Chapter 37, Let's Do The Time Warp Again!
"Word" – Speech.
'Word' – Thought.
"Word" – Slender Speech.
#Word# - Texts, messages, phone calls and on-screen words. Will have speech marks if words are being spoken at the same time as they appear on-screen.
~Word~ - Written words.
$"Word"$ - Parseltongue.
Disclaimer, Harry Potter is the creative property of J.K Rowling and the studio that produced the films.
Any CreepyPastas mentioned in this fic will have their creators stated in the endnotes.
I also have no ownership of any brands, games, franchises or shows mentioned in this fic.
Any persons mentioned outside of the stories that this fic is based on, that I haven't stated are a reference, are purely fictional. I do not condone killing unless it is justified, i.e. hunting animals for food or as a last resort in defence. Any similarities to any persons mentioned are purely coincidental unless it is in reference then I will have stated where the reference was from if it is overly obscure at the end.
Locations in which the kills are chosen are selected by online generators and I zoom in to see what's near there on google maps. All kill scenes that I write that did not occur in the Harry Potter book series are not based on any real-life events.
Author's note.
'Cackles'
'Cackles some more'
'Giggles'
Hello again, how are you?
Did you enjoy the wait?
I hope you did.
So, I've been enjoying myself lately.
Had my birthday, found out that I share the date with Colin Baker, the sixth Doctor, and got so delirious when I was sick that I ended up talking to a friend about the two of us adopting a ghost.
So, as per, I'm delaying writing the story so I can answer your reviews.
Guest;
I thought a few people might like that, I didn't really see a lot of art or stories where they appear together so I thought it'd be kinda cool to do that.
I think that E.J has eaten worse that a spoilt rich girl, he'd probably view it as a piece of exotic cuisine... though he might still end feeling a little sick afterwards nonetheless.
Ben is fine, don't worry.
I think you starve a Dementor to kill them, I don't know if that's true but since they need to feed then it's probably one way to do it. Yeah, that fan might be broken after Isaac is done at Hogwarts.
Jeff doesn't give up, he's just patient if he wants to toy with you.
Oh, did a new Dead By Daylight chapter come out, gotta go check it out.
DarkRavie;
Thanks, glad you like it.
Lunarwolf11021;
Ok, this started out funny, but now I wish I hadn't read it, are you ok?
What's happening? And don't you dare give up!
Katoptris12;
Thank you. I kinda imagine Isaac in some scenes to just be standing off to the side and treating the whole situation as a drama show and wishing he had a bowl of popcorn.
Sweet Smilie;
The punch is always going to be one of my favourite changes from the book to movie translation, but I think I'll hold off on Hermione breaking someone's nose until later... now who to have her punch?
The Gameboy broke because of the feedback from Isaac suddenly waking up without Ben knowing it was going to happen. When Ben normally wakes Isaac up that way he's able to handle the power flow, but he needs to be aware of it happening. Don't worry, I fix that problem this chapter.
Seamus had crouched down to tie his laces and when he was done he used Isaac's trunk to help him stand up, like the railing on stairs, and Fizz bit him because he thought that he was going after Isaac's stuff.
With how I've been writing them it made sense, plus it's a school, people are going to gossip.
It's been made, and recorded, just no one knows about it yet.
... did you take valium there?
Aah, right, synonym, got it.
Liu just finds it fun to make people squirm sometimes.
Thunder-Death;
Thank you.
Why wouldn't I have, I think it's fairly known I'm interested in the HP/CP crossovers.
.549;
I had so much fun writing high-Toby, I had to take regular breaks to stop giggling.
MyraZinshu;
It's ok, I'm kinda glad that you posted it like that because otherwise I would have had to explain it with an offhand comment, or something, later in the chapter.
ButteredCroissan;
Thanks, now I want a croissant, I'm hungry as all hell.
I love that line, XD
"All I know is that to me, You look like you're lots of fun, Open your lovin' arms, Watch out here I come,"
Yes, I love it when I leave things on a cliffhanger. There have been times in the past where I almost left things on a cliffhanger a few times in the past, but the word count was too low so I kept going.
Rosie isis and rai the kitsune;
Just to let you, and everyone else, know... I'm sitting here with a very smug grin on my face and clapping with my tongue sticking out.
Thank you, kinda interested to re-read all the chapters on my laptop now and see how my writing has changed over time.
Honebar;
Thank you, it's always nice to hear that people like this. It helps me keep going.
Hehe, yeah, I really enjoyed having Isaac hit Pettigrew around the head with the chair leg.
One of the main bits I was worried about when writing this was how different I would be making Isaac from his canon self. More confident, that's for sure, more dark and grim, definitely. But it was always something I worried about.
As much as I like Ron, the way that this story has gone won't be very nice to him. I've got some ideas about what I might do, but I haven't decided on anything yet. Same goes for Draco, no idea what I might do there.
I'm glad that you think I've been doing the Creepypastas justice in all this.
I LOVED writing Toby on Valium, you're getting the final bit of that today, and it is gonna be fun!
I've heard the song based off of him, 'God Syndrome', but I haven;t read his story yet... yet...
Ok, that's them.
Having fun doing... whatever it is you do when I'm not taking up your time with this story, DP?
Well, I work as a waitress and I do roller derby. What about you SG?
Me? I've just finished College and now I'm trying to find a job, going to a BBQ this weekend, managed to find my dad's metal detector so that should be fun.
Ok then, time for the story.
Hope you enjoy it,
SteamGeek01.
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Hulett, Wyoming.
The masked man stood vigil just inside the doorway.
Eventually, the sounds of thuds, grunts, and...
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Oh, I also forgot that I've hit 200+ favourites on the story.
That was a nice thing to see on the page.
Thank you all for supporting me through this. :)
It was even better when I hit the 14:15 Favourite to Follower ratio.
That was awesome to see considering that the followers are in the 220's.
Ok, I'll let you get to the story now.
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Hulett, Wyoming.
The masked man stood vigil just inside the doorway.
Eventually, the sounds of thuds, grunts, and roars of rage went silent.
His partner came down the stairs and tapped him twice on the shoulder.
"We good here?" Masky asked.
Hoodie nodded, adjusting his balaclava so that he could see better after it had been grabbed during the fight.
The two of them looked down the road before removing their masks and stowing them safely inside their jackets or hood pocket.
They were just about to cross the bridge that would take them back to the Slenderport when Masky's phone started buzzing.
"Speak," he said as he brought it to his ear.
