Clap your hands and praise out loud
Mrs. J.K. Rowling who wrote about
Harry Potter and his crowd
And owns the lot, please don't sue or shout
Andolyn
Green Moon Rising
Ari was very grateful for the coffee and chocolate bars Harry had rescued. The caffeine and sugar would keep her awake a while. She made both Snape and Harry promise to watch her closely, so if her concentration would waver they could nudge her and prevent anything disastrous.
Snape refused his mug, but rather sour faced accepted some of the candy. He seemed to feel a little better after that. His breathing almost returned to normal and he stopped touching his stomach as if in pain. The man kept rubbing his arm though, and Ari suspected he had an allergy or something.
Harry remained awfully quiet, munching on chips and cookies like any boy his age. The only thing troubling Ari was that the police might go after them for the stolen car, but Snape assured her that if it would come to that, he'd simply put a spell on the coppers too.
Somehow Ari could not find that assurance very comforting. Harry had reacted very strongly against bewitching the drunken men with a certain kind of spell- But even the boy had seemed more worried about the consequences that using the spell could have for his teacher, than the actual effect it would have on the people it was used on.
And Ari started to get rather nervous about the mess she had gotten herself into. The people she would have to deal with.
Still, these two with her were hugely indebted to her. Ari had no idea how Snape would react later on, but at least she could count on Harry to be her friend. At least she had that.
Harry had put his elbows on each of the front chairs, crossed his arms and allowed his head to rest on his wrist, true to his word to make sure Ari remained awake and in some kind of condition to drive. Snape was studying the iodine, holding the little bottle up to the little light above the rear view mirror, opening it, smelling the contents and making a face at the bottle. Both Ari and Harry chuckled at that, but all three refrained from further conversation.
Suddenly, Harry perked up and grabbed his teacher's shoulder. Snape nodded wordlessly and put away the little bottle. Both wizards took out their wands.
"Something going on? Should I stop here?"
Snape shook his head. "No. Turn of the light. Potter, hide yourself."
"But Sir!"
"Our best defence at this point is not to be noticed or identified. Hide!"
The boy obediently hid under his blanket. Ari put out the little light and the car immediately got caught in the light-dark pattern of the streetlights.
"What is going on?"
"Potter and I both felt the use of strong magic- up ahead. And- Oh no!"
A light slowly sought the heavens, emerald green and brilliant with an eerie beauty Ari had never seen the likes of. It went higher and higher, spreading a bleak shine over the road and the surrounding fields, a new moon rising with great dignity and calm. While both Snape and Harry, peeping from under his covers, stared up at the light, Ari concentrated on a lazy curve in the road. When she looked up again, her perspective on the green moon had changed somewhat and she could now see it for what it really was. An emerald scull with deep empty sockets, burning it's poisonous green hue. There was a snake protruding out of it's mouth like a tongue, twisting slightly.
Ari swallowed. "Are your friends kind enough to let us know they are waiting for us?"
Snape smiled an unattractive toothy grin, splitting his face. With his dark eyes his features resembled an empty scull himself.
"No, my dear. I think those fools unwittingly are letting us know they've failed. We might even be safe, the rest of the journey." He ducked his head under the window and Harry hid himself as well.
"Keep driving. Tell us what you see. But whatever you do, don't stop the car!"
Ari nodded. They came closer to the spot the scull was looming over.
"What -is- that thing!"
"The Dark Mark." Came Harry's muffled reply. "It's send out to mark a spot where the Death Eaters have been active."
Ari shivered. "Does your scar still hurt?"
"No." Harry sounded a bit surprised.
"Well, that should be something, at least." Ari muttered.
Looking ahead, Ari found herself staring at chaos. Far away in front of them, right under the mark, three huge trucks had collided with each other and one passenger car stood on the left side, undamaged and very much in their way. One of the trucks had apparently tried to avoid collision, slipped and had toppled over sideways. Its contents being pigs, the poor animals were running amok over the road. A lot of them were badly wounded and some of them had been thrown out of the loader with such force, they had not survived. The animals were running around wildly on their short legs, nearly buckling under the weight of their fattened bodies.
The truck that had buried itself in the side of the first had been carrying melons and had split open too. Many of the animals were more interested in an unexpected meal than the goings on around them.
The road seemed slippery with blood, animal remains and cracked open fruit. It was only Snape's explicit -order- that made Ari push on, while reporting her passengers what she saw.
A rather bulky man and a slim one were carrying a third away from the scene. The man beside the passenger car did nothing but stare blankly. On the other side of the road, another passenger car had parked on the refuge lane. A woman with a cell phone in hand stood beside it and was frantically calling someone, hopefully for an ambulance.
It was about half past two in the morning and there was not much traffic- but some fools on the upcoming road were not as clever as the woman with the cell phone and slowed down to stare at the accident- and the mark. A pile-up happened, with screeching brakes, cars being pushed of the road and an explosion, sending the pigs away in all directions, screaming.
Ari bit her teeth and moved onward, slowly. She passed the dumfounded man next to his car, who was still staring and doing nothing in spite of the danger he was in. From the other side of the road the same woman that had been using her phone climbed over crash barrier and pulled at his arm the get him to -move-.
Ari now could see the reason for the accident. In the middle of the road, right under the mark, there was an orange and yellow fire. Smaller explosions erupted from it, sparkles flew up, their tiny flicker drowned out by the hellish green glow from above. Thank god the pigs had run away from this spot- Ari easily rounded the burning wreck.
The wreck of a small car.
A blue one.
Thanks for your comments, JettGirl, Sophie W. and JJ.
