Tragic Tales of Teenagers
Chapter Ten
Burnt Down
"Look at the pretty kitty!" Ginny exclaimed as she picked up a ginger cat outside of her room. It purred softly. Whitley was sitting across from Allie and Libbie in their room.
"So, you and Fred are pretty close now, huh? I mean, has anything happened yet?" Libbie asked.
"Not yet, but I'm not saying something won't happen," Allie said grinning. Libbie giggled as Ginny set the set down on the rug between the chairs everyone was sitting in. She tickled it on its stomach and played around with it. Just then, a familiar face appeared at the door.
"Oh my gosh, look who's back!" Allie whispered. Hermione stepped in. She was still wearing clothes that made her look like a slut. But she was smiling as if she was happy to be back from the hospital.
"Hi everyone. I'm back. The people at the hospital said I was ready to leave because I was better," Hermione told them. Whitley noticed a scrap on Hermione's chin.
"We're glad you're back," Libbie said with a weak smile.
"So I heard you and Ron had a bit of a squabble that got you hurt," Hermione said to Allie.
"How did you hear about that?" Allie asked.
"Oh you know, just around," Hermione replied fidgeting in the chair she sat down in.
"We leave tomorrow, you know. We have to head back home, I supposed we'll be getting our letters from Hogwarts soon. It's about time to go back," Libbie told Hermione. Hermione nodded, but inside she wished Hogwarts no longer existed.
Whitley gazed across the room at Hermione. Something seemed different about her. She didn't seem like she was being truthful and real. But she chose not to say anything, she wanted to investigate.
When everyone went to breakfast, Whitley grabbed her broom and flew off. She went straight to the hospital in which Hermione had been.
"Excuse me? Can I get some information on Hermione Granger?" Whitley asked a lady behind the counter of the hospital. Her name was Reeve.
"What is your relation to Miss Granger?" asked Reeve.
"Um.sister," Whitley replied. She would lie to find out what was going on.
The lady nodded and tapped some keys on her computer. "Miss Granger was in the mental ward and received some therapy while she was here. She wasn't to be released for a long time from now but she disappeared a few nights ago. We've had police out searching for her but she hasn't turned up."
"She escaped?" Whitley asked.
"I suppose so," Reeve responded.
Whitley asked to see the room where Hermione had been staying. It was a boring room. The walls were white and the floor was tiled. There was a small bed in the corner with a brown blanket on it and a sunken pillow. In another corner there was a toilet, which had unfortunately not been flushed the last time it was used. Whitley looked under the bed. There were papers.
One paper had some doodles on them. But they weren't your average hearts and stars, they were people. Allie was drawn on it with fire all around her. On another paper was a comic. It showed step by step of what Hermione would do. She was going to set the girl's room on fire!
Whitley took the papers and shoved them in her pocket. She ran as quickly as she could outside and hopped on her broom.
When she arrived back at the girl's room, she found only Libbie and Allie there. Hermione was no where to be found. That's when she heard it, the unmistakable sound of a match being lit. She glanced out a window and saw them: small red flames growing larger.
"Allie! Libbie!" Whitley hollered. Hermione walked in the door with an evil look on her face. She had a large bucket of something that she splashed all over the room. Then she slammed the door shut and jammed it so that no one could get in or out.
As soon as Libbie and Allie smelled the smoke, they came running towards Whitley.
"Oh my gosh!" Allie screamed. Tears streamed down her face as she frantically looked around the room for a way out. Huge flames had already begun taking over the only door out. Libbie looked at the flames with pure terror as she turned red from the heat.
"On the count of three, everyone scream as loud as you can for help," Whitley said. "One.two.three!"
"Help!" all three of them screamed. All of the windows were too thick to be broken. They would have to stay there and wait for someone to rescue them. Libbie did the first thing she could think of, she dropped to the ground.
Just then, they heard a shout, "Gregamente!" It was Oliver's voice. A window shattered as a green light flashed into the room. "Girls! Come on, out the window!"
