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Disclaimer: Harry Potter is a registered trademark that belongs to JK Rowling and Warner Brothers
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Chapter three begins at the zoo, in the reptile house. read on!
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Finally, Harry had found the biggest snake in the reptile house, a Brazilian boa constrictor. It had been a close tie between an Egyptian Python and the boa, both could have easily wrapped themselves a dozen times around Dudley's middle, and that was no small feat.
Harry and Piers were talking excitedly about the snake while Dudley huffed to catch up them. Dudley however, was disappointed to find out that the snake was, in fact, sleeping, and not killing live food or something more exciting.
Harry was let down too. He wanted it to see it in motion, its body slithering along the branches of the artificial habitat.
"Move!" said Dudley as he tapped his fingernails along the glass.
"Yeah, do something!" shouted Harry, copying Dudley.
Everyone stopped. Mr. and Mrs. Dursley ended their conversation to stare at Harry with fearful worry. Piers stopped poking Dudley. Dudley stopped tapping. Harry continued coaxing the snake, unaware of the people around him.
"Come on, snake, wake up!"
Piers, who was standing next to Harry, jabbed him in the ribs. "What are you doing, Harry? Do you think you can wake up the snake by speaking all snake-like? It sounds really cool, it does, but it's kind of weird."
Harry looked at Piers with an annoyed face. "What do you mean, I'm speaking a different language? I haven't said anything of the sort!"
Mr. and Mrs. Durlsey exchanged apprehensive expressions. Harry's annoyance changed to confusion as he saw the terror on his cousin's face and the anxiety on his aunt and uncle's.
In the silence of the moment, the snake lifted its head. In a voice that only Harry could hear, it said, "Hello, Harry Potter, it isss an honor to meet you at lassst."
Piers, oblivious to the alarm of the people around him, shouted, "Hey look, the snake! It's moving, and its tongue is out like it's hissing!"
"What's going on?" whispered Harry, still in shock from the snake so clearly talking to him, "How do you know my name? Why can you talk?"
Dudley moved closer to his parents. He was scared of Harry's sudden and incessant hissing. It was so. unlike Harry.
"Why are you here, Harry Potter? Issss there anything do anything for you? My zzzoo keeper is a wizzzzard too. I can give write him a messsssage, if you'd like. I imagine that it would get rather lonely living with mugglessss." The snake was making direct eye contact with Harry.
Harry was panicking. The snake had just said he was a wizard. Harry was scared of wizards. They killed his parents.
"I am not a wizard!!" shouted Harry. He turned towards his aunt and uncle, who were still gazing at Harry. "I'm not a wizard", said Harry, this time in English. "I'm not a wizard." Harry repeated it to himself, backing away from the snake's cage. He found himself trapped against the other side of the hallway, against a rattlesnake's exhibit.
The rattlesnake had been listening to the conversation. "Not a wizzzzard?", it asked. "Why of coursssssse you are! Lisssssssten! You are talking to me, aren't you?"
Harry jumped. Turning around, he started to flee down the hall, hissing and speaking, "I'm not a wizard", alternatively. Terror and fear rushed inside him as he realized his worst nightmare coming true.
He collapsed on the tile floor. Mrs. Dursley rushed to him.
"Of course, you're not a wizard", she cooed, but the look on her face would have betrayed her if Harry had still been conscious.
Vernon picked up Harry after Petunia proclaimed that he had fainted.
The snakes in the reptile house were all awake and moving about, hissing persistently.
Fourth chappie up soon! Love you if you review.. emily
Disclaimer: Harry Potter is a registered trademark that belongs to JK Rowling and Warner Brothers
~~~~~
Chapter three begins at the zoo, in the reptile house. read on!
~~~~~
Finally, Harry had found the biggest snake in the reptile house, a Brazilian boa constrictor. It had been a close tie between an Egyptian Python and the boa, both could have easily wrapped themselves a dozen times around Dudley's middle, and that was no small feat.
Harry and Piers were talking excitedly about the snake while Dudley huffed to catch up them. Dudley however, was disappointed to find out that the snake was, in fact, sleeping, and not killing live food or something more exciting.
Harry was let down too. He wanted it to see it in motion, its body slithering along the branches of the artificial habitat.
"Move!" said Dudley as he tapped his fingernails along the glass.
"Yeah, do something!" shouted Harry, copying Dudley.
Everyone stopped. Mr. and Mrs. Dursley ended their conversation to stare at Harry with fearful worry. Piers stopped poking Dudley. Dudley stopped tapping. Harry continued coaxing the snake, unaware of the people around him.
"Come on, snake, wake up!"
Piers, who was standing next to Harry, jabbed him in the ribs. "What are you doing, Harry? Do you think you can wake up the snake by speaking all snake-like? It sounds really cool, it does, but it's kind of weird."
Harry looked at Piers with an annoyed face. "What do you mean, I'm speaking a different language? I haven't said anything of the sort!"
Mr. and Mrs. Durlsey exchanged apprehensive expressions. Harry's annoyance changed to confusion as he saw the terror on his cousin's face and the anxiety on his aunt and uncle's.
In the silence of the moment, the snake lifted its head. In a voice that only Harry could hear, it said, "Hello, Harry Potter, it isss an honor to meet you at lassst."
Piers, oblivious to the alarm of the people around him, shouted, "Hey look, the snake! It's moving, and its tongue is out like it's hissing!"
"What's going on?" whispered Harry, still in shock from the snake so clearly talking to him, "How do you know my name? Why can you talk?"
Dudley moved closer to his parents. He was scared of Harry's sudden and incessant hissing. It was so. unlike Harry.
"Why are you here, Harry Potter? Issss there anything do anything for you? My zzzoo keeper is a wizzzzard too. I can give write him a messsssage, if you'd like. I imagine that it would get rather lonely living with mugglessss." The snake was making direct eye contact with Harry.
Harry was panicking. The snake had just said he was a wizard. Harry was scared of wizards. They killed his parents.
"I am not a wizard!!" shouted Harry. He turned towards his aunt and uncle, who were still gazing at Harry. "I'm not a wizard", said Harry, this time in English. "I'm not a wizard." Harry repeated it to himself, backing away from the snake's cage. He found himself trapped against the other side of the hallway, against a rattlesnake's exhibit.
The rattlesnake had been listening to the conversation. "Not a wizzzzard?", it asked. "Why of coursssssse you are! Lisssssssten! You are talking to me, aren't you?"
Harry jumped. Turning around, he started to flee down the hall, hissing and speaking, "I'm not a wizard", alternatively. Terror and fear rushed inside him as he realized his worst nightmare coming true.
He collapsed on the tile floor. Mrs. Dursley rushed to him.
"Of course, you're not a wizard", she cooed, but the look on her face would have betrayed her if Harry had still been conscious.
Vernon picked up Harry after Petunia proclaimed that he had fainted.
The snakes in the reptile house were all awake and moving about, hissing persistently.
Fourth chappie up soon! Love you if you review.. emily