Magical……Who? My Life After
Part 8
By: TheMischiefMakers
A/N/Disclaimer: Well, here's Lockhart again. Just see what happens now. Enjoy. J. K Rowling owns all the characters.
~Chapter 76~
Did I tell you that Dudley's back…? Well he is. He's sitting in his spot right now soaking up the sun. That's what Dudley said he missed most while he was gone… his spot in at the window with the sun streaming over him. He won't tell me where he went when he disappeared. It's irritating to me that he won't tell me anything but what can I do. I'll just have to wait for him to be ready to tell me what happened. Petunia and Lily are still glowering at each other from opposite ends of the room. I guess I shouldn't have tried to set them next to each other because when I did, they began to grapple with one another and Lily fell to the floor, breaking her pot. She's been repotted and now I know they hate each other. Vernon says that he likes Petunia better then Lily anyway because Lily is "too pretty to be real". I wonder what he means…Hey Vernon what do you mean by… Oopps …I'm going of topic again. I'm really, really sorry and I'll try not to do so in the future.
Anyway, Dudley is back and is acting normal again. Thank goodness. No more maniacal laughter, no more secretiveness, no more talking in his sleep about…Anyway, he's just plain old Dudley again. My good friend is back and I am so glad of it. I just wish that Petunia and Lily would stop glaring at each other and try to get along, or that something exciting would happen here. There has been no excitement since that Muggle scare of several days ago and I'm getting soooo bored. Hey maybe that Fake Lord Voldemort the Great will come back in through my window. I hope he does because I'll be ready for him. You hear me… Lord Voldemort is ready for you…I am the true Lord Voldemort and you are just a fake!!!!!
~Chapter 77~
Well, things are still Boring…with a capitol B…and I'm sure everyone else is getting bored to. I know! I'll tell you the story about the…the…oh drat! I can't remember things that only happened a few days ago. Is my memory getting worse? Well, it hasn't improved I can tell you that much. I just wish I could remember my great adventure that I just had, it was something truly worthy of being written about. The stuff of which books are made. And stupid me can't remember it…Dudley that was rude to say…I thought we were friends again…Vernon stop laughing…Grrrr. Maybe if I banged my head on my desk I would remember…
~Chapter 77? Or is it 99? What comes after 77?~
Well, hitting my head didn't work, it merely gave me a terrible headache and I think it made my memory problem worse. Does anyone know what comes after 77? Is it 99 or is it 39…AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! I said that number…the…The Bad Number. Terrible things are going to start to happen. Just you wait, you'll see…What Dudley…? I am not stupidstitious. That number is Bad Luck…You can laugh all you want but just wait and see what happens…What Vernon…? Bring it on…?! Vernon, don't challenge The Bad Luck…it's well Bad Luck and Bad Luck can make your life miserable.
~Chapter 79?~
I think 79 is right, of course I can't write very well while hiding under my blankets on my bed. I'm going to stay under cover until The Bad Luck passes by. I can't believe I said that number. Dudley says I'm being stupid and childish, but he wasn't there the first time I uttered that number. It was pure Bedlam…don't laugh Dudley…you either Vernon…You either Petunia and Lily…not that Muggle plants laugh or anything. I'm sure it was pure Bedlam when I uttered that number the last time…of course I don't remember what happened, but that doesn't matter. I just know it was bad. I've got a gut feeling about this all. It will be terrible when The Bad Luck finds me…maybe hidden under here it won't see me. Out of sight out of mind you know. Wait! Does that saying apply to The Bad Luck, I mean, as far as I can tell The Bad Luck doesn't have a mind…oh dear. This is going to be the worst Bad Luck ever!
~Chapter 80~
Well, I'm still under cover. Dudley and Vernon are still laughing at me. If Lily and Petunia were non-Muggle plants I bet they'd be laughing too. However, for all their laughing, I've not experienced any of The Bad Luck while hidden. Perhaps, The Bad Luck does have a mind. Interesting idea. Perhaps, I've out smarted The Bad Luck in some way. Maybe, the blankets are magic or something. Maybe, I've become invisible or something. Wouldn't that be great to have something like a blanket…no better yet a cloak that would make you invisible. After all one would look stupid running around in a blanket …Dudley quit laughing…wait since you're in such a good mood would you like to tell me who Plant-napped you a while ago…? What do you mean if I thought about it I'd figure it out? Don't start getting cryptic with me again. I can't stand it…ha-ha-ha Vernon, yes I know I'm sitting not standing…Plants!!!
