Chapter 14
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"What on earth happened, here?" exclaimed the professor, looking shocked. "I.uh.I.uh.I." stuttered Rachel, frozen. "It wasn't me!" babbled Stephanie. "I swear! It wasn't me!" "I.uh.I." continued Rachel. "Shut up, Rachel," sighed Stephanie. "The lights went out, and---" The professor turned at the sound of a faint hissing, then crumpled into a huddled shape on the ground. "Not good," said Rachel. "This does not look good."
"Hey, stupid!" said Michelle, poking Draco. Now that the elephant was gone, she had nothing to do. But, Draco didn't move. "Hey, stupid!" repeated Michelle, poking him again. Yet again, she received the same, annoying reaction. "Hey! Are you deaf or something?" shouted Michelle. "Please," hissed Madam Pomfrey. "Try to keep quiet. And drink this." She handed Michelle a boiling mug of medicine. BIG MISTAKE. Because the second she went away, Michelle poured the boiling liquid all over Draco's face. Still, no reaction. Not even when it singed away his eyelashes. Or when it burnt away his covers. And not even when flames began to rise from his bed. "They wanted me to drink that?" wondered Michelle. "What cruel people they are. How mean." "Hey! I'm bored!" she called. "I want a pack of marshmallows!" Sighing, Madam Pomfrey gave her the marshmallows. "Why ever would you want them though?" she asked. "Because I like toasted marshmallows," explained Michelle, gesturing to the boy who was surrounded by flames. "What? EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!" screamed Madam Pomfrey, when she caught sight of the burning youth. "What's wrong?" asked Michelle. "Do you have really sensitive eyes or something? I mean, I know the flames are bright, but---" "Wateris!" screamed Madam Pomfrey, pointing her wand at Draco and spraying water all over him. Die, stupid boy.hissed a strange voice. Die. "Huh?" Michelle scrunched up her face, looking very confused. "What did you say?" "Michelle, dear. Please don't hiss," said Madam Pomfrey, nonchalantly, as she fought the flames. "But I wasn't," hissed Michelle, in a cross between Parseltongue and English. "You what?" asked Madam Pomfrey, wiping a bead of sweat off her forehead when the flames had finally disappeared. "I said that I wasn't hissing," said Michelle, once again her language crossed. "Michelle, dearie, please don't---" "Don't call me that!" shrieked Michelle. Shall I kill her, mistress? asked the strange voice. "Mistress? What?" screeched Michelle. "Get lost, you stupid freaking."
Rachel, who was staring at the three crumpled forms in the corridor suddenly got a peculiar feeling. "Bodiless form?" she suddenly wondered.
All of a sudden, a thought popped into Michelle's muddled mind. Bodiless form? Hmm.not bad, she thought. "Bodiless form."
Rachel shook her head to get rid of the feeling. "Come on, Steph. I think Madam Pomfrey has three new patients." "Okay," shrugged Stephanie. Together, the two of them dragged Victoria's body down the stairs. "I'll take her feet and you take her head," suggested Rachel, when Victoria's head hit the stairs for the 1000th time. "I'm surprised you care," drawled Stephanie. "Mm.well, she hasn't finished her story yet, and I really want to read it," nodded Rachel, yanking Victoria upright. "I knew there was a reason," muttered Stephanie. "Shut up, Steph," snapped the other girl, dragging Victoria down the stairs.
A few hours later.
"Whew! Well I think that's it," said Rachel, staring at the three figures in the bed. "Yeah," panted Stephanie, trying to catch her breath. Michelle suddenly stirred, leaping out of the bed with a shriek. "Ah! Pink!" she screamed, in her nightmare. "Go away, Barbie! I hate you!" "Wake up, Squishy," said Rachel, prodding Michelle with the tip of her shoe. Michelle twitched, and slowly her mouth shut. "Finally!" she squeaked, leaping up, once she saw Stephanie. "I'm not staying in this freaking hospital any longer. There was a big, green snake that came in and started talking to me, but it was boring." "Victoria got Petrified by the 'big green snake'," said Stephanie. Michelle laughed. "I always knew she was a wuss." "No, stupid," snapped Rachel. "Capital 'p' e-t-r-i-f-i-e-d." "Huh?" "Never mind. Let's get out of here," sighed Stephanie. The other two followed her out.
"You know, I think that thingy was a basilisk," said Michelle, as they trooped slowly to the Slytherin Common Room. "A genius is born," drawled Rachel. Once again, sarcasm floated through the air.
"BASILISK!" screamed Madam Pomfrey, after inspecting her new patients. "Albus!" "Yes, what is it?" asked Dumbledore, strolling casually into the room. "Basilisk?" "YES!" screeched the woman, pointing a quivering finger at her new patients. Dumbledore leaned over to peer at the faces. "Minerva!" he gasped. "How?" "I don't know," sobbed the matron. "Two.students.came in." "White, and Khoo!" cried Dumbledore, dashing out the door after the students, with inhuman speed. Rachel turned around slowly, then, seeing the headmaster running towards them, she spun around with a shriek, grabbing Stephanie. "It was her!" she cried. "I didn't do anything! It wasn't me!" "Huh?" Dumbledore paused, staring at her. "It was.Stephanie! I caught her!" Rachel pulled Stephanie in front of her. "Hey, hey. What are you doing?" cried Stephanie, trying to pull free. Rachel tightened her grip enough to bruise her arm. "Ow!" yelped Stephanie. "Stop, stop!" said Dumbledore. "I just want to know---" Screaming, Rachel fled.
