Disclaimer: I AM SICK AND TIRED OF CONSTANTLY BEING REMEMINDED OF MY FALIURE TO COME UP WITH MY OWN CHARACTERSwhich means that the ones in this story belong [for the most part] to the forth greatest writer in the world: Ms. J.K. Rowling.
Note: some weird things happen, I'm sure. Terrible spelling will happen, rest assured. Possible scene of er-embarssing mush-possibly, I once started out to write a romance and do you know what came out? [well the first time it was: I Own You] but the time I was going to talk about was "Now and Forever" see? The title? But then, well, things er-mutated on me, so to speak. So anyway, this is Voodoo Lady part three, as I promised [maybe a little late, you know I live in Vancouver Canada, that means a few things, one of which is this: time zones, we're waaaay behind. OKAY! ENOUGH YAMMERING. Enjoy.
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"So, er- have you guys learned anything about voodoo yet?" Bowlie asked, sitting down on the edge of Snape's desk.
Hermione put up her hand, Bowlie laughed, "oh cool! Yeah, talk, and what's your name? I'm awful with names but at least that way I can guess," Bowlie grinned and pointed to Hermione.
"Hermione, miss, and no, we haven't learned anything about voodoo," said Hermione.
'Kay, thanks, Herm. Okay, I think we have a good while before class let's out, and I also happen to that Se-prrrrrofessor Snape is going to be a while- the minister of magic is having one hell of a time trying to find someone who'll talk to him about voodookay so, we'll start with the basics. Has anyone heard of a jumbi? "
Ron's hand shot up, Hermione, less confidently though, put up her hand, too.
"You-with excellent hair," Bowlie said pointing at Ron, her own red hair shimmering.
"Their sort of evil spiritsI think they take control of people? And they are very hard to control."
"Pretty close. Although, you'd need an incredibly powerful jumbi to take total control of of a humanmostly they either take a part of your body, like a foor or arm, or they use animals. However, in the rare case that a human is being controled, it is a slow, slow processoften they're aren't any signs for ages, then it's BAM! Absolute chaos for everyone close to the individual. So, can anyone tell me how you can get rid of a jumbi?"
again, Ron's hand shot up, however, Hermione didn't budge.
"Wow, voodoo lord are you? I'm inpressed, give it a shot," Bowlie said, nodding at Ron.
"You have to get something from the person, hair, toenails, then you build a little sort of doll and stick pins in it."
"Very good. Although, if the jumbi is merely resting in the body, not controling it, you have to apply herbs and that sort of thing," Bowlie turned it around wrote those points on the board, "please take notes on this," Bowlie walked around the dungon. "Creepy place isn't it?" Harry heard her mutter to Neville.
"Um, yeah, it is," Neville said, sounding nervous, though for once not scared.
The door opened.
"My god! Why on earth would anyone elect that fu-" Snape seemed to suddenly remember about he rest of the class, "uh-ummmm-Fudge," Snape was looking quite harrassed, and when door behind him slammed, Snape jumped, slightly.
"Can you imagine what he'd be like if you made him wait?" Bowlie asked, grinning ear to ear.
"Nooo-oh, I don't wanna-AHEM," Snape said apparently decided to at least attempt to act like he usually did, "I don't I really want to entertain the idea, Am-Bowlie." Hermione's hand was clamped over her mouth and her eyes were watering with restrained laughter.
"Okay, probably a good idea, I was just talking about jumbi's with your studentsthat boy-yeah him, with the red hairgive him some points-he knew lot's about them." Snape stared at Bowlie for a second.
"Fine, Weasley, three points to Gryffindor."
Hermione burst out laughing.
'Give her some too, I like a sense of humor,"
Was Harry imagining it or had he just seen the ghost of the smile creep across Snape's face again?
"miss Granger, a point to Gryffindor for having a sense of humor," Snape checked his watch.
"Kay, class is over, I want a-er- essay on who you would like to use voodoo on and why" Harry couldn't believe Snape had just said that. Niether could anybody else from the looks on their faces.
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" AND-YOU- ARE- A -STUBBRON- OLD-MAN!" Harry heard Bowlie shouting at Dumbledore one afternoon. Three days, Bowlie had been at Hogwarts for three days and it seemed that Bowlie and Dumbledore had been debating secretly since the moment she arrived. Except now, they were no longer making an attempt to hide their disagreement.
"Fine, I may be a stubborn old man, it doesn't bother me one bit, and so, I stubbornly say "No". Dumbledore replied.
"But what could you loose? Think about itVoldermort, who is netorious for hating you, would rather show up begging like coward then face her alone! What does that say? Do you know how many people have died? ALMOST FORTY PEOPLE! ALBUS! For someone so obsessed about human decencey, I daresay you've got a couple of holes in your creadibility right now." Bowlie shot Dumbledore a look of pure venomBowlie hated murder more then anything else.
"You don't think it bothers me? Ha! I can't sleep anymore!"
"GOOD!" Bowlie interuppted.
"Would you listen? I'm not about to befriend someone like Voldermort, he has killed so many morehe is the-"
"Very inbodyment of evil it's self, it would tarnish your squeeky clean reputation; You, Albus Dumbledore, headmaster, Mr. respectable citizen himselfmaking an allience with Voldermort, mass murder and universal evil guy that wouldn't look very good for you, so screw the fact that he's also your best alli," said Bowlie evenly.
