Later that evening, the Freak Show was interrupted by a knock outside the
common room. Unlike the other houses, which had entrances that would be
overlooked by a passerby, the entrance to the Smookershnob dormitory was
nothing more than a password protected door.
"What do you want, asshead?" Ramo, who was in a bad mood, shouted.
"It's Josef!" a voice outside answered.
Ara shoved the door open. Josef was carrying an overflowing trunk that appeared to be holding everything he owned. Caroline and a younger girl they didn't recognize were with him.
"Squirrel!" Chippy cried, hurrying to meet the unknown person.
"I'm moving into the Smookershnob dormitory," Josef told them as he located the stairs that led to the boys' chambers.
"Why?" Ray-Ray demanded.
"The teachers are already suspicious. I was originally going to sell Breeze out of the Ravenclaw common room, but I need a more subtle location. This place is perfect. And I believe you already know Caroline and Squirrel, my new business partners."
"Who's Squirrel?" Elizabeth asked.
"She's a Slytherin second year," Chippy explained.
"Chippy is my new best friend!" Squirrel squeaked.
"Mind if we we do our homework in here?" Caroline inquired, heaving a heavy bag onto the table.
"Please do," Chippy said, assuming the role of a hostess.
Harry Potter groaned and leaned back in his chair. The blissful effects of Breeze were beginning to wear off. His homework was done, and he had no clue what any of it said. But he was still too happy to care.
"What's wrong with you two?" Hermione snapped.
Ron laughed like an idiot, and Harry found himself giggling too. He didn' t know what was funny though.
"I'm going to bed," Harry announced. He didn't want to be around Hermione when she was pissed off.
The dormitory was dark and cool. He changed into his pajamas and drew the curtains around his bed. The Breeze was pretty much gone. He remembered that Voldemort was trying to kill him and that his godfather was dead. With a sigh, Harry vowed to track Josef down and buy a year's supply of the drug that induced such delight. He wanted to forget half his life.
Suddenly, Harry noticed something strange. A small creature was floating at the opposite end of his bed. It had no body, just an oblong head. Pale green skin, two curly antennae, and large pointed ears gave it an alien- like appearance. The thing turned to face Harry, and he knew by the large blue eyes and the graceful use of cosmetics that it was female.
"Hello," he said nervously. "Who are you?"
"My name is Ashira, guardian of the dead," to Harry, her voice sounded like wind whispering through the trees.
"Why are you here?" the boy asked her.
"I've always been here," Ashira replied, "your kind just never sees us."
"There's more of you?"
"We are everywhere. Even though you have never seen me before, Harry Potter, I have taken a special interest in you."
Harry was flattered. However, he did not respond. He stared at the beautiful creature in awe. The green head moved closer to the boy. . .
"This is insane," Harry muttered aloud.
The next morning, Ron dragged himself out of bed to find the green heads staring at him again. He had noticed them the night before, but they were more distinct now. Maybe they'd go away if he ignored them. . .
The dormitory was empty except for Harry, who still had the curtains drawn around his bed.
"Harry, time to get up, mate," Ron hissed.
No reply.
"Harry?"
Ron drew the curtains aside and immediately wished that he hadn't. Though covered with blankets, Harry was obviously naked. His pajamas lay in a crumpled heap at the foot of his bed. One of the green blobs was held against his bare chest.
"Do you mind?" Harry growled. "Can't you see that we're busy?"
Ron was already sprinting out of the Gryfindor tower.
"What a lovely morning," Chippy said, gazing out the open common room door.
CRASH!
Ron knocked Chippy flat as he ran inside and seized the front of Josef's robes.
"You've got to help me!!!" the red-head squealed.
"What's the matter?" Josef sounded indifferent.
"There's little green heads everywhere, and Harry is. . ." Ron couldn't bring himself to say it, so he just screamed, "LITTLE GREEN HEADS!"
Josef was taking notes as Ron continued to bellow random insane things about disembodied green people.
"It seems that seeing these creatures is one of the side effects of Breeze," Josef commented. "That's interesting."
"You mean you didn't know what this stuff would do to you?" Ron gasped.
"You and Potter were my first human test subjects. I wasn't stupid enough to try the drug myself."
"But-- Isn't that illegal? Don't you have to get it approved by someone?"
"Breeze is an illegal substance. No one has to know about it. The heads should disappear in a few hours, kind of like a hangover."
"WHAT ABOUT HARRY?!" Ron was hysterical.
"What about him?"
"He is screwing one of the things as we speak!"
"That could be a problem." Josef admitted.
"What should I do?" Ron whimpered.
"Hm. . ." Josef handed Ron a bottle of pills. "I'll give you some Breeze, free of charge. As long as he stays high, he shouldn't be able to see them."
