Chapter seven
It was the afternoon a few hours before the Halloween feast and Annabella was headed to her last lessons for the day. She had also come to the sudden realisation that she didn't have her liquor supply because myrtle had drunk it all. So now she had to get more.
"hey Bolts!"
Annabella spun around glaring at Elwood.
"sorry Elwood but I told Cohen no, then Tristan, plus Lucas Tessenger and Buggs, I am not interested."
"ok, I'll go tell Icky it's his turn." the boy bounced off and Annabella groaned, she was going to need that fire whiskey by the end of the night.
Annabella went along to Professor Binns class, History of magic. The professor had died in their first year and since that day Annabella discovered that the man nor the ghost would notice she was absent if she disappeared after roll call. So she waited five minutes until Binns turned to the board. Slowly she slide down off her seat and onto the floor. Crawling on hands and knees she headed to the door. For once she was disappointed Greta was a few years lower then her and missing her great escape.
"Anna." Black hissed. "what the hell are you doing?" she just smirked and crawled out the door.
Anna ran her way up to the one eyed witch and sneaked up the passageway. Before long she had reached the small hidden cave.
"Zachariah?"
"Yes Bella." she grinned.
"want to make a bet?"
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Icarus mouth dropped as Annabella crawled back into the classroom five minutes before the bell rang.
"miss anything?" she whispered getting back into her seat.
"just whats going to be on the final."
She shrugged. "oh well another T it's not like anyone expects better off me."
"some Ravenclaw you are."
"not all wisdom comes from books, I am head smart."
"I am not even going to touch that you said it all."
"whatever Icky." she rolled her eyes.
"oh her witty retorts are to much for me." she raised her eyebrow.
"and you have the ordacity to mock me?" she shook her head as the Professor dismissed them. She jumped up headed for the door.
"see you at detention." Icarus smirked as her face fell.
"but it's Halloween."
"do you think Roadan is going to care?" she glared storming out the door.
"stupid git." she grumbled.
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Greta and Myrtle set off to the great hall together for the feast. Spirits were at a low. Annabella was still stuck in detention and Frida was going to be sitting with her house table. To top that all off Myrtle had the blues again. She had four classes today with Olive and her cronies.
"It's not fair, I am so ugly no one will ever love me." Greta resited the urge to roll her eyes. Myrtle had this opinion that everyone was beautiful except her. She like to say how prefect Greta's hair was and she had nice eyes then whinge because she didn't like her own.
Greta may off had the perfect curls but she could hide her skins imperfection. Her nose and her cheeks were covered in pale tiny freckles that could almost pass as a tan. that's right Greta was just as imperfect as myrtle but she didn't care. Myrtle couldn't see pass her glasses. In truth Myrtle wasn't a bad looking girl behind the frames. She had delicate features, she may not of been the prettiest girl around but she wasn't nearly as ugly as she liked to make out. But when she had the miseries she was as painful as cat claws on a chalk board.
The feast was starting off slower then ever until a sudden cackled loomed through the walls.
Peeves came crashing through the hall screaming. "no treaties for you!" and then water bomb came raining from the ceiling. Students started screaming and running this way and that. It was utter chaos. Greta felt something latch on to her arm. She twisted around wand at the ready to find Frida smiling at her drenched in a mixture of water and cake.
Greta's eyes twinkled mischievously as she yelled. "food fight!"
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Detention had been hell, not only had Roadan stopped them getting to the feast he had them cleaning the astromy tower so by the time they reached the great hall it would be all over. Annabella's stomach growled as they climbed down the stairs.
"just great."
"hungry too?" he grinned.
"feasts over." she grumbled angrily.
"not entirely." he smiled grabbing her hand. "come with me." Annabella shot him a warning look but let him pull her along the halls and down.
Suddenly he stopped in front of a picture of a fruit bowl. Icarus tickled the pear and the frame giggled open.
Annabella raised an eyebrow at him.
"your not a member of Puke are you?" she glared.
"good." he pulled her through to the schools kitchens. The houses elves swarmed around them.
"Master Black is back for a visit or maybe a treat?" offered an older looking elf.
"Master Icky, Icarus is back to visit!" squealed a young elf running over clinging to Black's leg.
"disrespectful naughty child." grumbled the older elf. "apologies Master Black."
Icarus laughed picking up the young elf. "I don't mind I known this little lad since his birth, how's your family Deney?"
"oh Master Icky my family is well sir. Yours are faring well but the mistress and Master are mad with you Icky, they says you a bad boy, your sister tells them lies master. " the elf covered his mouth shocked at his own out burst.
"how long have I got?" the young elf's eyes grew wider. He whispered sadly.