Masky stopped in the middle of the road they were crossing over, Hoodie having to pull him before he got hit by a car.
Before they had reached the curb, Masky exploded.
"YOU THOUGHT IT WAS A GOOD IDEA TO GIVE HIM WHAT?" he shouted into the phone.
"Please tell me that he's still there?" he asked, bringing a hand up to massage his forehead.
Every muscle in his body froze, his hand was stuck on his head, he tilted to the side slightly because he had been about to take another step.
The only things that moved were his eyes, widening in either shock or horror.
"Where is he?"
Hoodie tilted his head and frowned at his friend, wondering what was going on.
Judging by his attitude it was probably something to do with Toby.
He had just been about to ask what was happening when Masky hung up, grabbed his arm, and pulled him so that he had to run beside him as the two of them legged it towards the Slenderport.
"Shit, shit, shit..." Masky kept up a constant stream under his breath, "E.J for some goddamn reason thought that a good way to get Toby to calm down would be to drug his ass with valium,"
"Crap," Hoodie said.
"It gets better," Masky said, "Apparently he's snuck out, somehow, and now both him and L.J are missing,"
"Crap," Hoodie said.
The two of them had just run through the Slenderport and were halfway down the path to The Mansion when E.J, Jeff, Liu, Teer, and Ben ran out of through the doors. There was a camcorder hanging from Ben's neck.
"We found them," E.J shouted to the pair.
Masky growled in frustration as the two of them spun around, sending bits of grit and gravel flying, and ran back into the forest after the pair.
Masky and Hoodie followed them through a port.
"Alright," Ben said, part of his hand glitching as he worked on his phone, "They're this way,"
All of them ran after him as fast as their legs could carry them.
As they ran down the streets of Amarillo Masky's thoughts went back to what Liu had told him over the phone.
1, Toby was high on valium.
2, Both he and L.J had gone missing.
3, Some of the 'go-kits' that Toby kept in his room were missing.
The fact that Toby had everything from enough food to last a small family a week to enough of his own remedy explosives to level a hotel meant that they were either going to find the two of them somewhere they shouldn't be asking each other completely idiotic questions and surrounded by empty junk food wrappers.
Or somewhere they shouldn't be and surrounded by fire while they cackled their heads off and asking each other completely idiotic questions and surrounded by empty junk food wrappers.
"Should be just up ahead," Ben said, turning down a road and stopping in front of a tall building.
"Hey guys!" a raspy voice called down from above.
L.J and Toby were on the top floor of the building, their legs swinging in the air as they sat on the ledge and looked down.
Masky was about to start shouting at them when something fell down and hit him in the face.
He growled again and rubbed the remaining crumbs that the biscuit had left off his face before glowering up at the pair.
"WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU TWO THINKING?" he shouted up.
"WHAT?" L.J shouted back down.
"WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU TWO... for fuck's sake, Teer, go get them,"
Teer nodded and just as he had been about to go up there Toby called down.
"No, no, no," he said, slurring the words slightly, "Stay there,"
If it weren't for the fact that Toby still might have a tonne of explosives up there with him then he might have laughed at the sound of Toby slurring enough to make it sound like he had a lisp and whistled when he said something.
"Y-you're just in time to see my grand reveal," Toby called down, jumping to his feet. The only thing that kept him from falling over was the arm L.J quickly threw out to stop him.
"Do we want to know what he's revealing?" Ben asked, backing away from the building on instinct.
Everyone else decided to follow suit.
"BEHOLD!" Toby screamed out to the city as he paced a wobbly path around the ledge of the building, "I AM INFERNUS! GOD OF FIRE AND... wait... IS THAT MY KING?"
Liu started blushing as a few of the bystanders looked his way as Toby started cooing down.
"YOOHOO, HI!"
"Where did he get the flower crown?" Teer asked, peering up at the colourful band around Toby's head.
"Anyway... BEHOLD, I AM INFERNUS! GOD OF FIRE AND DESTRUCTION!
WITNESS ME!"
He took a grey box with what looked like a long silver stick out of his pocket.
"Oh shit! Back up! Back up!" Masky grabbed the necks of E.J and Ben and pulled the two of them away from the building, everyone else following suit after them.
They turned just in time to see Toby slam his hand on the box.
"AWWWW..." Toby's whine could be heard from the other side of the street where they had taken cover behind a parked car.
Toby started shaking the box before hitting it repeatedly, "COME ON, YOU STUPID! USELESS! PIECE OF..."
Toby and L.J toppled out of sight as the entire building shook. Flames burst through each and every window sending shards of glass raining down to the ground below as the small amounts of people that had gathered to watch ran away, screaming in terror.
Masky stuck his head up slightly.
Toby was back on the ledge, L.J hanging over with only his long arms keeping him from falling.
"TEER, GET THEM OUT OF THERE!" he shouted as Toby wobbled again as flames slowly began encasing the building, each burst of fire danced along the outside of the building.
Teer disappeared from just behind him.
"Oh... Specs is gonna love this!" Ben said.
Masky turned to face him but the blonde had moved out into a more open part, the camcorder held to his face as he recorded the mayhem above.
"BEN!" Masky shouted.
Ben started laughing as Teer grabbed Toby and disappeared again.
The grunt and thud from somewhere to his right told him that Teet had successfully gotten him down. L.J appeared in a cloud of black smoke a few seconds later.
The flames seemed to simmer down for a moment, what felt like a breeze passed over them before another large explosion tore the building apart.
The roof caved in on itself and the resulting crash sent dust, ash, burning rubble, fire, and every other possible thing one could expect from a Toby induced explosion out into the street.
Ben barely managed to get into the camcorder to protect himself and when things had settled... well, were less likely to blow up again, he climbed back out only to come face to face with a rather angry looking Masky.
"You know... I think I'll just be..." Ben darted under his arm before he could grab him and started running back to where the Slenderport was, ignoring the angry shout of "BEN!" as he clutched the camcorder to his chest.
Masky gritted his teeth and walked back over to the group.
"Get him back to the Mansion," he told Teer, pointing to Toby who was leaning against Liu and muttering under his breath.
By how red Liu's face was getting, Masky didn't want to know what Toby was saying.
Teer nodded and carefully extracted Toby from Liu and the two of them vanished.
Hoodie abruptly turned face and stared down the road.
A few seconds later sirens and horns could be heard coming their way and they all took that as their sign to get the hell out of there.
They'd leave it to Ben to alter any footage of them being there.
