"This is just perfect! Absolutely perfect!" Chelsie said kicking the back of the seat and signaling for George to remove himself from his seat. "To think I forgot why you never trust a Weasley. Now I remember." George pushed the seat down allowing her to get out of the car. "Well, what do we do now? Anyone got any bright ideas?" Fred leaned towards George and whispered something in his ear. 'What are you whispering about Fred? Come on tell me." She folded her arms and waited for him to answer.
"I said you have a bit of an anger problem."
She laughed. "I have my father's temper. Didn't anyone tell you?" I laughed under my breath knowing exactly what she meant.
"What's so funny Potter?"
"Would you lot shut up?! I heard something." I watched as she reached down and grabbed her wand, holding it out in front of her. "Lumos." A brilliant light shot out from the end of her wand as she began to walk towards the noise. "Hello?" Just then someone jumped out from behind the trees and we screamed like the babies we were.
"You should have seen the look on your faces."
"Ronald Weasley!" Chelsie pushed him knocking him to the ground.
"Hey! What was that for?"
"Scaring the living daylights out of us you ignoramus! What in bloody hell are you doing here????"
Ron stood up and wiped the dirt off his bottom. "You actually trust Fred and George to get you where you need to go?"
She thought for a second. "Good point, but anyways how did you know we were leaving?" Ron glanced towards Fred and George. "Go figure. Can you get us out of here?"
"Um...let me think...no." She slapped him on his arm. "Ow! Hey, I was just kidding. Since when did you get so violent?"
"Just shut up and tell us how you're going to get us out of here!" He pointed to an old shoe which was lying a few feet away. Chelsie gasped and immediately ran towards it with everyone right behind her. She picked up the shoe and hugged it tightly. " A Portkey! Ron you're amazing!"
He smiled. "I know." I elbowed him. "What?"
"We'll be right back." I grabbed him by the arm and pulled him away just for a second. "Stop flirting with her!"
"What? I wasn't flirting with her!"
"Yes you were! What was all this ...'I know' rubbish about?!"
"I was just agreeing with her. Sheez."
"Sure you were." I then walked off furiously without saying another word.
"Alright everyone place your finger on the shoe." We did as she told us. "3...2...1!" In that instance we all jerked forward and our feet lifted off of the ground.
Before we knew it we fell to the ground harder than ever. I landed on my back, slamming my head into the grass. I felt someone fall right on top of me and prayed it was Chelsie. Lucky for me it was. "H...Hi." I felt like the biggest moron in the entire world at that moment. Hi? Was that all I could think of?
"Hi Harry. Are you o.k.?" I nodded as she rolled off of me. "Have you been working out?" I just smirked.
"Well hello everyone!" That voice sounded awfully familiar. "I hope you enjoy your stay. Why wouldn't you? I mean, who wouldn't want to stay with Professor Gilderoy Lockhart?" He chuckled. Everyone looked at Ron with the 'We really hate you right now' face.Chelsie stood on her feet and helped me off the ground. "Harry Potter! It really is you and..." There was a sudden silence. "No, it can't be. No it couldn't be, but the resemblance is striking." I watched as Lockhart approached her and glanced down at her arm. "Let me see your arm." She pulled it away and hid it behind her back. "I won't hurt you just let me see it."
"No I'd rather not." He lunged for it and she pulled back causing him to land face first in a pile of mud. We all snickered.
"You are her. You have to be! If you weren't you'd have nothing to hide now let me see it!" He grabbed a hold of it and pulled it as hard as he could. Chelsie struggled but began to weaken quite quickly. He finally pulled her arm away from her back and lifted the sleeve from her robe. "I knew it." He began to graze the raised scar with his finger tips and everyone, except me, began to crowd around and aw at what lie on her arm. "Desdemona."
Everyone gasped and took a step back. "Y...your Voldemort's daughter!?"
Chelsie looked at the frightened looks on everyone's face. "Oh God." She mumbled under her breath.
"Your not going to kill us are you?" Ron whined.
"I might if you don't all stop staring at me." They did as they were told and looked away. "I'm not like him. Really." Everyone kept there heads turned. She jerked her arm away from Lockhart and raced into the house tears in her eyes.
"Is she gone?" They all let out a sigh of relief and turned around.
