Disclaimer: I own Chris, Raulings, Sean, and anything else that isn't in the books. J. K. Rowling owns all of the Harry Potter characters and Terry Goodkind owns Richard, Kahlan, and Zed.
Harry Potter and the Green Flame Torch: Chapter Nine
Gorgeously Green
Harry skidded into Fred and George's room. Ron was right behind him.
Fred and George were both sleeping. Harry and Ron just looked at each other.
Harry turned on his heel and started to walk out of the room when he felt Ron's hand on his shoulder.
Ron's voice was so quiet that it was barely audible, "Listen."
Harry could hear a small voice slowly growing louder. He couldn't make out what it was saying but he could tell by the way that Fred and George were continually tossing and turning in their beds that they didn't want that voice to be heard.
"Excuse me! I would like to know why you to have suddenly shrunken me? This is very uncomfortable Fred! You're gonna squish me! Stop moving! George help me! He's suffocating me."
The little voice wasn't so little any more.
"By the way you're screaming it doesn't sound like it." Ron said to the little voice.
All of them started laughing.
Fred got up and so did George. They were now acting solemn, which was extremely unusual for Fred and George.
Fred opened his hand and inside it was a girl that was very small. She looked extremely mad.
"Frederick Weasley! I am going tell your mother if you don't get me back to my regular size this minute."
All the Weasley children, Harry and Hermione were allowed to use magic over the summer because they were protecting Harry and themselves. They were all main targets.
"Engorgio!" said George.
The girl in Fred's hand started growing. In a few seconds Fred was carrying her.
"Put me down you lunkhead! I have had enough mischief for tonight."
Fred put her gently onto the ground. She was trying to stand shakily on her legs. They gave out and she landed with a thunk on the floor.
"Are you alright?" George asked her.
The girl didn't answer him.
"Chris?"
She was breathing heavily now. Tears had started to form in her eyes.
"Chris what's wrong?"
"He's coming."
"Come on Fred. We gotta hide her. You know what they'll do to her if they find her!"
Fred and George hurried around the room trying to find a place to hide her. Harry and Ron were looking around very bewildered.
Who is coming and what do they want with Chris? They thought.
At that moment the doorbell rang.
Fred and George practically went into hysterics.
Harry and Ron went down stairs to see who was there.
"Who would be ringing the doorbell at this time of night?" Ron asked Harry.
"I don't know but it sure looks fishy to me."
"Fishy?"
"It's a muggle thing."
When they reached the bottom there were a whole bunch of people gathered by the door.
Harry and Ron were soon joined by Hermione and Ginny.
Hermione rubbed her eyes sleepily. "What is going on?"
"Well there was a girl in the attic and now the twins are going nuts because the doorbell rang. I have no idea who it is but it can't be good."
Harry was right. It wasn't good. Draco and Lucius Malfoy were on their doorstep.
Molly Weasley looked very flustered in her nightgown. Her hair was sticking out in odd places and she had no shoes on.
She wanted her frying pan to whack these two idiots into next Tuesday.
Lucius barged past her and started towards the stairs. He was blocked by none other than Harry Potter and his friends. Two of them were Weasleys, judging by their flaming red hair.
At that moment the two old twins came down the stairs with a red headed girl.
Is that her? He thought. She looked up at him with blue eyes. Gosh dang it. Where did she go? She can't have disappeared. I'll have to look somewhere else.
"Come Draco, we're leaving."
He strode across the room with Draco sneering behind him.
No really breathed until they heard the Malfoy's enchanted carriage leave.
"Get these things out of my eyes! They hurt like hell!" Chris screamed at Fred and George.
They had put contacts in her eyes to make them look blue.
It was a very ingenious plan on the twins part, but Chris did not seem so happy about it.
After they had gotten the contacts out of her eyes, Chris was sitting on the floor shaking violently.
"It's ok Chris, they're gone." Fred was trying to comfort her.
"No it is not 'ok' Fred. They are going to find me sooner or later. I can't hide from them forever. Besides, I'll see Malfoy at Hogwarts."
"How did you know that Malfoy went to Hogwarts?" Harry asked, not being able to hold it back.
"I just knew." Was Chris's simple answer. "I really need to get some sleep. I can explain the rest better when I am not so tired."
Ginny could see that Chris didn't want to go back up to the attic.
"You can sleep with Hermione and I, we have plenty of room in there."
Hermione nodded her head in agreement.
Chris mumbled a small, "thanks" and headed up the stairs with Hermione and Ginny.
The next morning Chris woke up to see that the girls she had come to know as Hermione and Ginny were still asleep.
She hot up and gingerly walked to where Ginny was sleeping. She nudged Ginny to wake her up.
Ginny groggily opened her eyes.
"Can I take a shower?"
"Sure"
"Err, where is it?"
"Go out the door and turn to your left. It is the second door on the right. You can use whatever shampoo and other stuff that's in there."
"Thanks"
Chris walked out the door and found the bathroom. Chris took a nice long shower. She hadn't taken one in months. She had felt really disgusting.
She dried her hair and walked back to the girls' room. Ginny and Hermione weren't in there but there were some clothes on the bed and a note that told her to go down to breakfast.
Chris quickly got dressed and went down stairs.
Harry heard the clunk of feet coming down the stairs. He looked up. So did Ron, Fred and George. The girl that they had seen last night looked nothing like the one that had just come down.
She was absolutely gorgeous.
Hermione was staring at the boys who were all staring open mouthed at Chris.
George's food slipped from his mouth back onto the plate. Hermione couldn't help herself. She burst out laughing. So did Mrs. Weasley, Ginny, and Chris.
Chris seated herself in between George and Ron. Which was not a very smart thing to do. Ron and George kept fighting over who would serve her, who would pass her the salt, etc. etc. etc.
Chris was getting rather annoyed at both of them.
She didn't know why they were treating her like this. She had never been treated like this at Rauling's.
"Why is everyone staring at me?"
All the boys immediately diverted their eyes to the floor. No one said anything, until Ginny piped up.
"Isn't it obvious? They think that you are the singularly most beautiful creature in the entire world. Are you part veela? The last time that I saw Ron look at anyone like that was Fleur. I…"
Ginny was about to go on but she stopped because a biscuit hit her in the head.
"Who threw that?"
All the boys looked sheepishly at each other.
"I did."
Every one looked at Chris.
"What? George told me to."
Mrs. Weasley got up, grabbed George by the ear and dragged him in to the living room.
"I swear I didn't tell her to Mum. I swear on Weasley's Wizard Wheezes!'
"What do you mean about Weasley's Wizard Wheezes? Did I not say that you and Fred were not to make any more of that stuff. Fred! Get in here! I want to talk to you."
Fred got up from the table with a sheepish look in his eyes. He walked into the living room.
Chris looked up from her stack of pancakes.
"Well, that's what they deserve for the contacts."
Every one stared at her in amazement. No one ever got Fred and George without extremely meticulous and careful planning. She had done it on the spur of the moment.
"I am going to try to find my stuff. Anyone want to come with me?"
No one answered. They all just had their mouths hanging open.
AN: Thank you for reading and sorry about this short Author's Note.
Thanx -Chris Lillith