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Chapter four: Diagon Alley
In two days, at ten o' clock in the morning, the four of them plus Mrs. Weasley were standing in front of the fireplace.
"Now, you!" she said looking at them like a hen at little chicks, "speak loud and clear 'Weasley Wizard Wheezes', o.k.?!"
"I wish they chose a less tongue-twisting name." mumbled Ron without his mother noticing.
"Ron, you go first!" she added.
Ron threw a bit of Floo Powder in the fire, stepped inside and said "Weasley Wizard Wheezes".
"Ginny, you next" Mrs. Weasley continued.
Ginny repeated her brother's steps and after that Hermione went through.
"Well, you too, Harry, dear!" Mrs. Weasley said and Harry threw the Floo Powder inside then got in himself. The flames were comfortably warm and he said as fast as possible: "Weasley Wizard Wheezes!" He then started spinning at a very high speed and he closed his eyes. After a while, he stopped spinning and was thrown face-forward out a fireplace.
"He, he!" he heard two voices as he was getting out, "Ickle Harry made it out fine and decided to kiss the earth gratefully!"
Harry got up and looked at the speakers. The Weasley twins were grinning and somewhere behind them were Ron, Hermione and Ginny.
"Welcome to our humble shop, o, grateful one!" Fred added. Harry looked around him and saw a room full of different objects put all around the room, with small labels under them. He noticed Skiving Snackboxes, Extendable Ears and other things he knew and a few other things he didn't know.
The twins showed him shelf full of different jars.
"Canary Cream and later versions: Crow Cream, Rabbit Cream and Hawk Cream."
At that moment, Mrs. Weasley emerged from the fireplace.
"Hello, Fred, George, dear" she said.
"Hi, mum!" George and Fred answered.
Suddenly Harry realized that Ginny, Hermione and Ron were no longer there.
"Uh, guys?" he asked looking at the twins. "Where are the others?"
"In the other room", Fred said grinning. "We have a few other things there."
"Larger things", George said and they lead him to the other room, opening a door that wasn't noticeable from where Harry stood.
Once entered, Harry saw that this room was not much different, but it didn't have the counter or the big door towards Diagon Alley. It looked rather like an old storeroom. In a corner there were a few Headless Hats of different colors and sizes and a few headless Ron, Hermione and Ginny as well.
"Hey guys, careful with those!" said George.
On the shelves he saw a few Horror Quills and a few crystal globes, much like Trelawney's.
"What are those?" he asked the twins.
"Crystal Delights" answered Fred. "Try one!"
Harry took a globe and gazed into it. Deep from the shadows appeared a huge, black dog.
"The Grim!" Harry said, amazed.
"Keep looking, Harry", George said grinning.
The Grim walked slowly and joined a Harry and they started walking together. Then Harry took out his wand and sent a stupefying spell towards the Grim, who was petrified.
"That's for everybody who goes to Divination class next year!" the twins said. "We have a few things that appear inside and if you switch a real one with one of ours, you might get a confused Trelawney. Because, of course, she'll look inside and see something like this!"
"A petrified Grim means." Ron started from behind Harry. "What would she say? Oh, yeah, that you will suffer a most tragic accident and die in most horrible pain, because you'll try to kill your death. Won't you Harry?! Or that you die and fail as a ghost"
"Probably", he replied grinning.
Harry put the globe back into its place and looked around. A few Weasley's Wildfire Whiz-bangs stood on the shelves and Harry grinned remembering what a hard time they gave to the last years' Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. In another corner of the room stood some innocent-looking jackets.
"What are those?" he asked the Weasley twins.
"Zit Jackets." Fred replied. "Mum doesn't like them. If you take one on, you'll get a lot of zits immediately on your face. I mean many, many zits. Once you take them off, the zits get of."
"In about three days" Ron added.
"Right you are, little brother!" George said, grinning.
