Cloak*and*Dagger: Hi everyone!!!!!! Long time no see! I'm sorry about that,
you see for a while I kind of slid into this funk, and I stopped updating
all of my fics. This morning I was actually going to erase my account, but
just for laughs I decided to go through my reviews first. Good thing I did
too!!!!! Once again my brain has been thoroughly whacked, adrenalin pumped,
and motivated by that angel in disguise Emilia. Were it not for her this
story would be vapor-wear. But do not feel useless my readers! ALL OF YOU
COUNT!!!!!!!! And starting next chapter I'll be individually responding to
your reviews before the story! Yay!!! Instead of deleting this, you all got
a new chapter and an added feature! Two added features actually, because
I'm now going to start putting quotes at the start of every chapter, in
your reviews tell me what you think it's from! Well I've done enough
babbling, so on with the story!
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or the general concept of Drop Dead Fred (You should all go out and rent it from your local video source!) Okie? Okie! ^_~
Quote of the.. Uh.. Chapter! Yeah, that's it chapter! : "I was thinking of the immortal words of Socrates, who said, '.I drank what?'" (For those of you who don't happen to understand the humor in this, let me explain. Socrates was an ancient Greek philosopher, who was accused of corruption. They sentenced him to death, by means of drinking hemlock, a poisonous aquatic plant.)
Chapter4: He's Baaaack!!!
Fast as she could Jamie turned around, only to find that no one was there. "If you want to find me, you'll have to look harder than that!" the Welsh- Irish voice practically whispered in her ear. By now Jamie was ready to have a heart attack. Once again she turned around, hoping against hope that he wouldn't be there, and yet somehow wishing that he was. Relief, and disappointment flooded her when she realized that he was nowhere to be found. "What part of 'You'll have to look harder' don't you understand? You used to be so very good at hide-and-go-seek!"
"I'm not a kid anymore," Jamie whispered frantically, feeling like an idiot for talking to someone she couldn't even see.
A growl of frustration, and then, "Yes. You. Are! Eleven is hardly grown up, why do you keep on lying to yourself?!?" The disembodied voice was hardly the gentle sounding Irish breeze it had been a minute ago, now it sounded harsh and demanding. Scared out of her wits Jamie did the only thing she could think of: Run to Kattie.
Kattie was in the front of the shop cooing over a small eagle-owl. The clatter Jamie made was next to mute in the large shop filled with animals of all kinds, but it still made Kattie look up from the bird. She took in her friends' disheveled appearance, and slightly pale face while raising an eyebrow. "What happened? Did the boogieman come after y-" but her questioning was caught short once she noticed the small palm sized kitten that Jamie was holding. "Aaaawwwwwww, isn't it a cutie???" she cooed.
Jamie rolled her eyes at her friend's short attention span, and tried to straighten herself up. After a couple of minutes the two friends made their way out of the shop, Kattie with a large bird cage that had to be at least 100 times the small eagle-owl, and Jamie with a small wicker basket, the tiny kitten inside, fast asleep.
"We have some time to kill, so what do you want to do?" Kattie asked, looking at her watch.
"Why don't we go back to the book store? There was cool book back there, 'Magic Painting Made Easy'."
"You have to be joking me! You already have twice as many books as you need!" Kattie whined.
In the end Jamie won, so they made their way back to Flourish and Blotts. "Come on, I think was over there, in the back," Jamie stated.
Kattie grumbled, but followed anyway. "Do you honestly NEED this book?" she complained.
"Yes," was the simple answer.
Jamie found a shelf in the back that seemed just about right, and began to scan the titles. While she was doing so a boy, with long black hair pulled into a loose ponytail, had walked to the shelf next to them. "Magic Painting Made Easy? No, that's not it," he mumbled to himself.
Jamie looked up, "Did you say Magic Painting Made Easy?"
The boy looked up at her, with large brown eyes, and said "Yeah, why? Do you want it?" He handed her the book.
"Thanks, I was looking for it for a while."
"No problem, but do you think you could help me here?" he asked.
"Sure, what do you need?" Jamie asked.
"I'm looking for a book called 1001 Handy Pranks. Have you seen it?"
"No, I haven't."
He sighed, "Rotten luck I've had with this book. Every time I find it I don't have the money, and when I do have the money, I can't find it. Oh well, my name's Sirius Black by the way." He held out his hand to shake.
"I'm Jamie Kyrie," she said taking his hand. "Are you going into your first year at Hogwarts?"
"Yeah, me and a couple of my friends."
The conversation went on for a couple more minutes until Kattie found them, and joined the talk. All the while a strange electric buzzing started to grow louder and louder, until Jamie asked, "Do either of you hear that?"
"Hear what?" they asked at the same time.