With everything happening in the streets it took them little over an hour to get back to The Mansion.
Teer was waiting for them on the top of the steps as they walked down the path.
"Slendy says he's blocked Toby from leaving," he told them, "... and that the next time we plan to give anyone valium it has to be checked by him first,"
If E.J was capable of blushing out of embarrassment then he probably would have.
"So where is the drugged up idiot?" Jeff asked.
"Left him sleeping in the Medbay," Teer said, "Now if you'll excuse me, I'm tired,"
He disappeared again and everyone went back to their separate things.
Masky and E.J went to go make sure that Toby hadn't gotten into more trouble with the things that he kept in there.
The two of them panicked for a moment when they found the room empty.
E.J had been about to leave when Masky noticed a green note on the desk.
He walked over and picked the small piece of paper up, reading it out to E.J.
"Got bored, decided to tidy up," Masky said.
E.J frowned for a moment before concentrating and looking around the room again.
The floor was swept.
The beds were all made.
And when he got to the cupboards they had all been re-arranged, tidied up, and organised.
Even the bio-hazard bucket in the corner had been emptied and the lining changed.
He looked over at the note that Toby had written and...
"How come his handwriting gets better when he's off his rocker?" E.J asked, astounded at the neatly written note that could almost be described as graceful.
"We should go find him," Masky said and E.J followed him out of the room, nodding.
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Ben ran up the stairs, gasping for air for a moment before phasing into a more spectral form so that he didn't have to deal with things like shortness of breath.
He started giggling to himself as he remembered Toby's almost drunk-looking declaration of him being a god as he opened the door to his room.
The smell of something burning wafted through the now open door.
He changed back into a solid form when he saw Toby sitting at his desk, small wisps of smoke floating from in front of him.
"Toby?" Ben asked, slightly worried about what was happening.
"The... thingy had a few blown resistors, plus a couple of fuses..." he said, slightly slurred still, "So I fixed the... thingy and put an overload... I don't know what they're called... thingy in to protect it,"
Toby stood up and let the soldering iron fall onto the table, sending Ben scrambling to grab it before it swung into the fairly flammable things that were around his desk.
By the time Ben had turned the soding thing off Toby had left again.
He sighed and turned to the dismantled Gameboy on the desk and...
He frowned and ducked his head closer to look at the repair job that Toby had done.
It was... actually well done, nearly without a single flaw.
He carefully picked up the circuit board and looked it over.
Toby was no newbie to doing stuff like this, he built all the things for his explosives after all, but with his ticks, there would always be little scuff marks from where the soldering iron hit the board, or how he used too much solder most of the time.
This was... it could almost be mistaken for factory level precision.
Masky and E.J searched the entire of the ground floor.
So far all they had found was that the kitchen had been tidied up.
All the stray weapons in the 'armoury' (the biggest closet on the ground floor) had been put away properly.
Even the remote's for the t.v. were on the coffee table in the middle of the room and any magazines were stacked neatly at the side.
"This is just... weird," E.J said.
"Uh-huh," Masky agreed.
Eventually, they found Toby asleep in his own bed.
"Remind me... why we haven't killed him before now?" E.J asked.
"'cause he's good at what he does," Masky said, "Plus, it'd be pretty dull without him around,"
"Aww," E.J said, causing Masky to glower at him, "Did the wizard finally give you your heart?"
Masky responded by hitting him sharply around the head, causing E.J to headbutt the doorframe.
"Ow!" he hissed, rubbing the part that had connected with the wood, "Jackass!"
"Bite me," Masky grumbled as he walked off for a smoke.
Now though, he thought as he stood outside and watched the next build-up of ash fall away, that might not have been the smartest thing to say to a cannibal.
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Hogwarts.
Isaac groaned as he opened his eyes, the lights overhead hurt to look at.
"Shocking business... shocking... miracle none of them died..."
Isaac groaned as his barely conscious mind connected the voice to a rather portly, and irritating in his opinion, man with a lime green bowler hat.
"Thank you, Minister," a second voice joined in.
Snape's.
Isaac forced his eyes to stay open and found that someone had taken his glasses off and, going by the now familiar feeling of the bed below him, he was in the hospital wing... again.
He turned to look around the room and found that Hermione was looking over at him, her eyes wide.
"... and I assume now that he has been re-captured that he will finally be given a trial?" Professor Snape's voice drifted over to him again.
"No, no, no," Fudge said, "After all he's done, he shall be receiving the Dementor's Kiss immediately!"
Isaac could just barely see Hermione's eyes as they went wide in shock.
"Sir, not that it's my place to... question you, but don't you think that it might be time for justice to..."
"You are quite right, Severus, it is time for justice to be served, and Black will finally pay the penalty for his crimes," Fudge cut him off, his pompous tone slowly cutting through the last of Isaac's nerves, "After all, during the meeting when you were informed of the Dementors coming to Hogwarts, you were quite vocal of the idea for them to be given such a command in the first place,"
"Yes, Minister, but after being given time to properly consider the situation..."
"There is nothing else to consider," Fudge said with a slightly shaken tone of finality, "Macnair is getting the Dementors now, and soon the public terror that is Sirius Black will be no more,"
'Sirius?... oh, right...' Isaac closed his eyes and tried to get comfy again.
His eyes shot open and he bolted into a sitting position, everything coming back to him.
The Shack.
Proving Pettigrew was Scabbers.
Sirius joking about how his father had once suggested that he stay as a dog...
"... the tail I could live with, but the fleas... they're murder..."
How Sirius had offered for him to come live with him.
Getting out of the tunnel.
Professor Lupin transforming.
Sirius and Professor Lupin fighting in their animal forms.
Professor Lupin running off and Sirius collapsing at the lake as the Dementors closed in.
Hermione collapsing next to him as he tried to fight them off.
Dropping to his knees as one got too close.
Something bright and...
His head started hurting as he tried to remember what happened next.
"... you say that the Dementors were already back at their posts when you got down there?"
"Yes, sir," Professor Snape said in an icy tone that Isaac knew the dangers of, but Fudge didn't seem to be paying proper attention.
Isaac swung his legs over the edge of his bed and was already tying his laces when Madam Pomfrey made her way over to them through the dimly lit ward.
Across from him, he could see Hermione beginning to get up as well.
"AH! Absolutely not!" she flicked her wand in his direction and his shoes untied and flew off his foot.
Before Isaac could protest he had already been forced into a sitting position on the bed.
