A/N: Hello. Third part, a lot longer than the first and second parts
(Nearly double, I think!). My fingers ran away with it, so did my mind.
Something to do with a fever, I think. (Yes, fever, sore throat, chickenpox)
Staying home for the next week or so would make some impact on how much I
write. Go on, read it. It's a little disjointed in parts, but otherwise okay.
Harry Potter and the Order
of the Phoenix
Part Three
Snape clapped his hands, and immediately the fifth-year Gryffindors and
Slytherins were out of the dungeon, and into something that could only be
described as a wormhole. The students were thrown around a bit in the
transportation, but when they got to where they were going, they all found they
were sitting in seats, robes gone-they were wearing Muggle clothing now, and
hair properly dressed. Snape smiled evilly. "You will all stay in your seats
until I tell you to get up." A stupid Slytherin got up and started to protest,
but was immediately silenced with a bullet from the gun Snape was suddenly
holding. Then, for effect, he shot Neville. Not in the head, or the heart, mind
you, but in the kneecaps.
"Always wanted to do that." Snape said malevolently, "Anyone who
disobeys my orders will get it." He laughed mirthlessly.
Hermione gasped at the carnage, and sneaked her wand out of her pocket.
She then quietly proceeded to fix Neville's kneecaps. Snape turned around,
looking for the person who had used magic. His eyes fixed on Hermione.
"We are in a Muggle environment now, Miss Granger. I sincerely hope you
will not do that again." Snape said softly.
"I'm not afraid of dying!" Hermione threw back.
"Ah, but your fate will be worse than death." Snape leered lecherously.
Harry was beginning to think that this wasn't Snape. "Don't rise to his
taunts, Hermione and Ron, even if he does insult you. I don't want anything to
happen to you people." Harry poked them in the sides just to make sure they
were paying attention. They weren't. Ron and Hermione were listening intently
to Snape, who was saying something about their location, so Harry decided it
wouldn't be a bad idea to do so too.
"…place called Australia. It is located in the southern hemisphere. It
was originally a British colony, but became a separate country in 1901. At the
moment we are travelling on a train. It will take us to our destination. You
will have to walk a short distance after we get off. You will comply." Snape
finished.
Harry swore quietly. He had completely missed the reason why they were
there. He asked Ron about it, and Ron just said that Snape didn't say.
The train pulled in at a station called Mont Albert. Snape got them all
to line up at the doors, so they would all get out in an orderly fashion. The
Gryffindors and Slytherins all got out, and Snape led them down the ramp into a
tunnel, and back up a slope, to get them out of the station. He stopped at the
payphone, and rang someone. Harry was standing close to Snape, and caught snatches
of his conversation. "Got them here…be at your house in 10…no trouble…" was all
he could make out. No trouble! Harry thought indignantly, He killed a
Slytherin and maimed Neville! But Harry kept quiet, and they all followed
Snape docilely along the tree canopied streets to a house.
The house was pretty run down, but the electricity and water were still
on, so it was a comfortable place to live in. Harry could see signs of life
there-toys, food in the fridge, and model boats in the window. Judging from the
school bags, there were three children already living in the house-and they
were all pretty young too. It smelt like one of them was still in nappies.
Snape wrinkled his nose at the stench, and led them all into what looked like
the living room.
"Now, children, I will not hide anything from you. You are in the
suburb of Mont Albert, in Victoria, Australia. The address of this house is 13
Black Street. You will be living here for the next few weeks, while we get
everything in order. There are tents set up in the backyard for the Slytherins
and Gryffindors. Potter, and Malfoy will be sleeping in the attic with my
children." Seeing their disbelief, he continued. "Yes, I have three
children-Jodi, Cheryl and Darren." He paused. "Oh yes, and before I forget, I
will just have to alter something." He waved his wand and muttered something.
The Gryffindors and Slytherins gasped. They were shrinking. Growing smaller.
Becoming real children again.
Harry groaned. "Great. Not only am I back where I started, I'm also 7
years younger." Hermione nodded in agreement with the second part of his
statement. "At least we still have our 15 year old brains." She said, trying to
comfort Ron who was now "Shorter than Pig!" according to him.
"Yeah, well with 8 year-old bodies, our lecherous 15 year-old minds
can't do much, can they?" Ron said morbidly.
"Ron! I'm blushing to the roots of my hair!" Hermione said jokingly.
Harry stared at them suspiciously. Something wasn't right with them
either. Either they had gotten a lot closer over the past few months he had
been away, or they too were impostors. Harry shrugged. He wasn't going to start
doubting his friends now, when Snape had kidnapped all of them and was keeping
them prisoner in an old house.
Snape looked at his work. "Beautiful. Just beautiful." He said to
himself. He had used a newly formulated curse on them all to reverse their
bodies' growth so that they were younger. The only problem was that it didn't
work on their brains as well. He decided to make another announcement. "Well
children, you really are children now, aren't you? By the way, I'm not
Professor Snape. My name is Malcolm. I would be pleased if you would call me
that." Malcolm said.
Ron's jaw nearly touched the floor. "Not Snape…really some guy named
Malcolm." Was all he said before collapsing in a heap. Hermione immediately ran
to his help.
Harry left them, and went around asking questions of the rest of the
kidnapped people.
Malcolm sat down at his kitchen table. It was only way to get both
Potter and Malfoy, he thought, I'll have to get rid of the rest of them
somehow. His face brightened a little. Yes, I'll turn them back into
their normal selves and send them back to Hogwarts. So Malcolm began to
make a plan.
It was getting late. Harry was tired. Malcolm's kids had come home
about five hours ago, after school. Jodi and Cheryl went to the local primary
school, Surrey Hills Primary School. They were almost about to change schools
last year, but their mother, Annie, had decided against it. The colours of that
school had just recently changed from light blue and dark blue to red and
green, at the whim of some mother who liked red and green better.
Harry was supposed to go to that school the next day, as was Hermione,
Ron, and much to Harry's consternation, Draco. Strangely enough, Slytherin and
Gryffindor were the two houses whose fifth-year class had to be kidnapped. Perhaps
Malcolm thought we'd feel more at home in the colours of our houses. Harry
smiled. If that mother hadn't gotten the school colours changed, then Malcolm
would have just had to take the Slytherins. But no, Harry frowned, He
wants me. And Malfoy. For what purpose, though? He thought to himself.
He climbed the stairs to the attic. It was a long way up. He heard
footfalls behind him. Harry spun around, thinking it would be Malcolm.
"Hello Potter. Suppose it would be too much trouble to ask you to shove
over." Draco remarked casually.
"Not at all." Harry replied coldly, "Be my guest." And he moved aside,
waiting for Draco to walk past.
"Many thanks." Draco said, and brushed past him.
Harry thought a bit. It's a little odd
that Malcolm would be trusting enough to let us sleep in the same room as his
daughters-after all, we are adolescent boys. Harry smiled wryly.
Jodi was rather cute, and so was Cheryl. But he had no thoughts of that kind
about either of them. All he could think about is that he, Harry Potter, would
be sleeping in the same room as Draco Malfoy, in the house of what appeared to
be a madman.
A/N: Not really a cliffhanger like last
time. Hope you liked. If you did, review. If you still do like it, review. If
you don't like it and never will, flame. More stuff coming from me any moment
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