~Chapter 81~
Well, I've been hidden for three days now. I've heard that three is The Lucky Number, so perhaps is counter acts the effects of The Bad Luck. After tonight I'll come out from being under cover and get on with my life…such as it is. Perhaps, by tomorrow I will be able to boast about being the only person alive who has out smarted The Bad Luck. I mean there can't be many people who can lay claim to that.
I also seem to be remembering a little too; well at least my numbers are coming back to me…they are too Dudley and I'll prove it. 1, 2, 3, 6, 8, 99, 34, 55, 2, 1, 44, 56…What are you laughing at Dudley?!
Well, it's been interesting writing while under cover but I think I'll wait until tomorrow, so I can write properly at my desk, to finish telling you this story…That wasn't very nice Dudley…If I remember the story. I remember loads of things. Just loads.
~Chapter 82~
Well, The Bad Luck has gone…Hurray!!!! And I'm no longer forced to be under cover anymore. I can write properly now, sitting upright, flat surface, ink not tipping over. I just hope the old man with the moon-shaped glasses doesn't get angry about the ink stains on the blankets. I'm glad to be out, it was really cramped under cover. Unfortunately, I've forgotten my great story I was going to tell you. I wish I could remember it. Well, maybe someday I'll be able to tell you all about it. Perhaps, it will come back to me, just like the numbers did…What Dudley…? It's 39 that's…AHHHHHH!!!! I said it…I said it again!!! Dudley, that was a very evil thing to make me say that number…The Bad Luck…
~Chapter 83~
Well, The Bad Luck finally caught up with me and I'm forced to go under cover again and it's all Dudley's fault. That was a terrible trick to play on me Dudley…fine, don't answer. Anyway, right after I uttered That Number I slipped on a banana peel. Problem is I just don't seem to remember anyone having bananas in my room. I know I didn't. I hate bananas. When I eat them I break out into this rash that covers my entire body and it's really disgusting plus it really itches a lot…I mean a lot. Anyway, I slipped on this banana peel and fell forward towards the window. I thought for a moment I was going to go out the window which would've been fun because then I would be able to go to That Place…you know the place where that Fake Lord Voldemort went when he fell out the window. But, alas I didn't. I just missed falling out the window by a few inches but my arm didn't. My arm went right threw the window, shattering it completely, the window not my arm which is fine now because the old man with moon-shaped glasses had some lady fix it for me and now it's as good as new. So now Vernon is screaming his head off again because the window is broken again. Lucky, for Dudley that he wasn't in the window at the time or he would be a goner. Perhaps, that Fake Lord Voldemort will come again since he missed the last broken window. I really hope he comes I'm bored and I need some excitement. Of course, I'm not sure he'll notice me hidden under here in the dark. Oh well, guess I'll find out later if he comes or not in the mean time I'm just going to wait out The Bad Luck again, but this time I'll wait before I write anymore there are way too many ink stains on the blankets.
~Chapter 84~
Well, I've come out from being under cover. You know, even in the daytime it's really dark under cover and at night it's just plain spooky. And speaking of spooky I have a spooky tale to tell you it happened on the second night of being under cover.
I was sitting there minding my own business when I heard this curious sound. Actually, it wasn't curious at all it sounded just like footsteps. I wondered if it was that Fake Lord Voldemort but I'm sure it wasn't because they were coming from outside my room not inside and if it was that Fake Lord Voldemort he would come in by the window like always so this was defiantly not him. Anyway, these footsteps stopped right outside my door and then I heard voices…shut-up Dudley I'm not going insane I did hear voices right outside my room. Then the door opened slightly and the footsteps entered. I was brave enough to look out from beneath my shelter and guess what I saw. Nothing. There was no one there but there was footsteps and hushed whispers...I'm not going crazy Dudley there were voices…Strange, huh? Well, it gets stranger. Well, I watched and continued to see nothing but I heard people in my room. It's a scary thing not to be able to see people that you know are there. I think it was two people but there may have been more because I never saw them. I thought maybe they were ghosts or something but I don't believe in ghosts.
Then it came to me I was going to catch the plant nappers or maybe the serial plant killer or perhaps even the person who is turning people into plants in action and for a brief moment I thought I was going to be the next target. I quickly thought what kind of plant would I like most to be. Maybe, if I thought of a plant I liked, I would become that plant when they attacked me. But, to my amazement they didn't go anywhere near Dudley, Vernon, Petunia or Lily and they came nowhere near the bed. I continued to watch the people that weren't there for a whole hour before their footfalls went back towards the door and it opened and they left the room. I heard them laughing outside and running off.
I was too afraid to leave my bed at the time to see what was different and I still haven't even though The Bad Luck has passed. I wonder what those people who were there but weren't there were doing in my room. I can see a strange thing sitting on my desk and I don't know what it is.
More to come and soon…..