Werewolf
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Chap10 Miracle SpringsHermione led her friends down the hill toward the beautiful town of Miracle Springs. It was a wonderful place dripping with color. The sun lit the town up making it look like a sparkling diamond you would find behind a glass window of a jewelry shop. Ron's stomach growled. He was hungry. His friends continued ahead as he made a left turn toward a candy shop. Opening the door he found himself drooling over the various sweets scattered throughout the store.
He picked up a box of Bertin Botts ever flavor beans and could smell the sweetness through the package. He also found shelves and shelves of chocolate frogs. He had found his dreamland. Quickly he got one of everything from the store. Placing everything on the counter he dug in his pocket looking for his money.
" You're some eater," the cashier laughed.
" You would be too if you were out in the woods for a long time," he pouted.
The person took the candy and put in the bag. Ron didn't bother to see who the person was because he was too busy watching the candy.
" Thanks," he mumbled giving the person money.
" I know you," the boy realized. " You're that boy they are looking for all over the Wizarding world."
Slowly Ron looked up and looked the boy in the face. He had short brown hair and bright blue eyes. He wore a long sleeve blue shirt and long blue jeans. He didn't look like much of a wizard.
" Really," Ron smiled backing away from the counter.
Frantically Ron ran toward the door of the candy store. Before he got there the boy was already at the door. Quizzically he looked back at the counter. How did the boy do that? Ron looked up at the boy frightened.
" Please don't turn me in," Ron begged. " I'm not bad."
" Turn you in?" the boy smirked. " I'd never do that."
" You wouldn't?"
" No, come with me," he responded.
Ron nodded. He followed the boy through a door behind the counter. His mouth dropped at the sight of all the pictures covering the walls. They were pictures of werewolves. Staring Ron wondered why he had pictures of werewolves covering his walls.
" You like?" he asked.
" It's strange,"
" Strange?" the boy eyed Ron. " Werewolves are fascinating creatures."
" You mean murderers," Ron grumbled.
" Not at all," he shook his head. " I love werewolves."
" You're not in love with me are you," Ron asked nervously.
" No," the boy laughed.
Ron saw a chair and decided to sit down.
" Ron,"
" How did you?"
" Like I said before they are looking for you all over the wizarding world. Your face is on the front page of the Daily Prophet everyday," he explained. " Everywhere I go all I hear is your name."
" I'm that famous," Ron sighed.
" Guess so," he chuckled.
The boy sat in a chair across form Ron. Ron saw the boy staring at the crest on his robe.
" You go to Hogwarts?" the boy questioned.
" Use to,"
" Hogwarts is a great place,"
" Did you go?"
" In fact Ron," the boy grinned. " Yes I did. I loved the place. Is Dumbledore still there?"
" Yeah,"
A smile spread across the boy's face. He leaned back in his chair. He stared into space forgetting about his guest.
" Hello," Ron called.
" Sorry about that?"
" No problem," Ron grinned. " You know my name. But I don't know yours."
" My name is Robert," he answered. " Most people call me Robby."
" Nice," Ron began to get up.
" Where are you going?" he asked.
" Oh, I ditched my friends," he frowned. " They are probably worried about me."
Robert understood he opened the door. Ron was about to leave but Robert dragged him behind the counter. Angrily Ron shook his fist at him.
" What's the big idea?"
" Penelope," he snarled. " The brattiest, snobbiest, and meanest girl in the whole world."
" So?"
" If she saw you she would report you in a heartbeat," he remarked. " Now be quiet."
Ron kept himself hidden by the counter, but he was curious. He wanted to know what this Penelope looked like. He peeked around the side of the counter. A tall girl walked in. She wore a long tight yellow dress. She had shoulder length golden hair. She had a soft face. Her eyes were beautiful brown and chocolate. She was pretty.
" Hello, Robert," she scowled.
Once Ron heard her voice he changed his mind.
" Hello Penelope," he smiled. " What can I do for you?"
" Oh no," she giggled. " I'm not here to buy your teeth rottening candy."
" Then what are you here for," he sneered.
" You," she laughed.
" What now?"
" I was wondering if you and me could go on a date," she grinned. " We could talk and get to know each other."
Ron looked up at Robert. He had a frown on. Ron wondered what he was going to say.
" Penelope, I told you once and I'll tell you again," he growled. " No."
" What?" she snarled. " I will not be rejected again."
" Then don't ask me out for the up tenth time," he sighed.
