Hola readers! This is the sixth chapter of my first story. I love this writing. I hope to keep writing fanfics. The romance in the story is finally coming in. This chapter is going to have a little more fluff than the last so be forewarned. I promise it will keep going in this chapter. Without further ado, lets start the show!!!! ::cues cheesy music::
Disclaimer-Same as usual. I don't own anything but the plot and some characters. I guess I can keep dreaming cause Ron won't ever be mine… sigh.
Chapter 6 Close Calls and Encounters
Ron's POV
After Plum left, Mustard and I sat for a while longer. I was still replaying the last hour and a half in my mind. Plum had actually been decent. In fact, he was cool to be around. Mustard must've been in deep thought because he was staring at the coffee table. He looked at it as if it were gold. It wasn't that nice if even that. I finally decided to break him out of his trace.
"Hey Mustard! Is the coffee table that gorgeous? Or are you picturing it as my sister?" I said a smile playing across my lips. I liked the fact that Harry was dating Ginny. They looked good together, the splitting image of his parents. I knew he would keep her safe. Hah! I'm not that blind. Don't think I didn't see him put his hands on her hips as we came down this morning. I've noticed other things too that might be useful…
"No, I wasn't." said Mustard blushing deeply. "I was just thinking about Malfoy. Not Plum, but Malfoy. Do you think that this… small friendship will end once this weekend is over? We have to solve the mystery, or something bad could happen. We could be doomed to repeat this weekend until we figure it out. Plum and Scarlet will have to flirt all the time."
"So you noticed that too? I knew they looked funny, standing in the ballroom. It finally hit me as I walked out. They couldn't be more obvious." I said. I then began pacing. I don't know why I do, but sometimes, it just comes out naturally.
"What do you think about it? Mione will hate us if we try to interfere. On the other hand, I hate to see her get hurt. I mean, she is our best friend. Oh! I don't know! I guess this wouldn't be bad if Plum hadn't been such a jerk before." Mustard also began pacing. We paced around the room until we noticed what we were doing. We looked at each other and began to laugh
"Hahahaha! Well. I think we should just let nature take it's course. If they get together, get married, and have a million kids, then I won't stop it. However, I think I might be sick if they have a million kids." Said Mustard with a grin on his face.
"Yeah that's bad. That's like quints every year for the rest of their lives. All I have to say is that they better get busy soon." We laughed about that for a long time. The grandfather clock in the hall chimed 11times. We soon heard footsteps coming down the stairs.
"Plum must be going in. Good luck to him. He's going need it." I said shaking my head. "C'mon Mustard. One more game of poker."
"Sure. Then we should go get ready. I have to see Body today. I really don't think that it's a good idea to go in my nightwear." We played for another half hour before there was a shout that shook the house. A door slammed and someone ran out.
"Plum must be done." Said Mustard not taking his eyes off his cards. There were more footsteps going down the stairs. These were much quieter, but we didn't move. "Are you hungry? Let's go see when lunch is."
I nodded as we walked out the door. Mustard and I headed straight for the place where the cook would be. The kitchen! We got there after walking past the dinning room, which was strangely dark. As we entered the kitchen, I couldn't help but stare. It must have been a five-star back in 1920. The stove was larger and old-fashioned. There were few pieces of china surrounding the walls. There was only one thing missing. The cook.
"So where's Cookie? Surely she would be cooking dinner or lunch." I said. The room was bare and empty. There were several dirty dishes still left in the sink meaning that she must have been cleaning up after breakfasts. God! Did it take that long to clean up? I searched my mind for the next place to look. I turned to face Mustard.
"Well, she's not here. I suggest we check the dinning room. The dishes in the sink tell that she was still cleaning. Maybe she went to wipe off the table." I said. Mustard gave me a bewildered look. He must think I'm crazy now. What can I say? Solving mysteries is a lot of fun. I read a lot of old mystery novels when I was little.
"How did you know that?" he asked.
"It's a gift. C'mon, I'm still hungry." I said as I led him back towards the dinning room door. The room was still dark. The curtains had been closed.
"Ow! What the hell is this?" said Mustard as he tripped over something. I searched around for a candle. When I didn't find one, I lit a match that was in my pocket. Whoa! Why do I have matches in my pocket? That's weird. As I brought the match down to the floor, another bloody face met ours. It was Cookie. She was dead.