A lot of other things were there to be seen and Harry had felt as if he had spent there just a few minutes when Mrs. Weasley said they should go pick up their school stuff.
They got out of the shop and into Diagon Alley and Harry saw again the sea of wizards walking around. After they went to Flourish and Blots and bought their new books, they went to the Apothecary to fill their potion ingredient stocks and to Madam Malkin's for new robes. After that, they were about to go back to the joke shop, but a young man stopped them on their way there.
"You're Harry Potter!" he said grinning.
"Uh. Yes, I am." Harry answered puzzled.
"I believed you from the beginning." The man said with a calm voice.
He wore a long, black robe and had twinkling blue eyes and spiky black hair. There was something about him that made the Weasleys, Harry and Hermione stay there and listen.
"Did you?" Mrs. Weasley asked, trying to be sarcastic, but not managing to.
"Yes", he said looking at her and Mrs. Weasley felt as if she were x-rayed. "Mr. Potter", he said after he finished his short scan, "I've got something that might interest you."
"What?" Harry asked. If the man was trying to sell him something, he'd probably refuse and they'd be on their way.
"A few Golden Amulets" he answered. "I know about your fight against He-Who- Must-Not-Be-Named and I think that you might need one."
"What's a Golden Amulet?" Harry asked.
"It's a special amulet that is supposed to put you in contact with great light forces if you need it and glow red if there's danger around", Hermione replied.
"You friend is right, Mr. Potter", the man said. "And I offer you one for five Galleons and for every extra two and a half Galleons."
"They can't be real, not at that price." said Mrs. Weasley. "Come, kids."
As they went a few steps forward, getting away from the man, he said in a slow, cool voice:
"They are real"
They turned back. He took out four golden necklaces with medium-sized golden circle-shaped medallions attached. "You needn't worry about that."
His eyes were twinkling dangerously and Harry wished they never met the man. He seemed a bit too dangerous now.
"I'll give these four to you for ten Galleons."
"I'll take one" said Hermione, taking out her money.
"Yeah, me to", said Harry. He didn't really believe that they would help in any way, but he would have given anything to get rid of the man who looked dangerous and mad now.
"And two for us", said Mrs. Weasley, taking out five Galleons.
The man smiled, took the money and gave them the golden necklaces. Each of the four kids took one and then the man said in a more friendly voice:
"Thank you! I hope that you won't need them." And turned away, moving towards another group, saying with a friendly voice: "Hello! Could I interest you in some dragon teeth or Baruffio's Brain Elixir?"
"Well, that was odd", said Hermione when they walked away. "I have to study this, see if it's real."
"Not at that price, Hermione", Ron said. "Real ones value at least ten times the first price he asked for them. That's at least fifty Galleons. And this guy gave them for five Galleons and then two and a half Galleons. No way could these be real."
Harry looked at his. The attached golden ring had a rune inside.
"Hey, Hermione", he said, "what's this rune?"
"Golden Amulets have a certain rune inside that shows what force they'll call if needed." She said like reading from a book. "But I've never seen this one before. They must be fake. Oh, well."
They went back to 'Wesley Wizard Wheezes' and forgot all about the weird amulets, studying the Weasley products. But that night Hermione reminded them all about them, because she kept looking at hers during the dinner, driving Ron crazy.
The next day, Hermione checked in all her books the rune on the Golden Amulets, finding nothing on them.
"Hermione, will you stop it?! They're fake!!!" Ron yelled madly at lunch.
"I don't know." she whispered. "Who would draw a rune that doesn't exist? I mean, if I'd make a fake Amulet, I'd put one of the common runes on it."
"It just proves that the idiot didn't study anything before selling them!" Ron said. "Really, Hermione, why do you bother?"
Personally, Harry agreed with Ron. But just as he was about to say something, an owl appeared at Ron's window.
"Hermes?!" Ron said and opened the window. The owl flew in, let the letter and flew out. "Let's see what my no-good brother says this time!"
