Voldemort?!?
"We can't be seen, moron." Hermione snapped at him. Of course, she was right, they can't see them.
"I don't wanna." Harry and Ron whined.
"You'll go if I have to hex you into next Tuesday", she said while taking out her wand.
"We can't see the damn thing in the dark anyway Herm." Ron said, trying to persuade her to not go. It wasn't working.
"Why do you want to go back so quickly anyway Herm?" Harry said.
"Cause... cause..." Herm stuttered.
"Cause?....."
"I don't WANT to go home. It's a matter of NEEDING to go home, before we let something slip, or do something we might regret." She said in a huff.
"You don't trust us?" He ventured.
"No." She said shortly.
"That's not very fair Hermione."
"Yeah, we trust you."
"And we're friends."
"If there's no trust in a relationship..."
"Then there's no relationship." They concluded.
"Oh, stop acting like the twins." She said.
"Listen, we're tired." Harry whined.
"Really tired."
"And we want to go to bed, so let's vote. All in faver of going out into the cold ocean air to search for a dark colored box that is contrasting with the air around it, raise thy hand." He said. Hermione raised her hand. "All thee in favor of staying in and sleeping, raise thy hand." Harry and Ron raised their hands.
"It's settled then, we're getting a good night's sleep and not going out to look for a blue-and-black box." Harry said, resuming his spot on the fluffy inviting couch he was gonna sleep on.
"I am gettin tire of saying 'blue-and-black box' all the time, let's make up a code name for it." Ron said, resuming his spot on his couch across from Harry's couch.
Herm rolled her eyes and sat on her air-up bed in the middle of the living room and went to sleep.
"How 'bout 'Inx'." Ron suggested.
"Inx?"
"No, yer right, bad idea."
"How 'bout 'Frog'?"
"Frog?!?"
"Never mind."
"What about 'Bluek'" Ron suggested.
"What is that suposed to mean?"
"You know, mixture of blue and black."
"That's indigo."
"Then use indigo then."
"That's a good idea."
"Duh."
Then they fell asleep.
The next morning was sleepy, everyone was sleeping and nothing was to bother that, except for two people who refused to be statistics.
"You gotta see this kid's eyes, Lily, they're exactly like yours." Lily's voice whispered to Lily(who was James).
"James, I don't want to have the son of satan, I refuse to. He doesn't exsist." She said, they were referring to Harry. James was correct in thinking Lily was in fact Harry's mother. But when he told Lily, she completely refused the idea.
"Lily, it's a possiblity...."
"Shut up, I am not having this conversation with you."
"If you got to know me a little better..."
"Never."
"Not a chance?"
"No. Well... mabey a small chance, tiny, miniscule, little itty bitty..."
"I get the picture."
"Who brought the camera?"
"Oh haha."
"It wasn't funny."
"Your probably right."
They got to the living room arch way and looked in. "No one's in here."
"You just can't see them." James tried to explain "Give me my hand." He said, taking Lily's hand.
He lead her forward. "Let me go..."
James reached the couch and made Lily touch Harry's face, who looked like he was sleeping.
Lily and Harry both gasped at the same time. James was a little taken aback too. Harry sat bolt upright on the couch and he was sweating profusely and practically gasping for air.
Lily could see him now, and he looked straight at her for like two seconds before turning to the other invisible people she couldn't see. They had woken at the gasp as well.
"Voldemort." He said and then the invisible pushed past her and they appeared right infront of her face. She gasped and stepped back. Pandemonium was in the room as the kids, one with bushy brown hair and one with red hair started shooting Harry questions like 'What?!?' and 'OUR Voldemort?!? Is he HERE?!?'
Harry just nodded weakly with wide eyes.
"Oh shit."
Really REALLY short chapter sorry. Writer's block ):
"We can't be seen, moron." Hermione snapped at him. Of course, she was right, they can't see them.
"I don't wanna." Harry and Ron whined.
"You'll go if I have to hex you into next Tuesday", she said while taking out her wand.
"We can't see the damn thing in the dark anyway Herm." Ron said, trying to persuade her to not go. It wasn't working.
"Why do you want to go back so quickly anyway Herm?" Harry said.
"Cause... cause..." Herm stuttered.
"Cause?....."
"I don't WANT to go home. It's a matter of NEEDING to go home, before we let something slip, or do something we might regret." She said in a huff.
"You don't trust us?" He ventured.
"No." She said shortly.
"That's not very fair Hermione."
"Yeah, we trust you."
"And we're friends."
"If there's no trust in a relationship..."
"Then there's no relationship." They concluded.
"Oh, stop acting like the twins." She said.
"Listen, we're tired." Harry whined.
"Really tired."
"And we want to go to bed, so let's vote. All in faver of going out into the cold ocean air to search for a dark colored box that is contrasting with the air around it, raise thy hand." He said. Hermione raised her hand. "All thee in favor of staying in and sleeping, raise thy hand." Harry and Ron raised their hands.
"It's settled then, we're getting a good night's sleep and not going out to look for a blue-and-black box." Harry said, resuming his spot on the fluffy inviting couch he was gonna sleep on.
"I am gettin tire of saying 'blue-and-black box' all the time, let's make up a code name for it." Ron said, resuming his spot on his couch across from Harry's couch.
Herm rolled her eyes and sat on her air-up bed in the middle of the living room and went to sleep.
"How 'bout 'Inx'." Ron suggested.
"Inx?"
"No, yer right, bad idea."
"How 'bout 'Frog'?"
"Frog?!?"
"Never mind."
"What about 'Bluek'" Ron suggested.
"What is that suposed to mean?"
"You know, mixture of blue and black."
"That's indigo."
"Then use indigo then."
"That's a good idea."
"Duh."
Then they fell asleep.
The next morning was sleepy, everyone was sleeping and nothing was to bother that, except for two people who refused to be statistics.
"You gotta see this kid's eyes, Lily, they're exactly like yours." Lily's voice whispered to Lily(who was James).
"James, I don't want to have the son of satan, I refuse to. He doesn't exsist." She said, they were referring to Harry. James was correct in thinking Lily was in fact Harry's mother. But when he told Lily, she completely refused the idea.
"Lily, it's a possiblity...."
"Shut up, I am not having this conversation with you."
"If you got to know me a little better..."
"Never."
"Not a chance?"
"No. Well... mabey a small chance, tiny, miniscule, little itty bitty..."
"I get the picture."
"Who brought the camera?"
"Oh haha."
"It wasn't funny."
"Your probably right."
They got to the living room arch way and looked in. "No one's in here."
"You just can't see them." James tried to explain "Give me my hand." He said, taking Lily's hand.
He lead her forward. "Let me go..."
James reached the couch and made Lily touch Harry's face, who looked like he was sleeping.
Lily and Harry both gasped at the same time. James was a little taken aback too. Harry sat bolt upright on the couch and he was sweating profusely and practically gasping for air.
Lily could see him now, and he looked straight at her for like two seconds before turning to the other invisible people she couldn't see. They had woken at the gasp as well.
"Voldemort." He said and then the invisible pushed past her and they appeared right infront of her face. She gasped and stepped back. Pandemonium was in the room as the kids, one with bushy brown hair and one with red hair started shooting Harry questions like 'What?!?' and 'OUR Voldemort?!? Is he HERE?!?'
Harry just nodded weakly with wide eyes.
"Oh shit."
Really REALLY short chapter sorry. Writer's block ):