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"You know what would make this sandwich ten times better? Mustard." Dani said. Moments later, mustard appeared before her.
"Woah!" Tucker said. "I could go for some chicken." Moments later, and entire chicken appeared before them.
"Awesome!" Danny said, taking a leg. Ron took the other chicken leg.
"Wait," Harry began. "I want that leg!" He said to Danny.
"No! IT'S MY CHICKEN!" Danny shouted as Harry tackled him.
"GIMME THE CHICKEN!"
"Boys..." Dani muttered, shaking her head. "Why am I related to these two?"
"Because you're my clone." Danny said intangibly, happily eating the chicken Harry failed to take.
"Stupid ghost powers." Harry mumbled. "I wanted the chicken."
"DANNY!" A voice called from the entrance to the common room. Suddenly a black blur tackled Danny to the ground.
"Sam, you're crushing me!" Danny said. Sam loosened her grip but did not let go. "It's good to see you too."
"Don't go off and save any more planets without my permission." She said.
"With my experience with Mrs. Weasley, I doubt it."
"Get ready for an attack. The entire table was talking about you. Even other tables were talking about you!"
Suddenly somebody stepped into the common room. Out of fear of being attacked by a rabid fan, Danny went invisible. But to their joy-and Danny's relief-it was only Hermione. Danny turned visible, thinking it was okay.
He was wrong.
"DANIEL POTTER!" She hollered.
"Hermione we can hear you! Can you just stick to shouting? It will sound like hollering in his ears!" Dani stated.
"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? I'LL YELL AT HIM FOR HIS STUPID ACTIONS HOWEVER I WANT!"
"No, Hermione, it's just that shouting sounds like hollering to him, and hollering sounds like bombs. You are actually hurting him with how loud you're yelling." Harry said, truthfully.
"WHAT? IS MY VOICE A PROBLEM TO YOU? IS ME TALKING BAD FOR YOU?" She hollered at Danny.
"No, Hermione," Ron began. "Danny actually hears things a lot louder than we do. You're actually hurting him. Same thing happened with mum, Danny's just too much of a polite fool to say anything." Ron explained, as Danny nervously rubbed the back of his neck.
"Oh, sorry." Hermione apologized.
"It's fine. And you don't need to tell me. Mrs. Weasley already gave me a very... traumatizing experience."
"It was bad." Ron agreed. "You could hear her through the walls!"
More people began to flood the common room. A seventh year walked up to him.
"'Ey Potter!" He said.
"Which one?" The three potters chorused.
"Oh, right, there are three of you. Er, the one with the ghost powers."
"Which one?" Dani and Danny said.
"Darn! There are more than one of you with powers! Blimey! That's crazy. Then the guy with ghost powers who save the world like last week."
"Hi! I'm Danny Potter. Nice to meet you." Danny said in a friendly way.
"Mathew Gregory. How about showing me a few powers Potter?" Mathew asked staring.
"Look, If you're going to gawk and ask me to demonstrate powers or stuff like that, no. Just go away."
Mathew grabbed Danny and lifted him by the collar. Everyone in the room gasped at the sight.
"Look Potter, if you think you, being a stupid second year can talk to a seventh year like that, you're sadly mistaken!" Mathew told him angrily.
"And if you think you're a threat to me, you're sadly mistaken!" Danny said, green eyes staring down Mathew.
"That's it you pathetic little twelve year old!" Mathew said. He pulled back his fist, and was ready to punch Danny.
~#~Danny's POV~#~
A seventh year was about to punch me in the face. I wanted to fight back! Go intangible, shoot him with an ectoblast! But I was better than him. I don't have to resort to violence.
His punch hit my face with pathetic force, but it was just enough to probably give me a black eye. Come on, the box ghost could punch better than him! This guy should take punching lessons.
Unfazed, I smirked at him. "Is that really the best you can do?" I asked.
He snarled. "Well if you won't be a possibility," he said. "I guess I'll just have to take this out on your friends." He towered over Sam.
"NO!" I hollered at him. If I looked at myself in the mirror right now I swear my eyes would be green and brighter than ever. Blinded by rage, I went ghost form before I could even tell what I was doing. Before I lunged at him, I found three more seventh years holding me back. I didn't even think to go intangible, I just wanted to get the guy that almost hurt Sam.
"Somebody go get Professor McGonagall!" One of the three holding me back yelled.
By the time Professor McGonagall showed up, I had five seventh year boys holding me back desperately from beating up the kid who tried to hurt my friends. He was being held back from them by a seventh year girl.
"Not you again!" She said to me. "I hate to do this, Potter, but you've given me no choice. Pertificus totalus!"
And I fell to the ground, unable to move my arms or legs, or anything for that matter.
"Grunt of you won't attack anybody if I let you move again." She said to me. I grunted.
"Finite Incantatum!" She said pointing her wand at me. "Now if you will, Mr. Potter, please return to your human form." I nodded and did as she said. I still glared at the seventh year though.
"Goodness gracious,what happened to your eye?" She asked. Angrily I pointed at Mathew.
"What is it that makes you bully a younger boy every year Mr. Gregory?" She asked Mathew. "And why must you always be the one to get into situations like this Mr. Potter?"
"To be honest Professor," I said. "I've been asking myself that question for the last four years."
"Professor Dumbledore wishes to speak with you. I recommend you go see him." She said as she turned to Mathew. "And as for you..."
I didn't hear the rest as I made my way to Professor Dumbledore's office. When I reached the statue I began to list of different types of candy.
"Lemon drop. Chocolate frog. Berrtie Botts every flavor beans. Pumpkin pasties. Acid pops." I kept listing off every candy I could think of. Until it came to me. "Phantom?" I practically asked. The statue slid aside making stairs for me to go up. "Seriously? Is the password for every door in the castle phantom?" I thought out loud.
"Ah, Mr. Potter. You got my message yes?" I nodded. "Oh dear, what happened to your eye?"
"A rabid seventh year happened."
"Ah, yes, that's what I wanted to talk to you about. I know you revealed yourself to be half-ghost last year, but then you weren't famous or it back then. You were just an American boy who had ghost powers. However, now that there is a rather gigantic statue of you in every capital city in the world, everyone knows who you are.
"For that reason, you will most likely end up getting chased by more of these rabid fans. I have decided to let you use whatever powers to get away from them."
"Thank you so much Professor!" I said thankfully.
"But no hurting any of the students, and nothing extreme like that, ah, what have you called it, er, the ghostly shout-like power?"
"My ghostly wail." I said. He almost got it right.
"Ah, so close. Well, you cannot be correct when it comes to things that are out of your field of knowledge. That is all I have to tell you my boy. Good luck with your eye."
"Thank you Professor." I said, as I walked towards the doors.
"Oh, and Daniel," He called. I turned around. "No freezing the students." I laughed.
"Alright sir." I said as I made my way to the common room.
I change my mind. THIS is my longest chapter ever. I'm so proud! Okay well, keep reviewing, review if you haven't.