Sickles, and 55 Knuts. I shoved them into a burlap sack and smiled as the money jingled at my hip. The twins were still looking around in amazement. I stealthily pocketed 30 more Galleons, 15 for each of them and drug them out of the vault. As I was doing this, I casually slipped the money into their pockets. They didn't even blink.
"Okay," I announced "Who wants to try our luck with this goblin?"
"Oh me! Me!" Fred yelped.
"Correct answer Mr. So here's what we're going to do. I'm going to ask for a joyride."
"That's all?" Fred looked crestfallen.
"Of course that's all! I'm not going to try to rob him!"
I turned to our guide. "Excuse me Sir. Would you mind letting us ride around a bit?"
George heard me and began shaking his head violently. "No! No! BAD! NO NO!" he mouthed at me. I grinned as the goblin sighed in defeat and motioned for us to climb back into the cart. I positioned myself on Fred's lap, and made sure to lean away from George, who looked ill even before the ride started. I wriggled in place, nearly jumping in excitement as the vehicle lurched forward. We raced through the cave, stalagmites and stalactites blending together. I whooped loudly and cheered as we went around in a circle. I pushed my arms up to the sky, feeling like I was in a whirlpool. Fred laughed at my childish antics and even George let out a weak moan that sounded slightly like a laugh. I couldn't help grimace when George emptied his stomach over the edge of the cart but all my worries disappeared as we pitched forward into a steep dive. I felt my butt began to leave Fred's lap as gravity failed. He reached around my waist and pulled me back down before I could topple over the side. I held tight onto his hand, my knuckles turning white. Suddenly the ride seemed less friendly. Our goblin grinned us in mockery. "Having fun?" He asked, a cold gleam in his eyes.
"Not anymore!" I yelled in panic.
"Okay. I'll speed it up more!"
"This damn thing can go faster?!" George wailed.
"Of course. Does it make you uncomfortable?"
"Yes!" I cried.
Fred was still looking relatively calm but I saw the worry in his eyes. If we went any faster, we would pass out from the G-Force. Then we would fall out and…. Oh God this was a horrible idea. Fred tapped our goblin on the shoulder and that seemed to get the goblins attention. He shook his head, as though clearing away a fog. He looked at the speedometer and his eyeballs popped so wide I thought they would fall out. He regained control of the cart and began to bring us up to the surface. I sat straight as a bored until the cart stopped and I fell out. My knees were locked and I almost toppled into the abyss before George grabbled my elbow and pulled me to safety. I dropped to my knees and began to tremble. I sat bolt upright and leaned over the edge to puke out my ice cream.
"Okay. That was a TERRIBLE idea." I admitted. Fred helped me to stand upright and made me lean against him.
"Yes. Yes, it was." George said from my left. He patted his pockets as though making sure something was still there. His eyes widened as he pulled out the money I had slid into his pocket. He held it out and tried to force it into my grasp. Fred reached into his pocket and pulled out the same amount. He promptly tried to shove it into my hands. I balled my hands into fists and turned up my nose.
"Take it back! We can't just…" George decided
"Yes you can and you will. Don't say no." I fretted. "It would be rude."
"But… Fine." Fred conceded as he saw my determined look. "It's just that we've hardly known each other for an hour and you're already stuffing our pockets with Galleons."
"Isn't that what friends do?" I asked, a pitiful look on my face. The twins turned to each other before rushing at me and scooping me into a large red headed hug. We walked out of the bank, people gapping at us as we strutted past in our red headed glory. Fred pushed through the doors and checked his watch. He jumped and cursed loudly.
"FUCK! We were supposed to meet Lee at 12:30. And it's 1:45 now!"
"Damn!" George shouted.
"Um…shit?" I tried to join in.
The twins took off running and I trailed after them. I followed them and we ended up back at Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlor. A dark-skinned boy with long black dreadlocks sat at a table, looking dejected as he shoveled a chocolate raspberry sundae into his mouth. He physically lit up when he saw the twins. His gaze fell on me and he constructed his face a little more, as to appear manly. He looked me up and down, his eyes surveying my breasts a little more than socially acceptable but hey. I'm from America, the home of pervs and rapists so I was sadly use to it. He stood up and went up to the twins and hit them each in turn. They rubbed their shoulders and mumbled about what a bad friend he was. We sat down together and he introduced himself with a smirk and an overconfident handshake.
"Lee Jordan. Pleasure to meet you."
"Melody Clark. I'm from America. Nice to meet you too."
"Damn. I heard American girls were hot but are they all as fine as you?"
"Uh… no. I'm considered average."
"Well then I'm catching me the first flight to America I can." Lee made to get up but the twins shoved him back into his seat.
"What did you want Lee?" George questioned.
"First things first," Lee interrupted "Why were you so late. I know you picked up this fine chick but did it really take so long for you to get here?"
"Our goblin was possessed."
"What the fuck?"
We recounted our adventures for Lee and he paused to whistle appreciatively. "Damn. That's… scary. And how about the Death Eaters showing up at the World Cup?"
