Chapter Three: The Letter From No One
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"Witches?!?" Val screeched. The man tightened his grip on our arms. "Yes! They were speaking of curses." He said smirking. Val looked at him like he was crazy. She looked back at me. I shrugged. His nails were digging in to my skin. Val's hunter eyes were watery. I know why. He had long nails. They hurt.
The cashier looked at us and reached for the phone. All the sudden two guys burst in. "Nail." Val said quietly.
"Harry?" I asked confused.
"Oh, what's the problem?" Harry asked. The man looked up at Harry. "They're witches." The man said meanly. He tightened his grip more on Val and I. She let out a small squeak from the pain. I bit my lip. Tears were running down my face. Nail smiled.
"Val, Ba-by! Mione, Sweetie!" Nail said imitating a movie director's voice. The man looked shocked. "Huh?" He asked shocked.
"They are my stars! Valery Black and Hermione Granger!" The man snapped his fingers and two men came up and grabbed they're arms. "Ow!" Harry wined. "Hey! Watch it!" Nail sneered.
The man took a book off the shelf. "Look! Witches! A book of witches!" He opened it up. And showed the cashier a pic of Val and I. The cashier shook his head. "That's all I need." He said as he dialed the police.
Val looked up at Nail. Her eyes full of fire. "Thanks, Ass!" She yelled. He looked at her and shrugged. "At least I helped."
"Yeah, and blondes are smart!" Harry said sarcastically. (A/N: Nothing against blondes! I am one!) Val looked at him angrily. He smirked. "No offence, Val." She rolled her eyes.
I got and idea. "Val you and Nail know tai-kwan-doe…right?" She smiled. "Yeah." Nail smirked. "On the count of three, Baby." She smiled. "One." She mouthed.
"Two." He whispered.
"THREE!" They yelled. Val kicked the man in…. uh…. you don't want to know. Nail pushed Harry away and did a good beating on the other guys. Val looked over her shoulder. "HARRY! GET HERMIONE!" She yelled.
I was about to pass out. I felt strong arms help me out to Nail's car. I don't know what happened inside the station, but in ten minutes Nail was running out Val not far behind. He stopped and grabbed her hand. Then they began to run faster to his car. She jumped in the backseat with me, smiling. I looked at her like she was crazy.
"What happened?" I asked. She shrugged.
"We won." Nail smirked and started the car. Those two were so weird. I could've died listening to Harry and Nail go on and on about Quidditch. I didn't know there were so many things in Quidditch to talk about. I actually felt sorry for Val. She had to put up with this for three and a half hours.
Finally, about two hours later we were at Sascha's. We had made another pit stop on the way here. I was now in the front seat with Harry, while Val was in the backseat with her head on Nail's shoulder, asleep. I didn't care whom I was by; I kept worrying about the man in the station. I shuddered to think why that nasty smirk looked so familiar.
I got out the car as Nail was sweetly waking Val up. Harry shut off the car and walked up to the house with me. I rang the doorbell. My heart was pounding. I hadn't seen my mother in maybe, four months. Sascha answered the door. I smiled and gave her the biggest hug ever! She smiled and hugged me back. She then went and gave Harry and Val a hug, and then one to her son, Nail.
"I'm so glad you all could come!" She leaned closer to me. "Especially you." She whispered. I smiled.
"Thanks, Sash!" I whispered back. We all walked into her mansion. It was decorated for Christmas. I loved it when it was. The house smelt like gingerbread and chocolate chip cookies. She defiantly hadn't cooked. She can't!
"Who cooked?" I asked. As I said that, the best present came walking out of the kitchen. "Charlie!" I squealed giving him a hug. I hadn't seen my dad in a whole year.
"Hey, Baby!" He said hugging me and kissing my forehead. I smiled once more. "Hey, Daddy." I looked back to Sascha.
"Where's Eli?" I asked referring to my little brother. She smiled. "He's decorating the ballroom with Clio." She said still smiling. I nodded. As I was walking off I heard Val give my mom the best suggestion ever.
"Sascha," She began as I walked away," you know you're always home? Why don't you learn to cook?" I laughed a little. Sascha laughed, too.
"Because I have a husband." Val laughed.
Of course, my mom was always good with getting back at people. I walked through the halls that led to the ballroom. They were garlanded with holly around the top. Icicle lights hung from the holly and lit the way. I remembered all the good times I had at this house. My life was faultless until I left. My life was the only one that wasn't so luxurious.
