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At midnight I am standing by the statue of the elderly witch, which for as many times as I have passed by (or through as the case may be) I still have no clue as to what she did to merit a statue at Hogwarts. I check my watch nervously. Teddy has to show up. I've been sneaking out almost every night for the past two weeks to pull this off! If he's off somewhere shagging Mayris I'm going to kill him!
"Hey Vic," I whirl around and right into Teddy.
"Don't scare me like that!" I hiss under my breath. Secretly, however, I am just relieved he showed.
"Sorry…are we doing what I think we're doing?" he asks.
"If you think we're sneaking into Hogsmead, then yes." I turn to the statue and whisper 'disendium' as I tap her hump with my wand. Teddy shakes his head at me as I slip through the small slide to the floor, but I can hear him following me down. While I straighten myself up and brush off from my fall from the tube Teddy whizzes gracefully out the end grinning at me as he lands in a crouch.
"I like the way you think." He says. We set off down the tunnel our wands held aloft for light. "Now will you tell me what you're planning?" He asks as we round a bend and I stop to tie the laces on my trainers.
"Not a chance." I respond as I stand back up. We walk along talking about idle things like classes and the weather. "So, you're getting old, eh mate?" I stop and turn to ask. The only problem is that Teddy doesn't stop…so he plows right into me. We both go down, dropping our wand which extinguish as the fall to the packed earth floor. I try to stop myself and end up twisting around awkwardly in the process so that I am on my back. My ankle ends up in a rather interesting position half way between where I was and where I am now. It hurts like a mother fucker! "Ow, ow, ow, ooh." I pant as try to readjust it.
"What is it?" Teddy has had a little better luck than I have. He managed to stop himself on his hands…his face hovering two feet above mine.
"Nothing, sprained my ankle." The air between us is filled with a thrilling tension. Teddy looks into my eyes, not speaking, for several moments. He leans in ever so slightly…and then jumps up and away. He offers me his hand.
"How bad is it?" He asks as he helps me to my feet.
"Not very," I brush away his help, determined to walk on my own. We are nearing the cellar of Honeydukes sweet shop so it isn't far now.
"Can't you ever admit you need help?" He asks exasperated.
"I don't need help." I glower at him, but my fierceness is diminished by my stumbling into the wall.
"Just let me help you." Teddy doesn't wait for a response before picking me up and carrying me down the passage.
"Now will you tell me where we're going?"
"No," I reply adamantly. "Just go through honeydukes and start walking down the main street."
"In the middle of the night?"
"Just do it." I huff. Teddy chuckles and I can feel its reverberations through his chest. He creeps up the stairs and through Honeydukes, hardly making any noise. How someone can be so tall and muscular and still so move so quietly amazes me. I walk like a herd of cattle and that's without carrying one hundred and twenty pounds of five foot seven female. He starts walking down the lane but I have to figure something out. I can't have him seeing anything until I am absolutely ready. "Put me down."
"What?" He stops abruptly.
"I'll lean on you." I explain.
"Are you sure?" He eyes me warily.
"I'll be fine. Just do it." He sets me back down on my feet and I grip his bicep firmly. Speaking of firm…
"You sure are saying that a lot lately." Yeah, yeah. Wait for it…wait for it. "Hey what did you do?" He agitatedly demands.
"It's this little thing we've been learning in Defense against the Dark Arts. You know, silent spell casting. You may have heard of it." I tease.
"Vic!" He expectorates back.
"Just walk. It's not like I'm going to let you run into anything." I roll my eyes, but of course he can't see this. I've just blindfolded him.
We limp along, Teddy being my crutch, I his eyes. "How much further?" He groans.
"Not far now." I pat his shoulder complacently.
"Cime on, can't you just take this stupid thing off?" He whines.
"Nope, anyway, we're here." I drag him over to the door and open it with the key I've had hidden for months.
"Oh where is that? Please. Enlighten me."
"No snide comments from the peanut gallery if you please." I say curtly as I lead him over the threshold and shut the door.
"Now?" He asks impatiently.
"Jeez you're worse than a toddler." I joke.
"Yeah well, you wouldn't blindfold a two year old, would you?" He retorts as i take us up a flight of stairs and around a corner.
"Okay, we're here." I say finally.
"You mean I can take this bloody thing off." He asks in a state of faked shock.
"Yeah," I laugh. "You can take the blindfold off." He slips it up over his head and gasps.
"Vic, is this- are we in the shrieking shack?"
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