Harry and Hermione looked over his shoulders and read the letter.
"Dear brothers, parents and sister,
I would like to say I am sorry for my behavior towards you last year, but I had to gain Fudge's trust and try to convince him that Dumbledore has the right side. Indeed, I might have succeeded even without that attack at the Ministry. I am glad, though, that everything is explained. Now, of course, I had to act badly towards the family and couldn't have made my way towards Fudge by sticking to you. I had to convince him and even myself that I thought he was right and then show him that Dumbledore was right.
I am sure you all agree with me. I couldn't have stayed in the family and not be against Fudge and that would have been against my career at the Ministry.
Of course, I knew all along that Dumbledore would be alright and that is why I joined the Ministry. And I knew that Umbridge would be out of Hogwarts soon. I daresay that Harry wasn't taken to St. Mungo's because of my words for him. And I believed his story all along, of course!
I am sure you'll be pleased with my share of the things.
Percy
"Well, it's an improvement", Harry said.
"The git betrayed us all and now wants to be forgiven and still acts like an idiot!" said Ron, a little mad "Listen: 'I believed his story all along'! Ha! Remember what he said in that letter last year, that I should stay away from you? Remember he said Dumbledore might not still be at Hogwarts for a long while?! And he talks as if he did the right thing!"
"He's an ego centered person, you don't expect him to crawl at your feet and say that he's sorry, do you?" asked Hermione patiently. "But it means that he wants to be back in the family and he apologized. a bit, so I guess it's pretty good!
"I guess so" Ron said and pocketed the letter. "I'll take this to mum."
It's hard to describe exactly the reaction of Mrs. Weasley. She was happy that Percy was back in the family and a bit mad at him for apologizing so late and making himself look like a hero. And she was crying on Ginny's shoulder before they could even blink.
Mr. Weasley, who saw the letter later and hadn't met Percy at work, was mad at him for being too proud for admitting that he was wrong, but he too was excited that he was starting to do it.
Fred and George said that it was to be expected that he'd still be a moron even when he decided he's apologizing. Mrs. Weasley nearly hit them with the frying pan.
In two weeks, they'd be going back to Hogwarts and everything seemed to be o.k. Harry couldn't help but smile that night in his bed.
He closed his eyes and tried to go to sleep, but he realized he was thirsty. But he had no intention of getting up whatsoever! The bed was so warm and he was nearly asleep. But no, the thirst just didn't go away! After two minutes of fighting a lost battle with the enemy, he got out of bed, put his slippers on and went downstairs for a glass of water.
But just as he was about to enter the kitchen, he heard voices from inside.
"I don't like the way Percy apologized, Molly. We can't tell him about the Green Flame Torch. Not yet."
"I don't care how he did it, he apologized, didn't he, Arthur? And he is our son!"
"He might be our son, but don't forget that relatives can betray us. Dumbledore's brother made some weird experiences on a goat, Hagrid's mum is a giantess, Harry's aunt and uncle are. as they are, Sirius was killed by his cousin and his brother was a Death Eater. If you are in the same family, that doesn't mean you have the same ideas."
"But Percy isn't our brother or cousin or aunt or uncle or parent! He's our son, Arthur! We raised him, I know him. He might be a bit selfish and."
"Molly, he left us for Fudge one year ago! You surely haven't forgotten."
"I haven't. I guess you're right Arthur." She sighed. "What else have you found out about the Green Flame Torch?
"It is somewhere around Hogwarts, our sources tell us. Waiting for the right person to find it. But none of us managed to find out where it is exactly by now. "
"And what about Jack Towers?"
"He popped up when Kingsley was in a tower in Scotland, listening to a meeting. The Death Eaters nearly found him when Towers appeared in the middle of the circle they had formed out of chairs and said: "well, well, if it isn't some Dung Eaters."
"He called them Dung Eaters?" Mrs. Weasley chuckled.
