Authors note: I'd like to say a few more words in my defense and Catherine's. I took the Mary-Sue test and I really don't think she is. I may have described her a bit at the beginning but that's just so you get a sense of her and who she is. I'd also like to add that I'm 14 so I'm hardly writing Hamlet.
I am never doing that again. I am filthy and battered. Non magic people, who until yesterday I counted myself among, may be behind wizards in many ways but not in transportation. True they can't disappear in one place and appear in another but they never have had to travel like I just did- by floo powder- so they have that advantage. Slow but steady may not win the race but they don't breath in soot every time they fancy an outing either. Anyway I'm rambling. None of the others had any problem with it so maybe it gets better with experience or maybe I'm just accident prone. Anyway this invisibility cloak is quite amazing. I can only dream of the pranks I would have pulled with it back with the muggles -Ginny says that's the correct term for people unfortunate enough never to be forced to travel by floo powder because they attracted too much attention on the underground.
The house we arrived in was very big and much more what I thought a wizard ought to live in: Big and old fashioned with all kinds of fascinating objects. And get this, the oil paintings and silver framed pictures moved.
Crouched under this wonderful cloak we all had to squish. Ron was so tall he had to bend over slightly. It was lucky I was so small and skinny. I had never liked being small but in the past few days it had come in handy. Perhaps the wizard world is meant for midgets like me. Ron better move out if it is.
We all crept out of the kitchen into the hall. There were a lot of people there who I didn't know, bustling around, disappearing and appearing at will, each time with a loud crack.
"Who are these people?" I whispered. No one could hear me above the noise they were making.
"The order of the phoenix" explained Harry. "It's a secret society fighting against Voldemort." A woman with pink hair was standing on a chair. "That's Tonks" Harry whispered.
"Order! Order!" Tonks was yelling, flailing her arms like a windmill. Suddenly there was a loud thud and some swearing and I saw Tonks had fallen from her chair. How silly adults were when they thought kids weren't watching them. Finally it was Mrs. Weasley who got everyone to be quiet.
"Listen! I know you all are frantic and confused but if you listen to Arthur than maybe you'll know what's going on." The man called Arthur stood up.
"The ministry has been shut down"this was greeted with much alarm and I asked
"What Ministry?"
"The ministry of magic I suppose"Harry said. Arthur was trying to continue.
"It's closed, due to recent out breaks of incruentatus vomica" everyone gasped. I looked at Harry in confusion but saw that he looked just as bewildered as me. Then I looked at Ron and Ginny and both of them looked horrified.
"We better go," said Harry when he saw the expressions on both Weasleys''' faces. "We shouldn't have come."
"How are we getting back?" I asked hopefully.
"Floo powder" responded Harry, crushing all my hopes and dreams.
"Damn." You'd think with all their magic powers they'd invent a better way to travel.
"Watch your mouth," said a voice from behind us. We all jumped and spun around, becoming tangled in the cloak we fell. I looked up and saw a horrible looking man standing over us. His face was so scared it hardly resembled a face anymore and his eyes didn't match. I thought he must be a very dark wizard, Voldemort maybe.
"Moody!" Harry exclaimed from beside me. "How stupid we've been, you can see through invisibility cloaks!" I didn't think that was quite fair of Harry, if I'd known that someone could see through invisibility cloaks maybe I would have rethought this plan but I hadn't known so really it was 'How stupid me and Ron and Ginny have been. Not Catherine.' But whatever. There I go again being a self-absorbed bitch. Anyway the scary man called Moody led us into the kitchen and told us to sit down. We took off the cloak seeing as it now was pointless we all felt a bit stupid in it. He held out his hand to me.
"I'm very pleased to meet you miss Potter" he smiled but it only made him look scarier. Then he turned to Harry. "Who's brilliant idea was this?" Everyone pointed at me and I blushed. "Well Catherine there is no doubt that you're a Potter. Nevertheless you three shouldn't have listened to her. Anything could have happened. The floo network is being watched and you could have ended up anywhere." I raised my eyebrows. "Yes anywhere. Traveling these days is dangerous. Hardly was safe before . . . "
"Mr. Moody?" said Ginny hesitantly. "About what we heard it there-"
"I'm afraid it's true" he heaved a great sigh. "It's happened before. Killed half the population. They are taking measures to prevent it and have found a cure."
"If there's a cure then what's the big deal?" Ginny demanded.
"The cure doesn't make it go away, it simply keeps the person from dying. They will be terribly sick but alive"
"What are we talking about?" I interrupted.
"Incruentatus vomica" responded Moody. "It's a disease that attacks you blood. Eventually you have no blood in your body. It originated from vampires and the last outbreak was nearly fifty years ago." I didn't even bother being surprised to find out that there are real vampires.
"Ew" I said in disgust. They all looked at me. "Well that's gross!"
"It is gross. And deadly without treatment. It's a sad day for the wizard population. The Dark Lords return and now- this."
"Are you going to tell our mum we were here?" Moody shook his grisly head.
"As long as you promise to listen from now on. I think your Mum has enough to worry about. I'll set up a portkey"
"A what?"
