CHAPTER 14

Author's note:

Chapter 13 has a typo edited out of it now thanks to 'vlgrlsccr.'

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The scope zoomed in. He could clearly see Ron. The target recital centered in on the side of his head. With a silenced bang Ron's head gave a short spray of blood and his lifeless body fell to the floor.

"Damn it, Malfoy," Ron said, kicking Draco's leg as his character re-spawned in time to be shot again. Draco's headphones blurted 'killing spree.'

"You piece of crap!" Ron yelled, kicking Draco again.

"Shut up," Ginny snapped, taking her head off Draco's shoulder. They were still aboard the plane, now over Iceland. Draco had been killing Ron continuously. Ron's excuse was that he never had played videogames. Harry and Hermione were leaning against each other watching 'A Fish Called Wanda,' so naturally, they broke into periodic bursts of uncontrolled laughter, disrupting everyone on the plane that wasn't watching the movie.

As soon as they landed in Heathrow International Airport, they got lost, finally finding the exit. They saw various forms of transportation, but decided on a large taxi van. Hermione directed the driver to near Grimauld Place, but realized all they had was American money.

"That's alright. I'll take that too," the driver said.

"Oh, thank you…" Hermione said searching for the driver's name somewhere inside the van. "Um… Juan…"

He smiled and drove off as everyone but Draco fought to withhold their laughter.

"Why the hell is an English man named 'Juan?'" Draco asked, folding his arms over his chest grumpily.

"Maybe he was found on the streets and raised by Mexican parents?" Harry suggested.

Hermione rolled her eyes. "Or maybe he's from Spain." She said practically.

"Or," Ginny said, "Maybe the author is just trying to work in an old inside joke…"

"The author?" Harry questioned.

"She an autharitist," Ron said.

Harry looked confused.

"Forget it," Ron mumbled.

They stepped up between number 11 and number 13. Number 12 appeared, pushing the other houses out of the way.

Harry unlocked the door. He was about to open it when it rocketed open revealing a very concerned Dumbledore.

"Airplane? What were you thinking?" he said calmly, yet sounding displeased.

"We were leaving New York. Or we could have stayed and died… but no one seemed to like that idea," Harry said, upset that Dumbledore was upset.

"You are lucky you were not killed. One stunner to the engine and the plane would have crashed," Dumbledore said in a mirrored tone.

"Well it was more dangerous for us to be left in New York. People trying to murder us around every street corner," Draco argued.

"Oh come on," Tonks said, walking up behind Dumbledore, "I know New York has a bad reputation for crime and stuff, but not someone behind every street corner."

"Apparently, Tonks," Dumbledore said quickly, "you were not here when my alert charms notified me of an attack on them."

"Oh, no I wasn't."

"Ah, you see I apperated immediately, followed by Arthur, Molly, and Remus, but when we arrived at the hotel, they had already gone, leaving several unconscious Death Eaters, and a rather destroyed third floor, which the hotel personnel were extremely annoyed with. May I please have the wands?"

Ron reached into a pocket and dumped the wands into Dumbledore's outstretched hand.

Glancing down at them slowly he then said, "All of them."

"Mel is using one," Neville interjected.

"She can go to Ollivander's tomorrow, but I need this one."

Everyone looked confused as Melinda placed the wand she had been using with the other ones.

"What is he so upset about?" Ron asked.

Hermione buried her head in her hands as she sat down. "How could I have been so stupid?"

"What?" Harry asked.

"April sixteenth, 1979, four wizards were killed when some people that they owed money to shot a stunner at a jet they were in and it crashed," Hermione said quickly.

There was a short pause.

"Hermione!" Ron blurted, "no one expects you to know that. Much less remember it."

"Why would you know that anyway?" Melinda questioned.

"Hogwarts, a history," Ron said, slightly before Hermione did.

"No way," Ron groaned, "I was joking; what does that have to do with Hogwarts?"

"They were the ones that added some of the gargoyles to the higher parts of the castle, in 1976."

Ron sighed and walked towards his room, followed by Luna.

Draco and Ginny followed suit, as did Harry and Hermione.

"Errr, right," said Neville.

There was a long pause.

"What… should we do then…?" Melinda asked.

"Ummmm… I don't know…" Neville replied slowly.

There was another long pause.

"Maybe you could teach me another spell," Melinda suggested.

"Okay," Neville agreed, heading up towards his room.

"What room am I staying in?" Melinda asked.

"I'm not sure… you will have to ask Harry."

"Why?"

"Well, this is his house."

"Oh… I didn't know that… He must be really rich."

"I think he is… but, this was his godfather's house… and it was left to him."

Melinda nodded, "Okay, so what spell are you going to teach me?"

