Chapter 2 Colin Yay! Harry Who?
Everyone was gathered around the dark kitchen at the Order's HQ. Harry was practicing some fighting maneuvers in the corner while Colin stood in the middle of the room, hand sticking straight out, staring down the length of his wand as if lining the tip up with an invisible foe. Hermoine was seated at the table looking over a large map as Ron walked through the door and over to Luna, who was trying desperatly to open a bottle of Butterbeer. Ron hastily drew his wand from his pocket and stabbed it into the air.
"The quick-draw's about more than just speed, it's also about flicking the wand the right way," He said as he put his wand back in his pocket only to grab it once more and stab the air. "And there can also be splinter issues, it is a true test of dexterity," he continued, not noticing Luna's lack of interest with him.
"Can you open this?" She sighed, holding the bottle up to Ron.
"No, every time I open one of those, it explodes all over my face leaving half the bottle empty," He told her before drawing his wand yet again from his pocket and stabbing at the air in front of him with a determined look on his face.
Harry was now practicing his fighting techniques with Colin, who easily dodged one of Harry's punches.
"Thanks for doing this Colin, I wouldn't ask but..." he said, pulling his arms back to his side.
"Hey, don't worry about it. House full of death eaters, you come get me, okay," Colin said with an uplifting smile, "box full of puppies, ehhh, that's more of a judgment call." They both laughed heartily before Colin straightened his face and brought up his arms in a defensive block and said, "Hit me!" Harry determindly threw his fist forward as Colin quickly blocked his punch and shoved one right back.
"You got me," Harry laughed, and tried to hide the disappointed look on his face. "It was very...punchy," he said to try and seem more positive.
"Watch out for south paws Harry, don't let em' surprise you," Colin told Harry with a knowledgeable look on his face. Harry lowered his head as he frowned.
"Well, I haven't herd any rumors of any premeditated plans. It seems to just be another random death eater get together if you will," Dumbledore said briskly as he walked over to the table and took a seat next to Hermoine while everyone else gathered around.
"And they say death eaters never just hang out and mingle anymore," Harry said sarcastically.
"Hmm, thanks Albus. It's good to know we're not walking into an evil trap or other," Colin offered cheerfully as he patted Dumbledore on the back.
Hermoine made a small squeak and everyone turned to look at her.
"Oh, Colin, I've found the house on the map. It was hard to locate at first, because it's in a muggle neighborhood, but after a few locator spells and enlargment charms I've been able to pull up a blueprint of the inside of the house. Maybe we can find a safe way of getting in without being seen...oh, wait, no, there's just this one enterance through the front door." Colin bent over Hermoine's shoulder and placed his closed palm to his mouth as he contemplated.
Harry spoke up suddenly with a triumphant look on his face, and he began speaking in exited tones, "Well, maybe we could make this work for us. Ya know, stake out the house, then maybe use a decoy. Draw them out, and.."
"Or I bet..." He was cut off abruptly by Colin, who was now leaning over the map with his wand out, adjusting the view of the blueprints.
"There, I can get in that way," Colin said with a confidant ease and shrug of his shoulders. Harry's smile dropped slightly and he looked down at the floor.
"Oh, of course, why didn't I think of that," Hermoine gushed as she looked adoringly up at Colin.
"I'm sure you would have," He told her, giving her a charming smile that made her blush.
"I think we have a plan," Colin announced loudly to the group as he strolled across the room and picked up his cloak. "Harry, you go in first, let them get a look of the boy who lived. Ron, you..." Colin stopped as he looked down at a chessboard that was set up at the end of the table, "the nizonwintch defense..." He bent over the board in concentration and called out a command as one of the pieces moved across the board and proceeded to violently push another piece off the board and crash onto the floor. Colin picked up the small piece and placed it back on the board. "Got it in four this time Ron, you almost got me that time," he smirked and turned back to the group as Ron walked up to the board staring with a disbelieving awe.
"Hermoine, Ron, Luna, you back up Harry. I'll be the surprise guest." He looked around the room at all the expectant faces and continued, "everyone, let's show these death eaters that they came to the wrong neighborhood."