"Yes, he did... When they shot spells at him, he simply jumped out of the way, on the ceiling. Kingsley swore he had never seen such a thing"
"On the ceiling?!"
"Weird, isn't it? I've never heard of things like this either. Must be a new spell. Then Towers said again: "and I thought that me and the werewolves were the only ones meeting here tonight." It was a full moon and Kingsley said that the Death Eaters stopped dead in their tracks. "Good thing that you're here! We'll have a party!" Towers continued and Kingsley said that he was grinning deviously. "Mayhowl, if you please enter?" And Kingsley said he nearly fainted. The door opened and a huge, black wolf entered, followed by some other wolves. The Death Eaters were outnumbered and Apparated away, but Kingsley was glued there. Towers jumped on the ground and the wolf turned into a human.
"An Animagus?"
"Probably. The rest of the wolves disappeared. "Not a moment too late, May" Towers said to the other man. "Scared the shit out of them. Nice illusions. Were you eavesdropping again?" "Yes and if I weren't, what would you have done?" "Ran away like a headless chicken in trouble, my old friend. Thanks." Then the two left, Towers looking for a second at Kingsley."
"Weird man, Towers."
"Isn't he?"
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Hoped you liked it! And please review. It's that little button down.
To Naomie: thanks for reading my work regularly and it's great to know that someone gives a damn :::sniff:::
To harryforeva: thanks for reviewing! And glad you like it!
A/N: Amala is my character from 'Behind the Veil'
To the Red Dragons Order: Oh my God! Oh my God! :::jumps up and down with huge enthusiasm!!!::: You. You. You read my story!!! And you liked it!!! Oh my God!!!
As for Towers, yeah, he's a bit like Rex Chase, but, um, well, the idea of Jack Towers appeared to me before I read your story, while listening to the song 'The Russians' by Sting.
And to answer your question why I hadn't told you about this story sooner, it's because I hadn't thought about it seriously until now.
Chapter four: Diagon Alley
In two days, at ten o' clock in the morning, the four of them plus Mrs. Weasley were standing in front of the fireplace.
"Now, you!" she said looking at them like a hen at little chicks, "speak loud and clear 'Weasley Wizard Wheezes', o.k.?!"
"I wish they chose a less tongue-twisting name." mumbled Ron without his mother noticing.
"Ron, you go first!" she added.
Ron threw a bit of Floo Powder in the fire, stepped inside and said "Weasley Wizard Wheezes".
"Ginny, you next" Mrs. Weasley continued.
Ginny repeated her brother's steps and after that Hermione went through.
"Well, you too, Harry, dear!" Mrs. Weasley said and Harry threw the Floo Powder inside then got in himself. The flames were comfortably warm and he said as fast as possible: "Weasley Wizard Wheezes!" He then started spinning at a very high speed and he closed his eyes. After a while, he stopped spinning and was thrown face-forward out a fireplace.
"He, he!" he heard two voices as he was getting out, "Ickle Harry made it out fine and decided to kiss the earth gratefully!"
Harry got up and looked at the speakers. The Weasley twins were grinning and somewhere behind them were Ron, Hermione and Ginny.
"Welcome to our humble shop, o, grateful one!" Fred added. Harry looked around him and saw a room full of different objects put all around the room, with small labels under them. He noticed Skiving Snackboxes, Extendable Ears and other things he knew and a few other things he didn't know.
The twins showed him shelf full of different jars.
"Canary Cream and later versions: Crow Cream, Rabbit Cream and Hawk Cream."
At that moment, Mrs. Weasley emerged from the fireplace.
"Hello, Fred, George, dear" she said.
"Hi, mum!" George and Fred answered.
Suddenly Harry realized that Ginny, Hermione and Ron were no longer there.
"Uh, guys?" he asked looking at the twins. "Where are the others?"
"In the other room", Fred said grinning. "We have a few other things there."
