Operation: Protect Hogwarts
I realize I forgot to do the disclaimer on the last chapter. I don't own the Teen Titans or Harry Potter blah blah blah. BUT! ASAP is totally mine got it?
Oh and by the way, ASAP stands for Adolescent Super Amazing People, and the get into action as soon as possible so Maniac's battle cry is" ASAP we're on the clock."
"School starts in 2 days. As of tomorrow we expect you to be in London and meet in a place called the Leaky Cauldron so you can get your wands. You'll get on the train the next day, and then you'll meet Dumbledore. He seems to have a little more information for you." As Hagrid finished his sentence, he left in a small puff of smoke.
"Spooky," Beastboy said incredulously.
"Well. Guess we're goin to jolly ole England," Maniac smirked. The group nodded.
…
"So… this is the Leaky Cauldron?" Maniac queeeried as they stood before what appeared to be a run down black building.
"It can't be. I mean look at it," Reese said confused.
"I dunno, looks can be deceiving ya know?" Greg questioned.
"I say we check it out," Beastboy announced.
"You would," Maniac stated.
"Let's try knocking," Cyborg suggested.
"Kay," Maniac said backing up. "Let's do this." Running forward, Maniac jumped and crashed into the wall. She seemed to be glued there for a few seconds, before falling backwards and colliding with the ground.
"OoO!" Reese cried. "Pain and hurt."
"Someone in there better have heard that," Maniac groaned.
"That was about the most idiotic thing you've ever done," Jason remarked.
The front of the building swung open. "Yeah but it worked," Maniac said hopping up and waltzing inside.
The group followed. Inside the building it was pitch black.
"Hello?" Starfire exclaimed.
"We're… uh… looking for an Albus Dumbledore," Maniac announced.
In a flash, the building was turned into some sort of pub. Drinkers in strange clothing sat at tables and drank merrily. Many were talking and laughing.
"Damn. This shit just get's weirder and weirder!" Reese cried.
"Please understand," a very old man began. "This place is to be hidden from non magic folk. We couldn't just let you see it."
"And you are?" Robin asked.
"I am Albus Dumbledore."
…
Within 20 minutes, the group was settled into spear rooms in the pub, and down stairs sat Dumbledore, Robin, Maniac, left to discuss what was still unknown.
"So," Maniac began as she took a sip of her beer. "We go undercover as students and teachers and what-not's in order to protect your school from some sort of monster that you think is linked to some evil dark blah blah blah wizard guy."
"Correct," Dumbledore said nodding.
"So… how much do we get paid?" Maniac questioned.
"Paid?" Robin exclaimed.
"Not you, you're a student. But if I'm going to be teacher then I want a teacher's salary," Maniac smirked.
"Of course,' Dumbledore replied. "How about 5 galleons and hour?"
"Pretending I know what that is, I suppose that's a lot of money so yeah," Maniac said finishing her beer.
"Your teams of course will need proper apparel. We already have your robes and uniforms. Your books and supplies have already been prepared. All you will need is your wands. Which you can purchase in Diagon Alley."
"Hey Tom," Maniac hollered to the bar tender. "Could I maybe get another beer?"
"Don't you think you've had enough?" Robin said cocking and eyebrow.
"No I do not." Maniac tipped her head back and chugged the new bottle down as soon as it was set before her.
"Never seen a thirst like that in my life," Tom commented before going back to polishing a glass.
"Is that a challenge?" Maniac said smirking.
"Back to business," Dumbledore interrupted.
"Look, I'll go undercover, I'll be a teacher (even though I'm way under qualified), I'll do whatever, but I want that salary, and I want some sort of teachers book that tells me what to do because I don't know nothing, " Maniac stated.
"Of course. Your train leaves tomorrow morning at 11. I suggest you get there about 10:30. I'll send Hagrid to assist you. Now I believe that this everything you need…"
"Hold it jet-ro. What'a bout those wand thing-a majigs?" Maniac said sternly. She set down her empty beer bottle on the counter and placed her chin in her palms. "We're newbie's at this stuff. Don't be assuming be know things.'
"You know nothing," Robin said under his breath.
"Yeah so help me out," Maniac continued.
"Alright, but just remember. Train leaves at what time?" Dumbledore questioned.
"11."
Okay next chapter everyone will be on the train. I swear on my Maniac's grave.
Maniac: Still alive here
Sorry