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"What on earth happened, here?" exclaimed the professor, looking shocked. "I.uh.I.uh.I." stuttered Rachel, frozen. "It wasn't me!" babbled Stephanie. "I swear! It wasn't me!" "I.uh.I." continued Rachel. "Shut up, Rachel," sighed Stephanie. "The lights went out, and---" The professor turned at the sound of a faint hissing, then crumpled into a huddled shape on the ground. "Not good," said Rachel. "This does not look good."
"Hey, stupid!" said Michelle, poking Draco. Now that the elephant was gone, she had nothing to do. But, Draco didn't move. "Hey, stupid!" repeated Michelle, poking him again. Yet again, she received the same, annoying reaction. "Hey! Are you deaf or something?" shouted Michelle. "Please," hissed Madam Pomfrey. "Try to keep quiet. And drink this." She handed Michelle a boiling mug of medicine. BIG MISTAKE. Because the second she went away, Michelle poured the boiling liquid all over Draco's face. Still, no reaction. Not even when it singed away his eyelashes. Or when it burnt away his covers. And not even when flames began to rise from his bed. "They wanted me to drink that?" wondered Michelle. "What cruel people they are. How mean." "Hey! I'm bored!" she called. "I want a pack of marshmallows!" Sighing, Madam Pomfrey gave her the marshmallows. "Why ever would you want them though?" she asked. "Because I like toasted marshmallows," explained Michelle, gesturing to the boy who was surrounded by flames. "What? EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!" screamed Madam Pomfrey, when she caught sight of the burning youth. "What's wrong?" asked Michelle. "Do you have really sensitive eyes or something? I mean, I know the flames are bright, but---" "Wateris!" screamed Madam Pomfrey, pointing her wand at Draco and spraying water all over him. Die, stupid boy.hissed a strange voice. Die. "Huh?" Michelle scrunched up her face, looking very confused. "What did you say?" "Michelle, dear. Please don't hiss," said Madam Pomfrey, nonchalantly, as she fought the flames. "But I wasn't," hissed Michelle, in a cross between Parseltongue and English. "You what?" asked Madam Pomfrey, wiping a bead of sweat off her forehead when the flames had finally disappeared. "I said that I wasn't hissing," said Michelle, once again her language crossed. "Michelle, dearie, please don't---" "Don't call me that!" shrieked Michelle. Shall I kill her, mistress? asked the strange voice. "Mistress? What?" screeched Michelle. "Get lost, you stupid freaking."
Rachel, who was staring at the three crumpled forms in the corridor suddenly got a peculiar feeling. "Bodiless form?" she suddenly wondered.
All of a sudden, a thought popped into Michelle's muddled mind. Bodiless form? Hmm.not bad, she thought. "Bodiless form."
Rachel shook her head to get rid of the feeling. "Come on, Steph. I think Madam Pomfrey has three new patients." "Okay," shrugged Stephanie. Together, the two of them dragged Victoria's body down the stairs. "I'll take her feet and you take her head," suggested Rachel, when Victoria's head hit the stairs for the 1000th time. "I'm surprised you care," drawled Stephanie. "Mm.well, she hasn't finished her story yet, and I really want to read it," nodded Rachel, yanking Victoria upright. "I knew there was a reason," muttered Stephanie. "Shut up, Steph," snapped the other girl, dragging Victoria down the stairs.
A few hours later.
"Whew! Well I think that's it," said Rachel, staring at the three figures in the bed. "Yeah," panted Stephanie, trying to catch her breath. Michelle suddenly stirred, leaping out of the bed with a shriek. "Ah! Pink!" she screamed, in her nightmare. "Go away, Barbie! I hate you!" "Wake up, Squishy," said Rachel, prodding Michelle with the tip of her shoe. Michelle twitched, and slowly her mouth shut. "Finally!" she squeaked, leaping up, once she saw Stephanie. "I'm not staying in this freaking hospital any longer. There was a big, green snake that came in and started talking to me, but it was boring." "Victoria got Petrified by the 'big green snake'," said Stephanie. Michelle laughed. "I always knew she was a wuss." "No, stupid," snapped Rachel. "Capital 'p' e-t-r-i-f-i-e-d." "Huh?" "Never mind. Let's get out of here," sighed Stephanie. The other two followed her out.
"You know, I think that thingy was a basilisk," said Michelle, as they trooped slowly to the Slytherin Common Room. "A genius is born," drawled Rachel. Once again, sarcasm floated through the air.
"BASILISK!" screamed Madam Pomfrey, after inspecting her new patients. "Albus!" "Yes, what is it?" asked Dumbledore, strolling casually into the room. "Basilisk?" "YES!" screeched the woman, pointing a quivering finger at her new patients. Dumbledore leaned over to peer at the faces. "Minerva!" he gasped. "How?" "I don't know," sobbed the matron. "Two.students.came in." "White, and Khoo!" cried Dumbledore, dashing out the door after the students, with inhuman speed. Rachel turned around slowly, then, seeing the headmaster running towards them, she spun around with a shriek, grabbing Stephanie. "It was her!" she cried. "I didn't do anything! It wasn't me!" "Huh?" Dumbledore paused, staring at her. "It was.Stephanie! I caught her!" Rachel pulled Stephanie in front of her. "Hey, hey. What are you doing?" cried Stephanie, trying to pull free. Rachel tightened her grip enough to bruise her arm. "Ow!" yelped Stephanie. "Stop, stop!" said Dumbledore. "I just want to know---" Screaming, Rachel fled.
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