Harry was a famous Quidditch player, and Nail was also. Val was a well-known ballerina/dancer. She has been on tour with everyone from the muggle singer Britney Spears to the muggle group N'Sync. You see, there lives weren't terrible at all. Mine, I guess, wasn't all-bad.
I was a cosmetologist, and lived in a good-sized apartment. It did make me jealous, though that Harry was single, also and had a huge manor. It also made me envious, that Val and Nail had just bought a luxurious fourteen million dollar mansion. Okay, maybe I wasn't, you know, leading a totally dreadful life, but compared to the other three I was. As I walked into the ballroom, I told myself that I was lucky enough to be me and to quit dwelling on the problem. If it was even a problem, which I don't think you'd describe it as one.
Eli looked up from a box that he was going through. He and Clio had garland and glitter from the ornaments. Clio smiled her angelic smile, brushed a strand of her golden-blonde hair out of her eyes, and hugged me. Eli brushed some silver garland out of his hair and smiled. He had the same little boy smile, I remembered.
Clio was so lucky. Every single guy had a crush on her. She had shoulder length blonde hair, blue eyes, and tan skin. She was also tall for a girl. She was 5'7. Eli was the same. Every girl goggled over the brown haired, blue eyed, tan boy who stood at the height of 6'5.
"How have you been?" I asked them smiling. Clio walked back over to the ornament box and started with the garland. That girl was all work and no play, I swear!
"Good. Good. You met any guys?" Clio asked. I shook my head and walked over with Eli and started to help them decorate. 'Poor them,' I thought looking around the ballroom at it's size, 'they expected to do all of this by eight tonight?' I looked at my watch. 7:55pm. 'I guess not.'
"Mione, could you go over there and get me that box?" Eli asked sweetly. I nodded.
"Anything for my little brother." I said smiling. I walked over towards the window. As I did I looked around. They weren't even halfway done with the decorating. They were working hard, though. I found the box that Eli wanted and picked it up. As I did, I looked out the window. A shadow dart past.
'It's Dobber, England,' I told myself bravely, knowing I was scared, 'it could be anyone.' Yeah, right! In Sascha's back yard?
"Mione!" I heard someone call my name. It was Nail. I quickly sat the box by Eli. "Thanks." He said as I left. I quickly walked down the hall. It looked gloomier than it did a minute ago. I walked faster. Then Bam! I hit someone.
When I opened my eyes and looked up I saw Harry. "Hey," he said friendly and helping me up, "are you okay?" He asked. I nodded and took his hand as he helped me up. "Thanks." There was a little silence.
"Umm, I gotta go." I said quickly. AS I was walking away he stopped me.
"Hermione?" I stopped.
"Yeah?"
"Um, I'm sorry." I smiled. Was he apologizing for breaking up with me? 'I think so!' I thought.
I turned around to face him. "Harry James Potter," I began, "It's okay." I finished. He smirked and gave me a kiss on the cheek, before leaving. I sighed and began to walk back. I wondered what Nail wanted.
When I walked in he gave me a letter. I looked at his face. He looked like he was scared. His honey eyes didn't look as happy as usual. He smirked and ran his fingers through his brown hair and sighed. I looked at Val who was by him. She brushed a strand of her icy-blonde hair away from her hunter-green eyes. She looked up at me and smiled. "Go ahead. Open it." She said in her normal, sweet, child-like voice. I nodded. 'How could anyone know I was staying here?' I asked myself. I shrugged it off and read:
Granger,
You better watch your tongue. Speaking of curses in public
can get you and your friends in terrible trouble.
Don't think I don't know. You are a witch. I feel it. I am
a very powerful person, Granger. I can have you and
That blonde killed in an instant. You are in deep trouble,
Granger. I know where you are. I can see what you do.
I know what you think. And I know…you're a witch, Granger…you
are a witch.
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A/N: I hope you liked. I had soooo much fun writing this chapter.
I'll put chapter 4 up as soon as possible. I'm starting it right when I get done
with this one.
Disclaimer: I own:
Valery
Eli
Sascha
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Charlie
These belong to Mena Baines:
Nail
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Clio
These are J.K.'s property:
Hermione
Wormtail (I'm not saying that was him, but he was
mentioned)
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Harry
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