A/N: Last chapter. We're really sorry about taking so long to update, but Ruth went to camp for a week, and she had to be here for us to update. Then I had to wait for her to finish the book. Then we had to brainstorm new fanfiction ideas. Never mind. Hope you like the chapter.
Disclaimer: We made up the Dechickenator and the Chickenator. We also made up the plot that makes this whole story in the same world as OOtP. At least it should. Hope we didn't offhandly mention Sirius in this...
Chapter 8
George carefully took the top off the cage that the chicken was in. He took aim and pulled the trigger on the Dechickenator. In a few moments, the chicken was no longer in there but --
"Hi, I'm Bob," said the unfamiliar boy, his hands covering between his legs. (A/N: Come on! You didn't think they'd appear fully clothed, did you?)
"Bob?" muttered George.
"Yeah, I was turned into a chicken about three years ago. Thank you so much for rescuing me."
Needless to say, both Hermione and George were in shock. "Sorry, we're looking for our friend." Hermione reached behind the desk and pulled back the Chickenator. She pulled the trigger and after some amazing special affects, Bob was a chicken again.
"We got the wrong chicken," George told himself, picking up Bob and putting him back into the cage.
"Do you think Harry's still at Hagrid's?"
"I don't know. But, Hermione, can we bring a towel before we change Harry back?"
"Good idea. We'll start at Hagrid's and see if we can find him there."
Hermione, George, and Bob the chicken left the office and headed off to Hagrid's hut. They were walking down the corridor just outside of the Gryffindor common room when they heard a clucking sound.
"Bock, bock, bock, bock!"
Dropping Bob the chicken's cage on the ground, the George and Hermione raced around the nearest corner to see who was making the noise. Sure enough, crouched in a corner was (A/N: Daniel Jackson! Just kidding.) Harry.
Harry was cornered in this corner by none other then Neville Longbottom. "Hey, guys, check out the chicken."
"That's our chicken!" George yelled.
"Is not! I found her!" Neville yelled back and continued to try to pick up the chicken.
"It's not a her! It's a-"
Hermione elbowed George before he could finish that statement. "Neville, we need it for Transfiguration. We borrowed her from Professor McGogonal."
"You did not!" Neville finally succeeded in scooping Harry up and tucking him under one arm. "She never loans out animals; I asked her once!"
"Just give us the chicken, Longbottom!" George shouted, moving menacingly towards Neville.
Without another word, Neville reached into his robes, brought out his wand, and hexed George with the leg-locker curse.
"That was amazing Neville! How did you do that?" Hermione exclaimed, steadying George who was about to topple over.
"The DA," Neville said simply.
"You can't be in the DA. There is no DA. Because, if their was one, that would mean that this is in cannon with the fifth book. That would mean that Harry was dating Cho. He's not dating Cho! Hermione and Ginny, but not Cho," George reminded them, swaying precariously.
"No, this is my sixth year. You see, you and Fred decided that since Umbridge was gone, you would finish your seventh year. Neville learned curse that last year," Hermione explained, bringing this fanfiction to the OOtP world. "But this is irrelevant." Hermione quickly pulled out her wand, stunned Neville, grabbed Harry, fixed George's legs, and that was that.
They brought Harry back to the office, leaving Bob the chicken free to roam the hallways.
"Okay, hold him still," Hermione said, pointing the Dechickenator carefully. She aimed well, because soon, there was no chicken. Harry was standing there, a towel held around his waist.
He looked from Hermione to George. His mouth opened and closed, as if he was going to say something, but thought better of it. He seemed to be thinking of the right words. Finally, it came out. "You two suck."
A/N: Thank you, everyone! This was one of our most popular fics and we're sorry that it's over and people will stop reviewing to it! We'd write another chapter, but it would get way too fluffy. If you really want and epilogue, though, just tell us...in a review!