"Harry!" Dumbledore said suddenly, beckoning for Harry to come over. Swallowing Harry walked over.
"Yes, Sir?"
"Tell me, Harry, would you like me to invite Voldermort to come over for a spot of tea today? Would you like me to put Hogwarts on the line by opening it up to Voldermort and all his Deatheaters?"
Harry stared at Dumbledore, until now, all of Bowlie's arguments had sounded perfectly logical. Now, Harry could think of no better word then the one he voiced.
"No. Sir, I would not like you to do thatalthough I'm sure Draco would like that, he'd get to see his father more."
Dumbledore shot Bowlie a trimphent look.
"Well, fine, you wanted my adviceI gave it to youyou didn't want it, is there anything else I can do for you?"
"Absolutely nothing, you should go, Amma Guja!" Dumbledore and Bowie stared at Harry.
"Pardon me?" Bowlie said, looking at Harry very hard, "what did you just say?"
"Hunh? Me? I didn't say anything!" Harry replied, very confusedhe hadn't said anything to Bowlie-had he?
"Harryyou just-" Suddenly a dawning look crossed her face, "never mindI have to go!" She said, consulting her metal watch at bolting down a corridor.
"Harry, are you feeling alright?" asked Dumbledore, looking concerned.
"Fine, thank-you, Sir," said Harry, still totally confused.
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"Harry, we really shouldn't go in there," Hermione said.
"Well, can you think of any better place to go?"
"How 'bout the Lib-"
"Yeah, right, and get caught by Snape who's just been informed by Malfoy, who's just been spying on us-right!" Harry snorted.
"Fine, in we go," Hermione started along the path.
"Okay, look, here it is: I started having these weird dreams-I mean really freakyI can't really remember them too well, but from I do rememberthey are definitly scary."
"Alright, and there's a problem with this because?"
"Because, I got the first one when the murders startedalso, I woke up once with all this gunk all over my facethat was weird, but I tried not sleeping, y'know, to see it was linked at allnothing changed."
"Well, Harry, what if it was like last yearwith that dreaming about Voldermort rising and then it actually happeningit your scar hurt?"
"No, but that's because it's only when I'm feeling intense hate or something, and I don't what to make of this so far so."
Harry heard sounds from slightly off the path.
"What's that?" Hermione whispered.
"I don't knowget out your wand," Harry whispered back, pulling out his wand.
Harry and Hermione crept along, as silently as possible, waiting for even the slightest noise to guide them in the right direction.
"Sssshhh, don't make the slightest noiseI think someone else is out here too!" Whispered a voice a little a head of Harry and Hermione.
Harry smiled inwardly, probably some seventh years making out.
Suddenly he tripped over something that definitly wasn't out of the forest.
"OUCH!" Someone yelled, Harry fell a few feet and bashed into something else, or rathersomeone else, this person jumped up immediately and didn't say a thing, Harry sat up, the ground slopped sharply here and Harry felt his perception of space shifted crazily. Completely disorentated, Harry looked straight a head and saw Bowlie's head hallowed in a stream of moonlight.
"BOWLIE!" Harry hadn't figured Bowlie would be out hereshe seemed much more a city person.
"HARRY!" Hermione called.
"HARRY?" said another unpleasantly familiar voice that Harry couldn't quite place in the darkness.
"HEY! STOP IT!" came Bowlie's voice again.
"Sorry," came Hermione's voice, softer this time.
"HEY! I'M OVER HERE HERMIONE!" Harry called.
"miss Granger?" said the familiar voice again, this time Harry heard a slight note of ammusment in their voicethen Harry realized who it was-
"PROFESSOR SNAPE!"
"Er"
Not a twig moved in the forest, not a breath of wind stirred, not a single sound was made.
"Well? What about you two, HUH?" Snape demanded indignintly, appearing out of the shadows and then immeadiatly turning around again to zip his fly.
"AAAAAKKKK!" Hermione cried and flopped to the ground in a heap of laughter.
"Oh shut up, I cringe to think of what you were doing," he retorted.
"We were talking," Harry said truthfully.
"Sure, riiiiight," Bowlie said sarcasticly.
"Well it's true! Harry didn't even think of me as a girl until last year!" Hermione protested.
"That's actually trueanyway, what about you two?" Harry shot back.
"We're adults, we can do whatever we want- Er, within measure, or course," said Bowlie.
"I thought Dumbledore told you not to "do anything", Harry said slyly.
"What! How da! -diooohhh, you were evesdroping on me, eh Potter?" Snape said softly.
"So, that's nothing, you two were having sex," Said Hermione, amid gales of laughter.
"Can it, you were both out here, out of bounds!" Snape snarled, but Harry had the feeling he was really quite worried.
"How about this; none of us were ever here. I'm in my room reading, Severus is marking papers and you two are either sleeping or doing something else that doesn't pin your absences tonight," Bowlie said suddenly.
Harry's first reaction was to say 'YES! YES!' but another part of him remembered that Bowlie was one of those people who had very few morals, after all, she had no qualms about joining up with Voldermort, yet, that was only to stop more people from dying, so.
"Harry! Heeeeeello! What's the deal?" Bowlie snapped.
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Alright, waaaaaay too long, I know, sorry, but something really really REALLY cool is gonna happen in the next part!!! [er, if there is a last part, I'm pretty sick of this already]