"Larger things", George said and they lead him to the other room, opening a door that wasn't noticeable from where Harry stood.
Once entered, Harry saw that this room was not much different, but it didn't have the counter or the big door towards Diagon Alley. It looked rather like an old storeroom. In a corner there were a few Headless Hats of different colors and sizes and a few headless Ron, Hermione and Ginny as well.
"Hey guys, careful with those!" said George.
On the shelves he saw a few Horror Quills and a few crystal globes, much like Trelawney's.
"What are those?" he asked the twins.
"Crystal Delights" answered Fred. "Try one!"
Harry took a globe and gazed into it. Deep from the shadows appeared a huge, black dog.
"The Grim!" Harry said, amazed.
"Keep looking, Harry", George said grinning.
The Grim walked slowly and joined a Harry and they started walking together. Then Harry took out his wand and sent a stupefying spell towards the Grim, who was petrified.
"That's for everybody who goes to Divination class next year!" the twins said. "We have a few things that appear inside and if you switch a real one with one of ours, you might get a confused Trelawney. Because, of course, she'll look inside and see something like this!"
"A petrified Grim means." Ron started from behind Harry. "What would she say? Oh, yeah, that you will suffer a most tragic accident and die in most horrible pain, because you'll try to kill your death. Won't you Harry?! Or that you die and fail as a ghost"
"Probably", he replied grinning.
Harry put the globe back into its place and looked around. A few Weasley's Wildfire Whiz-bangs stood on the shelves and Harry grinned remembering what a hard time they gave to the last years' Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. In another corner of the room stood some innocent-looking jackets.
"What are those?" he asked the Weasley twins.
"Zit Jackets." Fred replied. "Mum doesn't like them. If you take one on, you'll get a lot of zits immediately on your face. I mean many, many zits. Once you take them off, the zits get of."
"In about three days" Ron added.
"Right you are, little brother!" George said, grinning.
A lot of other things were there to be seen and Harry had felt as if he had spent there just a few minutes when Mrs. Weasley said they should go pick up their school stuff.
They got out of the shop and into Diagon Alley and Harry saw again the sea of wizards walking around. After they went to Flourish and Blots and bought their new books, they went to the Apothecary to fill their potion ingredient stocks and to Madam Malkin's for new robes. After that, they were about to go back to the joke shop, but a young man stopped them on their way there.
"You're Harry Potter!" he said grinning.
"Uh. Yes, I am." Harry answered puzzled.
"I believed you from the beginning." The man said with a calm voice.
He wore a long, black robe and had twinkling blue eyes and spiky black hair. There was something about him that made the Weasleys, Harry and Hermione stay there and listen.
"Did you?" Mrs. Weasley asked, trying to be sarcastic, but not managing to.
"Yes", he said looking at her and Mrs. Weasley felt as if she were x-rayed. "Mr. Potter", he said after he finished his short scan, "I've got something that might interest you."
"What?" Harry asked. If the man was trying to sell him something, he'd probably refuse and they'd be on their way.
"A few Golden Amulets" he answered. "I know about your fight against He-Who- Must-Not-Be-Named and I think that you might need one."
"What's a Golden Amulet?" Harry asked.
"It's a special amulet that is supposed to put you in contact with great light forces if you need it and glow red if there's danger around", Hermione replied.
"You friend is right, Mr. Potter", the man said. "And I offer you one for five Galleons and for every extra two and a half Galleons."
"They can't be real, not at that price." said Mrs. Weasley. "Come, kids."
As they went a few steps forward, getting away from the man, he said in a slow, cool voice:
"They are real"
They turned back. He took out four golden necklaces with medium-sized golden circle-shaped medallions attached. "You needn't worry about that."
His eyes were twinkling dangerously and Harry wished they never met the man. He seemed a bit too dangerous now.
"I'll give these four to you for ten Galleons."
"I'll take one" said Hermione, taking out her money.