"No, you don't under... holy crap," he broke off as Madam Pomfrey placed what looked like a small boulder's worth of chocolate on his bedside table and broke a piece off with a small hammer.
"Eat," she commanded and held out a piece.
"No, Ma'am, I've got to... argumph!" he glared at her slightly as when he had been protesting she had pushed the piece into his mouth.
Isaac spat it into his hands and resumed his attempt to put his shoes on.
Madam Pomfrey huffed and had been about to perform the charm again when the doors opened.
Professor Snape was striding into the room, a flabbergasted Fudge that had been talking to the man moments ago following after him once he had gotten over his shock.
"Rogers!" he said sharply, getting Madam Pomfrey to turn and glower at him slightly, "What happened?"
"Really, Severus?" Madam Pomfrey said, "Can this wait until after he has..."
"He has been resting for the better portion of an hour, this matter is..."
"Ron's pet rat, Scabbers, is an animagus," Isaac said, causing Madam Pomfrey to sigh and go back to the chocolate boulder, "He's really Peter Pettigrew, Sirius is innocent,"
Hermione nodded as he spoke, "It's true, sir," and Professor Snape turned to face the minister, an eyebrow raised questioningly.
"T-t-the boy could be confounded," the Minister said, "Black would have wanted things to be easier when he tried to kill him,"
"Better than him have tried," Isaac said, "And he's innocent,"
Fudge shook his head, letting out a small chortle.
"No, Black is most definitely guilty, he..."
"And did he ever receive a trial?" Isaac cut him off, "Because when I searched for one I found jack shit!" Madam Pomfrey jumped slightly and missed the boulder, turning to look at him disapprovingly, "And by what you've said to Professor Snape, he isn't being given one now either, is he?"
Fudge looked at him in what could be described as an adult pitying a small child trying to understand something that the adult thought was beyond them.
Isaac wanted to punch the man's face in until it was singed black and bruised blue and red.
"Harry, my boy..."
"Call me Harry again, and I will castrate you with fire!" Isaac snapped.
Fudge went extremely red in the face, he seemed to swell with indignation.
Before he could say anything the Hospital wing doors opened again and Professor Dumbledore strode slowly in.
"Aha," Fudge said smarmily, "Albus..." the portly man walked over, "You can clear this up.
Sirius Black is guilty, yes?"
Professor Dumbledore regarded the man in front of him.
"He has just told me a rather interesting story," Dumbledore said.
Fudge spluttered indignantly.
"And what would that be?
The same cock-and-bull story he's fed Potter..."
"Rogers," Isaac gritted out but was ignored.
"... and the Granger girl?
About... about... Pettigrew being an animagus, and him being the Secret Keeper for Harry's parents..."
Dumbledore's eyes briefly darted to Isaac's bed as something blue and green flared momentarily in his hands.
"That is indeed his story," Dumbledore said, "And, given the severity of if he is correct, I take it that the Ministry will be opening a court case to look into the matter?"
Fudge gaped at Dumbledore.
"Most certainly not!" he said, his cheeks shaking as he spoke, "After all the trouble that Black has caused... Dumbledore, you yourself gave testimony that he was the..."
"How could I have given testimony if he has, as Mr Rogers pointed out, never received a trial?" Dumbledore asked.
Fudge spluttered.
"Now, the order for Black to be given the kiss on sight still stands, as such..."
"Perhaps the case might be better handled if I supplied Veritaserum," Professor Snape threw his two cents into the conversation, "I have a dose ready and shall..."
Fudge flapped the man down.
"T-t-t-that would be out of the question," he stammered, "The use of Veritaserum would have to be... to be decided by the Wizengamot... and to call a meeting at such short notice... not to mention the brewing time per council regulations...
The answer is no!" he said firmly.
"Sirius Black will be kissed, tonight! On Hogwarts grounds, and that is final!"
His jowls quivered as he spoke, small bits of spit forming on the edges of his lips.
He jammed his lime green bowler on his head and left without another word.
"Severus, Poppy," Professor Dumbledore said once the portly man had left the room, "Might I have a word with Mr Rogers, and Miss Granger, in private?"
"Headmaster," Madam Pomfrey said, sounding slightly agitated, "They need rest," she protested.
"This shall not take long," Professor Dumbledore promised her.
Madam Pomfrey regarded him with pursed lips but retreated to her office nonetheless.
"I shall go and see if I can delay the arrival of the Dementors," Professor Snape said, leaving the room.
"Sirius is innocent,"
"Professor, Mr Black is..."
Professor Dumbledore raised a hand to silence the two.
"I believe you..." he said, to which Isaac muttered a barely audible 'Thank fuck,'.
"... but his actions are not those of an innocent man.
I have no authority to overturn his sentence and, in the eyes of the Ministry, the testimony of two children will not hold much to sway their minds,"
"But what about Professor Lupin?" Hermione asked, "He was there, he can..."
"Mr Lupin's affliction will cause many of the Wizengamot to look down upon him, worse than they would do you two; and the man would not be available until the morning, far too late for him to claim testimony.
What we need... is more time," he focused on Hermione.
Hermione's mouth turned into a perfect circle and Isaac looked between the two in confusion.
"Sirius Black is locked in the seventh floor, Professor Flitwick's office. Thirteenth window from the right of the West Tower.
If you should succeed then more than one innocent life might be spared this night,
But be warned, Mrs Granger, you know the law – you know what is at stake... you – must – not – be – seen."
Isaac looked at Hermione, dumbfounded as he did not have a clue what was going on.
"It is now... five minutes to midnight," he said, checking his pocket watch, "I am going to lock you in, three turns should do it. Good luck,"
Isaac watched him go and as he approached the door Hermione pulled out a fine gold chain from around her neck.
"Isaac, come here," she said as she pulled the chain out until it was long enough to go around both their necks.
"Erm... Isaac is confused," he said as Hermione tugged on his arm to get him to stand up, "Isaac is very confused,"
Hermione stuck the chain around their necks and Isaac caught sight of an hourglass pendant.
When he tried to pick it up to examine it Hermione slapped his hand away.
She picked it up and turned a small dial on the side, causing the hourglass in the middle to turn three times, and then...
"Woah, what the..."
Isaac looked around the Hospital wing as everything seemed to be blurring out. People passed by once or twice, but they were moving backwards.
The whole thing was tied together with the sensation that he was flying but his feet never left the ground.
The light seemed to flare and flash for a moment before things returned to normal, except...
