Chapter 5- The squirrel-napper

"What do you mean he's missing?" Harry asked Daffodil.

"Godric's missing. He ran away." Daffs said between sniffles.

"Come on. Don't worry we'll find him" Harry said.

"Thanks Harry."

They left Harry's room and continued down the hallway towards Daffs's room.

"When was the last time you saw him?" Harry asked.

"The last time I saw him was before lunch."

"What was he doing before you left?"

"He was eating; remember I came in late to the lunch hall?"

"Right, so let's go…"

Harry got cut off by a noise. It was a squeak that came out of Daff's's room. Harry peaked into the room.

They walked in and found Godric on the bed in a small bird cage. He had a note attached to his neck from a red bandana. It read:

If you want your fluffy friend to stay alive for much longer, you will keep him locked in your room.

"Who could have done this to him?" Harry asked Daffs as they tried to get Godric out of the cage.

"Who ever did it was in my room before because when I came in to feed Godric dinner, He wasn't in a cage or on my bed." Daffs replied.

"Daffs, do you own this bird cage?"

"No, Harry but I do know someone who does!"

Meanwhile:

Justin and Mark were playing basket ball in the gym. They just started playing five minutes ago. All of a sudden Madame Claire came into the gym. They stopped playing.

"Hey boys, have you seen Harry?" she asked them.

"No, I think he went to his room." Justin answered.

"I haven't seen him sorry." Mark said.

"Oh well if you see him please tell him, I'm looking for him." She told them.

"We will, Madame Claire." They answered.

"How do you think Harry's adjusting?" she asked.

"He's great. He's really fitting in. I think." Mark said.

"Yeah he's a really great guy." Justin said.

"I'm really glad to hear that. I guess I made the right choice telling him to come here. Anyway, I have tons of work to do. I'll see you boys at dinner which is in an hour." She said.

"Okay see you later, Madame Claire." They said.

"Please don't be late." She said as she walked out.

Daffs and Harry walked in. Daffs looked very upset. Her eyes were as red as her hair. They were full of anger. Compared to her, Harry looked innocent and calm. As Mark and Justin were starting to finish the game they were playing before Madame Claire came in, they stopped again.

"Mark, why must you always play these stupid tricks on me!" Daffs started.

"What do you mean?" he asked her.

"You know what I mean. You kidnapped Godric tied him up and put him in your old dead bird's cage." Daffs concluded.

"What are you talking about?" Mark asked her.

"Justin were you with Mark about fifteen minutes ago?" Daffs asked Justin.

"No, I was playing a card game with Rachel in the lounge." Justin said.

"Well that means you did it because Harry was in his room and I was in the park with the toddlers. Rachel and Justin were in the lounge. Karen was swimming in the pool. That leaves you." Daffs said.

"Daffs don't assume it was him. It could have been anyone, for all you know." Harry told Daffs.

"Yeah Daffs it wasn't me" Mark defended himself.

"Then who was it?" Daffs asked.

"Have you asked Chuck yet?" Mark asked.

"How can I be so stupid? Of course it's him. He hates Godric.

"Come on, Harry." Daffs said.

"Bye guys. See you at dinner." Harry said to Justin and Mark

"Bye." They said.

Harry and Daffs left. Justin and Mark began to finish their game.

Five Minutes Later:

Harry and Daffs found Chuck in his room. Daffs decided that if they showed Chuck what happened to Godric. They walked into Daffs room. There was no sign of Godric.

"Wow, something feels the same!" she said to Harry.

"Where is he now?" Harry asked.

"Here Godric" Daffs called him.

All of a sudden out of the corner of her eye was a guy lifting up Godric and running out of the room. She quickly turned around and ran out of the room. Harry ran after her. He chased the squirrel-napper all the way to Chuck's room. The squirrel- napper then ran into Chuck's closet and slammed the closet door shut. Sure enough, Chuck was no longer on his bed reading a book.

"Chuck, we know you took Godric. Confess!" Daffs said.

Chuck came out of the closet.

"Okay I confess. But I didn't think of it myself." He answered.

Daffs was too busy petting Godric to ask Chuck any questions, so Harry took over for her.

"Who sent you to do this to Daffs?" Harry asked.

"Mark sent me. He said he would pay me forty bucks if I take Godric tie him up and put him in a cage. He told me to write a fake letter. Then he told me in an hour, I should take him again and hide him in my closet until he decides what to do with him. It really wasn't my fault." He said.

"I should have never trusted him. I knew it was him." Daffs said.

"Mark blamed you, Chuck." Harry told him.

"Oh that little liar, I'm going to kill him!" Chuck screamed.

"Don't do that. I'll take care of it for you!"

She left the room.