"HOLY SHIT!!!!!!" we yelled as we ran out.
Ali's POV
It hadn't been long after Scarlet had come to join our club that we heard Plum come up the stairs. We were sent onto a fit of giggles. Well, at least Peacock and I thought it was funny. Scarlet told us to shut up, but it only made us laugh harder. Hey, if you were there, I bet you would've done the same. We talked for a little longer until we heard Plum going downstairs. Scarlet looked tense. It was like she was thinking of something that wasn't in here. I'm not sure that it was Plum either.
"Whatcha thinking about, Scarlet? You seem nervous about something." I asked. She didn't answer, but I didn't mind. Wherever her mind was, I'm sure it was important. "So how do you think Plum is getting along?"
"I don't know. What could possibly be that bad that someone would what to commit suicide over it?" said Scarlet. She sighed and said, "I suppose we'll soon find out."
"I have to go. I just remembered something that I have to do." Said Peacock as she dashed out the door. Scarlet and I stared for a while before coming to our senses.
"Hey Scarlet, I didn't see your closet yet. You haven't seen mine. So let's go though our new wardrobes!" I said. Clothes are one of my favorite things to talk about apart from Ron. "By the way, that dress is stunning. Come into my bathroom and I'll give you a lesson in styling your hair and face."
"Ok." She said looking a little scared. "But don't kill me with hair spray. Hang on… do we even have hair spray in the 1920's? Oh well. Let's go see." She said taking my arm and leading me to the bathroom. Our bathroom, which was shared by Peacock, Scarlet, and me, was quite large and had a white marble bath. The best thing was that there was an indoor toilet. This was the first thing we checked when we got into our rooms. It definitely gave us some relief.
"Alright Scarlet. Let's start at the very beginning. A very good place to start. The hair comes first. It would usually be the dress, but it seems like you have that down pat." I said surveying her dress. "Now hand me that brush and we'll get started."
My first thought of this was to turn Plum on even more than he was. This step, however, was already taken care of, courtesy of Scarlet. Her hair was very nice, soft and thick with waves of curl. If it had been permanent we could have gone to the next step. Sadly, the curl was going out. So I went to an old crimping style use by me countless times. I would rewash Scarlet's hair and braid it. It was a huge surprise to me that she didn't complain.
We had only been working for about fifteen minutes when we heard a loud, piercing scream coming from downstairs. Someone had just yelled 'Holy shit!' really loud. I usually don't mind swearing and I swear quite a bit, probably more than I should. This was just a little scary after what happened to Martin. Scarlet stared at the door with a look of complete horror. I copied her face as I start to run out of the room. The voices sounded like men so it might have been Ron. He is my boyfriend and I care for him a lot. He could be in trouble or even worse, dead. I ran out of the room and jumped down several steps to finally reach the first floor. Scarlet was right behind me. I spun around only to see Mustard and Green running towards us. They looked as though they had just seen hell. They also must not have been watching where they were going because the next thing we knew, we where tangled in a mess of red, white, yellow and green on the floor.
"Owww! You guys!! Please get off me! I can't breathe." Said Green who was on the bottom and gasping for breath. We all got off him quickly and mumbled our apologies to each other. The other guests, residents, and employee of the mansion soon found us having heard the loud crash of us falling over each other. It seemed like they were just as confused, worried, and surprised as we were.
"What the hell is your problem?" bellowed Peacock. "You scared the living shit out of us! Don't ever do that again!! Speaking of shit, who was that yelling anyway?" We all turned our heads towards Mustard and Green who seemed to have recovered from the fall and remembered why everyone was about ready to kill them for scaring us.
Green took a deep breath and said, "We have something to show you. Now don't freak out and please don't scream. My head is still sore and aching." They then turned back towards the dinning room. After we looked at each other, we followed them into the dinning room. Another horrible sight met our eyes. This was too much. Green opened the curtains letting the pale sunlight into the room. Cookie lay on the floor right behind Peacock's chair. Her eyes were open and they held a look of pure shock. She was dead. The weapon, a candlestick, lay beside her covered in her blood. Cookies head had been hit very hard with a brass candlestick. This would easily kill anyone who was unlucky enough to experience it. Peacock let out a shocked cough and ran for the bathroom. Mustard soon followed her. I don't know if he was there to help, or if he would be sick himself. The rest of us just stood there and stared not daring to move.