"Wait... it was night, and now it's day," Isaac said.
"Come on," Hermione said as she pulled on his arm and dragged him towards a nearby supply closet.
Isaac jerked out of her arm, looking at the sunlight streaming inside.
"Explain, now," he said carefully.
Hermione looked around.
All of the colour seemed to drain out of her face as footsteps started echoing down the stairs.
"Isaac, please," she begged, eyes wide as she grabbed his arm and pulled him into the closet.
"Explain, now," Isaac repeated.
Hermione fumbled with the chain and pulled out the hourglass pendant.
"Isaac, this is a time turner," she said, "I've been using it all year, it's how I've been getting to classes all year,"
Isaac held up a hand to stop her.
"Wait, a time turner?" he said, "As in... it turns back time?"
"Yes," Hermione nodded, "Professor McGonagall vouched for me to get it and said I couldn't tell anyone..."
Isaac thought back to when he had asked Fizz what Hermione had been doing and he had jumped between the clock on the wall to his books before climbing back up to the clock and jumping again.
Made a lot more sense now.
"... that going to help Sirius?"
Isaac shook his head a little as he realised that Hermione had kept talking when he hadn't been paying attention.
"Ok, right, well... what did he say?
More than one innocent life might be saved?
Well... who else was going to die?"
He saw Hermione's shadowy face screw up in concentration.
"Buckbeak!" she said suddenly before she clamped her hands to her mouth, "Isaac, we can save Buckbeak!"
Isaac nodded.
"Ok, how does saving a hippogriff save Sirius? Unless..."
A light bulb went off in Isaac's head and his small frown split into a toothy grin.
Hermione looked slightly fearful at him.
"Oh, I really don't like flying," she said softly.
The sound of footsteps on the floor outside passed them by and she moved past Isaac to look out the door.
"We're gone," she said, turning to Isaac.
"Wait, 'we're' gone? What does that... oh, right, back in time," Isaac said, "So was that us going to Hagrid's?"
"Yes," Hermione said, "We've just left the hall,"
"So we're going to follow ourselves down to Hagrid's and free a hippogriff, awesome," Isaac said.
"Yes, but we can't be seen," Hermione said.
"Wait, what does that mean?" Isaac asked, 'Why does time travel have to be so complicated?'
"Isaac, what would you think you would do if you saw yourself?" Hermione asked.
Isaac thought for a moment.
"Knowing me... probably flirt with myself,"
Hermione scoffed in laughter against her will.
"What? C'mon, look me in the eye and tell me I wouldn't," Isaac said before sighing, "But yeah, nothing good would come of it,"
"Exactly, there are stories of wizards who have tried to change the past, and none of them end well. Awful things happen to them," Hermione said, "We need to get to Buckbeak, get him out of there before he's killed, and after the appeal group have seen him so they know that Hagrid hasn't set him free, then wait until Sirius has been locked up... fly..." she gave a small shudder, "... and then set him free,"
Isaac let out a low whistle as he and Hermione snuck across the flagstone floor, "This is gonna be fun,"
Isaac and Hermione paused by the large rocks that stood on top of the hill that overlooked the area where Hagrid's house was to check how far behind themselves they were.
Seeing that the coast was clear they moved further along, sticking to the treeline.
"Yeh shouldn've come," Hagrid's hoarse voice came from his house before he shut the door quickly.
"Oh, that's weird," Isaac said as he watched himself sit down at Hagrid's table.
"I know," Hermione said, "And then Hagrid breaks the milk jug,"
True to her timing a smashing sound came from the house.
"And then you go get the jug that has Pettigrew in it... man, why couldn't we be able to lure ourselves and Hagrid out and then torch the place to kill that rat?" Isaac lamented.
"It's Hagrid's home! Would you really do that?"
"There's nothing wrong with a little cleansing fire to help the spring cleaning along,"
A few minutes later the chatterings of the appeal group drifted to them and they were forced to hide in the trees to avoid themselves running into them.
Isaac was starting to get a headache from all this.
"Right, come on," Isaac said as the door shut.
He hurried forward towards the paddock where Buckbeak was chained.
Buckbeak let out a low squawk as Isaac approached.
It was a tense few seconds before Buckbeak bowed back to him and Isaac was able to move close enough to untie the chain from the post.
"C'mon," Isaac hissed at Buckbeak, tugging on the chain to get him to move.
Buckbeak squawked again and snapped his beak at him, getting up reluctantly.
"Come on, Buckbeak," Hermione said, joining Isaac at his side. Around her neck was a string holding dead ferrets, the same that Hagrid had been using to reward the hippogriffs on the first Care of Magical Creatures class, "Come and get the nice, dead, ferret,"
She tossed one to Buckbeak and the hippogriff started moving faster under the prompting of treats.
For a moment it looked like they wouldn't be able to get away as the committee opened the door but, by luck, Dumbledore distracted them for a moment by pointing out a ling of strawberries planted by a previous headmaster and they were able to sneak Buckbeak into the Forbidden Forest and out of sight.
They were able to get Buckbeak to hide behind a small divot in the trees that might have been a long dried river as they listened to the angry noises coming from Hagrid's house.
"Where is it?" a reedy voice called through the trees, "Where is the beast?"
"It was tied here! I saw it! Just here!"
Isaac bit down on his tongue to stop himself laughing at the furious shouting of the executioner.
"How extraordinary," an amused Dumbledore said.
A loud thudding came through the trees and Isaac could just see the axe of the executioner stuck in a post in Hagrid's fence.
Isaac's face split in a wide smirk as he watched the small glimmer of the man's outraged face as Dumbledore pointed out the flaw in the man's plan of searching the grounds to find the man that had freed Buckbeak.
"Macnair, if Buckbeak really has been stolen, do you think the thief will have led him away on foot? Search the skies if you will...
Hagrid, I could do with a small cup of tea, or a large glass of brandy,"
"Yeh'll find no small glasses in here, Professor,"
Isaac tapped Hermione on the shoulder to get her and Buckbeak moving again just in case that Macnair searched the ground anyway.
"Right, we've got Buckbeak, what's next?" Isaac asked.
"We wait until Sirius is in Professor Flitwick's office, get him out, get back to the Hospital Wing before anyone can figure out we're gone," Hermione said, flinching as Buckbeak made a quick grab for another ferret on the string.
Isaac let out a sigh.
"Wish we had some cards,"
As they moved closer to the Whomping Willow to be able to see when they would emerge later on they heard the cheery singing of Hagrid as he made his way back to the castle.