"It's an ordinary looking object that you touch and it transports you somewhere." he pulled out his wand. "Accio pasta pot" the pasta pot flew across the room and he tapped it muttering. It glowed blue for a moment and then looked normal again. "All you have to do is touch it." right then I could have kissed him.
I am never doing that again. I am filthy and battered. Non magic people, who until yesterday I counted myself among, may be behind wizards in many ways but not in transportation. True they can't disappear in one place and appear in another but they never have had to travel like I just did- by floo powder- so they have that advantage. Slow but steady may not win the race but they don't breath in soot every time they fancy an outing either. Anyway I'm rambling. None of the others had any problem with it so maybe it gets better with experience or maybe I'm just accident prone. Anyway this invisibility cloak is quite amazing. I can only dream of the pranks I would have pulled with it back with the muggles -Ginny says that's the correct term for people unfortunate enough never to be forced to travel by floo powder because they attracted too much attention on the underground.
The house we arrived in was very big and much more what I thought a wizard ought to live in: Big and old fashioned with all kinds of fascinating objects. And get this, the oil paintings and silver framed pictures moved.
Crouched under this wonderful cloak we all had to squish. Ron was so tall he had to bend over slightly. It was lucky I was so small and skinny. I had never liked being small but in the past few days it had come in handy. Perhaps the wizard world is meant for midgets like me. Ron better move out if it is.
We all crept out of the kitchen into the hall. There were a lot of people there who I didn't know, bustling around, disappearing and appearing at will, each time with a loud crack.
"Who are these people?" I whispered. No one could hear me above the noise they were making.
"The order of the phoenix" explained Harry. "It's a secret society fighting against Voldemort." A woman with pink hair was standing on a chair. "That's Tonks" Harry whispered.
"Order! Order!" Tonks was yelling, flailing her arms like a windmill. Suddenly there was a loud thud and some swearing and I saw Tonks had fallen from her chair. How silly adults were when they thought kids weren't watching them. Finally it was Mrs. Weasley who got everyone to be quiet.
"Listen! I know you all are frantic and confused but if you listen to Arthur than maybe you'll know what's going on." The man called Arthur stood up.
"The ministry has been shut down"this was greeted with much alarm and I asked
"What Ministry?"
"The ministry of magic I suppose"Harry said. Arthur was trying to continue.
"It's closed, due to recent out breaks of incruentatus vomica" everyone gasped. I looked at Harry in confusion but saw that he looked just as bewildered as me. Then I looked at Ron and Ginny and both of them looked horrified.
"We better go," said Harry when he saw the expressions on both Weasleys''' faces. "We shouldn't have come."
"How are we getting back?" I asked hopefully.
"Floo powder" responded Harry, crushing all my hopes and dreams.
"Damn." You'd think with all their magic powers they'd invent a better way to travel.
"Watch your mouth," said a voice from behind us. We all jumped and spun around, becoming tangled in the cloak we fell. I looked up and saw a horrible looking man standing over us. His face was so scared it hardly resembled a face anymore and his eyes didn't match. I thought he must be a very dark wizard, Voldemort maybe.
"Moody!" Harry exclaimed from beside me. "How stupid we've been, you can see through invisibility cloaks!" I didn't think that was quite fair of Harry, if I'd known that someone could see through invisibility cloaks maybe I would have rethought this plan but I hadn't known so really it was 'How stupid me and Ron and Ginny have been. Not Catherine.' But whatever. There I go again being a self-absorbed bitch. Anyway the scary man called Moody led us into the kitchen and told us to sit down. We took off the cloak seeing as it now was pointless we all felt a bit stupid in it. He held out his hand to me.
"I'm very pleased to meet you miss Potter" he smiled but it only made him look scarier. Then he turned to Harry. "Who's brilliant idea was this?" Everyone pointed at me and I blushed. "Well Catherine there is no doubt that you're a Potter. Nevertheless you three shouldn't have listened to her. Anything could have happened. The floo network is being watched and you could have ended up anywhere." I raised my eyebrows. "Yes anywhere. Traveling these days is dangerous. Hardly was safe before . . . "
"Mr. Moody?" said Ginny hesitantly. "About what we heard it there-"
"I'm afraid it's true" he heaved a great sigh. "It's happened before. Killed half the population. They are taking measures to prevent it and have found a cure."
"If there's a cure then what's the big deal?" Ginny demanded.
"The cure doesn't make it go away, it simply keeps the person from dying. They will be terribly sick but alive"
"What are we talking about?" I interrupted.
"Incruentatus vomica" responded Moody. "It's a disease that attacks you blood. Eventually you have no blood in your body. It originated from vampires and the last outbreak was nearly fifty years ago." I didn't even bother being surprised to find out that there are real vampires.
"Ew" I said in disgust. They all looked at me. "Well that's gross!"
"It is gross. And deadly without treatment. It's a sad day for the wizard population. The Dark Lords return and now- this."
"Are you going to tell our mum we were here?" Moody shook his grisly head.
"As long as you promise to listen from now on. I think your Mum has enough to worry about. I'll set up a portkey"
"A what?"
"It's an ordinary looking object that you touch and it transports you somewhere." he pulled out his wand. "Accio pasta pot" the pasta pot flew across the room and he tapped it muttering. It glowed blue for a moment and then looked normal again. "All you have to do is touch it." right then I could have kissed him.