"So where are we going to hide this one?" asked Green. What is this? He always seems so calm around these types of things. I wish I could do that.
"I don't know, but now we can try to solve this one since we were all awake. Let's take this one to the study as well. There's still one more couch in there." Said Wadsworth who finally came back to earth. Mustard and Peacock came back and the men began to carry Cookie. This wasn't easy. Although she didn't resemble anyone from the future, she was quite chunky and must have weighed a lot. The funeral started all over again as we walked slowly to the study. The men laid Cookie down on the couch and then came and walked to us.
"I suggest we go into the library. There's more room to talk." Said Mr. Body shortly. We didn't nod or make any notion that we heard him. We just left. The library was cold and lit only by the dull sunlight.
"Alright, this is where it gets serious. Everyone here is a suspect. However some of us can clear our names now. Take Prof. Plum." Plum looked up from his stare. It was surprising that he wasn't looking at Scarlet, but I think that they were to shocked to flirt.
"Yes, I can. I was in the library with you and Wadsworth here. Before that I was with Miss Scarlet in the ballroom and then I went to the lounge with Mr. Green and Col. Mustard. I had no time to kill Cookie." He said still not looking at anyone.
"What did you do after going to the lounge. I do believe that you were still in your sleeping things at breakfast. Surely you had to change." Said Wadsworth. Duh! You just said the answer. Dumb ass…
"He did go up to change. We heard him come up the stairs, Peacock, White, and me. Right?" said Scarlet. Peacock and I nodded our heads in agreement. I knew Plum couldn't be the murderer. There was no time for him to kill.
"You said you were in the ballroom. What did you do after you left? Maybe murder Cookie?" he said with a piercing glare.
"No! I didn't do it! I went straight up to my room and took a bath. Then I went to visit Peacock and White. That's were I was before we heard the scream. White was braiding my hair. Peacock had left about fifteen minutes earlier." Said Scarlet. Well her name was cleared, but Peacock was in a tight fix. Everyone turned their heads to her.
"Hey! Wait a second here! I didn't do it either! I came downstairs. I saw Plum rush past me as I came down. I was looking for a bathroom. Wadsworth, you saw me. You told me where it was." She finished.
"Yes, I did, but there are bathrooms next to your room." He said in an icy tone. He must want to frame her. Peacock just looked at the floor.
"Hang on…if she passed Plum as she was coming down the stairs, then she couldn't have murdered Cookie. It's impossible. As for us, Green and I were together the whole time. After Plum left, we talked for a while before we decided to find out what was for lunch. We went to the kitchen and found it empty. Our next guess was the dinning room and well, I think you understand what happened next." Oh, and the plot thickens. All of us have been able to prove themselves innocent. This seemed to be annoying to Mr. Body and Wadsworth. They must have wanted us to turn on each other. Ha! You have a better chance of marrying a toaster and a microwave than splitting us up.
"Well then, if there are no other thoughts, I just want to say that Mustard, you will meet in here at 2 and Peacock, you will be here at 3. Now get out of here." He said. We filed out quietly. Another person left with us that we had completely forgotten about.
Hermione's POV
After our sad meeting, we decided to go to the kitchen to find something to eat. Even though it had only been a few hours since we ate, it seemed like forever. The walk there was in silence. No one would talk. The sight of the kitchen shocked me. You probably already know that it was a mess and it was. Cookie wasn't very neat at all.
"So now that Cookie is dead, who is going to cook now? I don't know about you, but I can't cook worth a damn." Said Green. I remember him telling Mustard and me about a certain disaster that he had over the summer with cooking. He vowed never to cook again.
"The Dursley's never let me anywhere near a stove. I can make sandwiches and some breakfast foods. I'll help with breakfast in the morning." Said Mustard. I knew that his adoptive family was terrible. After hearing some of his stories like blowing up his aunt, I can see why they never let him cook.
"I can make some salads and side dishes. If everyone likes soup, I can do some soup, but I don't think that guys want to have soup 4 times this weekend. I know I don't want to." Said Peacock. Mrs. Weasley's soups were excellent! I hope she takes after her.
"I'm with Peacock. I can't do anything with the exception of some side dishes. Sorry, but I'm not much help in the cooking department." Said White looking at the floor. I guess this was all up to me.
"Since no one else can cook, I guess I become the chief of the house. I-" I was suddenly cut off by Plum.