Buckbeak squawked sadly as he tried to get to the giant of a man that had been taking such good care of him but Isaac and Hermione held him back.
Buckbeak whined and started pawing at the dirt when Hagrid had passed and Isaac took up stroking him to keep him appeased enough to not run off.
"ISAAC!"
Isaac jumped at the sound of Hermione screaming his name in fear before he realised it wasn't Hermione, but Hermione... well, the past Hermione was the one screaming his name right now, not the Hermione that had travelled back with him, but they were the same Hermione so it was...
Isaac sat back down again as his head started to hurt.
"We're in the tree?" he asked Hermione, refusing to think about it again.
"I've just been pulled in... your hands are on fire," Hermione said.
Isaac frowned and looked down at his hands.
He made a low hum of realisation when he realised that while Hermione was talking about him, she was, in fact, talking about...
Isaac shook his head before his thinking gave him a migraine.
"And now, we wait," Isaac said, moving to sit next to Hermione.
Buckbeak gave another squawk as he realised that he was no longer receiving attention and returned to pawing at the dirt for worms to eat.
As the night got closer Isaac lit one of his hands to keep them warm and they hid the flames mostly from sight by the sitting at the base of a tree.
"Isaac..." Hermione asked a few moments later, leaning around the tree to see what was happening.
A few minutes earlier Professor Lupin had come running onto the grounds and immobilized the Whomping Willow before moving into the small tunnel at the base. Now they were waiting for their Professor to come out.
"Yeah?" Isaac asked as he switched hands to try and keep his hand from burning too badly.
"When... when we were by the lake, and the D-Dementors were coming... what happened?" she asked, stuttering slightly at the quick mention of the event.
The flames on Isaac's hand dimmed for a moment as he thought back to what happened.
It was just after Professor Lupin responded to a challenging Werewolf call and ran off to the Forest.
They had run down to where Sirius had been thrown off and when they had gotten there he had been too tired to turn back into his dog form and there was what looked like the entirety of the Dementors posted at Hogwarts gliding towards him at high speed.
He and Hermione had been able to fight them off for a few moments.
Hermione fell first, still feebly saying the name of the spell, leaving just Isaac.
The Dementor had made a sort of brushing motion to remove his attempt at a Patronus.
Then his Patronus had failed and he dropped to his knees, the Dementor moving closer and closer until it's foul breath was upon him.
Isaac had dropped to his knees at that point, unable to find the strength to keep standing.
"... Harry..."
Isaac's eyes glazed over slightly and Hermione looked worryingly at him, the flames in his hand dimming further still as the memories came back to him.
"... him! Go! Run! I'll hold him off..."
His father's voice. The first time he had heard it.
"All that awaits you is painful, slow, death,"
"You matter so little..."
Just before Isaac had passed out something bright and white had flared at the edge of his blurred vision.
Everything was going blurry, but... for a moment...
"Someone..." Isaac said, causing Hermione to jump as he had been silent for the past couple of minutes. The fire was now a tiny flame on his palm, "... someone was there,"
Isaac looked down at the small flame on his hand before sighing and shaking it a little.
The flames came back, as did the warmth, and Hermione looked at him. A studious look on her face with her brow furrowed.
"Who?"
Isaac shrugged.
"I don't know, but... for a moment, it looked like..."
"Who?" Hermione asked when he trailed off into silence.
"As stupid as it fucking sounds, it kinda looked like my dad,"
Hermione looked at him with owl-like eyes.
"Isaac... you know he's..."
"As dead as a guy who thought that a grenade would be the perfect thing to fix his toothache?"
Hermione frowned at him.
"I know he's dead, which is why I said that it was... you hear that?" Isaac paused and put out his hand.
He moved around the tree and looked over at the Whomping Willow.
A head had just come out of the tunnel.
"Showtime," Isaac said.
The two of them moved over to a bush a little in front of them to get closer.
"What are you talking about?" Hermione asked him, pointing to his past self and Sirius.
"Oh..." Isaac said, knowing full well what had been happening there, "He... erm... he's inviting me to live with him when... if we had proven his innocence..."
Hermione made a soft hum.
Isaac nodded.
When that conversation had first happened Isaac's mind had been to get Ben to help him start planning his death and spend the time waiting for his... his snapping at The Mansion.
"ISAAC!"
Isaac jumped and looked at Hermione, the past one.
Professor Lupin had gone rigid, his form shaking.
"Hello Moon-Moon," Isaac muttered as he watched his Professor's body change.
"RUN! RUN!" Sirius shouted to them, Peter throwing the rope that had bound him away and transforming back into a rat.
He was long gone as Sirius leapt into a fight against the werewolf, the two of them colliding in a flurry of snarls and claws.
Isaac winced as Sirius was thrown away, bumping and rolling down the hill towards the Black Lake.
"OI! KIBBLE-BREATH!"
"Oh... that sounds lame from here," Isaac moaned, it had been a good idea at the time.
Hermione was frozen in shock as she saw the werewolf lumber towards the past Isaac.
"AWOOOOOOOOOOOH!"
Isaac did a double-take and looked at Hermione, her hands were cupped around her mouth.
"AWOOOOOOOOOOOH!"
"ARGWOOOOOO!" the werewolf's answer rung out across the grounds.
"Oh, that was you," Isaac said, "Thanks for that,"
"Anytime,"
Isaac turned to face her.
"We should probably start running,"
"Yeah,"
The two of them ran into the woods, sticking close to each other to try and not end up splitting away from each other.
Isaac gave a quick glance behind him before grabbing Hermione and pulled her towards a large tree.
They tried to slow their breathing, Hermione struggling more than Isaac.
Snapping bits of old wood reached them and they flattened themselves against the tree.
Isaac craned his neck to hear for which way the werewolf was moving and he carefully pulled Hermione in the opposite direction, keeping the tree between them.
As he carefully crept around the other side he let out a little tension and tugged Hermione to move a little faster.
He was about to start pulling her away from the direction that the werewolf had gone when a snarl had him pulling Hermione behind him.
The werewolf crouched low to the ground as it stalked forward.
"Stay behind me!" Isaac hissed out and he took a half-step towards it, Hermione's hands on the back of his shirt to pull him back.
Blue flames, tinted green, wrapped their way around his hand.
The werewolf snapped his jaw at him, snarling harder now.
"Don't make me do this, Professor," Isaac said as he looked into the black eyes.
