A/N: Still my friend's writing in this chapter. But this is the last one. After this, I'm going to be writing the story since she is unable to anymore.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything but my own characters.
Chapter 4 - Codes and Combat
"Any idea what it means yet?" I asked Blaine, who was sitting across the table from me. We were in a wizard pub, still attempting to decipher Acaris Vaulden's stupid code. Fireflow. What was a Fireflow? I had no idea but Blaine apparently thought he knew.
"Be patient," Blaine said, scribbling away on a piece of parchment.
"I don't have much patience," I stated. "And right now, it's running very thin."
"My apologies, Miss Boss," he said, still scribbling away.
"Miss Boss?" I asked. He had a new nasty habit of making up nick names for me and they usually started with 'Miss.' It was getting quite annoying. So far he'd called me Miss Important, Miss Uptight, Miss Snappy (because I snapped at him for screwing up my chance to recruit someone) and Miss Boss. This guy... he was getting on my last nerve.
"Would you prefer Miss Bit-"
"Don't. Even. Say. It." I warned, jabbing my finger at him with each word.
"Get a drink," he said shortly. "Stop bothering me."
"Bothering you?" I asked, offended. "I am bothering you?"
Blaine dropped his quill on the table, placing his hands on either side of the parchment. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "I am this close," he said, holding his thumb and index finger half and inch apart, "to losing it, right now. Are you trying to send me round the twist? Because so far, you're doing one hell of a job."
I clenched my teeth. "You-"
"Get a drink," he repeated, picking up his quill and returning to his work. "Let me do this. I can't if you keep interrupting."
"Fine," I growled. "Hmm, what do I want to drink? Butterbeer? No, something stronger. Ooh, maybe-"
"Quiet!" Blaine exclaimed. He put his index to his lips. "It's quite time right now, Missy." He returned to his work.
I grinned. I had simply been trying to get to him and, what do ya know, it worked!
"Hey," I called to the bartender. "Drink over here! Get that Firewhiskey flowing!"
Blaine slammed his hand on the table.
"What?" I exclaimed, turning to him. "I was just ordering a-" I stopped. He was grinning. His eyes were wide with excitement. "What?"
"Say that again," he said.
"I was just ordering a drink?"
"No!" he said, narrowing his eyes at me. "Before that!"
"Get that Firewhiskey flowing?" I said uncertainly, waiting for him to go nuts again.
"Again," he said, nodding encouragingly.
I sighed. "This is stupi-"
"Say. It!"
"Get the Fire-" I stopped. "Oh...Oh."
Firewhiskey flowing.
"He's at a pub," Blaine said. "I know it! There's one place me and him would always go. He loved Firewhiskey so me and him called it ' the Fireflow' but only we knew that. I'm a genius!"
"Obviously you're not," I pointed out. "If you were really a genius, you would have remember that a long time ago, idiot!"
"Shuddup," he said with an evil glower. "We haven't gone there in forever. That's why he chose this code. He knew I'd remember eventually but in the immediate time after I found the code I wouldn't know. That way if I got caught at his place, they couldn't interrogate me and get the truth out of me. Becaaaause I wouldn't know anything. So, you see? Acaris is a genius. As am I!"
"Alright, whatever," I said. "Let's just find him...now!"
"This is the place," Blaine said, shifting back and forth on his feet.
My mouth hung open. I was speechless.
This? This was the place?
No, couldn't be. It wasn't possible.
I closed my mouth and then opened it again to speak but I didn't. I closed my mouth again. I looked at Blaine who looked at me with a stupid grin on his face. He shrugged and looked away from me. I turned my gaze back to the building. No, it wasn't even a building. It wasn't...anything! It was nothing but a pile of rubble. Broken windows, bricks, boards, and a door that was flung halfway across the burnt lawn.
"You're joking, right?" I asked hopefully.
"Nope," Blaine said, popping the 'p'. "This...is it."
"For. The. Love. Of. Merlin." I turned to Blaine and smacked the back of his head. "What the hell are we doing here!"
"Looking for Acaris?" He suggested. "C'mon." He walked toward the fallen building and began kicking the debris around.
"What-what are you doing? This is a waste of time!" I said waving my arms around in frustration.
"No. No, it's not," he called back to me. "This place was destroyed because Acaris was here. I know it. And if, and that mean he did, escape then he would have left something here for me. He knows I'm looking for him, just like I know he wants me to find him."
I sighed and covered my face with my hands. "This is ridiculous! Blaine," I said. "Please, can we go? There's nothing here but rubble!"
"Shh!" he hissed.
"What? Don't 'shh' me-"
Blaine gestured at me to be quiet and then pointed towards the trees to his right. He raised his hand and gestured for me to get down. And, by Merlin, I did.
Not two seconds after I ducked behind a boulder and Blaine had hidden himself in another part of the forest, two people emerged from the forest, carrying wands.
"Whoa, what happened here?" One of them asked the other.
"You really can't figure it out?" The other asked.
"I can take a guess," said the first one.
"You get three guesses," said the second.
"You really think I'm stupid enough to need three guesses?" The first asked in mock offence. "I'll get it on my first. Death Eaters."
"You only know that because of the Dark Mark up there," said the second. "I know you're too thick to figure it out on your own."
Dark Mark? I looked up and saw, no way, the Dark Mark hanging in the sky. How could I have missed it? I- wait a second- we, the Death Eaters that is, were wanting to recruit Acaris, right? So, why would we be hunting him down and blowing up buildings to kill him?
"Hang on," said the first voice. "What's this? It looks like-"
"Avada Kedavra!"
"Protego!"
Oh Merlin, that was Blaine who'd cast the Killing Curse. Who blocked it, I don't know. What I did know was I had to make sure Blaine didn't get himself killed. Not like I cared about him but I needed him to find Acaris. Placing my mask over my face, I stood and pointed my wand and one the wizards. "Expelliarmus!" I shouted. It hit one the people and sent his wand flying. Yes, I was trained to use more offensive spells but I didn't like them. Besides, I knew better than Blaine. Disarm and capture. That way you get answers. Kill them and you get nothing but a dead body to dispose of.
I saw Blaine try to disarm the other person. At least he was smart enough to get my plan. It was dark so I couldn't see who the people were but I would soon enough. I circled around the two people just as the first one dove for his wand and Blaine tried but failed to summon it.
"Stupefy!" Blaine and I shouted at the same time.
And that's when it happened. The light from the spells lit up the faces of the two people as they deflected them. I froze.
Twins. Red hair. No. It couldn't be...
And then my spell bounced back and hit me. Great. I couldn't move.
I heard something explode and then I saw Blaine lean over me, grab me, and apparate away.
We appeared deep inside a forest somewhere. Blaine put up protective spells as I lay there, thinking.
I had been them. It couldn't be anyone else. When was the last time I saw them? Years and years ago. But I still recognized them. They were impossible not to recognize with that red hair.
It was them.
The twins.
My first two friends in my life.
Actually, the only friends I'd ever had.
The Weasley twins.
Fred and George Weasley.
Okay, there you go! The Weasley twins return to my story! There's going to be a lot more of them now! =)
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