" You Robert Flanders are a menace," she rambled. " I am a sweet charming girl and you just reject me like I was a three eyed toad."
" Maybe cause you are," he whispered.
" I will not be rejected," she smiled evilly.
" Then what are going to do run to you father?" he laughed.
" You bet I will," she pouted. " You went out with Melody two weeks ago."
" That is because Melody didn't fire me from my first job," Robert glared.
" Robert let's not relieve this again," Penelope giggled. " You were supposed to watch out for werewolves and protect us. Not become friends with them and invite them into the town."
Ron sighed. Another werewolf hater. She wasn't different from the others. Ron heard the door open. Then he heard the voice of Hermione.
" Excuse me sir," she asked politely.
" Penelope, will you excuse me I have a customer," he grinned.
" I will not be ignored," she stomped her foot.
Robert turned to the girl with bushy hair and brown eyes. She was slender and had a kind expression on her face. She was also wearing a Hogwarts robe just like Ron. Even the boy behind her had one on. All except the little girl.
" Yes how may help you," he asked sweetly.
" Have you seen this boy?" she asked.
" Everyone is looking for him," Penelope retorted. " Then again Robert probably invited him in."
" No I haven't," he shook his head.
Ron angrily punched Robert in the leg. He wobbled slightly but shook it off.
" Sorry," he apologized.
As Hermione was about to leave the boy whispered in her ear.
" Take him to the back,"
She eyed him.
" The back of my room,"
Hermione was still confused but then went to the back. Ron was taken to the back of the room. Faith closed the door behind her.
"Ron how could you ditch us?" she asked.
" Sorry I was hungry," he lowered his head.
" This person is obsessed," Harry let out a whistle.
" He loves werewolves," Ron answered. " No Harry he doesn't love me so stopped making those kissy faces."
" Sorry mate,"
The door opened and Robert returned to the back.
" Women," he spoke. " More guest."
" Hello I'm Hermione Granger," she introduced. " That's Harry Potter and that is Faith. We're Ron's friends and we will fight till the death if you don't let him go."
" I'm not holding him as my prisoner," he laughed. " I was just getting to know him."
" I see," Hermione replied.
" Wait Harry Potter," he exclaimed. " The boy who lived?"
" Yes,"
" Wow I've heard so much about you," he smiled.
" Really?" Harry smiled.
Robert nodded.
" What's your name?" Faith asked.
" Robert," he responded. " Why aren't you wearing the robe?"
" She's a muggle," Ron piped up.
Harry smacked Ron off the side of the head and whispered imbecile.
"What?" Ron asked.
" Muggle? Wow?" he grinned. " I'm just having one heck of a day."
" She's also a werewolf like me," Ron added then covered his head.
Harry glared but put his hand by his side.
" Robert why do you love werewolves so much," Hermione asked.
" One saved my life," he sighed.
" Oh how exciting," Faith chirped.
" Werewolves aren't monsters like people say," he grinned. " Their heroes."
" Heroes?" Harry asked. " Strange."
" Not strange amazing," he smiled. " That's why I love them so much."
" Saved you from what?" Faith asked.
" I was strolling through the forest one winter night when I slipped on ice and fell," he began. " I was about to fall into a large hole in the earth. Right when I thought I was a goner a werewolf saved me. Somehow the werewolf was able to drag me safely away from the hole."
" So amazing," Faith grinned.
Hermione rose from her spot.
" We have to be on our way Robert," she grinned. " We got ingredients to find."
" We're looking for wolfsbain," Harry added.
" You're turning back?" Robert asked.
Ron nodded.
" Oh," he frowned. " Well I wouldn't go out now. People will recognize you from the newspaper."
" Then what do we do?" Hermione asked.
" There's a dance tomorrow night," he offered.
" Are you asking us out?" Hermione eyed him.
" No, everyone will be at the dance,"
" Then that will be a perfect time to leave," Harry interrupted. " That's brilliant."
" Thank you,"
" What do we do until then?" he asked.
" Since Ron is wanted he needs a disguise," he replied.
" Like what?" Ron asked.
Ron cried at the sight of himself in the mirror. He was ugly.
" Oh stop whining," Robert laughed.
" I look like a bloody ice cream cone," he whined.
" Do not I think blonde hair suits you," he grinned.
" Robert I don't wear blonde hair," he sighed. " I am known for my red hair."
" Exactly that is what people will be looking for," he reminded him. " If you're blonde they'll never notice its you."
" Listen to Robert," Hermione giggled. " Do you want to be stuck here alone?"