"I have a bad feeling about this," Chippy announced.
"What do you want, asshead?" Ramo, who was in a bad mood, shouted.
"It's Josef!" a voice outside answered.
Ara shoved the door open. Josef was carrying an overflowing trunk that appeared to be holding everything he owned. Caroline and a younger girl they didn't recognize were with him.
"Squirrel!" Chippy cried, hurrying to meet the unknown person.
"I'm moving into the Smookershnob dormitory," Josef told them as he located the stairs that led to the boys' chambers.
"Why?" Ray-Ray demanded.
"The teachers are already suspicious. I was originally going to sell Breeze out of the Ravenclaw common room, but I need a more subtle location. This place is perfect. And I believe you already know Caroline and Squirrel, my new business partners."
"Who's Squirrel?" Elizabeth asked.
"She's a Slytherin second year," Chippy explained.
"Chippy is my new best friend!" Squirrel squeaked.
"Mind if we we do our homework in here?" Caroline inquired, heaving a heavy bag onto the table.
"Please do," Chippy said, assuming the role of a hostess.
Harry Potter groaned and leaned back in his chair. The blissful effects of Breeze were beginning to wear off. His homework was done, and he had no clue what any of it said. But he was still too happy to care.
"What's wrong with you two?" Hermione snapped.
Ron laughed like an idiot, and Harry found himself giggling too. He didn' t know what was funny though.
"I'm going to bed," Harry announced. He didn't want to be around Hermione when she was pissed off.
The dormitory was dark and cool. He changed into his pajamas and drew the curtains around his bed. The Breeze was pretty much gone. He remembered that Voldemort was trying to kill him and that his godfather was dead. With a sigh, Harry vowed to track Josef down and buy a year's supply of the drug that induced such delight. He wanted to forget half his life.
Suddenly, Harry noticed something strange. A small creature was floating at the opposite end of his bed. It had no body, just an oblong head. Pale green skin, two curly antennae, and large pointed ears gave it an alien- like appearance. The thing turned to face Harry, and he knew by the large blue eyes and the graceful use of cosmetics that it was female.
"Hello," he said nervously. "Who are you?"
"My name is Ashira, guardian of the dead," to Harry, her voice sounded like wind whispering through the trees.
"Why are you here?" the boy asked her.
"I've always been here," Ashira replied, "your kind just never sees us."
"There's more of you?"
"We are everywhere. Even though you have never seen me before, Harry Potter, I have taken a special interest in you."
Harry was flattered. However, he did not respond. He stared at the beautiful creature in awe. The green head moved closer to the boy. . .
"This is insane," Harry muttered aloud.
The next morning, Ron dragged himself out of bed to find the green heads staring at him again. He had noticed them the night before, but they were more distinct now. Maybe they'd go away if he ignored them. . .
The dormitory was empty except for Harry, who still had the curtains drawn around his bed.
"Harry, time to get up, mate," Ron hissed.
No reply.
"Harry?"
Ron drew the curtains aside and immediately wished that he hadn't. Though covered with blankets, Harry was obviously naked. His pajamas lay in a crumpled heap at the foot of his bed. One of the green blobs was held against his bare chest.
"Do you mind?" Harry growled. "Can't you see that we're busy?"
Ron was already sprinting out of the Gryfindor tower.
"What a lovely morning," Chippy said, gazing out the open common room door.
CRASH!
Ron knocked Chippy flat as he ran inside and seized the front of Josef's robes.
"You've got to help me!!!" the red-head squealed.
"What's the matter?" Josef sounded indifferent.
"There's little green heads everywhere, and Harry is. . ." Ron couldn't bring himself to say it, so he just screamed, "LITTLE GREEN HEADS!"
Josef was taking notes as Ron continued to bellow random insane things about disembodied green people.
"It seems that seeing these creatures is one of the side effects of Breeze," Josef commented. "That's interesting."
"You mean you didn't know what this stuff would do to you?" Ron gasped.
"You and Potter were my first human test subjects. I wasn't stupid enough to try the drug myself."
"But-- Isn't that illegal? Don't you have to get it approved by someone?"
"Breeze is an illegal substance. No one has to know about it. The heads should disappear in a few hours, kind of like a hangover."
"WHAT ABOUT HARRY?!" Ron was hysterical.
"What about him?"
"He is screwing one of the things as we speak!"
"That could be a problem." Josef admitted.
"What should I do?" Ron whimpered.
"Hm. . ." Josef handed Ron a bottle of pills. "I'll give you some Breeze, free of charge. As long as he stays high, he shouldn't be able to see them."
"I have a bad feeling about this," Chippy announced.