Everyone was gathered around the dark kitchen at the Order's HQ. Harry was practicing some fighting maneuvers in the corner while Colin stood in the middle of the room, hand sticking straight out, staring down the length of his wand as if lining the tip up with an invisible foe. Hermoine was seated at the table looking over a large map as Ron walked through the door and over to Luna, who was trying desperatly to open a bottle of Butterbeer. Ron hastily drew his wand from his pocket and stabbed it into the air.
"The quick-draw's about more than just speed, it's also about flicking the wand the right way," He said as he put his wand back in his pocket only to grab it once more and stab the air. "And there can also be splinter issues, it is a true test of dexterity," he continued, not noticing Luna's lack of interest with him.
"Can you open this?" She sighed, holding the bottle up to Ron.
"No, every time I open one of those, it explodes all over my face leaving half the bottle empty," He told her before drawing his wand yet again from his pocket and stabbing at the air in front of him with a determined look on his face.
Harry was now practicing his fighting techniques with Colin, who easily dodged one of Harry's punches.
"Thanks for doing this Colin, I wouldn't ask but..." he said, pulling his arms back to his side.
"Hey, don't worry about it. House full of death eaters, you come get me, okay," Colin said with an uplifting smile, "box full of puppies, ehhh, that's more of a judgment call." They both laughed heartily before Colin straightened his face and brought up his arms in a defensive block and said, "Hit me!" Harry determindly threw his fist forward as Colin quickly blocked his punch and shoved one right back.
"You got me," Harry laughed, and tried to hide the disappointed look on his face. "It was very...punchy," he said to try and seem more positive.
"Watch out for south paws Harry, don't let em' surprise you," Colin told Harry with a knowledgeable look on his face. Harry lowered his head as he frowned.
"Well, I haven't herd any rumors of any premeditated plans. It seems to just be another random death eater get together if you will," Dumbledore said briskly as he walked over to the table and took a seat next to Hermoine while everyone else gathered around.
"And they say death eaters never just hang out and mingle anymore," Harry said sarcastically.
"Hmm, thanks Albus. It's good to know we're not walking into an evil trap or other," Colin offered cheerfully as he patted Dumbledore on the back.
Hermoine made a small squeak and everyone turned to look at her.
"Oh, Colin, I've found the house on the map. It was hard to locate at first, because it's in a muggle neighborhood, but after a few locator spells and enlargment charms I've been able to pull up a blueprint of the inside of the house. Maybe we can find a safe way of getting in without being seen...oh, wait, no, there's just this one enterance through the front door." Colin bent over Hermoine's shoulder and placed his closed palm to his mouth as he contemplated.
Harry spoke up suddenly with a triumphant look on his face, and he began speaking in exited tones, "Well, maybe we could make this work for us. Ya know, stake out the house, then maybe use a decoy. Draw them out, and.."
"Or I bet..." He was cut off abruptly by Colin, who was now leaning over the map with his wand out, adjusting the view of the blueprints.
"There, I can get in that way," Colin said with a confidant ease and shrug of his shoulders. Harry's smile dropped slightly and he looked down at the floor.
"Oh, of course, why didn't I think of that," Hermoine gushed as she looked adoringly up at Colin.
"I'm sure you would have," He told her, giving her a charming smile that made her blush.
"I think we have a plan," Colin announced loudly to the group as he strolled across the room and picked up his cloak. "Harry, you go in first, let them get a look of the boy who lived. Ron, you..." Colin stopped as he looked down at a chessboard that was set up at the end of the table, "the nizonwintch defense..." He bent over the board in concentration and called out a command as one of the pieces moved across the board and proceeded to violently push another piece off the board and crash onto the floor. Colin picked up the small piece and placed it back on the board. "Got it in four this time Ron, you almost got me that time," he smirked and turned back to the group as Ron walked up to the board staring with a disbelieving awe.
"Hermoine, Ron, Luna, you back up Harry. I'll be the surprise guest." He looked around the room at all the expectant faces and continued, "everyone, let's show these death eaters that they came to the wrong neighborhood."