Mrs. J.K. Rowling who wrote about
Harry Potter and his crowd
And owns the lot, please don't sue or shout
Andolyn
Green Moon Rising
Ari was very grateful for the coffee and chocolate bars Harry had rescued. The caffeine and sugar would keep her awake a while. She made both Snape and Harry promise to watch her closely, so if her concentration would waver they could nudge her and prevent anything disastrous.
Snape refused his mug, but rather sour faced accepted some of the candy. He seemed to feel a little better after that. His breathing almost returned to normal and he stopped touching his stomach as if in pain. The man kept rubbing his arm though, and Ari suspected he had an allergy or something.
Harry remained awfully quiet, munching on chips and cookies like any boy his age. The only thing troubling Ari was that the police might go after them for the stolen car, but Snape assured her that if it would come to that, he'd simply put a spell on the coppers too.
Somehow Ari could not find that assurance very comforting. Harry had reacted very strongly against bewitching the drunken men with a certain kind of spell- But even the boy had seemed more worried about the consequences that using the spell could have for his teacher, than the actual effect it would have on the people it was used on.
And Ari started to get rather nervous about the mess she had gotten herself into. The people she would have to deal with.
Still, these two with her were hugely indebted to her. Ari had no idea how Snape would react later on, but at least she could count on Harry to be her friend. At least she had that.
Harry had put his elbows on each of the front chairs, crossed his arms and allowed his head to rest on his wrist, true to his word to make sure Ari remained awake and in some kind of condition to drive. Snape was studying the iodine, holding the little bottle up to the little light above the rear view mirror, opening it, smelling the contents and making a face at the bottle. Both Ari and Harry chuckled at that, but all three refrained from further conversation.
Suddenly, Harry perked up and grabbed his teacher's shoulder. Snape nodded wordlessly and put away the little bottle. Both wizards took out their wands.
"Something going on? Should I stop here?"
Snape shook his head. "No. Turn of the light. Potter, hide yourself."
"But Sir!"
"Our best defence at this point is not to be noticed or identified. Hide!"
The boy obediently hid under his blanket. Ari put out the little light and the car immediately got caught in the light-dark pattern of the streetlights.
"What is going on?"
"Potter and I both felt the use of strong magic- up ahead. And- Oh no!"
A light slowly sought the heavens, emerald green and brilliant with an eerie beauty Ari had never seen the likes of. It went higher and higher, spreading a bleak shine over the road and the surrounding fields, a new moon rising with great dignity and calm. While both Snape and Harry, peeping from under his covers, stared up at the light, Ari concentrated on a lazy curve in the road. When she looked up again, her perspective on the green moon had changed somewhat and she could now see it for what it really was. An emerald scull with deep empty sockets, burning it's poisonous green hue. There was a snake protruding out of it's mouth like a tongue, twisting slightly.
Ari swallowed. "Are your friends kind enough to let us know they are waiting for us?"
Snape smiled an unattractive toothy grin, splitting his face. With his dark eyes his features resembled an empty scull himself.
"No, my dear. I think those fools unwittingly are letting us know they've failed. We might even be safe, the rest of the journey." He ducked his head under the window and Harry hid himself as well.
"Keep driving. Tell us what you see. But whatever you do, don't stop the car!"
Ari nodded. They came closer to the spot the scull was looming over.
"What -is- that thing!"
"The Dark Mark." Came Harry's muffled reply. "It's send out to mark a spot where the Death Eaters have been active."
Ari shivered. "Does your scar still hurt?"
"No." Harry sounded a bit surprised.
"Well, that should be something, at least." Ari muttered.
Looking ahead, Ari found herself staring at chaos. Far away in front of them, right under the mark, three huge trucks had collided with each other and one passenger car stood on the left side, undamaged and very much in their way. One of the trucks had apparently tried to avoid collision, slipped and had toppled over sideways. Its contents being pigs, the poor animals were running amok over the road. A lot of them were badly wounded and some of them had been thrown out of the loader with such force, they had not survived. The animals were running around wildly on their short legs, nearly buckling under the weight of their fattened bodies.
The truck that had buried itself in the side of the first had been carrying melons and had split open too. Many of the animals were more interested in an unexpected meal than the goings on around them.
The road seemed slippery with blood, animal remains and cracked open fruit. It was only Snape's explicit -order- that made Ari push on, while reporting her passengers what she saw.
A rather bulky man and a slim one were carrying a third away from the scene. The man beside the passenger car did nothing but stare blankly. On the other side of the road, another passenger car had parked on the refuge lane. A woman with a cell phone in hand stood beside it and was frantically calling someone, hopefully for an ambulance.
It was about half past two in the morning and there was not much traffic- but some fools on the upcoming road were not as clever as the woman with the cell phone and slowed down to stare at the accident- and the mark. A pile-up happened, with screeching brakes, cars being pushed of the road and an explosion, sending the pigs away in all directions, screaming.
Ari bit her teeth and moved onward, slowly. She passed the dumfounded man next to his car, who was still staring and doing nothing in spite of the danger he was in. From the other side of the road the same woman that had been using her phone climbed over crash barrier and pulled at his arm the get him to -move-.
Ari now could see the reason for the accident. In the middle of the road, right under the mark, there was an orange and yellow fire. Smaller explosions erupted from it, sparkles flew up, their tiny flicker drowned out by the hellish green glow from above. Thank god the pigs had run away from this spot- Ari easily rounded the burning wreck.
The wreck of a small car.
A blue one.
Thanks for your comments, JettGirl, Sophie W. and JJ.