Chapter 4, Eat Shit and Die!
It was morning and the sun was rising and birds were chirping cheerfully. Juliet unlocked her door and opened it, already dressed. The sound of the door opening startled him awake and he sat up.
"Harry! Your late! Your suppose to be hanging out with Ron and Percy, er Benvolio and Mercutio rather. I'll be sending out the nurse, er I mean Dobby. Get yer ass over there now!"
"Would it be too much to ask for a friendly good morning?"
She gave him a dirty look.
Immediately he stood up and dusted himself off.
"Yes ma'am! I'm going!"
He jumped off the balcony onto the vines and ran to an abandoned branch of the market place, where Mercutio and Benvolio were talking.
"Romeo! Where have doth been?" Benvolio asked.
"Were thee with a lady?" Mercutio said in a teasing tone.
"Erm...uh, no! Thee got drunk and passed out near thy Malfoy's mansion."
Benvolio and Mercutio both raised a brow, somehow they knew he was lying.
Suddenly Harry felt something humping his leg, he looked down and it was Dobby.
"Ewwww..." Harry looked disgusted.
He shook his leg until Dobby fell off.
"Sorry sir, Dobby couldn't help theeself. Dobby was bad. Thee must punish thyself."
The house elf started banging his head on Harry's leg. He flung the poor thing in the air. Then it landed on its bum and it got up and rubbed it.
"Damn it, knock it off! Anyway, what news doth thee bring from thy lady?" he asked Dobby.
"Thee lady has sent Dobby to tell thee to meet her at Father Laurence's. Thy lady wants to wed thee tonight. Here is doth ring."
The little house elf handed him her ring it had engraved on it, "JM + RP", on the inside of the ring was engraved, "I love thee."
He wore it immediately, Dobby's ears perked up and he ran away. Then they heard someone walking towards them. It was the evil Tybalt. (The bastard! LOL)
He laughed evilly, "Look who it is. Thy cowardly dogs, the Potters!"
Mercutio was very pissed at the instance of Tybalt's appearence. He then bit his thumb at Tybalt. And he looked at him with a dirty look.
"Doth thee dirty Mercutio bite thee thumb at me?"
"No sir, I doth not bite thee thumb at thee."
"LIAR! THEE DAMN DIRTY LIAR!" Tybalt drew his sword.
Mercutio drew his sword and blocked a swipe from Tybalt. They began to fight viciously and agressively. Even though it was a good friends of his, Benvolio didn't want to get involved. Harry ran to them and tried to stop them from fighting. Then he ran inbetween them and Tybalt stabbed Mercutio from underneath Harry's arm.
Mercutio was clutching the hilt of the sword that had impaled him. And he collapsed onto the ground, strangely there was no blood. Harry and Benvolio ran to his side as he was dying.
"Romeo and Benvolio, I will soon be a grave man. Thee had never...cough-cough had fear of cough up some fake blood death. Sooner or later...gag thee would die...cough Damn both thee houses of Malfoy and Potter!"
Then he lie dead, and Tybalt was laughing his ass off. This angered Harry and he removed his sword and charged at Tybalt. And he stabbed him through the heart. He began coughing up fake blood and gasping for air. Until he fell on the ground and died. Hordes of people began swarming to where Tybalt and Mercutio lie dead.
"Romeo, leave this place! Hurry, go now!"
Harry nodded and took off to Friar Lawrence's to meet Juliet.
