Well here's Chapter 4 or 5 whatever.

Sorry i haven't updated me and my friend have started this Prog-Metal band. The only problem is my drummer lives in egypt.

I play ELECTIC GUITAR

Juliet: You mean you pluck the strings and sound comes out.

TFD: SHUT UP ECCLES

Eccles: SHUT UP ECCLES!!!!!!!!!!!!!1

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!ENJOY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


ASSASIN

CHAPTER 4
AN OLD FRIEND.

Harry and Ron stood over Flourish's pale, stiff body. His face was contorted with fear.

"What d'you make of it?" Ron asked.

"Looks like whoever killed Blotts couldn't risk me finding who them." Harry replied.

"Think so?"

"Isn't it obvious?"

"I guess."

"We were so close?"

"What do we do now?" Ron asked.

"Search the house." Harry stood up. "Every nook, every cranny, leave no stone unturned."

"We've searched the house already."

"Well search it again!"

Harry stormed out of the prison, almost crushing an insect that was in his way. As he left the insect scuttled away.

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Harry found a nice table in the leaky cauldron.

"What can I get you?" Neville asked.

"Dead wizard."

"This early in the morning?"

"Yes."

Neville shrugged.

"To each his own."

Neville left and swiftly returned with Harry's drink.

"Thanks." Harry said.

"Harry!" Someone called.

Harry turned to see a woman with dark hair and deep brown eyes.

"Hi Harry." The woman ran over to him.

"Oh hi." Harry said merrily. "Who are you?"

The woman laughed.

"It's me."

"Me! Good to see you." Harry stood up and shook Me's hand.

"Shut up Harry." The woman punched him on the shoulder. "It's Angelina."

"Angelina Johnson?"

She nodded.

"Oh hey. Have a seat."

Angelina sat down.

"So." Harry began. "What's your poison?"

"Dead wizard. It's my favourite drink."

"Careful. I'm not susceptible to flattery."

"I have no idea what you mean."

"Oh yeah." Harry chuckled. "Hey Nev!"

Neville looked up.

"A dead wizard."

"You've finished yours already?"

"No. It's for my friend here." Harry pointed to Angelina.

"Neville? Neville Longbottom works here?" Angelina asked.

"Yeah. He hasn't dropped a thing all week."

No sooner had Harry finished speaking when Neville tripped and had to replace several drinks.

"So what you been up to?" Harry asked.

"Nothin' much. England made it to the finals."

"You're on the English team?"

"Yep. Don't you ever go to a match?"

"No. I haven't seen a quidditch match in three years."

"Oh. What about you?" Angelina asked.

"Well I'm an auror now." Harry began.

"I know. I read the prophet."

"Hey. That was all skeeter. I never said any of that."

"I know." Angelina smiled.

"Blotts is dead."

"Really?"

"Yeah, Flourish had him killed."

Angelina was surprised.

"But now Flourish is dead so I don't know who killed who."

"So it's going well."

"Yep."

They both laughed heartily.

"Here you go miss."

Neville Gave Angelina her drink.

"Thanks Nev."

"You know who I am?" Neville said in surprise.

"Neville, Angelina. Angelina, Nev." Harry said.

"Oh hi Angelina." Neville said quietly, before scuttling away.

"What's up with him?" Angelina asked.

"Who knows?" Harry replied.

They sat in silence for a while drinking. The whole bar seemed to empty at once. They looked around and saw only Neville wiping glasses then putting them on the bar. They would fall and smash. Neville wouldn't notice.

Harry looked at Angelina her eyes sparkled in the dim light.

"Let's go." Harry said before he had time to think.

"What?"

"Let's go."

Angelina was taken aback by this. She thought for a moment then said.

"Ok."

And they left.


Juliet: That was so romance.

TFD: Was not. Every action adventure needs a love interest.

Juliet: Yeah but usually a love interest is interesting.

TFD: SHUT UP ECCLES

Your probably thinking. Why are miss universe pagents always won by people from earth. Why cant Glargh from planet Ooglamblomph win.

Glargh: Yeah.

Don't worry this will further the plot for another story. I'm going to do a trilogy.

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