" No,"
" Good,"
Sadly Ron picked a piece of candy from his bag and chewed. Candy always could make him better. After the hair transformation he was given sunglasses.
" If I am disguised so well," Ron began. " Why can't I leave now?"
" If people saw you four leaving Miracle Springs they would get suspicious,"
" Won't they get suspicious when we leave the dance tomorrow?" Hermione asked.
" No, the dances stink," he chuckled. " People leave all the time."
Ron picked at his hair. If Malfoy saw him now. Ron froze. He forgot about him.
" Hermione we can't stay here," Ron shouted. " Malfoy."
" Oh I forgot about him," Hermione frowned.
" Malfoy? You mean Luscious Malfoy?"
" No Robert Draco Malfoy,"
" The newspaper says…
" He's come back to haunt me," Ron gulped.
" No," Robert shook his head. " The newspaper says he's dead. Hold on haunt you like zombie?"
" No like ghost,"
" Ghost that's horrible worst then zombies,"
" Thank you," Ron responded sarcastically.
Robert grinned happily. He then punched the air. Ron watched amusingly. The boy opened the door then headed out the front. The four friends trailed behind.
" This way," he pointed.
Ron saw a huge building coming into view. On the front it read Qudditch Exloprium. Harry and Ron's eyes got wide. Robert saw their expressions and smiled himself. Inside broomsticks of different sizes and shapes hung from the ceiling. Crates lined the walls. Robert stopped in front of a man who wore a qudditch uniform.
" How may I help you…Robby," the man exclaimed. " What's the hap?"
" Nothing Jud I came here to see how you are doing?" he laughed. " Theses are my friends."
" Any friends of yours are my friends too," he smiled. " Go on in."
Robert led the four friends inside. Beyond that point they saw flags of different countries hanging from the ceiling. Tables lined the area. The floor was fashioned after fake grass and the ceiling was sky blue. Ahead there was a long counter. Glass lined the counter top. Nothing was on the other side.
" Robert what is this place?" Ron asked.
" This is my restaurant slash qudditch stadium," he grinned proudly. " You eat here. Then when you're done you say qudditch please…
A broom flew under Robert and he grabbed onto it.
" Then this broom takes you to the indoor stadium when you say go!"
Robert flew out of sight heading down the hall. The four friends followed the broom. They looked up to see they were in a huge qudditch stadium. Robert landed the broom.
" You like?"
" Like I'm in love?" Ron screamed.
" Good," Robert grinned.
" Did you do all this?" Hermione asked.
" Yes,"
" But how?"
" No one knows this but I'm rich," he smiled. " Jud my friend is the only one who knows."
" Why not tell everyone?"
" I can't," he frowned. "If I do they might start treating me differently."
" But Robert," Harry smirked. " This place is awesome don't tell me…
" People come here all the time," he proudly stated. " When costumers are here I pretend to be a costumer."
" So people won't know you own the place," Harry realized.
" Correct,"
" When you said food," Ron started.
Robert laughed. He led them out of the stadium. They ended up back at the tables.
" Ask for something," Robert hollered.
" A roll," Ron smiled.
A plate showed up on the counter. A roll fell from nowhere and landed on the plate. Once it ended up and the far end of the counter there was a ding.
" That will be 3.99," a voice demanded.
" Sue its on the house for my friend," the boy spoke.
" Sue?"
" She is my invisible cashier," he smiled.
A woman showed up behind the counter. Her black hair was in a ponytail. She also wore a qudditch uniform.
" Anything for you Robby," she spoke sweetly.
" Oh Sue," he smiled.
Ron picked up the roll and took a bite.
" That's a good roll," he smirked.
" Why isn't anyone here?"
" I close on Wednesdays," he smiled. " That's when Jud and I play qudditch."
" Wicked," Ron hollered.
" Want to play?" he asked.
Ron and Harry nodded. While the three boys ran off to play Hermione began to explore.
" Hermione, where are we going," Faith asked as they pasted the stadium the boys were playing in.
" The basement,"
" Why?"
" Something is strange about that boy,"
" Yeah he is perfect," Faith giggled.
Hermione and Faith stepped down the wooden stairs of the basement. It was dark inside and cold. Hermione found a kerosene lamp and turned it on. The whole basement lit up. In the middle of the basement floor was a coffin. Carefully Hermione strolled over to the coffin. She knocked on it twice. There was a knock back.
" Do coffins knock?" Hermione asked.
" No,"
" I didn't think so," Hermione laughed.
