Okay I'm getting kind of bored of this story, so I'll cut it short (meaning Scratch and Grounder won't be in it, but I'll just have to live with that), just finish it this week and then start something new later. One or two "chapters" (if you can call 500-odd words a "chapter") to go after this one. Anyone bothering to read this can suggest what they want me to try next, since I have no clue what I'm going to do. ANYWAY:
Chapter 3
Night had fallen over Hogwarts. But Harry wasn't sleeping. The fox's warning kept him awake. Not because he was afraid of someone with a name like a brand of Russian petrol – he had been in more danger before, after all – but because he wanted to keep the jewel. It was so bright, so beautiful, so interesting. An entire day spent in the library had only come up with a small note about the jewel's power. He didn't even care about that; all he wanted was to keep it. No matter what he had to give up.
Halfway up Gryffindor tower's outside wall, Knuckles the Echidna stopped climbing. There was a noise, a familiar metallic humming. He knew that noise. Buzz Bombers. Lots of them, coming in fast. Robotnik had found the emerald. Knuckles smiled. "Finally, something to do." He muttered, as he leapt off the wall, into the approaching waves of robots.
Gunshots filled the night. Blood, guts, and miscellaneous red parts covered the ground. Whoever said that war was hell wasn't lying. But if it's on a computer screen, it's heaven, especially if you're 8 years old. Flying golden foxes with Iqs like phone numbers are no different. "2taildboi is DOMINATING!" Tails giggled to himself. It never failed; begging Sonic to take you along was the only sure way to get to stay where you are. Otherwise you never knew where you might end up. He shivered as he remembered what had happened the first, and last, time Sonic had been to Starbucks. Faint explosions reminded him of his game. They weren't coming from the game, but that was fine. Nothing could beat Sonic AND Knuckles at the same time.
The sounds of battle didn't reach Sonic's pointy ears. He was going faster than they were, after all. He wasn't sure where he was going, exactly, but he knew the Chaos Emerald was around somewhere. If he could be bothered to check the little doo-dad Tails gave him, he would know exactly. But that was no fun. The giant snake he had just ran past for the third time might be fun, if he could spare the time, but he needed to get the Emerald before Robotnik's minions arrived. And, more importantly, before Knuckles did. He leapt out a window, jumped off a Buzz Bomber, and through another window. "So much for getting it before Robuttnik's goons turn up," he said cheerfully, before looking up into a bespectacled face, with a glowing red jewel held next to it.