The
main three are in first year, just letting you know.
Have
fun in the sun!
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wrong thingy!
Enjoy
Chapter Fourteen!
Chapter
Fourteen
An
Unseen Problem
"Ok, you were right! I should have asked for
directions to the Great Hall or a teacher or something like that." It was an
hour later and we were still walking through the halls. "Dang it, we
were just here." I sat down on one of the stairs.
CLUNK
"I hate this place."
"Can you get out?" Fred asked, trying to get
his foot out of the same trick stair.
"Yeah I think I can," I answered
sarcastically. "Really Fred, act more intelligent."
"I thought I was..." Another voice spoke from
the top of the stairs. I turned my head as far as I could. There stood yet
another redhead, older at that, with his identical twin next to him.
The Weasley Twins...
My Uncles...
Oh Joy...
"Hello up there!" I called rather desperately.
I was willing to get help from anybody. "Could you give me a hand down here?
I'm kind of stuck."
I heard thumping on the stairs and a second
later one of the twins was in front of me, lifting me out of the stair. "You
must be a first year right?" He asked when I stood up.
"You could say that," I answered and turned to
help Fred out of the stair. With one great yank of his leg, I managed to free
it.
"Finally," He said stretching his leg out.
"Thanks Alex."
"What are you doing?" The boy asked, looking
at me quizzically.
"Helping F- Taylor out of the stair," I looked
right back at him. "Is there something wrong with that?"
"No," His twin answered, backing away. "You
can play with your imaginary friend. We'll see you later." And the two
disappeared
through a doorway.
Fred glared at the spot they disappeared
through for a moment, anger flaring his eyes.
"Hey, chill ok?" I hopped down the stairs. "I
didn't get the chance to ask for directions. The next person I see I will, ok?"
But Fred wouldn't respond; he just kept
glaring. It was weird; he usually snapped out of it after a second or two or at
least vented his anger through talking. Why was he so angry?
A thought slowly crept into my mind. What did
they mean by imaginary friend? Fred was not my imaginary friend. He was a real
person. Couldn't they see him..?
That was it! "Fred!" Nothing. "Fred! FRED!"
Still nothing. "FRED, FRED, FRED, FRED, FRED, FRED, FRED!" I began my annoying
babble. It usually worked but with Fred in this state, who knew what would
happen. "FRED, FRED, FRED, FRED, FRED, FRED, FRED, FRED, FRED, FRED!"
I stopped and looked at him. There was a
shudder then a glare aimed at me. "WHAT?"
I knew it would work. "I just though of
something."
"And that would be?" There was a deffinent
sound of annoyance in his voice.
"My uncles couldn't see you!" I said, as if it
was the biggest discovery as the breathable atmosphere on one of Jupiter's
Moons.
"Ding ding ding! Bob, tell her what she's
won!" He looked at me. "Thank you for stating the obvious."
"Can it! Didn't you notice that nobody noticed
you? Even when you talked to my other uncle." I paused for a moment to let my
words take effect. "And then my aunt didn't even notice me when I was right in
front of her, she seemed to look straight through me."
The realization finally dawned on him. "Yeah,
and no one has even noticed us in the hall, they just passed us right by."
"Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering?"
"Yeah, I think I am..."
~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~
We headed
down one of the larger hallways to find a deserted classroom to sleep in for
the night. You try finding the common rooms with no one to direct you. Fred and
I would have to start looking for the Great Hall again in the morning, food was
VERY important.
We turned a
corner of the particular hall we were in when I walked right into a black
haired boy.
"Sorry about
that," He mumbled at me before he stepped back. Realization crossing his face.
"You're that girl from before!"
"Small
school, ain't it?" I smiled, watching confusion on his face, most likely from
my accent. "I know what you're thinking. 'This girl's not from around here.'"
"That was
about it."
"Where we're
from is quite simple, the states."
"Haha,
funny." His friend, my uncle said from behind him. I watched him as he stepped
forward.
"No joke,
but I was born in England. It's a long story." Fred glanced at me for a second
but kept his glare at my family's past selves. "But to make a long story short
my name is Alex, I'm from the future and I need your help."
That kind of
silenced them for a moment.
"The futer. Right.
Then what am I? You're uncle?"
"Actually
Ron, you are. The hair gives it away."
They looked at
me like I had just anounced that I was from Mars and was taking over the world.
This was
going to be harder than I thought.
The next chapter might take a while to get
out. #1-I'm having a major writer's block. #2-I'm going camping with my family for
two weeks without an internet hookup!
*Insert
blood-curtling scream here*
Well, hopefully I'll get the next chapter out
soon!