Suddenly the coffin top flung open Hermione jumped back in fear. The boy sat up in the coffin. He had brown short hair and bright glowing blue eyes. He wore a long sleeve black shirt and green pants. He had a smirk planted on his pale face.
" Who dare wake me from my sleep?" he boomed. "I will now feast on the blood of the intruders."
Faith and Hermione looked at each other then ran screaming up the basement stairs. They kept running until they saw the boys ordering food.
" Harry, Ron," they panted. " Monster in the basement."
" What?" they asked.
" Oh don't worry," Robert laughed. " That's just my brother Maxwell, oh no. You didn't wake him did you?"
" Yes I did," Hermione screamed. " You're brother? He's a bloody vampire."
" I know," he bit his lip. " Uh I don't know what to tell you."
" He was very scary," Faith nodded.
" You keep your brother in the basement?" Ron asked. " Fred and George are annoying sometimes but I would never lock them in the basement. Then again my brothers aren't vampires."
Robert shook his head sadly.
" Hermione, Faith leave!" he screamed. " You too Harry and Ron."
" Well, " Hermione huffed. " I am insulted. I just got the shock of my life and…
The lights shut off and all was dark and quiet.
" Maxwell," Robert shouted.
" Yes brother," he hissed.
" Go back to the basement," he demanded.
"Can't I see my favorite twin brother?" he cackled.
" Twin?" Ron squeaked. " Are you a vampire too Robert?"
" No,"
" Enough with the talk," Maxwell shrieked. " How many times do I have to tell you brother? None of your friends are allowed in my territory. Remember the deal. Trespasser will be punished."
" I know," Robert frowned.
" Who would want to go into a basement," Ron asked.
" Ask your friends," he yelled. " Nosey and Curious."
" Well I never," Hermione crossed her arms.
" Maxwell just chill and…
" I will not be told to chill,"
" Cut the tough vamp crap," Robert hollered. " Now turn on the lights."
" Little brother afraid of the dark," he mocked.
" No little brother will kill you if you don't,"
The lights flashed on and the vampire was nowhere to be seen. Not like Ron saw him in the first place. Glancing around Ron spotted a figure in the shadow.
" Is that Maxwell?" Ron asked.
" Ron don't look at him," Robert screamed but it was too late.
Ron couldn't help it. Maxwell had the bluest eyes he had ever seen. They were like pools you could swim in.
" What's wrong with Ron?" Harry demanded.
" Maxwell is…
" Vampires hypnotize their prey before they attack," Hermione answered. " It is usually easier that way."
" Right," Robert nodded.
Running over to Ron Robert tried to move him away. Ron didn't budge he kept moving forward.
" Yes come to me," Maxwell echoed.
" Maxwell you stop it at once," Robert hollered.
" I don't listen to little brothers," Maxwell commented.
" By two minutes," he growled.
" Sorry you two don't get along well, but what about Ron?" Harry asked.
" Oh yeah," Robert remembered.
Maxwell pointed a finger and Robert flew back.
" Oh brother you are so dead," Robert screamed.
" Not if I kill you first,"
Ron was real close to Maxwell now. Their noses were almost touching. Robert brought his wand from his pocket.
" Hurry up," Hermione ordered.
Maxwell opened his mouth and was about to bite down into Ron's flesh.
" Leave him alone," Robert warned. " Or I will attack you."
" Mother and father wouldn't like that?" he smirked.
" What do you care about mother and father," he hollered. " You blame then for the way you are."
Maxwell paused for a minute. A devilish grin came onto his face.
" Mother and Father hated me," he snarled. " Mother and Father thought I was a danger. Mother and Father never loved me."
" Mother and Father loved you," Robert began. " They always did."
Maxwell placed his hands on Ron's shoulders.
" Before you make the biggest mistake of your life," Robert continued. " Think about where mother and father are now."
Maxwell pouted.
" Yes, Maxwell they are gone," he frowned. " Moved away. Why? Because you told them too."
" No," Maxwell shook his head. " It was because, mother and father didn't like me."
Harry watched the brothers talk. What was Robert talking about?
" Robert…
Maxwell looked at Ron.
" Don't you dare," he warned.
" Whatever you say Robby," Maxwell smirked.
Ron fell to the ground.
" Now I will be hungry forever," he growled.
" What about the food…
" Silly human food," he sneered. " Tastes horrible I want real human blood not animal blood."
Ron looked up and saw Maxwell staring down at him. Frightened he ran back to his friends.
