CHAPTER FIVE

Artemis fell back in amazement. Two …. Wizards had just appeared in his house!

"Who the heck are you?" both groups chorused.

Artemis was about to answer when something in his brain clicked.

"I know you your, from that sad, babyish book I read when I was six. Harry Potter?"

"Why yes but what book?"

"Oh nothing."

Suddenly Artemis had thought of something. The competition! He had the real thing here he could surely win. However he might have to do something for them………..

At once Artemis became the expert host. He led his 'guests' to a table poured them some wine and spoke.

"How nice of you to drop in!"

Harry and Hermonie looked at him. Realising he wasn't the perfect person at conversation Artemis excused himself by explaining he had to go to the toilet. Artemis left the room but wheeled round and looked through a peephole in his fake Van Gogh. He heard talking.

"Hermione!"

"What?"

"He could be Voldemorts assistant!"

"Oh for goodness sake Harry you're not thinking about that silly prophecy are you?"

"Yes!"

"Well, concentrate on how we will get out!"

"I can't stop thinking about the fact I'm either going to be a murderer or a victim of Voldemort!"

Just at that moment Artemis walked in. (He had of course been listening the whole time.)

"Excuse me I couldn't help overhearing about this Voldemort. Now tell me all you know and I could help you….."

Drat!Why had he said that? If only there were such things as fairies…Yet again Artemis felt that feeling. That feeling that his mind was hiding something from him…But why? Once now and once when he touched that leg. Why and what? They were the questions now.

Harry looked at him strangely.

"Are you alright? Erm…what do you mean by fairies? Who are you? How do you know my name?"

"Yes I'm fine. My name is Artemis Fowl and I know yours from a book, you're famous!"

"The fairies?"

"Oh it's…a figure of speech. Wishing for fairies is a figure of speech."

Artemis felt sick. He had promised to help Harry. And Artemis Fowl does NOT break promises. And something was happening in his mind, something to do with fairies……..