"Wait there were Death Eaters at the World Cup?" I cut in. "That doesn't make any sense."
"Yah I know. It really doesn't. Was there a point or were they just trying to stir up fear. I'll tell you it spooked Harry pretty bad." Fred said
"Harry? Like Harry Potter Harry? Like Harry HARRY Potter?" I asked.
"Yah. Do you know another Harry?"
I chose not to tell them I knew about 7 other Harry's. Instead I just shook my head. The boy's pulled me up in a sudden hurry. I protested and Fred shook his head before throwing me at Lee. He grabbed me and chucked me over his shoulder and ignored as I pounded my hands against his back. I gave up and chose to rest my elbows on his shoulders and the put my head on my hands. After I calmed down I began to enjoy the ride. At least I wasn't walking. As if Lee was sensing how much I was enjoying it, handed me off to Fred, without my feet even touching the ground. Fred held me to his chest in a bridal-style carry and after a couple minutes Fred passed me on to George, who carried me piggy-back-style. The boys continued to pass me down the line, each carrying me in their respective holds. We reached our destination and George lifted me into the air before setting me down in front of Flourish and Blotts. I knew I would need to duck in and grab my school books but when I entered I was immediately in ecstasy. The smell of new books enveloped me in a hug and the scent of parchment made my cheeks ache from smiling so much. The boys glanced at me in wonder. I was tempted to spin around in circles and finally, I couldn't resist. I twirled almost knocking into a bushy haired 14-year old. She looked at me in disgust before seeing the twins.
"Oh there you are!" Her voice was snooty but I could tell she didn't mean it that way. "Ronald's and Mrs. Weasley have been waiting on you." She turned to me. "And you should watch where you're going."
"Sorry," I smiled apologetically "I just love books so much and I couldn't contain myself. And it just smells so wonderful." George came up behind me and laid a hand on my shoulder, cutting off my rant.
"Sorry Hermione. We had to go to Gringotts. And then we had to pick up this lovely lady. Oh yah. And our goblin was possessed. So… do we get a pass?"
"Just come with me." Hermione said in an exasperated tone. She spun on her heel and led us deeper into the store. We reached an isle filled with different quills. A red-headed boy with hair that was strikingly similar to the twins, was examining self-spell-checking quills with a hopeful expression. Another boy, slightly shorter with messy black hair that looked to be artfully tousled, was standing next to him with his head down. Hermione called out to the pair. The kids lifted their heads at the sound of her voice and I gasped. Looking me in the eyes was the kind face of Harry Potter.
I will happily admit that I had a fangirl moment. The bells inside my head began ringing and I could feel the blush creeping up my neck. I took a deep breath and forced it down. The twins went up to him, it was obvious that they knew him. They clapped the red-head on the shoulder and he jumped a bit.
"Hey little bro!" Fred greeted the red-head.
"Hi'ya Harry!" George said.
The twins turned to me and looked me in the eye. "And this is Melody!" They said, in perfect synchronization.
Harry Potter looked at me and offered a hand. I supposed it was for me to shake but I couldn't resist the urge to hug him. I wrapped my arms around his scrawny waist. He stiffened but hugged me back, albeit a little warry. I set him down and profusely apologized.
"Oh Merlin. I'm sooo sorry. I didn't mean to well you know."
"It's fine. Actually it's kinda cool." Harry explained.
The red-head reached out a hand and I shook it instead of hugging him.
"Nice to meet you. I'm Ron." Ron introduced himself.
I turned back to the twins only to find them ogling over a trick pen that would turn every word into the opposite word. Then they saw the price tag and their enthusiasm faltered. 12 Galleons. I shook my head and grabbed two of the quills and ran up to the cashier before the twins could stop me. I pushed my purchase at the cashier frantically. He took in my frantic gestures and quickly rang up the price and I shoved 26 Galleons at him. He tried to give me back the extra two I had pushed at him but I waved aside his hand. Grabbing the quills, I shoved them at the twins. Their eyes lit up and they gathered me in another hug. I pushed them off jokingly and began to wander around the store. I stopped and grabbed all of my school books and about four more books for a bit of fun. I took my books to the counter and waited as the employee put them into a bag. I looked around for the twins and saw them outside with Lee. They were grinning ecstatically and I went to join them somewhat suspiciously. They produced a large black owl with gray streaks. His eyes were milky blue and his beak was orange although it had a hint of blue in the coloring. He ruffled his feathers and cooed softly. I squealed loudly and ran up to the twins and hugged them. Fred handed me the cage and the boys looked at me expectantly.
"I think his name will be Jade."
They cheered and we began to run through the streets joyfully. I paused a second before leaping up and clicking my heels together in midair. The boys looked at me before trying to click their heels together too. They almost knocked into a young woman with blonde and black streaked hair and I had to apologize for them. She sniffed haughtily before continuing on her way. I glared at the boys before bursting out in laughter. We had a competition on who could imitate her look the best. Lee won by cursing himself with a pig snout and went cross-eyed. It was easily the best afternoon of my life.