Chapter 6- The Blackout

Harry ran off to catch Daffs. He knew if he didn't run after her, she would be in a lot of trouble very soon. She was running pretty fast, but Harry caught up with her. Harry grabbed her arm. He pulled her to the side of the hallway.

"What do you want from me, Harry?" she asked out of breath.

"I'm stopping you before you do something you will forget. Stop running. There is no point." Harry said.

"Yes there is. I'm going to show him that there is a price to pay for doing mean things to me."

"You honestly think you are going to tell him something he doesn't already know?"

"Yeah I do. But first you have to let go of my arm."

"No. Daffs just let it go. Anything you say or do will make him do it again." Harry said not letting go of her arm.

"Fine, I'll leave him alone if you let go of my arm."

"Do you promise that you won't talk to him or go to his room?"

"Harry, I'm not a two year old anymore. Don't treat me like one! Now let go of me!"

"Promise me Daffs. I know the second I let go, you'll run off and do something stupid. I'm not an idiot."

"I promise, now let go or I will scream so loud, Madame Claire will think you are murdering me. One….Two…"

Daffs was interrupted by a big boom. Harry instantly dropped her arm. All of a sudden the lights shut off. There was complete darkness. Daffs let out a shriek.

"Harry?" Daffs said.

"Yeah." Harry answered.

"Let's go to the lunch hall. Maybe Madame Claire is gathering everyone there. There must be a blackout or a power outage. This never happened before."

They walked to the lunch hall. Madame Claire was there with ten flashlights. The entire room was lit with candles. The little kids were on the floor crying with their teddy bears.

"There you are. Daffs, didn't you tell Harry that when ever there is a blackout or something happens to immediately come to the lunch hall. I was very worried about you." Madame Claire said to Harry and Daffs.

"We're really sorry we're late. It won't happen again. I promise." Daffs said.

Madame Claire walked away.

"How is it that you can promise Madame Claire that you won't be late again but you can't promise me that you won't talk or beat up Mark?" Harry asked Daffs.

"First of all, she wasn't grabbing my arm and pulling me away. Second of all, I rather promise someone that I won't be late again, than promise someone that I won't beat someone up. Sorry but it's not in my control. Just like it's not in my control what I say, it's not my control what I do. When people get me mad, I beat them up. It's my first reaction." Daffs said.

"Have you talked to a therapist about it?" Harry said jokingly.

Daffs slapped him hard.

"Oww! That hurt." Harry cried.

"See what I mean. My hand just accidentally slapped you. I personally didn't mean it. Bad hand!" Daffs said slapping her hand.

"You talk to your hand too? Wow, I thought I had problems." Harry said laughing.

Daffs slapped him hard again.

"Will you stop doing that? I was joking." Harry said.

"Apologize, Harry. I didn't find it funny." Daffs said.

"I'm sorry. Where are Rachel and Karen? Where's Justin?" Harry asked.

"I don't know. Maybe you should ask Mark. Oh I forgot he's not here either. He's probably planning how to scare me next!" Daffs said sarcastically.

"Funny, Daffs. Why don't we just give him the benefit of the doubt?" Harry asked.

"Whatever. I'll be right back." Daffs said as she went to ask Madame Claire something.

She came back two minutes later.

"Madame Claire told me to find Chuck, Justin, Rachel and Karen. So let's go!" Daffs ordered Harry.

"Wait but what about Mark?" Harry asked curiously.

"Forget about Mark. Let's find them." Daffs said as she pulled Harry.

Daffs grabbed a flashlight. They left the lunch hall and went down the hallway. They first went to Daffs's room. The room was empty except for the snoring of Godric.

"Wow, I can't believe he's snoring through a blackout." Harry commented.

"If he can snore through my blaring music, then he can sleep through anything! At least now we know he's in his place and no one took him away." Daffs said.

They left the room and closed the door. They walked further down the hall to Harry's room. Harry's door was closed.

"That's odd. I think I left the door open." Harry said.

"Well obviously not." Daffs said.

"Maybe I didn't. Stand back in case someone's in there. I'll go in first." Harry said.

Harry turned the doorknob very slowly. Daffs moved back.

Dum Dum Dum……

The window was open all the way in Harry's room. It was bitterly cold in the room.

"I know for sure I did not leave the window open." Harry said.

"Well maybe you didn't. But then again, wasn't it you who said you didn't leave the door closed." Daffs replied.

"Daffs I know for a fact that someone was in my room. Why would I make a mess of my clothes in my closet?" Harry said as he shined the flashlight on his closet.

His clothes were all thrown out like someone was looking for something. The door to the closet was left wide open.

"Let's go find them. They aren't in here. We'll figure out what happened to your room later." Daffs said.

Daffs pulled Harry back into the hall way. They decided to walk to Rachel and Karen's room.

"Why don't Rachel and Karen have separate rooms?" Harry asked on the walk to their room.

"Because they found out they are biological cousins and ever since they don't want to leave each other's side. I don't blame them. If I found a biological relative, I wouldn't let them go either." Daffs explained.

"Very interesting. Where's their room?" he asked.

"Just down this hall." Daffs pointed.

They walked to their room. The door was closed. They opened the door.

No one was in the room. There were two beds in the room. The covers were neatly put on the bed. Everything looked normal except for the lights being off. They left the room. They closed the door.

"Let's go see where Justin is. Karen and Rachel are probably near him." Daffs said.

She led Harry back near her room. The door was wide open. Her clothes were all over her bed. They went into the room.

"Wasn't my door closed?" Daffs asked.

"I think so." Harry answered.

"I don't hear Godric."

"Maybe he's awake."

"If he was awake he would be breathing heavily. He has a cold. I don't hear anything."

Daffs walked into her room and shrieked. Harry came running in.

"What happened?" Harry said expecting to find Daffs lying on the floor covered in blood. That was how loud her scream was.

"Oh My God!" Daffs said screaming.

"What? I can't see in the dark and you took my flashlight." Harry said to the darkness that was in front of him.

Daffs shined the flashlight on her bed. There laid Godric.

"Godric isn't moving. He isn't even breathing. I think he's dead!" Daffs said in between sobs.

"Wow he was snoring three minutes ago."

"Yeah well now he's not. He was murdered and I know exactly who did it."

Daffs didn't even have to tell Harry who killed Godric. He knew exactly who she thought did it.