"Explliarmous."

"What's it do?"

"Disarms your opponent."

Neville handed her a small knife, "Okay, Expeliarmous."

They knife flew out of her hand and buried itself in the wall. Neville tossed his wand to Melinda.

Neville repeated the wand movement.

"Ready?" he asked.

Melinda nodded and took a deep breath as Neville pulled the knife out of the wall.

"EXPELIARMOUS!"
The knife rocketed from Neville's hand and slammed into the wall, at the exact same spot as when Neville had attempted the spell.

"Okay," Neville looked at the knife, "that's a little odd."

"Yeah…" Melinda walked over freeing it from the wall.

"HELP!"

Neville and Melinda looked up at the roof, in the direction that the loud scream had seemed to come from.

"That is Ron and Luna's room…" Neville headed for the door. He opened it and could now hear the sound of laughter. Neville and Melinda headed up the stairs and meet Harry, Hermione, Draco, and Ginny on their way down from the third floor.

"What happened?" Melinda asked. Harry just shrugged and opened the door to Ron's room.

Fred, George and Luna were laughing hysterically. Ron was sitting next to his dresser, brushing spiders off his pale face.

"What happened?" Ginny asked.

"Just a little practical joke," Fred said, still laughing.

"Oh come on,' Hermione said, "You know had really doesn't like spiders."

"That's the point," George said.

"That's cruel!" Hermione looked upset.

"Yeah, well, being his family we are allowed to do that."

"No you aren't!"
"Yeah, but, oh well."

With a poof of smoke, they both disappeared.

"We've got to get back at them," Ron said, walking over to everyone else.

"What do you propose we do?" Harry asked, with an amused twinkle in his eyes.

"Well, since I was forced to do it for almost my whole life," Draco interjected, "being cruel is something I am relatively resourceful with."
"Okay," Ginny said, "Do you have any…"

She was cut of as the window in Ron and Luna's room, which looked into a fake sunny landscape, because it was not usually visible from outside, shattered. Everyone reached for their wands, before they realized that their attacker was a very fat, extremely feathery barn owl, which wiggled its legs a little before managing to stand up. The window fragments lifted off the floor and flew back into place, and the fracture lines faded. The owl dropped eight envelopes onto the floor, ruffled it wings, flew into the air, circled the room twice, and rocketed strait through the window again, which proceeded to reconstruct itself again.

"Okay…" Ginny picked up the letters. "They're just our book lists."

"That window thing is pretty cool," Ron grabbed a book and smashed it against the window, which reformed, just in time for Ron to hit it again.

"Oh, it's…" SMASH "our OWL," SMASH "rankings," SMASH "too," Hermione struggled in between Ron's continual show of stupidity. Draco reached over his shoulder without looking, and grabbed the book during one of Ron's backswings, snatched the book from Ron's hands, and thumped him on the head with it. He fell to the floor, and Luna caught him.

Harry tore open his envelope.

Defense Against the Dark Arts: O

Charms: O

Transfiguration: E

Care of Magical Creatures: O

Potions: O

Astronomy: E

Divination: S

History of Magic: E

Herbology: O

"Well," Harry said, "not too bad…"

"Not too bad?" Ron said, looking at Harry's grades enviously. "Look at mine."

Defense Against the Dark Arts: O

Charms: E

Transfiguration: E

Care of Magical Creatures: O

Potions: E

Astronomy: S

Divination: P

History of Magic: S

Herbology: O

"Not bad… Hermione what did u get?" Harry said as Hermione looked at Harry's grades. She handed him the paper.

Defense Against the Dark Arts: O

Charms: O

Transfiguration: O

Care of Magical Creatures: O

Potions: O

Astronomy: O

History of Magic: O

Arithmancy: O

Herbology: O

Muggle Studies: O

Ancient Runes: O

"Hermione?" Ron said, "How did you do that?"

"I studied…"

"Oh… right…"

Draco had done well too.

Defense Against the Dark Arts: O

Charms: O

Transfiguration: E

Care of Magical Creatures: O

Potions: O

Astronomy: E

History of Magic: O

Arithmancy: O

Herbology: O

Neville said he was surprised at how well he had done.

Defense Against the Dark Arts: E

Charms: E

Transfiguration: S

Care of Magical Creatures: O

Potions: P

Astronomy: S

History of Magic: S

Divination: P

Herbology: O

"Okay well," Ginny said, "We need to go to Diagon Alley to get our supplies, and a wand for Melinda.

She walked over to the fireplace to grab some floo powder, while Harry groaned and Ginny went to go get an Order member to go with them.

Author's Note:

Autharitist: One who's religion is that our entire universe is all the product of someone in another universe writing a novel.

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