The three girls wasted no time running out through the shattered window. Oliver and Fred came inside the burning building and said another spell together, "Hulicshe!" A large amount of water splashed out of nowhere into the building. The flames were extinguished.
Whitley sighed as Libbie coughed up some smoke in her lungs and Allie starred at the remains of their room. The whole front side was burnt. But their bedroom still remained untouched.
"No need to thank us girls, just another day on the job," Fred said smiling. Harry Potter ran out of his room in his super-hero costume.
"Darn it! I wanted to save the day!" Harry said dramatically. Libbie smiled.
"Wait, where is Hermione?" Whitley asked as she looked around.
"Behind you," Hermione said as she stood with a gun in her hand. It was pointing directly at Allie. Allie's eyes got very large and her face turned pale.
"Hermione, listen, we can work this out," Oliver said as he slowly walked towards her. "Just put down the gun and we can talk this through."
"No! She stole the man I love and now she's going to pay for it!" Hermione screamed. She too had fear in her eyes. Hermione switched the fire safety switch off and closed one eye so that she had the perfect aim.
Harry who had inched in back of her without being noticed, jumped on top of her. Hermione fell to the ground and the gun went off. Luckily, the bullet only hit a window. A scream came from Hermione though. Her face had hit the ground. It was a bloody mess.
She rolled over when Harry stood up. It appeared that her nose was broken and a few of her teeth had been knocked out. Her face was scraped as well. Bill came and picked up the gun that was lying beside her. He pulled her up off the ground and held her arms behind her back.
"Call the police, Charlie," Bill said.
When the police arrived, they dragged Hermione into their cop car and drove her off to jail.
"Once again, Potter saves the day!" Harry exclaimed. Ginny pointed at his butt and snorted. He had a large hole in his pants that exposed his white boxers with red hearts on them. Harry saw them and shook his butt for Ginny.
"Look! I bet those are our letters from Hogwarts!" Allie said pointing up at the owls in the sky. More letters fell down to them as the ginger cat ran out from behind the house hissing. It's tail was on fire.
"Look at the pretty kitty!" Ginny exclaimed as she picked up a ginger cat outside of her room. It purred softly. Whitley was sitting across from Allie and Libbie in their room.
"So, you and Fred are pretty close now, huh? I mean, has anything happened yet?" Libbie asked.
"Not yet, but I'm not saying something won't happen," Allie said grinning. Libbie giggled as Ginny set the set down on the rug between the chairs everyone was sitting in. She tickled it on its stomach and played around with it. Just then, a familiar face appeared at the door.
"Oh my gosh, look who's back!" Allie whispered. Hermione stepped in. She was still wearing clothes that made her look like a slut. But she was smiling as if she was happy to be back from the hospital.
"Hi everyone. I'm back. The people at the hospital said I was ready to leave because I was better," Hermione told them. Whitley noticed a scrap on Hermione's chin.
"We're glad you're back," Libbie said with a weak smile.
"So I heard you and Ron had a bit of a squabble that got you hurt," Hermione said to Allie.
"How did you hear about that?" Allie asked.
"Oh you know, just around," Hermione replied fidgeting in the chair she sat down in.
"We leave tomorrow, you know. We have to head back home, I supposed we'll be getting our letters from Hogwarts soon. It's about time to go back," Libbie told Hermione. Hermione nodded, but inside she wished Hogwarts no longer existed.
Whitley gazed across the room at Hermione. Something seemed different about her. She didn't seem like she was being truthful and real. But she chose not to say anything, she wanted to investigate.
When everyone went to breakfast, Whitley grabbed her broom and flew off. She went straight to the hospital in which Hermione had been.
"Excuse me? Can I get some information on Hermione Granger?" Whitley asked a lady behind the counter of the hospital. Her name was Reeve.
"What is your relation to Miss Granger?" asked Reeve.
"Um.sister," Whitley replied. She would lie to find out what was going on.