"Yeah, me to", said Harry. He didn't really believe that they would help in any way, but he would have given anything to get rid of the man who looked dangerous and mad now.
"And two for us", said Mrs. Weasley, taking out five Galleons.
The man smiled, took the money and gave them the golden necklaces. Each of the four kids took one and then the man said in a more friendly voice:
"Thank you! I hope that you won't need them." And turned away, moving towards another group, saying with a friendly voice: "Hello! Could I interest you in some dragon teeth or Baruffio's Brain Elixir?"
"Well, that was odd", said Hermione when they walked away. "I have to study this, see if it's real."
"Not at that price, Hermione", Ron said. "Real ones value at least ten times the first price he asked for them. That's at least fifty Galleons. And this guy gave them for five Galleons and then two and a half Galleons. No way could these be real."
Harry looked at his. The attached golden ring had a rune inside.
"Hey, Hermione", he said, "what's this rune?"
"Golden Amulets have a certain rune inside that shows what force they'll call if needed." She said like reading from a book. "But I've never seen this one before. They must be fake. Oh, well."
They went back to 'Wesley Wizard Wheezes' and forgot all about the weird amulets, studying the Weasley products. But that night Hermione reminded them all about them, because she kept looking at hers during the dinner, driving Ron crazy.
The next day, Hermione checked in all her books the rune on the Golden Amulets, finding nothing on them.
"Hermione, will you stop it?! They're fake!!!" Ron yelled madly at lunch.
"I don't know." she whispered. "Who would draw a rune that doesn't exist? I mean, if I'd make a fake Amulet, I'd put one of the common runes on it."
"It just proves that the idiot didn't study anything before selling them!" Ron said. "Really, Hermione, why do you bother?"
Personally, Harry agreed with Ron. But just as he was about to say something, an owl appeared at Ron's window.
"Hermes?!" Ron said and opened the window. The owl flew in, let the letter and flew out. "Let's see what my no-good brother says this time!"
Harry and Hermione looked over his shoulders and read the letter.
"Dear brothers, parents and sister,
I would like to say I am sorry for my behavior towards you last year, but I had to gain Fudge's trust and try to convince him that Dumbledore has the right side. Indeed, I might have succeeded even without that attack at the Ministry. I am glad, though, that everything is explained. Now, of course, I had to act badly towards the family and couldn't have made my way towards Fudge by sticking to you. I had to convince him and even myself that I thought he was right and then show him that Dumbledore was right.
I am sure you all agree with me. I couldn't have stayed in the family and not be against Fudge and that would have been against my career at the Ministry.
Of course, I knew all along that Dumbledore would be alright and that is why I joined the Ministry. And I knew that Umbridge would be out of Hogwarts soon. I daresay that Harry wasn't taken to St. Mungo's because of my words for him. And I believed his story all along, of course!
I am sure you'll be pleased with my share of the things.
Percy
"Well, it's an improvement", Harry said.
"The git betrayed us all and now wants to be forgiven and still acts like an idiot!" said Ron, a little mad "Listen: 'I believed his story all along'! Ha! Remember what he said in that letter last year, that I should stay away from you? Remember he said Dumbledore might not still be at Hogwarts for a long while?! And he talks as if he did the right thing!"
"He's an ego centered person, you don't expect him to crawl at your feet and say that he's sorry, do you?" asked Hermione patiently. "But it means that he wants to be back in the family and he apologized. a bit, so I guess it's pretty good!
"I guess so" Ron said and pocketed the letter. "I'll take this to mum."
It's hard to describe exactly the reaction of Mrs. Weasley. She was happy that Percy was back in the family and a bit mad at him for apologizing so late and making himself look like a hero. And she was crying on Ginny's shoulder before they could even blink.
Mr. Weasley, who saw the letter later and hadn't met Percy at work, was mad at him for being too proud for admitting that he was wrong, but he too was excited that he was starting to do it.