The werewolf crouched lower and Isaac braced himself, bringing his arm back as if he was going to throw a punch.
As the werewolf got ready to pounce Isaac flung his arm forward and few of the flames spun away from his hand.
The separated flames flared slightly and dissipated about a foot away from where his hand was outstretched.
"Damn it..." Isaac muttered.
The werewolf snapped it's jaw again and leapt forward.
Isaac ducked and pulled Hermione down just in time for Buckbeak to soar over them and swat at the werewolf, his talons catching it in his face.
The werewolf let out a spitting snarl and ran away.
Isaac felt his knees give out slightly and, behind him, he felt Hermione nearly ready to do the same.
"You alright?" he panted, receiving a sort of wheeze of affirmation in return.
Buckbeak turned and gave a low squawk, tilting his head to the side.
"We're good," Isaac said, holding a shaky thumbs up.
Buckbeak shook his head to free his neck of the dirt that had built up and returned to pawing at the ground as a cold wind started to blow through the trees.
Isaac and Hermione looked up to see a small swarm of Dementors high above them crossing the Forest.
"Sirius," Isaac said before turning and running in the direction the Dementors were heading.
Isaac could hear Hermione fall slightly behind as he weaved his way through the trees with next to no difficulty other than the occasional root that came from the ground; the trees back home at The Mansion were closer than these and he could still run through them.
He stopped at the edge of a stone bank on the edge of the lake, pebbles flew as he skidded to a halt and the furthest ones came to rest just on the edge of the frozen water.
Across from them were their past selves trying to repel the Dementors.
Isaac watched as Hermione fell and he could tell that he was struggling too.
'Any moment now...' he looked forward to the small rocky ledge that stuck out into the lake.
'Any moment now...'
Behind him, he could hear Hermione catch up.
He turned back and watched as a Dementor started reaching for his head.
'...'
'...'
"I fucking hate time travel,"
Isaac leapt forward, coming to the edge of the ledge as Hermione called out to him.
"EXPECTO PATRONUM!"
Isaac whipped his wand out, pointing it at the Dementors that were closing in on him and Sirius.
For a moment things seemed to still before the now familiar white spiral formed from his wand before it seemed to coalesce and something shot out.
He heard Hermione gasp from behind him and he squinted to look at what the thing was.
It was vaguely hard to see what it was as it bounded over the water, leaving no changes on the ground frozen by the Dementors.
As it got close to them the Dementors flinched away, flying away like they were pieces of paper and the Patronus was a blazing fire.
The Patronus rounded on the Dementor closest to the Isaac in the past and it leapt over them as it charged it down, the Dementor flying away in a hurried flapping of dark cloth.
The Patronus stopped now, looking as if it were standing on the ice.
It turned it's head back to Isaac and it walked back towards them.
A large hound, nearly big enough that Isaac could look straight ahead and be staring it in the eye, was silently moving across the lake.
As it got closer Isaac was able to take in its form in greater detail.
While the body of the hound was clearly discernible, even the muscles in the leg and eyes, there almost seemed to be a second coat of light that surrounded the body that flickered like fire.
Large fangs came to rest outside of its jaw and its eyes shone with a brighter light than the one surrounding it.
"Oh... no way..." Isaac said quietly as the Patronus walked up onto the stone bank in front of him, it's paws not making a sound.
The hound bowed it's head to Isaac and as he stretched out a hand to pet it's head it faded away.
Isaac let out a small huff of breath that he hadn't realised he had been holding and dropped his outstretched arm.
"Isaac," Hermione asked, near breathless, "What did you do?"
Isaac gave a quick chuckle.
"Oh... I fucking hate time travel,"
He pulled Hermione back to the treeline.
"Ok, so, obviously it wasn't my dad that cast the Patronus," Isaac started explaining, "It was me, I saw me. I cast the Patronus to save us, but I thought at the time it was my dad but since it was me doing it in the future I knew that I could do it this time because I'd already done it,"
Hermione looked at him with a slightly agape mouth.
A nearby, and indignant, squawk told them that Buckbeak had found his way over and was annoyed at being left behind for a second time.
"That makes... my head hurts," she started rubbing at her temple.
"Yep," Isaac said with a half chuckle, "Getting there myself,"
They ended up waiting behind the bush until they saw Snape collect them, how he had known what was going on they didn't know but Isaac figured that he'd be able to get the answer out of him later.
"Alright, now that Snape's taken us to the Hospital wing... what time did we wake up?" he turned to Hermione but found that she hadn't set her watch back like she normally did and they had no way of telling how much time had passed already.
"Ok then," Isaac said, thinking of an idea, "I'll wait half an hour then go up, we should have woken up by then, and if Dumbledore is still talking then I'll circle around and wait a bit,"
"Ok," Hermione said and Isaac climbed up on Buckbeak's back.
"Think you can get to the West Tower?" he bent low to Buckbeak and before he had time to properly brace himself he was back in the air.
He held on to Buckbeak's neck as the two of them flew over the grounds towards the castle.
Isaac pointed out the West Tower and Buckbeak glided over before coming to a stop near the only window with a light.
Buckbeak huffed as Isaac carefully got to his feet, keeping one hand on Buckbeak's head to steady himself.
"... see what Mr Rogers and Miss Granger have to say, but I cannot make any promises, Sirius," Isaac could just hear Professor Dumbledore talking over the whump of air from Buckbeak's wings and through the stone and glass.
"But... the letter! James sent you a letter, he told you that Pettigrew was the Secret Keeper, not me,"
There was silence for a moment.
"I did not receive any letter, and, if I did, then I assure you, I would have brought it up in your defence,"
Isaac heard a door close and a latch shut.
Professor Dumbledore must be on his way down to the Hospital wing now.
He motioned for Buckbeak to move forward more so that he was just under the window.
He grabbed onto the window to steady himself.
He tugged on it, trying to get it to open.
It was starting to move, he tugged harder before debating whether or not he should just smash it and...
Isaac gave a yelp as the pane of glass came away.
He just managed to drop it and grab onto the window ledge to steady himself, a shattering far below echoed up.
"What the..."
Sirius' tangled hair appeared in the now empty window.
"Spanish Inquisition!" Isaac called over to him.
Sirius' face split into what was probably his first true smile in years as he climbed through the window and, hesitating for just a second, pushed himself away and onto the back of the Hippogriff.
He landed behind Isaac and Buckbeak gave another indignant squawk at the sudden increase in weight as he dropped a little before turning and flying back to where they had left Hermione.