"Stop right there Scarlet! You're not the only person who can cook. I've had to cook several meals of my own over the summer. With some help from the house-elves, I learned quickly. My pasta is great, and my meatloaf cane out pretty nice too." He said staring at me. His eyes went deeper and deeper into mine. I felt that thing again. Ohhh, did I want him!!!
"Alright, you can cook with me this evening. For now, let's just make sandwiches. Have you ever had peanut butter and jelly? I hope they have been invented already. Oh well." I said as I headed for the pantry. "After we eat, we should probably clean up this mess. I find it hard to cook when there's a mess."
We set to work right away. There was some meat and some bread lying around. I was sad that they didn't have peanut butter or jelly. It didn't matter. Neither one of them knew what they were anyway. Everything was going smoothly until the cooking killer had to do something stupid. Green was looking for some bread and he didn't know what the wood-burning stove was doing. He placed his hand on top of the burner. He yelled out in pain as he fell backwards onto Peacock who was looking for the mayo. (If there WAS any) A jar full of pickles fell out of her hand as Green fell on her. The jar flew over us and landed on the table. The glass shattered and pickle juice was sprayed everywhere. In no time at all, all 6 of us were covered in pickle juice. I looked down at my dress. I was soaked and smelled really bad. For a while we all just stood there. Then there was a small snort coming from Plum. The snort grew into a huge laugh that made him slip on pickle juice. He fell on top of me and I was knocked into White who knocked into Mustard. We fell to the floor. Plum began to laugh hysterically. Peacock soon joined in and so did the rest of us. Before long, we were laughing so hard that there were tears in our eyes.
"This has to be the funniest thing since… well I don't know!!!" said Plum in between laughs. "I can't believe that you did that, Green! It doesn't take a genius to see that there was fire inside of the stove!"
"Yeah, even I knew that." said Peacock. Our laughter continued for a while before we decided to get up. It was then that I noticed that Plum was on top of me. He seemed to notice this to. He gave me a smirk and a wink. I returned it with a seductive smile. Well as good as I could do being covered with pickle juice. We got up and finished our sandwiches. After cleaning up, we walked back to rooms to take a bath. It was now 1 in the afternoon. Mustard needed to get ready for his meeting.
The rest of the afternoon passed by slowly. Mustard and Peacock went to their meetings. I could tell when they were coming back because the whole house shook. I changed my outfit and redid my braids. After my bath, I took the time to really pay attention to my appearance. I found some dark red lipstick and a form of what must be powder. I was to meet Plum, White and Peacock in the kitchen again at 4. We told Mustard and Green to stay for away from the kitchen. Mustard wasn't bad, but he definitely wasn't good. I changed into a short dark red dress for dinner.
I went down at 4 as promised. Plum was already there. "Hello. Ready to cook?" I asked.
"The others aren't here yet." He said moving closer to me. I could tell what was coming, and I was loving it. "Maybe we could make some chemistry of our own?" he suggested moving closer.
"Sounds tasty to me." I whispered. We came closer and closer. Just then, footsteps were heard outside. Why do these people always come in at the wrong time? This is mad!!! We pulled away as Peacock and White entered the room.
"Hi guys! I'm ready! Let's get going!" said White. We began to cook our wonderful meal of food. The menu was pasta with salad and my hand made tomato sauce. In other words, we had spaghetti. Cooking with Plum was easy. He did know his way around a kitchen. This amazed me. It took us about an hour before we called everyone down. Even Jen came. She usually ate in the kitchen. This time she took a bowl and went to the conservatory. We ate our meal quietly with very little talk. Everyone did seem to like our cooking. It was towards the end of dinner that there was a knock on the front door. We froze right there. It stayed this way before Mr. Body got up to answer it. The rest of us soon followed. Jen had come back to the hall. Mr. Body opened the door and there was a cop. I knew him! He was the one I was bribing. What was he doing here??
"May we help you sir?" asked Mr. Body. The color was drained from his face as he eyes flashed towards the study door.
"I'm sorry if I disturbed everyone here, but I need to use the phone. You see I'm still on duty and my car just got a flat tire. I saw there was a telephone cable here, and I was wondering if I could use it." Said the cop.
"Of course you may sir. You can use the one in the stu, ummm I mean the library." Said Wadsworth, catching his mistake. He led the cop into the library and motioned for us to go to the study. We almost ran there.
