CH 6

There in the middle of the living room, was Zalgo, the most homophobic pasta in existence, not to mention the king of pastas. He steals powers from anything and everything very easily. He smiled almost to happily at Harry, and that was when I knew it was over, but then I remembered something, elven magic is stronger than his magic by a landslide. He could expect that from Ben, but he'd never expect it from Neville who looks like the type to be afraid of his own shadow. I apparated to Neville's house and grabbed his wrist. "I have someone that I really think would be good target practice for you, he hates gays to the point of destruction and is very close to killing my little Harry because he happens to be gay." Neville nodded, a look of determination on his face. I apparated back into Sev's living room. Neville saw the pasta and I swear a purely Slytherin look consumed his face.

Zalgo hadn't noticed the young elf yet, nor had he noticed the other pasta's approaching. Ben figured that this was Neville and sat down to watch this scene go by.

Neville felt power surge through to the tips of his fingers, and once the power was almost over-flowing, he got into a stance that he'd learned about in a book on his heritage. It was the elven stance for movement of another. He worked fast at hurting his opponent until they had so little energy, that their magic couldn't work if they tried to make it, not even the strongest pasta in the world could still move through it. He finished his movement stance and made the final blow to erase most of its magic and send it back to where it belonged, in Zalgo's case, that was pasta prison, since a pasta named Paige locked him up for cruel and unusual punishment to people like her.

Meanwhile

I sat down in my newly cleaned queens chair, and watched the pasta's work, I didn't like being one of them, I just wanted to find a way to keep my abilities and be human, but sadly this is impossible, seeing as the prophecy child is just a myth. That's what I used to think, but now I saw a beaten and burnt Zalgo in my cells, and knew that the only thing that could have done that was the natural wizard on the child's side, maybe the powers were right, maybe he could change the whole existence of pasta's. I watched as Natalie ran up to my throne, and spoke incoherently. "Natalie, breathe, then speak."

Gasp. "They're not home." pant. "I think they were." Gasp. "Kidnapped." Pant.

I stared at her, then remembered that she lived with the nicest pasta's in existance, other than me of course. I watched Slenderman pop up behind her. "Paige, I can't find Natalie..." He trailed off once he noticed the human standing in front of him was Natalie. He quickly picked her up and put her on his back, and just before they had left I had to question them. "Is it true, that you've found the prophecy child?"

Slender nodded, seemingly confused as to how I knew. I pointed at the cell Zalgo was currently residing in,they both gasped as they stared at the bloody and beaten Zalgo. "Looks like he tried to fuck with the wrong person. I want to go with you, I hate the pasta life."

I saw Slender look at me narrowly, as if he was trying to figure out if I were trustworthy or not, he must have come to the correct conclusion, because he quietly nodded at me. I ran up and hugged his legs, happy that I was finally getting out of this hell hole.

Meanwhile

Once Neville had finally teleported the man away, him and Ben started talking, about training techniques among other things, I saw Jeff staring at Neville, eyes filled with Jealousy. My eyes almost bulged out of my head, and I couldn't resist it. "Don't worry Jeff, Neville isn't going to steal your boyfriend." Jeff turned at me pulling out a knife, and then Neville started stammering apologies, and no one could help it, everyone was laughing, except Jeff. He looked ready to kill me, I ran up to Neville and quickly whispered to him, that those 2 weren't dating, even though they should be, because I knew he had soul seeing as well. I then told Ben, that he should say something soon, before Jeff wound up killing any guy that talks to him, explaining the look he was giving Neville, and is giving me now. I saw Ben shrug, and rather than talk to him, as I advised him to, he walked right up to Jeff, and kissed him, right on the lips, leaving absolutely no feelings to the killers imagination. They stood there like that, making-out for about 5 minutes straight, neither worrying about air, neither really needed it anyways. When Slenderman quietly teleported into the living room, with 2 pasta's in tow, no one noticed, until Natalie spoke up. "Damn Jeff, didn't knew you played for the other team." Ah Natalie, only 2nd best to me at Jeff teasing.

Jeff and Ben broke apart, Jeff blushed, and with his paper white skin, it looked so funny, it contrasted so well. I started giggling, as did Harry, and Draco. "I see why you laughed at me earlier, god, that's an interesting contrast." Jeff glared at the blonde, and picked up his knife.

"Jeff, I wouldn't do that if I were you, unless you want your soul ripped out of your body faster than you can say, "go.""

Jeff turned and looked at me confused, then realization dawned on him, and he nodded at me. "Good to know."

Then we all turned to Harry, waiting for someone to speak up first, no one noticed Sev walk into the room.