Jamie simply shrugged it off, but little did she know that the buzzing was coming from a very angry teenager sitting on top of one of the shelves; a teenager with emerald eyes, and silver hair, shacking with furry unknown. He shook his head back and forth, slowly, his eyes a blaze with inner fire. "He better stay away from her.. I'll teach him to stay away from her!" He growled furiously. ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
Cloak*and*Dagger: So what did you think??? Hehe a jealous Salazar! Sorry I meant to put more of him into this chapter, but it wasn't working out. Never fear though, next chapter will most likely be the train ride to Hogwarts, and trust me in a confined space like that, there will be lots of Salazar! Well until I see you next time, Bye!! Oh and REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or the general concept of Drop Dead Fred (You should all go out and rent it from your local video source!) Okie? Okie! ^_~
Quote of the.. Uh.. Chapter! Yeah, that's it chapter! : "I was thinking of the immortal words of Socrates, who said, '.I drank what?'" (For those of you who don't happen to understand the humor in this, let me explain. Socrates was an ancient Greek philosopher, who was accused of corruption. They sentenced him to death, by means of drinking hemlock, a poisonous aquatic plant.)
Chapter4: He's Baaaack!!!
Fast as she could Jamie turned around, only to find that no one was there. "If you want to find me, you'll have to look harder than that!" the Welsh- Irish voice practically whispered in her ear. By now Jamie was ready to have a heart attack. Once again she turned around, hoping against hope that he wouldn't be there, and yet somehow wishing that he was. Relief, and disappointment flooded her when she realized that he was nowhere to be found. "What part of 'You'll have to look harder' don't you understand? You used to be so very good at hide-and-go-seek!"
"I'm not a kid anymore," Jamie whispered frantically, feeling like an idiot for talking to someone she couldn't even see.
A growl of frustration, and then, "Yes. You. Are! Eleven is hardly grown up, why do you keep on lying to yourself?!?" The disembodied voice was hardly the gentle sounding Irish breeze it had been a minute ago, now it sounded harsh and demanding. Scared out of her wits Jamie did the only thing she could think of: Run to Kattie.
Kattie was in the front of the shop cooing over a small eagle-owl. The clatter Jamie made was next to mute in the large shop filled with animals of all kinds, but it still made Kattie look up from the bird. She took in her friends' disheveled appearance, and slightly pale face while raising an eyebrow. "What happened? Did the boogieman come after y-" but her questioning was caught short once she noticed the small palm sized kitten that Jamie was holding. "Aaaawwwwwww, isn't it a cutie???" she cooed.
Jamie rolled her eyes at her friend's short attention span, and tried to straighten herself up. After a couple of minutes the two friends made their way out of the shop, Kattie with a large bird cage that had to be at least 100 times the small eagle-owl, and Jamie with a small wicker basket, the tiny kitten inside, fast asleep.
"We have some time to kill, so what do you want to do?" Kattie asked, looking at her watch.
"Why don't we go back to the book store? There was cool book back there, 'Magic Painting Made Easy'."
"You have to be joking me! You already have twice as many books as you need!" Kattie whined.
In the end Jamie won, so they made their way back to Flourish and Blotts. "Come on, I think was over there, in the back," Jamie stated.
Kattie grumbled, but followed anyway. "Do you honestly NEED this book?" she complained.
"Yes," was the simple answer.
Jamie found a shelf in the back that seemed just about right, and began to scan the titles. While she was doing so a boy, with long black hair pulled into a loose ponytail, had walked to the shelf next to them. "Magic Painting Made Easy? No, that's not it," he mumbled to himself.
Jamie looked up, "Did you say Magic Painting Made Easy?"
The boy looked up at her, with large brown eyes, and said "Yeah, why? Do you want it?" He handed her the book.
"Thanks, I was looking for it for a while."
"No problem, but do you think you could help me here?" he asked.
"Sure, what do you need?" Jamie asked.
"I'm looking for a book called 1001 Handy Pranks. Have you seen it?"
"No, I haven't."
He sighed, "Rotten luck I've had with this book. Every time I find it I don't have the money, and when I do have the money, I can't find it. Oh well, my name's Sirius Black by the way." He held out his hand to shake.
"I'm Jamie Kyrie," she said taking his hand. "Are you going into your first year at Hogwarts?"
"Yeah, me and a couple of my friends."
The conversation went on for a couple more minutes until Kattie found them, and joined the talk. All the while a strange electric buzzing started to grow louder and louder, until Jamie asked, "Do either of you hear that?"
"Hear what?" they asked at the same time.
Jamie simply shrugged it off, but little did she know that the buzzing was coming from a very angry teenager sitting on top of one of the shelves; a teenager with emerald eyes, and silver hair, shacking with furry unknown. He shook his head back and forth, slowly, his eyes a blaze with inner fire. "He better stay away from her.. I'll teach him to stay away from her!" He growled furiously. ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
Cloak*and*Dagger: So what did you think??? Hehe a jealous Salazar! Sorry I meant to put more of him into this chapter, but it wasn't working out. Never fear though, next chapter will most likely be the train ride to Hogwarts, and trust me in a confined space like that, there will be lots of Salazar! Well until I see you next time, Bye!! Oh and REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!