" Now Maxwell," Robert smiled. " Go back to the basement."
" Fine," he hissed. " But next time I will…
" Go!"
Maxwell turned into a bat and flew down the long hallway to the basement. Robert wore a victorious grin. He began to do a little dance.
" Explain yourself," Hermione snapped. " What the heck was that about?"
" You didn't like my dance?" he frowned.
" Not that the freaky vampire boy,"
" Oh Maxwell," he sighed.
" Yes oh Maxwell," Ron screamed. " I was this close to being vampire chow."
Robert sat in a chair and invited everyone else to join.
" My brother Maxwell as you know is a vampire," he frowned.
" Because he was bitten," Harry spoke. " We know the story."
" No you don't," Robert laughed. " Not even the whole thing. Now listen carefully."
Robert began his long story.
" It all started with my mum and dad," he began. " My mom was a powerful witch. She loved the forest. One day when she was prowling around she ran into a man named Frank. Frank wasn't an ordinary man he was a vampire running away from the law."
" The law," they asked in unison.
" Yes, my dad killed a whole village and the ministry was looking for him," he continued. " Mum didn't know that. She assumed he was a regular guy. So she kindly invited him over."
" Is this story too long," Ron whined.
" No," Robert continued. " My mum fell in love with my dad then they had us."
" Sounds romantic," Faith chirped.
" Yeah right," he rolled his eyes. " When we were the age ten my mum noticed that Maxwell, my brother, didn't like the sun all that much. She of course shrugged it off. As we were growing up she began to notice more signs that Maxwell was weird. He liked sleeping in dark closed places. Twins aren't supposed too be too much a like she knew but this was too weird."
" What happened next?" Ron asked.
" My mum talked to my dad and he said 'He's a vampire.' My mum flipped and asked him 'What do you mean vampire?' My dad again told her Maxwell was a vampire because he was. She began to understand a little but still paid no attention. That was until we were eleven."
" What happened then?" Ron asked.
" Ron let the man finish," Harry responded.
" Maxwell and I were accepted to Hogwarts. My mum was so excited. My dad wasn't. He was a muggle vampire and didn't do magic except vampire magic. Maxwell and I were playing a game. Suddenly Maxwell looked at me funny. So I looked at him funny too. Then Maxwell pounced and attacked me," he shouted. " Mum and dad ran upstairs and saw us struggling. She asked what was going on. Maxwell said 'I smell blood.' Mum shot a glance at dad. All dad could say was 'That's my boy'. Every since then
Maxwell could never fit in. Not even Hogwarts because he always craved blood, so he had to be kept somewhere alone and had to learn with a personal tutor."
" That's sad," Faith cried. " Poor Maxwell."
" When we finally graduated we moved into Miracle Springs," he smiled. " Mum and dad had to move away because dad was being chased and they didn't want them to find out about Maxwell. So mum made me hide Maxwell. First I hid him in my house but then he kept trying to suck my blood while I was asleep. Finally when I got this place finished I was able to move Maxwell here."
" Does anyone know about him?" Hermione asked.
" Beside you four?" Robert asked. " No one not even Jud. Good thing too Jud probably would've killed Maxwell."
" If you're brothers a vampire shouldn't you be one too?" Harry asked.
" Harry he already told you he isn't, " Hermione responded.
" Yes and I am," he grinned.
" What but you said," Ron stuttered.
" Don't worry I'm half," he smiled. " I have fangs but they aren't for sucking blood. I don't know why their not use for sucking blood. And I also have fast reflexes of a vampire."
" So that's how you blocked the door in the candy shop so bloody fast," Ron smiled.
" And that's why you're so handsome,"
Everyone glared at Faith.
" I heard vampires were handsome,"
Robert leaned back in his chair like before.
" You're not going to leave are you?" he asked.
" Of course not Robert," Ron smiled. " We'll stay until tomorrow night that is."
Robert grinned. Ron stared. This guy was weirder then he thought. Robert directed his friends to his house. He showed them their rooms.
" Sorry I don't have enough rooms where you each can have one each," he apologized. " So the girls room is to the left and the boys to the right."
Ron and Harry entered their room. A poster of the chuddley cannons graced the wall. Two beds occupied the rooms. Ron headed for one and Harry headed to the other.
" Harry Robert is one weird boy," he whispered. " He never told us his age."
" Who cares Ron," Harry yawned. " Why don't you ask him tomorrow."
" Good idea Harry," Ron smiled then went to bed. " Good idea."
End of chapter 10. What do you think?