Forth Part of Potter Hour 2



By: Michelle Siu

I finally got around to typing the next chapter for Potter Hour 2! I have good advice for my readers: "Leave the Past Behind, no matter how dear it is to you, you must get on with your life. You cannot live your life in depression, you still have your whole life ahead of you!" This is good advice when you come to a situation like mine.

Harry: That took you long enough.

Michelle: Hey! I had some things to take and some boys to talk to!

Ron: What does that mean? Hey, I remember you! You're. Michelle! Gah! I hate SETO KAIBA!

Michelle: WHAT?! DID YOU JUST SAY YOU HATED SETO KAIBA? OH, YOU ARE GOIN GTO PAY FOR SAYING THAT! YOU SO HAVE WIZARD POWERS, BUT I HAVE AUTHOR POWERS! MWAHAHAHA! YOU ARE NOT GETTING AWAY WITH SAYING YOU HATE MY SETO KAIBA! GET BACK HERE YOU RED HAIRED RAT!

Harry & Hermione: Ok. ^-^

Ron: AHHHH! AUTHOR POWERS?! AHHHHH!

"Despite what people suspect...what you suspect -" Malfoy said.

"Cram that bloody shit," Harry told him.

Malfoy heard the threat in Harry's voice and decided to drop that subject. He chose another one, which was even more stupid.

"... If your father were alive, my father and I would be turning to him now," Malfoy lied.

"You know nothing of my father! Your father was among those who were working for Voldemort! Voldemort killed my mother and father! So just shut it!" Harry shouted.

"You know, I didn't blow up the American Ministry of Magic," Draco offered.

"Oh, and you expect me to believe that bloody shit?" Harry spat.

"I didn't blow it up, but I think some of my people did. They are trying to frame me!" Malfoy repeated.

"Oh really?" Harry asked.

"Yes, there is a war between the Dark Forces and I am going to lose! My name has been written into the book of the dead!" Malfoy exclaimed.

"Yeah and my name has been written into the book of the living. That book is from 'The Mummy Returns'! (He's way too ahead of his time!) Anyway, the police can protect you!" Harry told him.

"Nobody can protect me! I'll make you a deal, Potter. But only if you can get me out of Hong Kong, safely." Malfoy said cunningly.

"Tell me why you killed the agents!" Harry demanded.

"There is a ship, in the Hong Kong harbors-" Malfoy said but was interrupted.

Ginny burst into the deck, flanked by four bodyguards. Ginny cursed Malfoy and he fell into the water. Harry whipped out his wand, ready to curse Ginny but the four bodyguards knocked Harry's wand out of his hand. Ginny ran into the yacht, while Harry was left beating up the four bodyguards. Gunshots could be heard from the main cabin, everyone was running for their lives. Screams could be heard everywhere! Everyone was diving for cover. Some people even jumped of the yacht to swim to shore, actually everyone were just running and running. They had to get out of there! Ron ran off to head Ginny off. She ran and was waiting at the side of the boat for something.

"Hey, where do you think you are going?" Ron asked.

"You shut up!" Ginny said as she made a high kick into Ron's face, he fell down but got back up.

"You want a piece of me? I'll give you a LAPD ass kickin'!" Ron yelled as he received another high kick in the jaw.

Meanwhile, Harry was having trouble with the 4 bodyguards. He was battling 4 against one. Harry managed to beat one off the yacht. Then, he still had three more to go. He beat two at a time by swinging through the pole and kicking the two squarely in the chests. The last one was the hardest; he was armed with his wand. He kept on aiming curses at Harry. Harry finally got the better of him and knocked with wand into the water. Then, they were fighting. The bodyguard got Harry in the legs, but Harry avenged himself with a trip and a kick. When Harry got down to helping Ron, Ginny was already of the yacht on a speedboat.

"Damn! She got away!" Harry said, but Ron was too busy looking at Snape who was standing at the side of the boat smoking his weed, unusually calm. He wasn't behaving like a greasy haired, billionaire should be when gangs started shooting each other.



The yacht was anchored. A few Death Eaters were led away in handcuffs. They would be thrown into Azkaban.

"Quite a night, Inspector. Draco Malfoy was our only bait, and now he's gone! You finally got your revenge on You-Know-Who, at the expense of the American Ministry of Magic!" Kakaroff said.

"What revenge is he talking about?" Ron asked.

"Wow, I've been with you this long and you don't remember 'The Boy Who Lived'? Don't you remember that Voldemort killed my parents? Voldemort tried to kill me too, but Voldemort's power broke and Voldemort was nothing but a mere shadow. Now, Voldemort has come back. Voldemort's in flesh and as ugly as ever!" Harry asked surprisingly.

"I was trying to forget! And don't say his name! You said it like 10 times in that sentence!" Ron exclaimed.

"I don't know if the Death Eaters paid you to do it, or you just did it out of pure, vendetta killing, but you're off the case. I never want to see you again-Did I make myself clear?" Kakaroff yelled.

"Hey, you! Ministry Man, what do you-" Ron started.

"Shut the bloody hell up! You are in enough trouble, Weasley! You're going back to L.A.!" Kakaroff shouted.

"Fine by me, I ain't having no fun here in Hong Kong anyway!" Ron said.

"Please escort Mr. Weasley to the airport," Kakaroff told some people from the Ministry of Magic.

Two men came up to Ron and held him as if he were under arrest. Ron was utterly bewildered and angry at that move. Harry, seeing this, spoke up.

"It's alright, I'll take him," Harry said gloomily.

"Yeah that's right. Now, get your hands off!" Ron snapped.

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"Ron, I'm really sorry," Harry tried to explain.

"Good you should be! Now, I'm going back to L.A.!" Ron said angrily.

"No, you don't understand." Harry said," My father and Voldemort weren't exactly enemies. They were sort of like friends.. But Voldemort went to the Dark Side, he wanted my dad to go with him, but he refused. My father had all his records, but one day he went into my dad's home and killed my dad and destroyed everything. All the evidence of my dad's case (To find out where Voldemort went to) disappeared."

"So this is all about your dad's death and You-Know-Who's whereabouts?" Ron asked.

"Mostly, yes," Harry explained.

"Alright, let's head off to L.A.!" Ron said.

"What?" Harry asked flabbergasted.

"Come on! Are you coming?" Ron asked impatiently as he walked away.

"Yeah, but why L.A.?" Harry questioned.

"Let me introduce to you Ron's theory of Death Eaters. Follow the Greasy, Haired Git! There's always a greasy, haired git in the Death Eaters Club," Ron explained.

"Why him?" Harry asked.

"Well, you know when the curses and hexes went flying everywhere on Malfoy's yacht?" Ron explained," I saw Snape standing there and he was way too cool. Usually, those greasy, haired gits would be running around screaming 'AHHHHH!"

"That sounds like you all the time! Not like us Ministry of Magic people in Hong Kong, we never panic!" Harry said.

"Oh right," Ron said disbelievingly," I've seen it all in the movies, when Godzilla comes in all you peeps will be screaming 'Guica! Guica!"

"No! Those are the Chinese people that do that, not the Ministry of Magic!" Harry shouted.

Many people looked there way when they made that racket. Just then the lady came to give Ron his meal.

"Is this the kosher meal?" Ron asked.

"Yes it is, Mr. Carter," The lady said.

Sorry about the short chapter! I'm just getting REALLY lazy! Gomen! Please forgive me! I promise I'll make it up to you! See you later!