CHAPTER SIX
THE MAGIC QUILT
Kat curled up in the middle of the black room, as someone entered.
It was Tala, in her human form.
"Why did you bring me here?" Kat asked, backing away.
Tala crouched down to eye level with her, "Time will tell, time is the only thing that can tell."
Kat reached up, to punch Tala, but she disappeared in a cloud of smoke. She reappeared behind her.
"Smart, but so so stupid," she reached for her wand.
***
The old Wizard lead the group into his hut, full of strange odds and ends. He cleared away some of the stuff with a flick of a wand and they all sat around a central table.
"What's the Cosmouse school?" Oliver asked.
"One Question at a time, Mr. Wood. And you two must be Fred and George, and you Ginny?"
"How do you know that?" Ginny asked.
"Well, it's just like I know what's destroying the Wizarding world. What's after someone's gift."
"Kat?" Oliver asked.
"Not just her, they also attacked you."
"What do they want with Oliver?" Ginny asked.
"First, you should find out what happened."
He reached by the fire place for a quilt. On the quilt were three wolves. One black, one grey and one brown.
"Looks like a regular quilt," George said.
"Not just a regular quilt."
He draped it across the fireplace and suddenly the quilt came to life.
The wolves seemed to be running at you, and then they jumped, Ginny hid behind Fred, not sure if they would jump right out. But the view changed from in front to behind, showing there destination. Hogwarts.
Suddenly it was as if they were there, on the lawn of Hogwarts.
The three suddenly turned into three people.
"They are Tala, Mingan, and Ull. The wolves," the wizard said.
The each reached for there wand, as four people came towards them, but they were hard to see or describe.
"Must be Gryfindor, Ravenclaw, Hugglepuff and Slytherin!!" Ginny said.
"Could be," Fred said.
"You think you can withstand me??!!" Mingan asked, he the one in black robes.
"I know we can," Slytherin said.
"We, who have held the wizarding world in terror for decades. You dare to stand up to us!?!" he screamed, as the air seemed to pick up and some clouds started to roll in.
A child walked out from behind them, young, maybe eleven. He wore a blue and black cloak, and held his wand.
"Nava, shocma, sloa niva," Tala, said.
"That's not a real spell!" Ravenclaw said.
"They who defeat us will be cursed to forever be with us."
"What?"
"We can't be defeated," Ull said, in a silent creepy voice.
Gryfindor held his wand out, a bright light blasting toward the Wolves, but nothing happened, it dissolved before it had even reached them.
"Witness our power!" Mingan yelled, as lightning poured from the sky.
The small boy walked up to them, though the lightning that shocked his body, he strained hard to make it to them, and he reached his hand up to Mingal's side, as he grabed him, the three faded to a black cloud, and a strange laughter filled the sky and the sky cleared up.
"Chillan!" Ravenclaw ran to the child, but he wasn't breathing.
"He repelled magic," Gryfindor said.
And then the seen faded, as the real time had started.
"Was that Cosmouse?" Ginny asked.
"Right you are," the wizard said, countering up there brooms, "Now you should leave, for the evils that died are alive once again."
"How?" Oliver asked.
"That is the part of the story you'll have to answer for yourself," he said, disappearing.
"I want a quilt that tells stories," Fred sighed.
"Yeah, last time I was in a quilt, I nearly died," George said.
"Shut up," Ginny demanded, flying up into the sky.
"Wait up, bye Wood," Fred and George chased after her.
"Bye," he said.
He walked around to the quitch field, he hadn't been there for a long time. He now remembered he hadn't played quidich in quite a while.
"How about a one on one?" someone asked.
"It's no fun that way," Oliver replied, looking for someone.
***
The wizard that had showed them who the wolves were, had sat in a field, next to Dumbledore.
"I wonder how Cosmouse lived."
"He didn't," Dumbledore reminded.
"People don't come back from the dead," the wizard said.
"I know, mabye it's something Voldernmont did, maybe it's just his ghost, I suggest we let these wizards and witches find out for themselves. With a little assistance," Dumbledor said.
"Yes, that's true," the wizard said.
"So, will you be there when they reach the Cosmouse school?" Dumbledore asked.
"First we've got to get Ron, Hermonie and Harry back together. Otherwise this wouldn't be interesting at all."
"I'll talk to Harry."
"You might as well talk to them all, I think I'll go talk to a few friends of mine, see if we can give them anything that would help them."
"Good idea. I'll meet you at the gates of Cosmouse."
"Sure."
***
Harry gazed over his things, everything being left out. Hedgwig fluttered in the window, drooping a letter, from Hermonie.
Dear Harry,
I'm going to be going to a muggle school. What school are you
going to? Maybe we'll go to the same one? Anyway, I'll see you around.
Hermonie
"Hermonie," he said, in sigh, he didn't even want to tell his uncle that he couldn't go to Hogwarts.
And as the summer was ending, they lines were being stretched even father. Some already snapping, others bearably holding on.