The lady nodded and tapped some keys on her computer. "Miss Granger was in the mental ward and received some therapy while she was here. She wasn't to be released for a long time from now but she disappeared a few nights ago. We've had police out searching for her but she hasn't turned up."
"She escaped?" Whitley asked.
"I suppose so," Reeve responded.
Whitley asked to see the room where Hermione had been staying. It was a boring room. The walls were white and the floor was tiled. There was a small bed in the corner with a brown blanket on it and a sunken pillow. In another corner there was a toilet, which had unfortunately not been flushed the last time it was used. Whitley looked under the bed. There were papers.
One paper had some doodles on them. But they weren't your average hearts and stars, they were people. Allie was drawn on it with fire all around her. On another paper was a comic. It showed step by step of what Hermione would do. She was going to set the girl's room on fire!
Whitley took the papers and shoved them in her pocket. She ran as quickly as she could outside and hopped on her broom.
When she arrived back at the girl's room, she found only Libbie and Allie there. Hermione was no where to be found. That's when she heard it, the unmistakable sound of a match being lit. She glanced out a window and saw them: small red flames growing larger.
"Allie! Libbie!" Whitley hollered. Hermione walked in the door with an evil look on her face. She had a large bucket of something that she splashed all over the room. Then she slammed the door shut and jammed it so that no one could get in or out.
As soon as Libbie and Allie smelled the smoke, they came running towards Whitley.
"Oh my gosh!" Allie screamed. Tears streamed down her face as she frantically looked around the room for a way out. Huge flames had already begun taking over the only door out. Libbie looked at the flames with pure terror as she turned red from the heat.
"On the count of three, everyone scream as loud as you can for help," Whitley said. "One.two.three!"
"Help!" all three of them screamed. All of the windows were too thick to be broken. They would have to stay there and wait for someone to rescue them. Libbie did the first thing she could think of, she dropped to the ground.
Just then, they heard a shout, "Gregamente!" It was Oliver's voice. A window shattered as a green light flashed into the room. "Girls! Come on, out the window!"
The three girls wasted no time running out through the shattered window. Oliver and Fred came inside the burning building and said another spell together, "Hulicshe!" A large amount of water splashed out of nowhere into the building. The flames were extinguished.
Whitley sighed as Libbie coughed up some smoke in her lungs and Allie starred at the remains of their room. The whole front side was burnt. But their bedroom still remained untouched.
"No need to thank us girls, just another day on the job," Fred said smiling. Harry Potter ran out of his room in his super-hero costume.
"Darn it! I wanted to save the day!" Harry said dramatically. Libbie smiled.
"Wait, where is Hermione?" Whitley asked as she looked around.
"Behind you," Hermione said as she stood with a gun in her hand. It was pointing directly at Allie. Allie's eyes got very large and her face turned pale.
"Hermione, listen, we can work this out," Oliver said as he slowly walked towards her. "Just put down the gun and we can talk this through."
"No! She stole the man I love and now she's going to pay for it!" Hermione screamed. She too had fear in her eyes. Hermione switched the fire safety switch off and closed one eye so that she had the perfect aim.
Harry who had inched in back of her without being noticed, jumped on top of her. Hermione fell to the ground and the gun went off. Luckily, the bullet only hit a window. A scream came from Hermione though. Her face had hit the ground. It was a bloody mess.
She rolled over when Harry stood up. It appeared that her nose was broken and a few of her teeth had been knocked out. Her face was scraped as well. Bill came and picked up the gun that was lying beside her. He pulled her up off the ground and held her arms behind her back.
"Call the police, Charlie," Bill said.
When the police arrived, they dragged Hermione into their cop car and drove her off to jail.
"Once again, Potter saves the day!" Harry exclaimed. Ginny pointed at his butt and snorted. He had a large hole in his pants that exposed his white boxers with red hearts on them. Harry saw them and shook his butt for Ginny.
"Look! I bet those are our letters from Hogwarts!" Allie said pointing up at the owls in the sky. More letters fell down to them as the ginger cat ran out from behind the house hissing. It's tail was on fire.