Into the Viper's Den
By: Queen of Freaks
AN: Hello my peoples! I feel sooooooooo happy about my first review that I'm giving you chapter numero dos. I know all of you are extremely ecstatic with this news, but there is something of tremendous sorrow that I have to tell you that I didn't in the last chapter. I am sad to say that I do not own Harry Potter or any of its charcters:sobs: But I do own Danni and Desi and any other characters you don't recognize. Well that's all folks.
Stage Two: Movin' On InHarry decided that instead of sulking he would put himself into action; he was writing a letter. In fact he was writing two, or more like attempting to write, but they both said the same thing and were most likely going to the same place. These letters were invitations to Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger, his two best friends, to spend the rest of the summer holiday with him at Grimmlaud Place. He was planning on asking them for their help his and Danni's assignment, actually it was her job but he was helping. Knowing Ron, he would probably accept. He always jumped at the chance to humiliate Malfoy in any way as a form of revenge. Hermione, being the humanitarian of the trio, would take a little more convincing. But Harry was pretty sure she would help, seeing as how she wasn't always a perfect angel when it came to Draco Malfoy.
"Watcha doin'?" asked Danni startiling Harry from his thoughts. She was either so quiet or he was too deep in his thoughts to notice her walk into his room.
"Usually people knock before entering someone's bedroom. It's just a common example of courtesy. But look who I'm talking to, you don't have any manners," Harry said not even turning to look at his uninvited guest.
"Touché! It looks like young Harry is finally learning the finer points of cynical banter."
"Well I am learning from the best. Anyway if you must know I'm inviting my friends over to meet you. I'm sure they can help us…I mean you. They can help you. My friend Ron really hates Malfoy and Hermione…" started Harry looking over his letters for smudged ink and errors.
"Wait a minute! That really doesn't sound like a good idea to me. In my years of working in this business, I found that friends just tend to disappear all of a sudden during the assignment. Plus parents don't really like me; I'm not exactly a role model for their children. But if you insist then I guess I can't stop you. I would really like the extra help. Oh well! Just don't come crying to me if they die," said Danni as she walked out the door.
Harry finished up the letters and attached them to Hedwig and sent her to find Hermione and Ron. As he was walking out of his room to the kitchen, he tripped over trunk that was left in front his door.
"Did you have a nice trip Harry?" asked two very familiar voices.
" Yes I did Fred and George," he told the twins as he sat up, "What are you two doing here and where did all these trunks come from?"
For indeed there were trunks lined up all the way down the hallway. There had to be over ten of these monsters. And somehow they were all leading to the room across from Harry's.
"Well we just joined the Order," said Fred as he levitated a trunk down the hall.
"Mum had a terrible fit when we told her," added George while leaning against the wall, idly playing with his wand.
"Just horrible. Took Dad and Ginny a week to calm her down enough."
" Now that she's accepted it…"
"We're doing odd jobs for the Order."
" Yup. Buying things, setting up our shop, helping Danni move in…"
"What!" interrupted Harry, "She's moving in! No way. No way in Hell! I will not live with her. I may help her, but she in not staying here." Harry started to drag the offending trunk in front of his door down the stairs. But the thing was, the trunk would not move. Not even an inch. He started turn purple from the amount of force he was exerting.
"Bloody Hell! What does she keep in here? Her own personal rock collection?" yelled Harry out of frustration.
"Well there's only one way to find out what our new neighbor does in her spare time," said the twins with a smile that just tells you that they're up to something mischievous.
With one last look, they fell upon the mysterious, heavy trunk. With a few picks and twist, Fred was able to break the lock holding the lid closed. George opened it carefully making sure nothing unexpected popped out at them suddenly.
What awaited them inside shocked them. Harry didn't know if his heart could take another like this. This summer was turning out to be the most surprising one of his life. Inside the trunk were various weapons, swords, daggers, bows and arrows, and other martial arts items. There was even a practice dummy with the name "Bob," scrawled across the chest. While the three boys stared at the trunk in wonder and a little fear, they didn't manage to hear footsteps on the stairs.
"Dumbledore just asked you to move these to my room, not to perform a security check while you're at it. I would appreciate it if you didn't go through my personal things," said an icy voice from behind them on the stairs.
"What the hell! Where did all of this come from? Are you preparing for war or something?" asked Fred going through the various things in the trunk.
"Of course she is you dolt. I mean, just look at all the bloody trunks we had to haul up here. I bet they're all like this," exclaimed George joining his brother as he combed through the weapons.
"What is all of this Danni? Surely you don't need all of it," wondered Harry looking up at her from his position on the floor.
"Actually I do! As you can see we are obviously in a war, Fred. And most of the things in there were given to me by the people who trained me to be a spy. People who loved me. And no, George, not all of my trunks are like that. Many of them are filled other necessary materials. Now if you kindly close my trunk, I think I can take it from here." And with a wave of her hand, all of the trunks floated past the door into the room across from Harry's, and Danni entered it with a slam of the door.
"Well, that was interesting," stated Fred as he dusted himself off.
"Hmmmm, bad luck mate, you'll have your hands full that one. Well it was good knowing you while you were still breathing," supplied George helping Harry to his feet.
"Yeah, I'll have to remember to lock my door at night, but I don't think that would help," Harry replied as he waved goodbye to the two red heads.
After they disapparated, Harry made his way to the kitchen to get a long needed glass of water and a snack. On his way down there he wondered if it really was a good idea to invite Ron and Hermione to stay with them. Who knows? Maybe one night Danni will lose it and kill them all in their sleep.
'I'll have to talk to Remus about security spells, just in case,' thought Harry morbidly. He really didn't need another person trying to kill him and his friends.