"Great! Now we'll all go to jail! This can't be good." said Green who began his usual pacing. We stood there until White spoke up.
"If we can't get rid if the, well, you know, then let's hide them! Listen, we can't make this obvious so listen closely. Jen, go to the lounge and act like you're cleaning. Green, you help me with the bodies. Mustard, Peacock, you go and wait in the hall. If anything comes up you can help stall. Plum, Scarlet, you guys go to the conservatory and just act natural. Pretend to water the plants or some thing. Let's go people!" We ran out as fast as we could. Plum and I raced to the conservatory. When we arrived, we thought of something to do.
"So what now? I don't know what will happen if we're caught." Said Plum glancing around nervously.
"Well, then let's water the plants in here. Oh crap! Scratch that. There isn't anything to water with let alone any water. Ok now we're stuck." I said as I sat down on a small couch. Plum sat next to me. We didn't say anything for a while. I finally realized that he was looking at me. His look immediately drove me mad with desire. Without any warning, he dove on top of my and captured my lips. At first I was surprised. Then it turned to pleasure. We kissed sweetly for a while, but I soon grew bored of being good. I pulled him all the way on top of me and opened my mouth. I could hear him moan. I was doing the same. The kiss went on and on. My hands were re=running like mad though his hair. He was all over my chest. It was only his hands. They massaged my chest gently, but passionately. This was driving my mad! He broke off just to move to my neck. I could feel him suck softly. It was right in a sensitive spot and it made me moan out loud with pleasure. Just as we would've probably ripped off our clothes there was a noise made from the door. There stood Mustard, Peacock, Mr. Body, Wadsworth, and the cop.
"Oh sorry everyone. Prof. Plum here was just helping me find something. Oh look! There it is. Well thank you for your help professor." I said. Plum quickly caught on and added "I'm glad I could be of service. Be careful not to loose that again. It could be useful someday." He said getting off me. I felt my face go red. Plum was standing up brushing some stuff off of his pants. Mustard was staring at me with a look of surprise. Peacock gave me the thumbs up sign. It least they didn't hate me.
"I guess I've seen enough sir. Thank you for letting my look around. You just seemed very nervous about something. I thought I could help. If you don't mind, may please use the telephone again? I need to make another important call." Said the cop. Questions ran though my mind. How did White pull this off? Why did I just make-out with Plum. Did it mean something or just lust? He did seem like a nice guy at lunch. Maybe there was something to us.
Wadsworth went back with the cop. Everyone came back into the hall. They had looks of nervousness on their faces. Mr. Body sent us all to bed saying that he, Wadsworth, and Jen could take care of the rest. Jen went back to the lounge and Mr. Body met Wadsworth as he came out. Mr. Body went to the billiard room and Wadsworth went to the dinning room to get a large glass of wine.
Mystery POV (Get ready!!)
It was only ten minutes later that murderer number one came out of their room. They walked downstairs. They didn't have their original weapon in hand. In fact, they had no weapon at all. However, they were planning murder. They walked slowly to the library and gently opened the door. The cop was still talking on the phone. The murderer saw a rope hidden in the shadows. They picked it up and walked towards the cop.
"Say Goodnight." They said into his ear. Seconds later, a rope was wrapped around his neck. It only took about a minute before he was dead. The murderer placed a kiss on a cheek leaving a red lipstick mark. "Ta ta sweetheart." They said as they left the room.
After the first murderer was back in bed, another person crept out. They also didn't have a weapon, but they were going to retrieve it from where the left it the night before. The murderer spied their prey in the lounge cleaning. Jen was completely unaware of the jealously behind here. She had stolen something from the murderer. This would make them all even between her and another husband. The lead pipe was lying tucked behind a picture frame. They picked it up and walked toward Jen. They lifted their hand high above her head and brought it back down on her head. With a loud thunk, she was dead. The murderer went back to bed.
No sooner had the second murderer's door closed that another door opened. A person with a wrench walked out and down. They turned toward the billiard room door. This was it. They might be able to end it all. Mr. Body was the spitting image of the murderer's arch nemesis. They crept in, but saw that Wadsworth had returned. We set the wrench down under a table and swore he would be back as they went back to bed.
A/N: Holy crap that was long!!! I can't believe I got this done in one night! Oh, well. Please read and review. Thanks to all that have reviewed. If you are confused about anything, just email me.
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