"You ought to be ashamed of yourselves. All of you." They lowered there heads and stared at the ground while I went inside and talked to her. I was the only one, who truly understood what she was going through.
[2 Be Continued...]
"I said you have a bit of an anger problem."
She laughed. "I have my father's temper. Didn't anyone tell you?" I laughed under my breath knowing exactly what she meant.
"What's so funny Potter?"
"Would you lot shut up?! I heard something." I watched as she reached down and grabbed her wand, holding it out in front of her. "Lumos." A brilliant light shot out from the end of her wand as she began to walk towards the noise. "Hello?" Just then someone jumped out from behind the trees and we screamed like the babies we were.
"You should have seen the look on your faces."
"Ronald Weasley!" Chelsie pushed him knocking him to the ground.
"Hey! What was that for?"
"Scaring the living daylights out of us you ignoramus! What in bloody hell are you doing here????"
Ron stood up and wiped the dirt off his bottom. "You actually trust Fred and George to get you where you need to go?"
She thought for a second. "Good point, but anyways how did you know we were leaving?" Ron glanced towards Fred and George. "Go figure. Can you get us out of here?"
"Um...let me think...no." She slapped him on his arm. "Ow! Hey, I was just kidding. Since when did you get so violent?"
"Just shut up and tell us how you're going to get us out of here!" He pointed to an old shoe which was lying a few feet away. Chelsie gasped and immediately ran towards it with everyone right behind her. She picked up the shoe and hugged it tightly. " A Portkey! Ron you're amazing!"
He smiled. "I know." I elbowed him. "What?"
"We'll be right back." I grabbed him by the arm and pulled him away just for a second. "Stop flirting with her!"
"What? I wasn't flirting with her!"
"Yes you were! What was all this ...'I know' rubbish about?!"
"I was just agreeing with her. Sheez."
"Sure you were." I then walked off furiously without saying another word.
"Alright everyone place your finger on the shoe." We did as she told us. "3...2...1!" In that instance we all jerked forward and our feet lifted off of the ground.
Before we knew it we fell to the ground harder than ever. I landed on my back, slamming my head into the grass. I felt someone fall right on top of me and prayed it was Chelsie. Lucky for me it was. "H...Hi." I felt like the biggest moron in the entire world at that moment. Hi? Was that all I could think of?
"Hi Harry. Are you o.k.?" I nodded as she rolled off of me. "Have you been working out?" I just smirked.
"Well hello everyone!" That voice sounded awfully familiar. "I hope you enjoy your stay. Why wouldn't you? I mean, who wouldn't want to stay with Professor Gilderoy Lockhart?" He chuckled. Everyone looked at Ron with the 'We really hate you right now' face.Chelsie stood on her feet and helped me off the ground. "Harry Potter! It really is you and..." There was a sudden silence. "No, it can't be. No it couldn't be, but the resemblance is striking." I watched as Lockhart approached her and glanced down at her arm. "Let me see your arm." She pulled it away and hid it behind her back. "I won't hurt you just let me see it."
"No I'd rather not." He lunged for it and she pulled back causing him to land face first in a pile of mud. We all snickered.
"You are her. You have to be! If you weren't you'd have nothing to hide now let me see it!" He grabbed a hold of it and pulled it as hard as he could. Chelsie struggled but began to weaken quite quickly. He finally pulled her arm away from her back and lifted the sleeve from her robe. "I knew it." He began to graze the raised scar with his finger tips and everyone, except me, began to crowd around and aw at what lie on her arm. "Desdemona."
Everyone gasped and took a step back. "Y...your Voldemort's daughter!?"
Chelsie looked at the frightened looks on everyone's face. "Oh God." She mumbled under her breath.
"Your not going to kill us are you?" Ron whined.
"I might if you don't all stop staring at me." They did as they were told and looked away. "I'm not like him. Really." Everyone kept there heads turned. She jerked her arm away from Lockhart and raced into the house tears in her eyes.
"Is she gone?" They all let out a sigh of relief and turned around.
"You ought to be ashamed of yourselves. All of you." They lowered there heads and stared at the ground while I went inside and talked to her. I was the only one, who truly understood what she was going through.
[2 Be Continued...]