Fred and George said that it was to be expected that he'd still be a moron even when he decided he's apologizing. Mrs. Weasley nearly hit them with the frying pan.
In two weeks, they'd be going back to Hogwarts and everything seemed to be o.k. Harry couldn't help but smile that night in his bed.
He closed his eyes and tried to go to sleep, but he realized he was thirsty. But he had no intention of getting up whatsoever! The bed was so warm and he was nearly asleep. But no, the thirst just didn't go away! After two minutes of fighting a lost battle with the enemy, he got out of bed, put his slippers on and went downstairs for a glass of water.
But just as he was about to enter the kitchen, he heard voices from inside.
"I don't like the way Percy apologized, Molly. We can't tell him about the Green Flame Torch. Not yet."
"I don't care how he did it, he apologized, didn't he, Arthur? And he is our son!"
"He might be our son, but don't forget that relatives can betray us. Dumbledore's brother made some weird experiences on a goat, Hagrid's mum is a giantess, Harry's aunt and uncle are. as they are, Sirius was killed by his cousin and his brother was a Death Eater. If you are in the same family, that doesn't mean you have the same ideas."
"But Percy isn't our brother or cousin or aunt or uncle or parent! He's our son, Arthur! We raised him, I know him. He might be a bit selfish and."
"Molly, he left us for Fudge one year ago! You surely haven't forgotten."
"I haven't. I guess you're right Arthur." She sighed. "What else have you found out about the Green Flame Torch?
"It is somewhere around Hogwarts, our sources tell us. Waiting for the right person to find it. But none of us managed to find out where it is exactly by now. "
"And what about Jack Towers?"
"He popped up when Kingsley was in a tower in Scotland, listening to a meeting. The Death Eaters nearly found him when Towers appeared in the middle of the circle they had formed out of chairs and said: "well, well, if it isn't some Dung Eaters."
"He called them Dung Eaters?" Mrs. Weasley chuckled.
"Yes, he did... When they shot spells at him, he simply jumped out of the way, on the ceiling. Kingsley swore he had never seen such a thing"
"On the ceiling?!"
"Weird, isn't it? I've never heard of things like this either. Must be a new spell. Then Towers said again: "and I thought that me and the werewolves were the only ones meeting here tonight." It was a full moon and Kingsley said that the Death Eaters stopped dead in their tracks. "Good thing that you're here! We'll have a party!" Towers continued and Kingsley said that he was grinning deviously. "Mayhowl, if you please enter?" And Kingsley said he nearly fainted. The door opened and a huge, black wolf entered, followed by some other wolves. The Death Eaters were outnumbered and Apparated away, but Kingsley was glued there. Towers jumped on the ground and the wolf turned into a human.
"An Animagus?"
"Probably. The rest of the wolves disappeared. "Not a moment too late, May" Towers said to the other man. "Scared the shit out of them. Nice illusions. Were you eavesdropping again?" "Yes and if I weren't, what would you have done?" "Ran away like a headless chicken in trouble, my old friend. Thanks." Then the two left, Towers looking for a second at Kingsley."
"Weird man, Towers."
"Isn't he?"
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Hoped you liked it! And please review. It's that little button down.
To Naomie: thanks for reading my work regularly and it's great to know that someone gives a damn :::sniff:::
To harryforeva: thanks for reviewing! And glad you like it!
A/N: Amala is my character from 'Behind the Veil'
To the Red Dragons Order: Oh my God! Oh my God! :::jumps up and down with huge enthusiasm!!!::: You. You. You read my story!!! And you liked it!!! Oh my God!!!
As for Towers, yeah, he's a bit like Rex Chase, but, um, well, the idea of Jack Towers appeared to me before I read your story, while listening to the song 'The Russians' by Sting.
And to answer your question why I hadn't told you about this story sooner, it's because I hadn't thought about it seriously until now.