"not long now." Icarus stiffened under Annabella's curious gaze.
"thank-you Deney, by any chance do you have any leftovers from the fest." The elves eyes twinkled.
"certainly Master Icarus, the feast is still going but the hall is empty sir. Would you and your lady friend like us to cook for you?"
"why is the hall empty if the feast isn't over?" Annabella asked.
"the feast ends in five minutes but everyone's already gone Miss. Peeves Miss, he decided to celebrate the season." the elves all shook their heads.
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After hours of running away from Peeves half covered in food Greta. Myrtle and Frida had ended up lost when a staircase had moved on them.
"where's Annabella when you need her? She knows this place better then anyone." complained Myrlte.
"I don't know that Professor Dumbledore seems awful clue-y." interjected Frida.
"his gives me the creeps, the way he stares." Greta shivered.
"hey I know where we are!" yelled Myrtle.
"I don't think I can trust you again." Frida frowned remembering hanging upside down.
"the girls first floor bath room is just down the corner."
"I think we can believe her Frida, after all she does know her bathrooms." Greta teased. They arounded the corner.
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"why won't you join the team?" he had been harassing her since they had left the school kitchens and she was getting agitated.
"because it'll cross with my chess club."
"Anna what in the world are you doing in the chess club?"
"Roadan said join a team or club or your behind is out of here. Well something along those lines anyway." she frowned.
"Anna?"
"yes?" she said annoyed turning another corner.
"did it ever accure to you that Quidditch is a team sport? You could drop chess and join the Ravenclaw team to keep him happy and me too."
"like I'd want too…. Icarus is that?"
"blood." he finished.
In blood on the wall was written in bold print.
THE CHAMBER OF SECRETS HAS BEEN OPENED
ENEIMIES OF THE HEIR, BEWARE
Icarus gripped Annabella's hand. "come on, lets move." he whispered.
"it's probably a prank. What's the chamber of secret anyhow?"
"not now Anna, I'll tell you later. We don't want to be caught here."
"why?"
"because that bloods got to of come from somewhere." he hissed.
Suddenly people became pilling into the hallway from every direction as Peeves cackle was heard close by.
Annabella and Icarus stood there frozen and in the other direction was Greta, Frida and Myrtle.
"chamber of secrets? What rubbish, it's a blooming childrens story." yelled the Bones kid.
Teachers began appearing every where.
"whats the meaning of this? Who wrote this?" snarled Sugghorn.
Fingers pointed to Icarus and Annabella.
"I didn't do it and for once I mean it!" Anna yelled as Roadan was storming through the crowd.
" you two head masters office now!" Professor Roadan growled. "student to their houses emgently!"
And just like that the place was cleared. Greta, Frida and Myrtle gave Bella a worried look as they passed by.
"move." hissed Roadan to the pair.
Icarus and Annabella were marched up to the headmasters office together.
They entered the circular room with the sleeping portraits to find the frail looking wizard sitting behind his desk. Professor Dippet was practically bald except for a few thin white hairs that remained just above his ears and around the back of his head.
"sit." a small couch appeared with a swing of his wand. Icarus and Anna sat down quietly.
"what do you pair think you are doing?!" burst Roadan. Dippet hushed him starring at the pair in question. Icarus grabbed Anna hand sensing how tense she was. Slowly she began to relax as her fingers linked with his.
"we are innocent." Icarus said confidently. Annabella could see the confusion cross Roadan's face. "Dumbledore was watching us we were serving your detention sir." he challenged Roadan.
" you would have had time to get down there and write on the wall." acqused Slugghorn.
" we went to the kitchens for food we thought the feast was done."
"lair." growled Slughorn.
"perhaps." everyone froze as Dumbledore entered the office. "witnesses would be of value?"
"yes that would solve some problems." Dippet said quiet frazzled.
"good." Dumbledore stepped aside and there stood the older house elf they had been talking too. "if you will."
" Master Black came to see us five minutes before the feast was to end wanting to know if him and his lady friend could get some food. It's not unusual to see Master Black but he'd never brought a friend before. We's make them food and they argue as they ate. Doesn't like the cleanings they don't, doesn't like the professor much either. Theys left not five before the time in question." they both visable paled under Roadan's gaze.
"what were they arguing about?" he growled.
" Quidditch sir."
They were cleared Merlin knows how but they were. As they walked down the staircase Annabella realised Icarus still had her hand. She smiled squeezing his. He looked up at her with questioning eyes.
"tell Cohen I don't do Seeker, I want to play chaser." she grinned dashing off ahead.
"where are you going?" he called after her.
She spun around smiling.
"why to celebrate off course." she turned running off down one of the halls.