She ran out onto the small stone bank as she saw them come down.
"You got him!"
Sirius slid off of Buckbeak's back and took a few steps back.
Buckbeak turned to look at him and he bowed as deep as he could manage.
Buckbeak ruffles the feathers of his neck before sinking down and letting Sirius approach again.
"I can't thank you enough," Sirius said, patting Buckbeak's neck to say thank you to the hippogriff.
"Eh, go on, try," Isaac said, kicking a stray stone onto the iced-over water.
Sirius let out a bark-like laugh and turned to face him.
"I don't think I'll ever be able to," he said with a shake of his head, "Thank you both, truly,"
He climbed back up onto Buckbeak's back.
He smiled widely at the two before Buckbeak shook his wings free and took off again, flying off into the night.
Isaac scoffed as he watched him go.
"Slightly overdramatic," he said to Hermione.
She sighed and looked over at the castle.
"Isaac! It's Macnair!" Hermione said as she clutched his arm.
Isaac looked over to the castle where a figure was running out onto the lawn, his shadow stretching out over the grounds.
Isaac narrowed his eyes at the man crossing the grounds as he felt Hermione grab his arm and start pulling him along the edge of the lake.
The two of them ran back to the castle, taking the steps on the front three at a time.
When they reached the Hospital Wing they could just see through the crack in the doors.
Professor Dumbledore was talking to the both of them.
They waited until he had finished and they watched through the door as Hermione pulled a fine gold chain out from around her neck and bring Isaac into the loop.
Once they had disappeared they walked through the doors and met Professor Dumbledore.
"We've done it," Hermione said.
Professor Dumbledore blinked at them.
"Done what?" he asked, raising an eyebrow and smiling faintly, "Goodnight,"
The two of them silently hurried back to their beds, kicked off their shoes, and climbed back in.
Madam Pomfrey was not in a good mood as she returned and the two of them took the chocolate they had been given without fuss.
Isaac was happily chewing on the latest lump when cries of outrage sounded through the castle.
"Honestly, they'll wake everyone up," Madam Pomfrey said stiffly as she broke off another small chunk to give the two of them.
The doors to the Hospital Wing shook as something hit against them before there was silence for a moment and the quiet click of the lock was heard.
Professor Dumbledore, Professor Snape, Minister Fudge, and Macnair walked into the room.
"You two did something!" Macnair accused.
"Did what?" Isaac asked, "We've both done lots of things in our lives, you'll have to be more specific,"
Macnair looked like he had been filled with boiling water.
"You two've done set him free!" he spat, "I saw the way you's were looking at me this evenin', and I'll bet you two were behind that beast gettin' loose as well!"
Isaac and Hermione shared a glance.
"Ok, now I'm lost, who are you?" Isaac asked.
Macnair somehow got more red in the face.
"You..." he took a step forward but was stopped by Professor Snape's arm holding him back by the shoulder.
"Sirius Black has escaped again," Professor Dumbledore said.
"Has he?" Isaac said, taking another bite of chocolate.
Macnair glared at him.
"Unless you are suggesting that two underage school students were able to evade Madam Pomfrey for long enough to free a man under lock and key in a tower on the opposite side of the castle, then I fail to see why we must have come here," Professor Snape said and Macnair wheeled around to glare at him.
"Madam Pomfrey," Professor Dumbledore said, "I locked the door when I left here, as Macnair demonstrated moments ago, have they been out of this room at all in the time since my last visit?"
"No, Professor," Madam Pomfrey said, glaring at the man with dirt under his nails who would dare try to threaten the students under her care, "They haven't even left their beds,"
Professor Dumbledore turned to face Macnair.
The man glared at everyone present, lingering on Isaac, before storming out of the room.
Minister Fudge had been standing to the side the entirety of this before excusing himself in a rather awkward fashion, muttering about how the entire thing had been an utter fiasco.
The two Professors bade Madam Pomfrey a good night and left her to deal with the two students under her care.
Isaac sighed as he let his head drop down onto the pillows.
This had been a fairly exhausting day and he was looking forward to relaxing during the last few days before going home.
He was looking forward to telling Ben about this one.
He gave another sigh as the lights went out, rolling over and getting comfy.
He was done for the year, no more excitement...
... or so he thought...
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The Mansion.
Toby was watching the video a few days after the event and Ben was still giggling to himself every time he heard or saw Toby mouth the word 'Infernus'.
Toby was too engrossed in the video to notice him get up and stick his hand in the t.v.
Nor did he notice Ben crawl in and disappear for a few minutes.
"School letter," he announced.
"Uh-huh," Toby nodded, his face lit up as the screen flared from the explosion.
Ben rolled his eyes and unfolded the letter.
His smirk changed to a frown.
"Erm... guys... we might have a problem..."
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End notes.
'grabs a tub of popcorn'
So, another chapter is done, and this one certainly was fun to do.
I hope that Toby's little demo was worth the wait and I do, sincerely, hope that you enjoyed this weeks chapter.
Anyway, I've got to go to bed before writing the next chapter, and I'm all done with College, WOOHOO!
And to add on that, I got a job! I'm now earning money and I'll be able to fully fund my snacking habits whenever I'm writing (I've got a big bag of Mint Imperials sitting next to me as I write the next chapter!)
So, I hope that you enjoyed, and I'll see you in the next one,
SteamGeek01.
Creepypastas in this fic.
Ticci Toby – Kastoway.
Masky / Hoodie / The Operator – Marble Hornets.
Eyeless Jack – Kiki H.
Laughing Jack – Snuffbomb.
Jeff the Killer – BanninK.
Ben Drowned – Jadusable.
Sally – Kiki H.
Slenderman – Victor Surge.
Smile dog – God knows.
Puppeteer – BleedingHeartworks.
Bloody Painter – Delucat.
Kagekao – GingaAkam.
Homicidal Liu – Vampirenote13.
Jason the ToyMaker – Krisantyl.
Jane the Killer – AngryDogDesigns.
Clockwork – Can't find the original creator. If you have any ideas on how to, then suggest them.
Candy Pop and Candy Cane – XXDirtyNightClownsXX.
Pianist – jill0mccloud.
The Pianist – This story didn't have a credit if anyone knows then please tell me so I can fix this.
Pokemon Dead Channel – star-byte. (BRVR's story)
If any of these are wrong then please notify me of this so I can fix them.
If you have a favourite Creepypasta that has not made an appearance then message me or leave their name in a review.