THE MAGIC QUILT
Kat curled up in the middle of the black room, as someone entered.
It was Tala, in her human form.
"Why did you bring me here?" Kat asked, backing away.
Tala crouched down to eye level with her, "Time will tell, time is the only thing that can tell."
Kat reached up, to punch Tala, but she disappeared in a cloud of smoke. She reappeared behind her.
"Smart, but so so stupid," she reached for her wand.
***
The old Wizard lead the group into his hut, full of strange odds and ends. He cleared away some of the stuff with a flick of a wand and they all sat around a central table.
"What's the Cosmouse school?" Oliver asked.
"One Question at a time, Mr. Wood. And you two must be Fred and George, and you Ginny?"
"How do you know that?" Ginny asked.
"Well, it's just like I know what's destroying the Wizarding world. What's after someone's gift."
"Kat?" Oliver asked.
"Not just her, they also attacked you."
"What do they want with Oliver?" Ginny asked.
"First, you should find out what happened."
He reached by the fire place for a quilt. On the quilt were three wolves. One black, one grey and one brown.
"Looks like a regular quilt," George said.
"Not just a regular quilt."
He draped it across the fireplace and suddenly the quilt came to life.
The wolves seemed to be running at you, and then they jumped, Ginny hid behind Fred, not sure if they would jump right out. But the view changed from in front to behind, showing there destination. Hogwarts.
Suddenly it was as if they were there, on the lawn of Hogwarts.
The three suddenly turned into three people.
"They are Tala, Mingan, and Ull. The wolves," the wizard said.
The each reached for there wand, as four people came towards them, but they were hard to see or describe.
"Must be Gryfindor, Ravenclaw, Hugglepuff and Slytherin!!" Ginny said.
"Could be," Fred said.
"You think you can withstand me??!!" Mingan asked, he the one in black robes.
"I know we can," Slytherin said.
"We, who have held the wizarding world in terror for decades. You dare to stand up to us!?!" he screamed, as the air seemed to pick up and some clouds started to roll in.
A child walked out from behind them, young, maybe eleven. He wore a blue and black cloak, and held his wand.
"Nava, shocma, sloa niva," Tala, said.
"That's not a real spell!" Ravenclaw said.
"They who defeat us will be cursed to forever be with us."
"What?"
"We can't be defeated," Ull said, in a silent creepy voice.
Gryfindor held his wand out, a bright light blasting toward the Wolves, but nothing happened, it dissolved before it had even reached them.
"Witness our power!" Mingan yelled, as lightning poured from the sky.
The small boy walked up to them, though the lightning that shocked his body, he strained hard to make it to them, and he reached his hand up to Mingal's side, as he grabed him, the three faded to a black cloud, and a strange laughter filled the sky and the sky cleared up.
"Chillan!" Ravenclaw ran to the child, but he wasn't breathing.
"He repelled magic," Gryfindor said.
And then the seen faded, as the real time had started.
"Was that Cosmouse?" Ginny asked.
"Right you are," the wizard said, countering up there brooms, "Now you should leave, for the evils that died are alive once again."
"How?" Oliver asked.
"That is the part of the story you'll have to answer for yourself," he said, disappearing.
"I want a quilt that tells stories," Fred sighed.
"Yeah, last time I was in a quilt, I nearly died," George said.
"Shut up," Ginny demanded, flying up into the sky.
"Wait up, bye Wood," Fred and George chased after her.
"Bye," he said.
He walked around to the quitch field, he hadn't been there for a long time. He now remembered he hadn't played quidich in quite a while.
"How about a one on one?" someone asked.
"It's no fun that way," Oliver replied, looking for someone.
***
The wizard that had showed them who the wolves were, had sat in a field, next to Dumbledore.
"I wonder how Cosmouse lived."
"He didn't," Dumbledore reminded.
"People don't come back from the dead," the wizard said.
"I know, mabye it's something Voldernmont did, maybe it's just his ghost, I suggest we let these wizards and witches find out for themselves. With a little assistance," Dumbledor said.
"Yes, that's true," the wizard said.
"So, will you be there when they reach the Cosmouse school?" Dumbledore asked.
"First we've got to get Ron, Hermonie and Harry back together. Otherwise this wouldn't be interesting at all."
"I'll talk to Harry."
"You might as well talk to them all, I think I'll go talk to a few friends of mine, see if we can give them anything that would help them."
"Good idea. I'll meet you at the gates of Cosmouse."
"Sure."
***
Harry gazed over his things, everything being left out. Hedgwig fluttered in the window, drooping a letter, from Hermonie.
Dear Harry,
I'm going to be going to a muggle school. What school are you
going to? Maybe we'll go to the same one? Anyway, I'll see you around.
Hermonie
"Hermonie," he said, in sigh, he didn't even want to tell his uncle that he couldn't go to Hogwarts.
And as the summer was ending, they lines were being stretched even father. Some already snapping, others bearably holding on.
